The knights showed meaningful expressions, and the bold man opened his mouth to congratulate him bluntly.The chief knight issued an urn sound from under his helmet and ordered angrily: Let's go, close the team, there is no need to check the Duke's Palace for the time being.Be!
In the early morning, the bells echo over the town, and the streets that should be quiet are bustling.The exorcist kicked open the door of a house, and the family of five huddled together in the house, the parents hugged their thin young son, and next to them were the eldest son and daughter-in-law who did not dare to look up.I spotted a witch nearby.The leader of the exorcists, a young nun wrapped tightly in a black robe, walked slowly to the family on her slender legs, lowered her head with great interest, and poked the little boy's dirty cheek.How old are you?
The boy's parents tried desperately to cover his mouth, and the prayer was repeated, but the nun reached out and took the boy in her arms and pulled out a piece of slimy candy from her pocket.Come, tell me, how old are you?
This sister!
The hostess suddenly cried and said, "That's my son, it can't be the devil or a witch, sister, my eldest daughter is also a nun, for the sake of the same sisters, our family is really clean and pious voters!"
Hush.The nun picks up the candy and stuffs it into the little boy's mouth, how old is it?
Five, five years old.The little boy did not understand his mother's panic, and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the candy tentatively, it was very sweet.The beautiful sister who was holding him smiled brightly and rubbed his chin affectionately: It's only five years old, and the minimum age is ten, so I know you're definitely not.The family was happy, but the next moment a cold light flashed in the nun's robe, and the little boy rose to the sky with a smiling head and a golden-red fountain, and a wet candy rolled on the ground.No, my God, the young wife who trembled on the ground also looked up in astonishment and blurted out: Fuck me, pervert!
The nun grinned instantly, and pointed at her with the tip of the knife: This is, take it away.The exorcists smiled triumphantly and tied the unspoken contestant with thorny handcuffs and stuffed him into the iron cage outside the door.No!
What are you going to do, where are you going to take Martha The nun turned around in disgust and kicked the mistress away: this is the incarnation of the witch, are you going against the will of God, are you also a fellow of the witch?
No, not frightened, the family fell to the ground, wailing and weeping in the nun's holy and gentle laughter.The iron cage in the carriage was stuffed with six contestants, and the nun threw the newly caught one into it.You're a player too!
The male contestant with the pseudonym Martha tried to avoid being cut by the thorns in horror, and then angrily said, "You are a light tower player!"
Smoke the cold and chop the child NC to scare people, you are too good.The nun smiled, a game, willing to gamble and lose, don't quarrel, okay?
The golden-red blood fell from the tip of her knife, looking so beautiful and unreal, not unlike the color of the wounds of the fighters in the iron cage.If I hadn't deducted points for catching a mistake and killing without being interrogated, would I have been in such trouble?
The nun rolled her eyes.Why don't you tell us what your ratings are?
An ugly old woman walked out next to the nun, among you is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there is an SSR, 5 SR, the rating of the system is never untargeted, the most peculiar thing is, I heard about S for the first time, I really want to get to know him, which of you has seen him?
The contestants were silent, huddled in the corners of their cages, like a flock of quails waiting to pluck their feathers.The sun soon climbed into the middle of the sky, and pitch-black crosses were erected in the town square.Iron cages were placed around the square, and the Templars carried out bundles of firewood.The crowd gradually gathered around, and they came with joy and costumes, as if some kind of festive New Year's Eve event was about to take place.The Black Death spread through towns and did not stop because the cages were filled.There were also many plots in the cage where NC was crying and begging for mercy, and the Templars tied them to the stake one by one.A high platform was placed in front of the square, and soon the nobles of the city arrived.The trial of witches is a sacred and solemn activity, and naturally requires all personnel to be dispatched.The bishop of the district put on his robe and stood at the front of the viewing platform, holding up the icon in his hand and reciting the prayer.The Templars quickly escorted a richly dressed middle-aged man to the entrance.Presumptuous, you untouchables, presumptuous!
I'm a duke!
The man roared, and there were still bleeding spots on his body that had not yet receded, and his eyes and tongue were not normally red.The bishop made a gesture of prayer with his hands and whispered: "Shut the mouth of this evil man."
The duke's shouts immediately turned meaningless, and the Templars tied him to the stake without changing their faces.The wicked witch used sorcery on the poor Duke, draining his noble soul and filling his body with demons.The bishop announced that the witch had infected the Duke with the plague, and then sent his witches to disguise themselves as doctors and infiltrate the Duke's palace and feed the Duke potions.Poor Duke, his soul has reached the Father, but we cannot sit idly by and watch the devil take possession of his body and do evil in his face, so today we will purify him and may he rest in peace.The townsfolk whispered, their eyes disgusted, and laughed heartily.In the past, it was the Duke who stood on the high platform to preside over the burning at the stake, but now that the feng shui is turning, he himself has to experience the sacred fire of exorcism.Ignite the fire, Hank.The bishop said.After a few moments, a knight nudged the silent chief knight.Fu Chongming was suddenly taken aback, he didn't expect that the bishop would actually use a private name instead of a title or position when addressing the chief knight.didn't have time to think about it, he immediately stepped forward and ignited the fire without hesitation, no matter how miserable the duke's struggle was, after all, it was just a dummy simulated by the light tower, so the defense officer had a clear priority, and the ignition was not soft.He tried his best to imitate the bearded knight's demeanor, but the muscles in his whole body tensed and he was ready, and he wasn't sure if that short cold scene of ten seconds would be considered an ordinary distraction.The duke soon turned into a noble match.The next witch suspect was brought to the high platform, and one of the Templars responsible for escorting him turned out to be Qin Aiai.She seemed rude to push the witch, but in fact she was just pulling him around.But the trembling man didn't seem to realize it.This is the man at the banquet who dances as an ugly widow.A young gentleman in the middle of the podium was politely saying, "Lady Jenny must be a witch who has bewitched me with witchcraft and tried to draw my young vitality into her black sorcery!"
Otherwise, why would such a young, decent and promising gentleman as me suddenly decide to marry such an old woman?
The male contestant trembled, probably never thinking that he would have the opportunity to meet a scumbag who cheated money.Her husband must have been killed by her spell!
Then ugly must be a magic failure!
I heard that witches have to bathe in the blood of young girls to become beautiful?
The malice of the crowd was infinitely magnified, the contestant Zhang Jian stood on the stage, the heavy iron rope fell so that he couldn't breathe, thousands of people pointed out, thousands of people scolded, and there was a strange sound of burning flesh and blood on the stake in his ears.Cold sweat blindfolded his eyes, fear clung to his heart, the tip of the knife against his back, the stench of the medieval streets made him shudder, and the laughing crowd seemed to remind him that soon you too would die as a lump of rotten flesh from the countryside, thrown into a stinking mass grave, pecked by crows.No one can save you, for this is the tragedy of the entire age, and there is nowhere to escape under the heavens.He thought in a trance, this is like a tower of light being lit, there is no place on earth where the tower of light does not shine, and outside the universe I'm sorry, human beings no longer have the universe.Even the Nameless Legion didn't return.Say, is this person your accomplice?
Answer me, and you can be forgiven.Through his sweaty eyelashes, Zhang Jian saw a smiling nun, and the Templars behind the nun grabbed a silent female contestant.The nun leaned into his ear: By the way, it would be better if you could tell me your and her ratings.Zhang Jian raised his eyes, and the female player had a blue R-grade logo on her chest.Qin Aiai's hand grabbed Zhang Jian's arm, and the man was strangely silent for a long time, and a vague syllable came out of his throat: r.Just r.The nun pouted, so who is that s?
Qin Aiai's hand tightened suddenly.The man's throat grunted twice, and he stared nervously and asked, "S, what is it?"
N gray r blue, SR purple SSR gold, apart from these four colors, what other colors have you seen?
The nun patiently explained, don't be afraid, I'm also a contestant, and I'm not an avid witch fan of the church, so I can't express the fiery emotions in my heart without burning it.Zhang Jian's breathing became rapid, and he looked at the nun like a savior: I, I want to live, if I say it, you will ask them not to burn me, right?
But what are you going to do to that person?
I've seen it!
It's red!
Another younger voice suddenly preemptively spoke, and Zhang Jian was startled, his eyes turned away with resentment and despair.Zheng Lin in the cage shouted: I can tell you who he is.The nun immediately skipped Zhang Jian and walked up to him, and her team members immediately opened the cage and dragged him out.It's Miss Duchess, the one named Louisa, whose real name is Lu Huaixing, and we're refreshed at an initial point.Zheng Lin said calmly, the number plate on his chest was red.The nun hummed and waved to her teammates behind her, and the exorcist immediately set off.Wait a minute!
Zheng Lin finally became a little more anxious, will you keep the agreement?
Of course.The nun nods and smiles softly, and you will be mercifully forgiven.I'm an SR player, can I join you?
Zheng Lin asked.The nun smiled and nodded his heart, but did not answer.Jiang Yi was rudely picked up and tied to the stake, Qin Aiai was so nervous that her armor was full of sweat, she pretended to be calm and took the second contestant to the stake, the contestant passed by Zhang Jian and Zheng Lin, scolded unceremoniously, and said: Conscience is fed to the dog!
One of the exorcists tilted his head unnaturally.Not all players who fall to the Tower of Light are admirers, and many still hate this unknown pillar of light as much as normal players for ruining their peaceful lives, but sometimes they can give in appropriately in order to survive.Knight, do they mean Miss Louisa?
The Templar asked.Fu Chongming pondered for a moment, then stepped forward and said: "Priest, don't listen to witches biting at will, Miss Louisa is already my fiancée, and this witch is obviously maliciously smearing a Templar's family in order to achieve their purpose of disrupting the order of the church!"
For a moment, all eyes turned to him.Chapter 26: As a Templar Chief, I was accused of witchcraft by my fiancée, and this matter concerns my knightly honor.Fu Chongming announced sonorously under the armor of his whole body, if you insist on saying this, you are challenging me!
He took a half-step forward and looked at the female contestants in the Exorcist team.There is only one woman among the seven Light Tower players, and she is also dressed as a knight at the moment.She was watching warily at the Templar interrupting the interrogation, when the chief knight suddenly took off his gloves and slammed them into her face.The female player subconsciously caught it.The chief knight raised his chin in a haughty and arrogant gesture and said, "Very good."
It's up to you when and where you want to go.The female contestant looked confused, and was so smoky that she vomited from the smelly armor and gloves.Why, aren't you a knight, don't you understand the etiquette of a duel?
The knight's chief urn shouted angrily, and not only the nobles around, but even the civilians in the audience showed disdain when they heard this.The nun at the head looked at Fu Chongming dangerously, and whispered to the team members: Ancient knight etiquette, throwing gloves at you means initiating a knightly duel, and you will express your willingness to fight when you take it.The female knight's face stiffened: Damn!
Can't you fight if you don't fight?
My ability is not hand-to-hand combat!
The nun's face turned dark: if you don't fight, you will die.A lively celebration of burning witches inexplicably burned into a knight duel.The final duel was scheduled for noon the next day, sword fighting.The Templars surrounded the Duke's Palace.The poor Duchess was martyred before it was dark, and at this moment the Duke's inheritance was completely a delicious cake, and countless eyes were staring at it, both openly and secretly.But it's a pity that the knight chief took the lead, and the forces in the shadows gritted their teeth and watched this rude martial artist treat the Duke's Mansion as his own home, and the servants are also accustomed to seeing the wind and steering, and the promising knight lord and the lonely young lady, who is the master is not clear at a glance.They didn't even ask, they went directly to the lady's room to lead the person, and very intimately cleared Miss Rowling, who was in front of the bed like an old hen.It's a pity that the follow-up in the house is too inconsistent with everyone's brains, the mighty knight grows like a mushroom in the farthest corner of the room, and the elegant and noble lady is peeling the fruit with a saber, if the knight dares to approach, this knife will not hesitate to change to the knight's skin.Sir, the floor is so cold!
Fu Chongming dragged out his long voice, with a half-truth and half-truth.The armor left by NC can definitely only be seen from a distance and cannot be heard closely, Fu Chongming wore it for a day and a night, and the result can be imagined.However, the spread of the epidemic led to a lack of food, insufficient intake of various nutrients, and many people suffered from varying degrees of night blindness.And there are seven exorcists waiting to grab the handle outside, and Lu Huaixing can't kick his fiancé out.Whoosh half an apple smashed over, Fu Chongming took out his knife and intercepted it accurately, and bit into his mouth with a smile.Sir, it's so sweet.Fu Chongming puffed out his cheeks and said.Lu Huaixing's low-grade fever is still continuing, and Jiang Yi's medicine is not much for him, and his current improvement depends on his strong physique.He asked, "What are you going to do with those seven people?"
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Fu Chongming chewed the apple and said calmly: Kill them all.The man on the bed turned to stare at him.Fu Chongming explained: The Sun Defense Officer has the right to execute.The implant on the officer's body doesn't just record the game, it also monitors the wearer.His words and deeds will be evaluated by the judge and the Legion when he returns to reality.The Light Tower Race is a chaotic world, where there are no legal rules, and people face unspeakable tests in extreme environments, and some people succumb to this game in order to survive.But the defense officers can't, there is no order here, then they have to carry the heavy order in their bodies.Lu Huaixing didn't break it, he snorted meaningfully, and joked: Twenty-eight-year-old old virgin is a little scary.Fu Chongming was choked for a while, and it took a long time to understand how Lu Huaixing came to this strange conclusion, and it was rare that he didn't reply at the first time, and he held back for a while before saying: Sir, why don't you be considerate of your subordinates and help me break a place?
No, I don't want to act in a small movie and be appreciated by the whole army.Fu Chongming leaned against the wall and adjusted a comfortable position, and laughed quietly: We have a two-hour deadline for closing at our discretion every week.