After Li Tian rested for a long time, his body slowly recovered.

After recovering a little, I saw Li Tian walking towards his room step by step.

When he arrived at the door of the room, he happened to see Tang Xiaolong and Xue Wuxian at the door.

That Tang Xiaolong and Xue Wuxian were originally looking for Li Tian, but when they saw Li Tian there, they waited here for a while, and at this moment, seeing Li Tian walking back from a distance with a pale face and difficulty step by step, the two of them were not only stunned at the same time.

"Brother Tian, what's wrong, why is your face so ugly?" Xue Wuxian looked at Li Tianzai and asked in a panic.

Tang Xiaolong on the side also hurriedly said, "Yes, little boss, why is your face so ugly?

But seeing Li Tian squeezing out a smile and saying, "I, I'm fine...... It's just that the injured area just now hurts a little. ”

When Tang Xiaolong and Xue Wuxian heard this, they hurriedly came over to support Li Tian.

"Little boss, is your injury serious?"

"Do you want me to tell the other brothers to come and see you?"

Li Tian hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no need." ”

"I just need to rest for a while!"

After Li Tian insisted on saying this, Tang Xiaolong and Xue Wuxian had no other way, so they could only obey Li Tian's orders, and then slowly helped Li Tian in front of him to the room.

After returning to the room, Li Tian said to the brothers, "You guys should go out first...... I need a good rest. ”

That Tang Xiaolong and Xue Wuxian looked at Li Tian's ugly face, and could only nod: "It's good, Brother Tian, you have a good rest...... If anything, call us, and I'll stand guard for you outside the door. ”

When Li Tian heard the words of his brothers, his heart was warm, and he nodded silently.

So Tang Xiaolong and Xue Wuxian left the room.

And what about Li Tian? After arriving at the bed with difficulty, he then sat cross-legged and began to exercise exercises to heal his wounds, he couldn't drag it out like this anymore, if he dragged it out like this, his body would really have problems, so he must now wholeheartedly heal himself.

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A strange room, furnished, and furnished, is the same as in a seventeenth-century church.

The room was dark with only a dim lamp.

In the faint light, I saw a man in Christian clothes standing motionless in the center.

He was dressed in a black garment, with two white curtains in the middle, and a cross hanging from his neck, which he held in the palms of his hands.

His hair was thick and curly, and his face was carved with wrinkles.

This man was a Christian priest based in the country.

Known as: Father Gammarelli.

Behind Father Gammarelli is a wooden cross, large and scraped against the wall.

At this moment, Father Gammarelli was speaking some prayers in his fluent Latin, which he did not understand, his eyes were tightly closed, and his expression was serious......

With the Latin prayers of Ni Anton silently in his mouth, the door that had been tightly closed was suddenly blown open by the gloomy wind at this moment.

The moment the extremely eerie cold wind blew open the door, Father Gammarelli's eyes suddenly opened.

Then he kept his eyes on the open door, as if waiting for something......

One second, two seconds...... Three seconds......

Suddenly, I saw that three people suddenly appeared in the location of the gate that was blown open by the strange and gloomy cold wind.

But because the distance is too far, I can't see their faces clearly, and I don't know who they are!

The only thing I could feel was that the aura around me changed instantly, and it became extremely cold...... It was as if their arrival had brought the cold air from underground.

Father Gammarelli watched the three figures appear, a slight smile on his lips, and he continued to mutter in Latin.

It means: You are coming......

But seeing that the three of them didn't speak, they just walked in step by step with cold steps.

Looking closely at the three people, I saw that in the middle was a woman with short blond hair, judging by her face and white complexion, this woman should be Italian.

She has a pair of beautiful eyes like jewels, beautiful and moving, but the cold gaze in her eyes makes anyone look full of eerie atmosphere.

She wore a tight black leather coat that wrapped tightly around her perfectly perfect body...... A pair of shiny black heels made a crisp sound when they stepped on the ground.

She wore a cross around her neck...... Eerie and bewitching, with a religious symbol tattooed on the backs of each of the two hands.

In general, this woman is like an eagle, a falcon flying in the dark!

To the left of the woman is a giant man.

The man is also blonde, more than 190 centimeters tall, and his strength is even stronger than that of a stupid barbarian...... Although he was wearing a loose robe, it was still difficult to hide his undulating muscles.

This man had a hideous face, and his gray eyes were full of a sense of destruction...... He had a scar on his face, which stretched from the corner of his eye to his neck, and looked hideous and dazzling.

The same cross hung around his neck was completely out of place for his size...... Standing motionless there.

And what about the man on the right?

It was the Dead Saint from the front, the white man, and his name was Jace!

But after such three strange foreigners suddenly came here, the atmosphere of the whole space changed instantly.

"Night Fox, Rowling, Destruction Tank, Long, I didn't expect you all to be sent to the country by the Bishop. Suddenly, a word came out of the mouth of Father Gammarelli.

His words were Latin, and he was so proficient that he was difficult to understand.

But it is said that the person called Rowling the night fox is naturally the weird Italian woman with exquisite short hair, and the macho man known as the destruction tank is the man named (Long) on the left.

After saying this, Father Gammarelli smiled at the corners of his mouth, then held the cross in his hands and smiled, looking at the three of them.