Chapter 13 The Holy Power of Bondage

Chapter 13 The Holy Power of Bound

At night, the night sky is bright, the stars are shining, but there is no moon, and the earth looks dark...

Standing on the top floor of the building, the evening breeze blew with a deeper coolness, raising the long black hair with a familiar voice.

She was wearing a silver coat with a simple and capable white shirt inside. Under her body are jeans hot pants up to her thighs, revealing her slender straight legs that are almost perfect. Because the white high heels under her feet invisibly make the woman look taller and more beautiful.

Her skin is fair and slippery, and under the light, she can see the delicate facial features. It's strange to say that it's already night, but she is still wearing such brown sunglasses. It seems that even with such sunglasses, her vision at night will not be affected much.

Naturally, because of the sunglasses, the woman's complete appearance can't be seen clearly.

But compared with that pair of sunglasses, with the dancing silver coat, the silver pistol that appears from time to time can attract people's attention and curiosity. If it is right, the silver pistol should be 0.44 caliber *...

She stood on the edge of the top floor, as if she would fall from this frightening height as long as she took a step forward. If ordinary people stand on the edge of such danger, they will be scared. Instinctively, their legs are numb, and even a little dizzy, but this woman doesn't matter. She looks relaxed and natural, and there is nothing wrong.

She should have waited here for a while, and there were already a few white cigarette butts under her feet...

Then, just as she was about to order another slender lady cigarette, with the flash of the transmission array, after a dazzling white light, the man with silver hair quietly appeared.

"Ah!" Seeing the woman a few steps away, the white-haired man was a little excited, or he looked excited: "I really didn't expect that you would dare to come back..." The corners of his mouth rose slightly, showing a sneer that seemed to have no emotion: "Should I say that you are brave, or do you look down on the purple hunter too much?"

Seeing the white-haired man say so, the woman didn't say much. She just smiled and said, "The old man should not be able to take care of me for the time being." The corners of her mouth became more beautiful and charming: "... I mean, I really should be grateful to you for summoning the little angel so hard."

"...?" The white-haired man listened and was stunned for a moment. He thought he had done something hidden enough, but he didn't expect the beautiful woman in front of him to say a word. This made the white-haired man feel a little surprised, but some of these accidents were not taboo or cared, but a kind of disdain: "Uh..." He frowned slightly and thought about it gently: "Let me guess," he looked at the woman again: "... Did you come back desperately this time for the tasteless black? Hunter?

At this point, his eyes suddenly became very sharp, and such deep eyes seemed to see all the woman's thoughts clearly: "...how terrible," the white-haired man pretended to be surprised. No, no, no, he was really a little surprised: "You are actually in love with human beings..." He knew very well that the woman in front of him was What, what does it mean? In his opinion, it is incredible that a woman like her will fall in love with human beings. By the way, have you ever seen a hunter fall in love with prey?

Yes, it does take a certain risk to release the forbidden genius, but this does not mean that this risk is dangerous. On the contrary, Death believes that such an adventure is really reasonable. From beginning to end, from ancient times to the present, no human being can make him care so much. There is even a little crisis of being killed by him.

This makes Death feel very excited. I don't know how long it has been. Since Satan started the war with God, he has not been so excited. He likes this excitement very much. His blood is boiling, uneasy and full of expectations.

So, Death, with a smile, glanced at the woman in front of him: "Why do you ask like this?" His smile is full of self-confidence, and in this self-confidence, it is more of the infinite expectation that makes his blood boil: "...Shouldn't I use such a rare little angel?"

Speaking of this, he smiled implicitly, with a little mystery: "... I have always been quite interested in that forbidden genius," he was a little excited: "Do you know? The kind of resurrection that can break the rules makes people feel extremely excited just thinking about it..." He stared at the woman under him, with such hot eyes, as if he was looking forward to her understanding.

But it's a pity that at present, except for her confused and puzzled face, this woman can't understand the ambition of death at all.

This made Death feel sad. He originally thought that the woman in front of him would understand more or less, but he found that she was no different from others and could not understand his long-term pursuit.

Sad is sad, but Death soon smiled and seemed to be used to this incomprehensible pursuit: "...So," he looked at the woman: "...You came to me to tell me that I shouldn't use that little angel?" His intention is already obvious. If this woman really let him give up because of Lin, maybe he will cry, um, scared to cry.

Well, this woman doesn't seem to be naive enough to think that she can stop the madness of death: "I just think," she gave Death a good smile: "... It's not a good choice for you to let the little angel sign a contract with Lin." Her smile seemed more obvious and more indifferent: "... Because of the angel contract, he must have the power of holiness. What do you think the black hunter who is restrained by his own magic will do in that state?" She can imagine that the power of holiness has always had the attribute of restraining magic, just like magic is born to restrain the power of holiness. This kind of incompatible attribute will not change, and it is impossible to change. In other words, as long as Lin uses it properly, it is not impossible to use the power of holiness to restrain the counterattack of the three precepts. Even, because of the perfect tolerance of the third ring, Lin's breakthrough of Satan's ghost at that time has also become within reach. Understand that the third perfect bearing. After the retortion, what Lin has and controls must be the kind of scary purple magic...

In the face of such level magic, with the power of holiness, it is not as difficult as expected to break through the ghost.

This is what the woman in front of her cares about. She believes that the white-haired man in front of her must understand what that means. If Lin really breaks through the ghost, it is almost impossible for the man in Qinglong to come out. Even if he is free again, because of the [zero] seal array, plus Lin is absolutely scary. It is completely easy to 'pull' that person back into the green dragon.

These women all understand that she thinks that Death is also clear, and even feels that Death understands better than her. But the reality is that Death didn't seem to be worried about this at all. It seemed that there was no pressure: "There won't be such a chance," Death said quietly, "... Before that, the sealed guy in Qinglong must break through the seal." He seemed very confident. From the beginning, he didn't seem to worry about what women thought: "... Don't forget that the power of holiness and magic are mutually restrained in the first place. The black hunter will not have such an opportunity to break through the ghost. In fact, after the forbidden genius regains his freedom, Lin Yu will not have much now. Change."

"............" Seeing Death say this, what should a woman think of? Yes, magic and the power of holiness are mutually restrained, and it is precisely because of this that at the moment of zero movement, even if Lin wants to show magic, but because of the existence of the power of holy power, the reluctant magic must be purified, that is to say, Lin can do nothing about zero movement.

On this point, women can be sure, but what she can't be sure of is that with the power of holiness, Death actually said that Lin and there will be no change now.

At the beginning, she was a little stunned, but soon, when she was convinced that Death was not casual, she finally thought of the essence of the holy power, that is, the little angel.

She can imagine that perhaps the holy power of the little angel was bound by death from the moment he was summoned by death. In other words, the holy power that Lin has now will not help him break the ghost. No, no, no, whether it can help withstand the counterattack of the third precept is still very doubtful. Question.