028, accidentally become self-defeating

There were ten people in each, and a hundred people stood neatly outside the temple. Many passers-by stopped and looked at this side curiously.

Priest White was a nobleman of Marco Polo, who was on an equal footing with the city owner, Chester. At this time, when he saw his private mercenary regiment surrounding his territory, he was very angry: "What do you want to do! This is the temple, not a place where guys like you can show their power!"

The head of the mercenary regiment stepped forward, saluted him, and said seriously, "We have received a report that there are extremely dangerous people hidden in the temple, which is likely to be related to the vampire attack, so please make it convenient for us to go in and search."

Priest White was furious: "Are you kidding? How can there be dangerous people in the temple? You are simply blasphemous!"

The regimental commander turned a blind eye to his anger and turned to Yin: "This young lady should not be a member of the temple, chief priest, can you tell me who she is?"

Yin was about to answer when the chief priest White raised his hand to stop her: "Miss Yin is a member of our time and space control research association. She has just come from Wangdu and is my important guest."

The regimental commander showed a disdainful smile: "Time and Space Control Research Association? It's really funny that that kind of crooked thing hasn't been disbanded yet. Even if she is a member of your damn association, it can't prove that she is innocent. Miss, please come with us.

The chief priest White was completely enraged by him. He waved the wand in his hand, and a series of lightning exploded above their heads. The crackling sound made many soldiers squat down with their heads in their hands. But the regimental commander was obviously a person with some ability. He was not afraid of it. Instead, he laughed and said, "Since you are a priest, don't scare people with this half-tonic elemental magic. It's just a chicken rib existence, and you don't know how to keep a low profile."

The chief priest is really angry. He thinks that the relationship between the lord of the city and the priest seems to be quite bad. Usually, no one dares to contradict the priest. As clergy, they have a lot of gain magic and control magic, which is an important support for the combat effectiveness of ordinary mercenaries and even the army. To a large extent, it means that its own combat effectiveness will be weakened to nearly zero. For example, a hundred-person legion with five-star priests is likely to defeat the thousand-person legion with the same equipment, the same training intensity and no priest.

"Miss Yin," the chief priest White said to her in a low voice, "this group of guys are usually domineering in the city. Today we will join hands to teach them a good lesson. With my backing, they are not your opponents."

"Eh???" Yin also thought that she had heard it wrong and quickly explained, "I don't know magic!"

The chief priest White has pushed her forward, and his wand began to prepare magic: "It doesn't matter."

Yin almost cried: "I can't fight either!"

However, as soon as the other party saw the movement of Priest White, he knew that he was going to fight. They all pulled out their swords at their waists and put on a posture to fight. The leader looked at Yin with considerable interest and joked, "Oh? Finally angry? Well, catch the current situation, so as not to turn around and say that we are bullying others. Go!"

The fire burned to the buttocks. If you can't do it, you have to do it. Otherwise, you will be chopped into dried meat. Yin gritted his teeth and released Qiongqi again. The snow-white monster bathed in the "sacred blessings" thrown by the chief priest White. In an instant, the speed and strength soared, and more than a dozen in the blink of an eye, it had been thrown away. People.

However, the singing time of "Holy Blessing" is long and its effect time is short. Although Yin has not taken a magic class seriously, this kind of special magic repeatedly emphasized by the teacher is still more or less known. No matter how powerful the Qiongqi without the blessing of magic, he is not the opponent of the 100-person elite group.

But if Meng Jia is also released, it really proves that these people are extremely dangerous people.

Soon the "sacred blessing" became invalid. When Qiongqi rushed to a mercenary, he was stabbed by the regiment commander. The bright red blood splashed out. Qiongqi roared in pain, and Yin's heart was also mentioned. He was about to release Mengjia. A dark shadow rushed into the war like lightning, with lightning speed. After the regimental commander, all the people immediately stopped moving and looked at this side warily.

"Little Black! What are you running around when you have nothing to do? I have turned over half of the city and I haven't seen you!" As soon as he saw the black gallon, Yin's hanging heart was put back in his stomach. While stuffing Qiongqi back into the dimension, he blamed loudly.

The black gallon cut the arms of the mercenary commander and grabbed his throat with his right hand, as if he could kill him at any time. Hearing her angry scolding, he glanced at her and said, "You are the one who ran around."

The mercenary commander was almost out of breath by him, and he had to show off. He stared and ordered his mercenaries: "Don't go... report to the city owner!" The two mercenaries immediately turned around and ran away.

Blackcurrant firmly restrained him, so that he didn't even have room to move, and warned clearly word by word with a voice that could only be heard by each other: "Don't want to touch the person you shouldn't move, or you will lose your arms now."

His voice was not emotional at all. It was as cool as a sword. It only made people feel a coolness in the back. The arrogant regimental commander just now immediately realized that he was not his opponent and promised with fear: "I know, I know!"

Blackcurrant pushed it casually and gave it back to the coveting mercenaries. Those mercenaries wanted to rush up again, but they were all stopped by the regimental commander, and a group of people retreated in dismay.

"What a great young man, he moves so fast!" Priest White had long been displeased by the group of mercenaries. At this time, Blackcuron taught their regimental commander a lesson, which was equivalent to taking a breath for him. He was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth and praised them repeatedly. Blackcurrant's ears seemed to have an automatic filtering function for the words of praise. He stood in front of Yin with no expression on his face. .

Yin stood on two steps and could just look at him, so she put her hands on her waist and puffed her eyes and stared at him: "What do you mean by what you just said? It's me who runs around. As soon as I woke up, I saw that you were not in the warehouse, so I came out to find you."

Blackcurrant calmly stated the truth: "I've been out for less than five minutes, and you're gone."

Yin Yi choked and argued, "Then what did you run out for?"

The black gallon was silent and didn't seem to want to answer. An answer suddenly came to Yin's mind - maybe this guy is just looking for the corner for convenience? Suddenly, he felt extremely embarrassed and waved his hand quickly: "Forget it, I'm not right this time."

"Some people with bad intentions approached, so I went out to have a look." Blackcurrant's eyes swept to the chief priest standing aside, and then swept back indifferently and said.

Only then did Yin remember that there were outsiders next to him. It was really inconvenient to say his own affairs in front of outsiders. It turned out that he had misunderstood him... Well, but this kind of misunderstanding should not matter.

The Chief Priest White saw that they seemed to have finished talking and came over excitedly: "Young man, are you a gladiator? Tut, it's the first time I've seen such a good hand like you. You must have been very rigorously trained, right? Ordinary people can't do it so fast without magic..." Before he finished speaking, Blackcurrant glanced at him coldly and interrupted, "You're too noisy."

"...I said, be polite to older people." Yin saw that the chief priest was so depressed that dark clouds were about to rise on his head and criticized speechlessly.

Blackcurrant was indifferent: "It doesn't matter to me."

The chief priest White quickly waved his hand to each other and gave each other a step down: "It's okay. It's not a lot of words. What... Are you lovers? Talented and beautiful, hehe." There is nothing to say about it.

"Does it really look that similar?" Yin was powerless about this problem. She jumped down the steps and compared the height difference between herself and Blackcurrant with her hand. "No one will find a lover who is so taller than herself, right? You have to move a stool when you want to kiss.

The chief priest White laughed and waved his hand: "It makes sense. I made a mistake. I'm sorry." Then he said with a serious look, "The group of bullying guys just now have suffered losses in your hands. They will definitely wait for revenge. If you need help at any time, please come to the temple."

Yin had a good impression of the chief priest in front of her. When she heard him say so, she naturally agreed gratefully: "Thank you, chief priest."

"I don't need it. It's enough to have me." The black gallon refused at all, and even refused with a bad attitude.

After all, the chief priest is an elderly person. At this time, he has seen that the relationship between the two is subtle and indescribable, so he did not care about him and returned to the temple with a smile: "Well, please take care."

As soon as the door of the temple was closed, Yin turned around: "Xiaohei! If you don't appreciate the kindness of the chief priest, just say too much! If there is a chance, maybe we really have to turn to the temple. At that time, won't you feel ashamed?

Blackcurrant's eyes are cold: "As long as you don't run away from me without authorization, there will be that day."

Yin was enraged by his arrogant and unrepentant attitude and shook his hand and walked to the road: "I've had enough of you!"

Blackcurrant stood silently in place, looking at her irritable back and didn't keep up.

"Aren't you going to chase?"

On the steps behind him, Solandal, dressed in a black robe and holding a binocular telescope, appeared.

Blackcurrant didn't say a second word. If it was an ordinary person, his facial features would have been displaced long ago, but Solandal, who stood behind him, just used a telescope to steadily block the murderous attack.

"I said, instead of wasting energy and time on me, it's better to catch the kitten back," Solandal smiled and threw the telescope in his hand into a gospel. "If it's late, there may be only one skeleton left. Well, it would be too pitiful if that's the case."

Blackcurrant glanced at him coldly with the corners of his eyes: "Compared with that, what are you thinking about in this dress?"

Solandal turned around intoxicatedly: "It fits very well, doesn't it?" Then a treacherous smile appeared on his face, "It happens that I am also very interested in the control of time and space. The chief priest White will definitely welcome me very much!" With that, he raised his hand and knocked on the black wooden door of the temple.