Chapter 322 Night Trial

"Do you know who I am?" Han Yue raised her hand and motioned for the current dark saint to sit down.

"I know, you are the missing dark saint." Even if she was taken down by several elders, the saint still kept a smile, but in the face of the cold moon, the smile on her face disappeared and was replaced by restraint and uneasiness.

"That's good. I don't have to waste my tongue to introduce myself." A smile appeared on Han Yue's face. But this smile was seen by the Holy Lady, which was more terrible than the angry face of the cold moon.

"Do you need to know why I left you?" Han Yue had long known from the information of the Bloody Pavilion that the dark saint was intelligent, and she must have been aware of her purpose.

"Ha ha, what else can there be for? Isn't it just to ask for guilt?" The dark saint sneered and said that she had been aware of her fate, but she was let go.

"Yes, I'll keep you to make you guilty." Han Yue did not deny that Han Yue was not ready to let her walk out of this door alive.

"Criminal? What right do you have to do for me?" Hearing Han Yue's words, the dark saint jumped up from the chair as if she had been stepped on her tail.

"What? Do you think your behavior is not enough to determine your crime? Han Yue's face sank in vain.

"Well, what's wrong with me! I just want to take away the dignity of the saint who lost in response to you!" The dark saint didn't let it at all. She stood up and pointed to the cold moon and shouted.

"Okay, as you said, you forgot the chastity that the saint should maintain in order to regain her dignity. Excuse me, what is your dignity? You coerce the alternate saints to provide sex/erotic services to the scum in the Holy See, and even give them as gifts to those in power in the big family. How do you explain these? Han Yue's eyes became more and more evil. Thinking of those innocent girls, her anger couldn't help bursting out.

"Those sacrifices made just to regain the dignity of the saint, for the demon god of faith, for the dignity of the saint as the messenger of the demon god, even if they serve the tiger, they should feel happy." The dark saint argued.

"For the devil? For the dignity of the saint? I'm afraid not. I think it's for your own desire for power. The cold moon cut off the road coldly.

"You are slandering!" Her mind was suddenly exposed by Han Yue, and the dark saint panicked, but soon she regained her composure, and she took a bite back calmly.

"Well, if it weren't for your own selfish desires, why did you choose to collude with those families instead of contacting the court close at hand? I remember that it seems that you still ascended the position of saint with the support of the court. Han Yue directly exposed her lies.

"I... I..." Facing the questioning of the cold moon, the dark saint was speechless for a moment.

"You have nothing to say. Then I'll speak for you." Han Yue didn't give her time to think, and then took a step closer: "Your plan is to pretend to be the dark archbishop and take the opportunity to control or influence his forces. When you think the time is ripe, use the power of several families to secretly murder the dark archbishop, or cause any accident. In this way, you can master most of the power of the Holy See. You know that the elders will not obey you, so you didn't expect to contact the court. Am I right?"

"These are all your guesses. Can I be guilty of this?" The dark saint was asked by Han Yueyi, and she could only argue with no evidence.

"Don't worry, I'll show you the evidence." Han Yue calmly took out a sound crystal from her arms and put it on the table beside her.

Han Yue stretched out her hand and touched it gently on the sound crystal, which activated the message in the crystal, and a voice that made the dark saint unable to argue float out of the crystal.

"Relph, as long as you can help me achieve my goal, not only am I yours, but the whole Holy See will be yours."

"I just want you, and everything in the Holy See is not as good as you!"

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"Sylvester, if you can let the dark archbishop die unconsciously, the treasure of the dark archbishop is still up to you."

"Then I want you, will you give it to me?"

"Dadly, at that time, whatever you want will be up to you."

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"Shi Diwen, tell me honestly, which little girl do you like?"

"Beline."

"So it's Belinda, the little girl? That's easy. As long as you finish the task I gave you, she will be yours!"

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"What, do you want to listen to it again?" Han Yue tried her best to restrain her emotions. Although she had heard it once, she still couldn't suppress her anger and rushed up. "For the sake of selfish desires, you don't hesitate to sell your body, betray the alternate saint, and betray the interests of the Holy See!" Is this still what you call for the devil? For the dignity of the saint?"

"How can this be in your hands!" The dark saint looked at Han Yue and asked in horror. Then she suddenly realized something and immediately denied, "You made this up to slander me!"

"Is it made up by me? Soon I will let people confront you." Han Yue looked at the dark saint who looked like she couldn't die from the Yellow River, and couldn't help sighing that she was really hopeless.

"Your Highness, are you calling me?" An old voice came from outside the door.

"Yes, you come in." The cold moon raised his voice.

"Squeak!" The door was pulled open from the outside, and a cold wind blew in from the outside, making the dark saint shiver.

"Archbishop!" Seeing the white-haired old man coming in from the door, the dark saint shouted in disbelief.

"Yes, this evidence was given to me by the archbishop." Han Yue sneered.

"Did you know my purpose for a long time?" The dark saint raised her trembling right finger and asked the dark archbishop.

"Of course, otherwise, do you think those bishops are so easily bought by you?" The dark archbishop was taught by Han Yue that he had no temper, but in the face of the saint who was once his ** plaything, he was still arrogant.

"Now that you already know, why don't you expose me?" The dark saint asked in a hoarse voice.

"Reveal you? Is it necessary? You are just a bitch. Is it necessary to waste any effort for you? Unexpectedly, someone has already handed it over to me for the seamless plan you thought you had arranged. Do you know why I haven't touched you in the past few months? Because I've been tired of you being such a bitch with thousands of people riding thousands of people. You may not know it yet. Since last month, do you feel that it is easy to attract people around me? Let me tell you, it's all under my sign. They specially accept your solicitation. It's good to sleep with different men, isn't it?" The more the dark archbishop said, the more complacent he became, and he did not find that the dark saint's eyes were full of frightening madness.

"I'm going to kill you!" The dark saint finally couldn't help bursting out. She rushed to the dark archbishop like a shrew and bit him.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The dark archbishop screamed repeatedly, and his clothes were torn to pieces by the dark saint, and his face was scratched with blood on his nails. In order to avoid the dark saint without a crazy tiger, he dodged around in the narrow room.

The dark archbishop, who has abolished his own cultivation, is no different from ordinary civilians. Although the dark saint's cultivation has also been sealed, she has now become crazy and is completely desperate to attack, where the body of the dark archbishop can resist.

"Help! Your Highness! Help!" The dark archbishop, who had nowhere to escape, fled to the seat where Han Yue was sitting, but was blocked by a layer of mist in front of Han Yue and bounced back.

Han Yue hated him for blaspheming the saint, and coupled with his previous insult to the dark saint, if he hadn't promised to forgive him for his death, I really wish I couldn't kill him with my own hands. Now it's lucky to see that he was chased and run away by the dark saint. He didn't fall into the well. How can he help him?

"Where are you going this time?" The dark archbishop who was bounced back was caught by the dark saint who chased behind him. She grabbed the dark archbishop's neck and said viciously.

She was thrown to the ground by the dark saint, and her neck was strangled to death. The dark archbishop struggled desperately, danced his hands and feet, and greeted the dark saint. She had no choice but to let him struggle. She just didn't relax her hands on the neck of the dark archbishop.

Seeing that the dark archbishop's breathing gradually weakened, his eyes began to turn white, as if he could not take a breath and was about to return to the sky. A trace of joy suddenly flashed in the eyes of the dark saint who thought she had gone crazy.

"Peng!" Before the joy in the eyes of the dark saint came, she felt that a huge force bounced her up from the ground, flew back directly, and hit the wall of the room.

At this last moment, Han Yue took action. She just wanted the dark archbishop to suffer a little, but she didn't mean to kill him. After all, he is an indispensable protagonist in tomorrow's Zen ceremony.

"You don't have to pretend to be crazy. Your crime is clear and the evidence is conclusive. The only thing waiting for you is the sanctions of the demon god. Han Yue looked at the dark saint sitting in the corner of the wall and said.

"No!" Looking at the three pairs of wings stretched behind Han Yue and the same shape as the statue of the demon god, the dark saint also knew what would greet her next, and she shouted hoarsely.

"soul sanctions!" Han Yue was not moved at all and clearly spit out four syllables. A black lightning shot out of her forehead, right in the middle of the dark saint's eyebrows. The dark saint, who was still shouting, suddenly calmed down.

The frightened look in the eyes of the dark saint also faded in an instant, replaced by a gray color. In a blink of an eye, the gray color spread to her whole body, and she maintained her pre-death movements and turned into a statue.

This is a statue of shame. It will be placed in the center of the Holy Lady's Hall forever, always reminding the future dark saint not to make the same mistake.