"His wounds were burned, and the layer of flesh was festering and difficult to heal. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The doctor gave this explanation.

Jingori had changed into civilian clothes, no longer a saint, and she said anxiously: "If you can't heal him, you will use your life to resist!"

"This ......" The doctor was very embarrassed, so he could only apply some anti-inflammatory drugs and bandage his wounds. After all this, the doctor exclaimed, "Eh, I forgot to apply anesthetic." He stared at Hou Xue in amazement, because the anti-inflammatory drugs were extremely painful, even the iron-clad man had to cry in pain, but Hou Xue waited silently for him to finish the medicine.

The doctor said: "He should not be in danger of life, just need a little recuperation." It's okay, so I took my leave. ”

Jin Geli sneered: "It's okay to say goodbye, first of all, let you remember the pain of the patient, so that you don't forget to bring the anesthetic again." She whispered a few words to the guard, and the guard dragged the doctor away. "Spare your life, spare your life!"

Hou Xue said: "What do you do with him?"

Jingori grinned and said, "I ordered the guards to carefully cut off his flesh and skin, and then give him anti-inflammatory drugs to let him taste how painful it was." Maybe he won't forget to bring the anesthetic next time. ”

Hou Xue just shook her head, "You won't do this." ”

Kingori wondered, "How did you know I wouldn't do that?"

Hou Xue said: "If you really want to torture him, you should punish him on the street, so that all doctors can remember this scene, and no one will dare to forget to bring anesthetic." But you're not that kind of person. ”

"Hmph......" Jin Geli raised her eyebrows slightly, she was a little emotional, and asked, "I'm not such a person, who is such a person?"

"Your sister. ”

She suddenly didn't want to talk about this anymore, but grabbed Hou Xue's hand and asked, "Are you really okay?"

Hou Xue said: "Hmm. But he couldn't believe his words about his injuries, because as long as he wasn't dead, he was fine.

Jingori suddenly let go of her hand again, she rarely squirmed like this. "Do you know that there will be a temple fair in three days?"

Hou Xue shook his head, and he asked, "What is the temple fair, can you eat it?"

Kingori just muttered, "You're so stupid, it's, it's...... In short, it is a few people playing together, and it is lively and interesting. ”

Hou Xue said: "That must be very chaotic, you need to bring the best guards." ”

"I'm not going to bring any guards. Her tone was very decisive.

Hou Xue frowned.

She leaned into Hou Xue's ear and whispered: "You're right, my life is indeed in danger, I will sneak to the Sanli Bridge outside the imperial city at dawn, only you know about this matter." She smiled softly, and her laughter was as crisp and nice as a silver bell.

Hou Xue was about to stop her, but she ran away like an elf. The two guards returned, protected her into the carriage, and she slipped away.

It's been six years, Hou Xue still can't guess what she's thinking, sometimes she's as cute as an elf, but sometimes it's like a gust of wind, I don't know where she has gone. "Three days later, Sanli Bridge, temple fair. Hou Xue muttered to herself, people came and went in the imperial city, and everything seemed to be scattered with the wind. Except for the blood on Hou Xue's body, it was so pungent and so bright.

- Zhucheng, the territory of the Cult of the Giant Sword God.

The Iron Sword Guard fell to his knees, roaring like a wild dog, and he fell to the ground, unloading the heavy blade from his back, smearing blood all over his face.

Corpses all over the ground.

Who is it? Who is doing all this?

Corpses were strewn everywhere, and even a master as powerful as the Red Sword Guard was crucified to the idol. A column of gods with giant swords, a row of people stabbed to death. Their blood was sprayed on the idols, giving people a sense of horror that they should not be allowed to do in the sky. Not to mention the corpses all over the ground, some of the corpses had half of their heads shattered, and some were pierced through the sternum with tremendous force, and the wounds were radial, as if they had been pierced by a heavy crossbow of hundreds of catties.

can bloodied the Giant Sword God Cult, and the other party rose up and brought a whole army, maybe thousands of people.

Iron Jianwei felt uncomfortable, his stomach turned upside down, he almost vomited, he hammered the ground fiercely, and swore that he would kill his enemies! He would never forgive anyone who challenged his faith, not the entire realm of the cities.

The greatest symbol of weapon worship is the Greatsword Valkyrie Da Shen, a city that was a small village a thousand years ago, and the village was ravaged by robbers and beasts. They were a group of unarmed inhabitants, and they often ate away at each other because of famine, and they were more like wild dogs than wild dogs. It wasn't until the giant sword warriors who came from Qingzhou that they repelled the horse thieves, and it was he who brought knowledge and literacy, and these scattered villagers gradually became armed, and they imitated the armor and giant sword of heroes and became the first batch of backbones.

It was faith that brought about the prosperity of the cities they are today.

Whether or not the Greatsword Warriors actually existed, they did overcome one powerful enemy after another because of this belief. Therefore, Zhucheng is more special, because they worship the foreign culture of Qingzhou, especially the giant sword martial god "Da Worry". In fact, there are many countries in the thirteen neighboring countries of Wanghai Kingdom who worship this warrior, but according to false rumors, the true face of the giant sword warrior god is not recorded in any history books, some people say that it is an old man with sideburns and white hair, some people say that it is a young man with a handsome face, and even a beautiful woman with a hot body....... His weapons were also distorted in different ways, and there were thousands of cumbersome papal ones. The Cult of the Greatsword is only one of the more successful ones, and it is also an army with a lot of force.

The Wanghai clan implements a vassal system, so it is necessary to find a point of checks and balances, and if the territory of a military commander is particularly strong, it needs to be "reduced" accordingly. The only orthodox faith in the Wanghai clan is the Imperial Church, and everything else can be called heresy, as long as force threatens the church, their weak faith will be crushed by the iron hooves of the church.

It is true that the church does not have much armed force, but it is directly under the royal family, which represents the will of the martial gods.

Valkyrie has never been short of soldiers and horses.

Iron Sword Guard bowed down to the statue of the giant sword martial god in the center of the hall, and as he knelt and knelt, blood and tears burst out of his eyes! He finally sorted out the remains of his brothers, with severed hands and feet, and broken heads...... He didn't miss anything, trying to remember who they were.

"I don't have a chance to get to know all of you, but I hope you can find a home under the Yellow Spring. He carefully lit the torch and watched as the corpses burned, the smoke seemed to become their souls, hovering high in the sky, and the last wisp could not be seen.

A total of seventy-three bodies were burned in the fire.

Sixty bronze sword guards, seven iron sword guards, four silver sword guards, and two red sword guards.

The Iron Sword Guard bit his arm viciously! He bit down to the bone, and only the pain brought him to his senses, and he said viciously, "It must be the centaurs of the church." I'll kill that saint and see what they believe!"

This is the contradiction between them: the Church believes in the gods and wants to spread peace, while the Greatsword God believes in power and believes that it must arm itself with it. They will break out one day, not to mention that the Martial God has been staring at the movements of Zhucheng, she has long expected the plan that is about to be moved.

There will always be only kings who will go down in history, and everyone below them is just the dust of history, the stepping stone for her. Sometimes, in order to make the steps more stable, she had to pull out some fissioned bad stones.