"What's your name?" asked Candace enthusiastically.

"Geraldine Dolores. The little doll replied very well-behaved.

Geraldine...... , which means 'mighty spear'. Good name. Providence, it seems that you will eventually grow into the most powerful spear to pierce the heart of the Church of Light. In a dozen years, the old fellow of the Pope will surely have a headache for your spear. Candace said happily, "Come, Geraldine, let my uncle give me a hug." ”

"No, I want a big uncle to hug. "I didn't expect the little guy to give face.

"What? He's very capable? I just didn't show it just now, come on, I'm not inferior to your uncle's skills. Although I was very depressed, I glanced at the drift that stole the limelight from me, but I really liked this cute doll too much, so I worked hard with perseverance.

"Really, you can't lie. Geraldine said earnestly.

"Really, I don't lie to you. Candace replied hurriedly.

"Then you'll have to teach me that, too. "The little guy still knows how to put things together.

"Okay, let me hug you, and I'll teach you. With that, Candace snatched the cute baby from his arms. The little guy saw that there was another person with high skills who promised to teach him skills, and he was happy to let him hug him.

Not long after the three of them left, they "swished" and "swished" over to many masters. "A bunch of waste, chasing two women and children who have no power to fight back, and still haven't succeeded yet!" the leading priest complained very dissatisfied.

"yes! they're really useless, and the people of the Dolores family, who have a little ability, are all pestered by us. Just the two mother and son who can't even run well, so many people surround them, and they can't be caught. A man saw the wind and steered the steadfast looking priest.

During the conversation, they found a group of headless corpses, and the target they were looking for, but only the mother was lying in a pool of blood, and the little doll with the blood of the Dolores family did not seem to be here.

"Yes, it's them, how can they be killed?" said a slightly timid one, a little frightened when he saw this strange scene.

"Strange! They seem to have been smashed in the head at the same time?" said the leading priest, with some uncertainty.

"I think so. Could it be that the Dolores family has a master fighter who has slipped through the net?" another person who also seemed to be a priest took over.

"It's not like a fighter's method of killing. The heads of these people should have been shattered by the mere force of the palm. If they were masters of the royal power of nature, then they should be able to use their fighting spirit to pierce the heads of these people at the same time. If you look at the ground, it's clear that this man is smashing the heads of so many people with his palm almost at the same time with his extremely quick movement. Such a strange killing method seems to be very similar to the style of the legendary oriental warrior. The leading priest was very wise in his analysis.

"But, recently, haven't you heard of the presence of an Oriental warrior in the Southwest Continent?" someone asked suspiciously.

"Have you ever heard of the two Eastern warriors who caused a storm in the Western Earth Continent some time ago?" asked the leading priest rhetorically.

"I've heard of it, but it seems like they've mysteriously disappeared for a long time!" said someone full of confusion.

"Do you mean that those two missing Oriental warriors are now hiding with us?" asked another priest-looking man.

"It's not entirely impossible. We need to get this astonishing discovery to Headquarters as soon as possible. The leading priest said firmly.

"Okay, I'll take care of that. A priest standing next to him took the initiative to take up this great and sacred task.

"The number is wrong, what about the others, did they escape?" suddenly exclaimed a man who had been keeping an eye on the number of dead bodies.

"Do you think that under the hands of the ghostly Oriental warriors, those who can only order the three-legged cat kung fu will have a chance to escape?" said another priest-looking man disapprovingly.

"What about them?" the man asked, still puzzled.

"Stupid! Don't you smell the thick smell of blood in the air? The leading priest shouted angrily.

Thinking that he had inadvertently breathed a lot of air filled with the debris of his comrades-in-arms who were still fighting side by side just now, many people couldn't help but feel an incomparable feeling of nausea in their hearts, and some people finally couldn't help but vomit.

"A bunch of rubbish!" the leading priest roared with great dissatisfaction.

Many people who wanted to join in the vomiting rushed to control it desperately. In order not to be despised by their superiors, some people even forcibly swallowed the vomit that rushed into their mouths.

"It seems that the peripheral forces of the Church of Light have reached the point of compulsory rectification. Even if these many people can't be defeated, at least they have to send a warning signal! Who would have thought that these wastes would die so silently. The leading priest sighed dissatisfied.

"Should we issue a wanted warrant and hunt down the child who slipped through the net?" said a priest, cautiously suggesting himself.

"Don't you think we're ashamed enough? Now we want a little doll of three or four years old! This will only make the Church of Light more ridiculed by the world. The order must be passed down, and everything must be done in secret. Send out spies to find out what the little guy is doing. However, even if you do find it, you should not act rashly. If it is really an oriental martial artist, then with our current strength, we will definitely not be able to deal with others. "It's not easy to be a leader, and he's been very decisive in making what seems the wisest way to do it so far.

Driftless and Candace continued southwest, but now there was a small point, Geraldine, so their speed was greatly reduced.

Geraldine did not cry out loud, but the little one, who was a little too shrewd, was visibly depressed, for he knew that none of his relatives would survive that day. But a child is a child, after he gets acquainted with Driftless and Candace. The pain of losing a loved one forever seemed to disappear within a few days. Under the teasing of Drifting and Candace, he often "giggles" and laughs non-stop.

After a week, the little one seems to have forgotten his past unhappiness and behaves very innocently and carefree. Playing with the chase of Drifting and Candace all day long, and having fun. After a few days of playing, the little one seemed to remember the promise made to him by the two uncles, and began to argue constantly for the skill.

Although Geraldine was still young, the two were so entangled that they decided to teach him some superficial introductory kung fu first.

"If we teach you the skill, then do you continue to call Uncle or change your name to Teacher?"

Little Geraldine thought about it seriously, and seemed a little undecided, so he asked as if asking for help: "Should I be called uncle or teacher to the person who calls me skill?"

What a clever little guy who never makes it easy to draw conclusions when he can't figure it out. Piao Wuxian nodded with satisfaction and looked at this little little dot fondly.

"Of course I should call him a teacher. Candace replied softly.

"Yes, I have a teacher! The little one jumped and jumped for joy, and called out sweetly to each of them and Candace.

"Alas, what a good boy. "Drifting without a trace is also very happy, because this is the first apprentice he has accepted in his life.

"Don't call me teacher, call me uncle. Candace said a little unnaturally.

"Why? don't you want to teach Geraldine?" asked the little one, a little frustrated.

Of course I'll teach you how to do it, but I don't want you to call me a teacher. Candace explained. At the same time, I thought to myself: You have called him teacher, of course people want you to call me ....... Ouch, I'm sorry.

It was very strange to look at Candace with a flushed face. "What's the matter, this is what you just said, you should be called a teacher. Why did you regret it in the blink of an eye?" asked the little one with a whim.

"Hmph, I want you to take care of it. They asked him to call you teacher and uncle me. Why, can't you?" Candace stomped his feet as he crossed his hands on his hips.