As Hailong's long sword fell, everyone in Wushan Town held their breath, and their strength seemed so pale in the face of Hailong, a level eighth-level warrior.

"Don't!" Carol let out a mournful cry, desperately trying to break free from the guards and run towards Rolan.

Boom!

Just as the heavy sword was about to be cut down, suddenly a white light flashed on Luo Lan's body, the white light was as dazzling as the sun, and the person who was shining couldn't open his eyes.

Hailong couldn't help but close his eyes, and the long sword in his hand was like cutting through the iron, but it was blocked by the white light, and he couldn't move an inch.

"This is the magic of the light, the guardian of the light."

Helong was taken aback, not for the power of magic, but for the people who could use it for it.

The Holy Alliance, also known as the Light Alliance, is named after the Light, and the status of the Light Mage is below all the Light Mages, and almost all Light Mages belong to the Light Church.

This guardian of light can block his own blow, at least it is also an eighth-level magic, an eighth-level magician of the light department, is an absolute high-level in the entire Holy Alliance, and even the right minister Merrit has to be treated equally.

咴咴~

There was a sudden hissing in the sky, and everyone looked up.

I saw a pure white unicorn shaped like a horse, winged like a swan, and with a single horn on its head, waving its wings and slowly landing in the middle of the courtyard.

On the back of the unicorn sat a young woman, dressed in white, covered with a scarf, her slender eyes were as clear as water, and a pure and noble momentum was natural, which made people feel impressed.

"Are you the white-clothed priest of the Temple of Light?" Helong asked with some awe.

The young priest nodded indifferently, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

"I am the captain of the palace guard of the Finlay Kingdom, and I am dealing with fugitives on the orders of the military headquarters of the Finlay Kingdom, and I ask the priests not to interfere." Hailong immediately said respectfully.

"Fugitive, is that him, Luo Lan? Scott? The young priest raised his hand, his fingers as white as snow pointed at Luo Lan, and his voice was tactful and soft, like the song of a phoenix, and there was no loss of majesty in the gentleness.

Listening to the haunting voice, Luo Lan was shocked, and he didn't care about the injury on his chest, and hurriedly looked up, the familiar outfit and familiar demeanor were just like what he saw in his dream. He opened his mouth, but it suddenly occurred to him that he didn't even know the other person's name.

Hailong was shocked in his heart, the white-clothed priest was able to call out Luo Lan's name in one mouth, and the two must be familiar with each other. He suddenly thought that Luo Lan had just mentioned that he knew the Lord of the Church of Light, could it be the white-clothed priest in front of him.

Things changed too quickly, a little beyond his imagination, but thinking that he had the right minister Merritt and the military headquarters of the Finlay Kingdom as the backstage, Hailong still nodded stubbornly.

"This person can't be handed over to you." The young priest shook his head, "Bishop Lampson invited Luo Lan to his promotion ceremony. ”

"Bishop Lampson, Promotion." Hilong's eyes widened, and a storm swept through his heart.

A few days ago, he heard that an archbishop of the Church of Light had someone killed, so he wanted to choose one of the ten cardinals to succeed him as the new cardinal.

He had just noticed that the white-clothed priest used the word "please", and he could be worthy of a cardinal archbishop to say please, even the right minister Merrit was not qualified, and Helong guessed that perhaps His Majesty Clyde, King of Finlay, had a slight possibility.

Lampson finally sent someone over, Luo Lan's tense heart finally relaxed, and he suddenly felt a huge pain in his chest.

"It's none of your business here, you can leave." In Hailong's stunned eyes, the young priest indifferently ordered the eviction.

The cardinal's order was that His Majesty the King of Finlay should be treated with caution, and Helong had no right to question it at all, so he hurriedly beckoned his men and left with Battle's body in his hands.

The Miao Ling priest moved the lotus step lightly, like a blue wave, and walked slowly, coming to Luo Lan's side, his eyebrows jumped slightly, revealing a hint of a smile, "Little guy, it seems that every time I see you, I get hurt all over." ”

As he spoke, the Miao Ling priest gently chanted the spell, and suddenly a light like a mist fell on Luo Lan's body.

I saw that the bruise on Luo Lan's body subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the broken rib made a clicking sound, and it automatically reset and healed.

"Thank you, Lord Priestess, for coming to the rescue again!" After a moment's effort, Luo Lan felt that his body was full of strength again, jumped up, and looked at the Miao Ling priest gratefully.

"Now that you've healed, let's go, Bishop Lampson is still waiting for you." The young priest smiled slightly.

"Priest, please wait a moment." Luo Lan pointed in the direction where Hillman was and begged: "My father was injured in the head just now, and now he is in a coma, please help treat it, no matter how many gold coins, I am willing to pay." ”

"Little one, for the sake of your good answer to my question last time, I'll help you once." The young priest groaned for a moment, bowed slightly, and walked towards Hillman.

Hillman's face grew paler and paler, and his whole breath was as thin as a gossamer.

The young priest opened Hillman's closed eyelids and looked at it, and his gaze suddenly became serious.

"Lord Priest in White, how is my father's injury?" Luo Lan asked with a worried face.

"I can't cure your father's wounds!" The young priest shook his head helplessly.

"How is it possible, isn't the magic of the light system the best at healing?" Luo Lan couldn't believe it.

"In the impact just now, your father's soul was impacted, causing some damage, so he fell into a coma." "I can only help him stop the bleeding, and whether he can wake up again is up to him." ”

Vegetable!

A term from his previous life immediately appeared in Luo Lan's heart.

"Priest in White, is there no other way?" Luo Lan looked unwilling.

The probability of a vegetative person's self-awakening is too low, lower than the probability of winning the jackpot by buying a lottery ticket, there are even gods in this world, and there must be a better way.

Priest Miao Ling thought for a moment before he said: "There are two ways, he belongs to the soul injury, as long as he asks a god-level powerhouse to take action, he can easily heal his injuries by using divine power." ”

He didn't know any of the three god-level powerhouses in the Magnolia Continent, so it was a bit unrealistic to ask them to make a move.

Luo Lan just thought about it for a moment, then vetoed this possibility, and continued to ask, "What about the second way?" ”

"The second way is even more difficult, give your father the legendary potion to heal soul wounds, not only to heal soul wounds, but also to improve his mental power." Priest Miao Ling explained.

"Where can you find a potion for soul damage?" A glimmer of hope flashed in Luo Lan's eyes, and he hurriedly asked.

"Potions to heal soul damage are scarce, and only those who are really big enough to have them, so you might be able to consult Lampson about this." The young priest said leisurely, his tone clearly not hopeful that Luo Lan would find a potion to heal soul damage.