"Please?" Du Dian snorted coldly, and after seeing that several figures rushing out of the castle had gathered, knowing that it was difficult to stop today, his mind turned, and said, "The way you invite people in the inner wall area is quite special. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Francis smiled slightly, "For special people, using special invitation methods is our style of acting, and I also ask Mr. Du to cooperate." ”

Du Dian said: "Are you considered a forcible captivity, don't forget, I am still the golden knight of the knight's hall, and I want me to go back with you, and please show me the edict." ”

"It's windy here, and if you want to see the edict, let's go back to your castle and see it." Francis chuckled and said, "Mr. Du, you'd better not try to escape, you've already been hit by my 'Magic Frost Snake Venom', and without my antidote, you'll die soon." ”

Dudian's eyes narrowed slightly, although his eyes were still staring at Francis, but the afterglow had already swept the wound on his left hand, and through the perspective he could see that under the wound on his left arm and shoulder, a thin ice crystal protruded, it was the transparent venom spit out by the strange snake whip before, which did not spread in the shoulder, but ...... Frozen in ice!

At some point, it seems that the bad can turn into a good.

Du Dian suddenly thanked his 'ice blood', he remained silent, and said: "I'll go with you, but the matter of forcibly arresting me must be known by the Temple and the Knight's Palace, otherwise, I doubt your identity, whether you are from the inner wall or the villains of the Dark Holy See." ”

Francis seemed to have anticipated this, smiled indifferently, and made a "please" gesture.

Dudian immediately followed them back to the castle, and Glary and Ginise returned to the castle with them, surrounded by several other saints.

As soon as he entered the hall, Dudian saw a young man in the living room who was fully armed with platinum armor, wearing the same standard armor as Francis, with a black scabbard on his back, and a straight posture.

Next to this saintly youth, Katch and Nicotine, Macon and others sat on the sofa dejectedly, and the moment they saw Dudian, several people were taken aback, and Macon hurriedly stood up and said, "Dean, run, they are here to catch you!" ”

Boom!

The young man in the living room threw his leg violently and kicked Macon, who flew upside down from the couch and slammed into the wall, coughing up a mouthful of blood and falling unconscious on the spot.

Dudian's vision could clearly see that the ribs on his chest were broken four or five in an instant, obviously, this was the result of this saint young man's attention to proportion, otherwise this leg would have cut Macon's body in two!

Despite this, he still felt a wave of angry killing intent in his veins, and the soles of his feet stepped out, the blood all over his body surging like burning, and with a low roar, he rushed out like a cannonball in place, and smashed his fist into the chest of the saintly youth.

The face of the young saint changed, and he hurriedly raised his hand to block.

Sou!

Dudian's fist slammed into his arm, and the intense anger made him fight with all his might, and it was the first time he had gone all out since he got the Scar of the Severer!

With a bang, the fist hit the sleeve of the arm, the platinum sleeve suddenly concave and deformed, the face of the young saint changed in an instant, and just wanted to retreat and unload the force, there was already a severe pain in the arm, and the body suddenly flew out, slamming into the stairs behind it, and with a few clanging sounds, the wooden staircase was smashed to pieces, and he fell into a noisy dust, dusty all over his body, extremely embarrassed.

"Stop!"

Francis, who came from behind, scolded.

Du Dian's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the anger in his head made him feel the urge to kill, but reason still restrained him, because he knew that if he really killed all the saints present, he would definitely face the full blow of the Inner District Monastery, which was not something he could bear now, so he could only endure it!

Sou!

A figure swept out from behind Francis, and lifted up the young saint in the broken plank, the latter had a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, his neatly combed golden hair was a little scattered, stained with sawdust dust, quite embarrassed, his face was full of anger, and he held the hilt of the sword on his back with his backhand, trying to counterattack Dudian.

"Stop!" Francis shouted again.

The young saint looked at him, gritted his teeth and let go of his hand.

Dudian's eyes were filled with coldness, and he glanced coldly at the young saint, and said to Glary behind him, "Go see Macon." ”

He couldn't move, and Francis and several other saints around him had already surrounded him, pulling a shot and moving his whole body.

"Yes." Glaile's figure flickered, quickly swept in front of Macon, picked him up, reached out and touched his chest, and said to Dudian, "There are several broken ribs." ”

"Stabilize the injury first." Dudian said.

Glaile nodded, undressing and bandaging the unconscious Macon.

Dudian turned to Francis and said, "This is what you saints do?" Wounding innocent civilians at will? ”

Francis withdrew his gaze from the young saint, saw Dudian full of angry questioning, frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "We are just cautious, not to mention that he took the initiative to do a lot of things, you are now a suspect in colluding with the Dark Church, and he also reported to you, it is to cover up the crime, and it is not bad if you don't kill him on the spot!" ”

Du Dian said angrily: "Even if I am a suspect, even if he is shielding me, according to the law, I will not be treated like this!" ”

"Normally, no." Francis smiled indifferently and said: "But as you said, he is just a commoner, and he is not the so-called nobleman here, and a small commoner dares to shield the suspect of criminals, and if you don't kill him on the spot, it can already be regarded as giving you face." ”

Dudian heard what he meant, and the strictness of the law depended on the identity of the subject, which made him feel resentful in his heart, and he felt like he hated this damn feeling when he was ignorant and was taken to the castle by the two hunters to test his constitution.

"What about the oracle you said!" Dudian suppressed his anger and did not continue the topic.

"This is our badge of status." Francis smiled slightly, took out a medal and handed it to Dudian, and said, "This medal can prove our identity, as for the oracle?" I'm sorry, but we came to the outer wall to get people, and we never used verbal instructions, not hand instructions. ”

Dudian's face sank, his eyes flickered suddenly, he took the medal that Francis was about to take back, looked at it carefully, and looked at it all before and after.

When Francis and the others saw Du Dian's movements, they were slightly stunned and couldn't help laughing. Francis laughed: "Don't look at it, it's definitely true, more real than gold!" ”

Dudian looked at it for a moment and handed it back to him, but he already remembered all the details of the medal in his mind.