Asia was upset right now.

She couldn't understand how Jiang Qin abducted a top figure like the Black Pope back home.

It's as if your child suddenly brought a girl home and told you what kind of country she was.

I was so annoyed that I wanted to kick the door of the house open directly, and cut the pair of dogs and men with a thousand knives.

But don't dare.

In her current state, Hei Wei and Jiang Qin only need one hand to deal with herself, and she will beat herself.

What now?

Like a goddess running away with the rich second generation, Ahia stood helplessly in front of the mirror and looked at herself.

It feels like there's better than Hevel anywhere! Except for a little pulling.

How can this go wrong? How can you give a face to the woman outside and take it away?

No, I have to do something!

For example, Lao Qin seems to have a favorite girl outside? Looks like the proprietress of a bookstore?

Ho ho, Lao Qin, don't blame me for making a small report, I can't win Ville alone, can't I win more and less?

There's no way the proprietress of that bookstore is a threat to me, is she?

It's a win!

Jiang Qin's door was reopened, and Asia, who was leaning against the door, fell down with them, Jiang Qin kindly gave her a hand, and let her fall on the bed, just smashing next to Will.

When she looked up, she found that her fluffy pillow was being held by Will, and the corners of her mouth were still smiling, and she immediately exploded, and her big white tail stood high.

Will didn't refuse at all, but looked at Jiang Qin and asked him to go out first and bring it to the door by the way.

Jiang Qin did it with a little headache, he had no experience in dealing with this kind of thing at all, so he just left it to Weil. I'm planning a meeting in the Church of Exile tomorrow, preferably with Valentina.

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"That's my pillow!" Asia's throat "gurgled", and she was on her knees, staring at Will as if she were at home.

Without hesitation, Will smashed the pillow on her head, stretched and lay down on this very, very large bed, and said lazily: "I have no intention of making you an enemy, we can live in peace." After all, now our masters are Jiang Qin. ”

"Lao Qin is not my master." Asia corrected.

"That's also your owner, it's not good to beat your own people."

Will lay down on the soft mattress a little drunk, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

This kind of life is something she once never dared to imagine. Because of her poverty, the Black Court Church advocated abstinence and incorruptibility, and she rarely had material comforts.

Her years of hunting aliens meant that she was either preparing for war or hunting, or she was targeting each other with the White Court Church, rarely having time for herself, and never thinking about her own affairs.

And now, she has been lifted from her burdens and has nothing to do, but she has gained great satisfaction.

Maybe this is the life she envies?

Or is she a girl after all?

The depressed heart suddenly has a seed of regret, which may take root and sprout at a certain time.

"What is your purpose, Will." Asia hugged her pillow, and the smell of Vir on it made her very unhappy.

"What is your purpose, I ought to say, Athea!" Will's body gradually sank, and she was already very tired, "You should know that getting together with the heir of the snake fall will cause the [Cataclysm], why do you want to return to the [snake fall]'s side?" ”

"You don't need to worry about it, you slave, you talk about yours first!"

"Me? I said coincidence, do you believe it? Will said that he was defeated by Jiang Qin in the gladiatorial arena.

Will glanced at the Minotaur helmet that Jiang Qin had placed on the ground and said, "It's a pure coincidence that I met your descendant. Ten days ago, when I was chasing you, I was intercepted by the Pope of the White Court, who exchanged ten indulgences for your life, so I was sure to go to the gladiatorial arena where the aliens were entrenched. ”

"So how did Mi'er find me? It's impossible for Bai Ting to reveal my whereabouts, did you tell her? ”

Hevel said with some unpleasantness: "That's the savior and the butcher. As you know, the Black Court Church is now divided into two factions, the Papal Church and the Messian. Although I am the Pope, I have no choice but to allow him to form a faction, but now I have been defeated by my master in the gladiatorial arena and become his toy, and I am not qualified to control the Church of the Black Court. ”

"You mean the butcher?" Asia didn't care about the savior, and in her long life, she had seen all twenty-one saviors.

This kind of thing that comes out once every hundred years is not too unusual for her long-lived species, and it is not a threat. She is more concerned with the butcher.

"Butcher, You'an's thug is really good, but when he sells meat, he likes to pour water into the meat, and he will also sell some expired meat, which makes the disciples feel sick and has to go to the convenience of several important hunting operations."

Hewell said it quite elegantly, the actual scene is that a group of murderous, disciplined and organized men in black armed with meteor hammers, wolf heads, flails and other instruments finally surrounded a blood or werewolf powerhouse, and it was when the saber rattling was on the string, suddenly there was a smell.

Immediately after that, the lower body of a cultist fell to the ground, and a lump of not very good things fell from his loose pants.

The scene at that time was really embarrassing to the extreme.

At that time, Hewell was not yet the Pope, and his methods were not sophisticated, and he did not know whether to launch a general attack and let this colleague lead the way to fight.

Originally, he was going to let him leave the scene and change his pants, but the man didn't want to open it, he had a good face, and directly activated the self-detonation forbidden spell characteristic of the Black Court Church, and actually relied on the human body, pounced and rode on the prey of the prince level, and the lump fell straight on the face of the prey, causing an irreversible mental blow.

After that, the force of the self-explosion blew off half of the prey's body, but the siege network formed by Hevel was also torn open.

The prey fled in anger, shouting that the warrior could not be killed.

That mission was very impressive, and it was an indelible mark on her career in the Black Court Church.

But what is the name of that miserable prey?

Seems to be called Joshua?

It is claimed to be the most vicious and terrifying blood prince since the Middle Ages, surpassing the existence of Ahia, the Pope's mortal enemy and the like.

But Hevel felt that Joshua was just a moving meat target, and in addition to not being able to kill, his conventional attack methods were comparable to that of a Blood Duke.

Joshua's unique talent, Blood Blast, doesn't have much of a special feature, and although it is powerful, a Pope-level powerhouse can definitely avoid the area damage it causes.

So, during the Middle Ages, the idea that the First Sanctuary was razed to the ground by Joshua's blood blast led to suspicion and conspiracy.

But the truth must have long since disappeared into the dust of history.