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Chapter 72

The elves have a cure for the disease?Baitang frowned: "What's going on?"

Although Baitang treats people mildly, he still has a dignified air that has been bathed in divine light for many years. At this time, he suddenly became serious, and John immediately replied: "I don't know the specific situation, but I just heard that the race that believes in the Goddess of Life I have never been sick, you know, the town of Iris is located on the border, so I know more about the information on the mainland."

Glancing at the empty street outside the window, John sighed worriedly: "Many people in the town have died of the red moon disease, and even during the day when the disease is almost non-existent, few people come out to walk around."

"If this delay continues, the townspeople in these small towns may turn to believe in life..." As if realizing his gaffe, John immediately closed his mouth and forced a smile, "But now that you are here, sir, the Goddess of Light must And come here to guide her followers out of the mist."

"May the goddess be with you and me," Baitang changed the subject after routinely praising the goddess, "Please also post a notice outside the church, saying that I am willing to provide free medical treatment for the townspeople."

"Free diagnosis and treatment?" John was startled, "But that will attract many townspeople, sir, your magic power..."

"It's okay," Baitang smiled reassuringly, and said seriously, "I will leave the rest to you, Priest John."

Accurately holding the doorknob, Baitang walked out slowly. If the race in the Goddess of Life camp is not cured, it means that the red moon disease is probably caused by the elves secretly.

After all, besides Li Ziwei who is a player, Baitang couldn't think of anyone else who could get such a destructive bloody aura.

Following his breath, he found Lawrence, and the other party was guarding the door of his room as he guessed. After thanking him with a smile and signaling that the other party did not need to guard him anymore, Baitang opened the door and entered his room.

With the rapid expansion of the field and the analysis of the surrounding situation, Baitang sat casually at the table, thinking about how to make the next treatment grand.

"That little knight of yours is loyal," Xie Qiao, who was leaning against the bed and waiting to be coaxed, said dissatisfiedly, seeing that Baitang had no intention of speaking, "It's been so many years, this deity has never climbed through the window since he was born."

"There is a first time for everything." Baitang poured himself a glass of water, and suppressed the corners of his mouth that gloated, "Lawrence is also responsible."

"I see that he is interested in you." Teng stood up and took the chair next to Baitang. Xie Qiao reached out and grabbed Baitang's cup and took a sip, but he didn't know that he was childish like a child who hadn't grown up at the moment, "Look I don't know, but the way he looks at you is different from other people's."

The joy he felt every time he saw Baitang was very much like his joy after stealing incense and jade.

Unless it contains too vivid emotions, Baitang really can't distinguish something with such delicate eyes, and has nothing to refute. Baitang can only follow Xie Qiao and say, "So what if it's different? The Holy See's restrictions are here. Any believer Don't dare to violate it."

Not to mention that he, the high priest, belonged to the Goddess of Light physically and mentally, and even the lowest priests in the Holy See had nothing to do with love in this life.

If not, Kobia would not want to pass on the next Pope to his picked child.

"But this deity just looks uncomfortable," snorted coldly, Xie Qiao crossed his arms, "No, this deity has to ask you for some compensation."

Guessing that there was nothing serious in this person's head, Baitang silently tilted his head: "Childish."

"Naive? My lord host, is this just to allow state officials to set fires and not allow people to light lamps?" Putting down the glass, Xie Qiao deliberately mentioned the past of Baitang's drunkenness before, "I don't know which kitten it is. The identity of a little girl is extremely wronged."

"That's because I was drunk." Clearing his throat, Bai Tang made up his mind to stay away from alcohol, "I won't do it next time."

"Don't, don't, I prefer you to be honest when you're drunk." Xie Qiao glanced at Baitang who was sitting upright, and chuckled, "You're awkward."

Obviously caring that he cared terribly, but he just pressed himself in his heart and refused to say anything.

If the two hadn't had the opportunity to get to know each other day and night because of the game, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to see through Baitang's softness hidden under his desireless appearance.

I thought that the other party was going to lash out at me again, but after waiting for a few seconds, Xie Qiao didn't wait for Baitang to open his mouth. His slender and slender right hand was clenched into a fist and trembling slightly on the table. Xie Qiao pulled the other party to face himself: "Tangtang?"

The bright red blood slid down the corners of Baitang's eyes and smeared a little on the soft white cloth. Baitang bit her lower lip tightly, as if she was enduring great pain.

He and Baitang stayed in the memory for more than ten years. Xie Qiao certainly knew how much Baitang's tolerance for pain was. Now that the other party can show such an out-of-control expression, Baitang must be in extreme pain at this time.

"Tangtang?" Xie Qiao took off the cloth strip that was in the way, looked at Baitang's trembling eyelashes stained with blood, and his voice trembled a little, "Are you okay? Don't scare me."

"It's okay." Wishing to dig a hole out of the table, Baitang took a deep breath, and finally let go of his disfigured lower lip, which was ravaged by his teeth, "The chain... seems to have been touched by something. "

He could feel that the four normally peaceful divine powers were constantly shrinking, as if they were going to get into his eyes, but he hadn't made any unusual actions before, and he didn't have the ability to trigger suddenly conditions of divine power.

Xie Qiao, who had never considered how to save someone before meeting Baitang, looked at the blood that kept slipping from the corner of the other's eyes. For the first time, he felt that the bright blood color he loved was so dazzling. Right hand, try to prevent the other party from hurting yourself further.

He couldn't save Baitang, he was born to represent killing and destruction, even if he could control his blood evil spirit well, he couldn't provide Baitang with any help.

The aura is killing and destroying, and if it enters any body other than him, it will wreak havoc, not to mention that he is being plotted against by Li Ziwei now, even if there is a connection between the soul and the soul, Xie Qiao dare not rush out of his aura.

"Thank... Xie Qiao," Baitang said with a trembling voice as he squeezed Xie Qiao's hand tightly, "cut it off."

Even if he completely wraps himself in the domain, he can only temporarily slow down the shrinkage of his divine power. If he still wants to keep his eyes, he must use external force to destroy them.

"Everything... can be cut, Lord Yaodao, don't let me down."

Looking at Bai Tang who was in pain and remained calm, Xie Qiao didn't know whether he should be angry or distressed. He stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the flexible waist hidden under the sacrificial robe. Xie Qiao lowered his head and kissed Bai Tang after a long absence. Tang's lips.

The rust-like smell of blood gradually spread in the mouths of the two of them. Baitang used his remaining rationality to fully activate the domain, and the demon knife Qingyue in the Ghost Valley blew long and loudly, and then broke free from the restraint of the altar below him with a "buzz".

The red light that pierced the sky was fleeting, and the body and spirit that had been separated for thousands of years merged again, and a simple but strange demon knife emerged out of thin air, with the point of the knife steadily pointing at Baitang's left eye.

"Do it." Without Xie Qiao's support, Baitang's footsteps softened, and he barely supported the table with his hands. He opened his eyes resolutely, not caring that the sharp knife tip was about to hit his eyeballs.

The demon knife buzzed, and the blade trembled slightly. Although he could not see the appearance of the demon knife, Baitang said as if he understood what the other party was thinking: "The ghost valley demon knife is a rational killing. chopping stuff, isn't it?"

"Xie Qiao, I believe in you."

The clear and warm sky suddenly became cloudy, and there were bursts of thunder, and there was a faint sound of a young man knocking on the door outside the door, and he was still yelling "Master Sacrifice" in worry.

"Crack."

The lightning that could illuminate the entire sky slammed down, and the black demon knife was surrounded by light blue electric current, but it still stably slashed at the young man in front of him.

The terrifying power that seemed to be able to destroy the entire world was precisely condensed into two small red lights, and then lightly landed on the two places where the shackles met in the young man's eyes.

Lightning, thunder, and wind and rain, the man kneeling in front of the goddess statue in the church fell to the ground in horror, muttering "the birth of a devil" in his mouth, while Barokaya, who was thousands of miles away, a blonde Looking at the shattered crystal in his hand, the beautiful elf spat out a mouthful of blood in disbelief.

"It broke," Li Ziwei murmured regardless of the blood on the corner of his mouth, "He actually broke the shackles of the God of Order."

"Baitang and that weird parasite, what are their backgrounds?"

The statue of the Goddess of Life carried by Li Ziwei as a keepsake of the elf queen was silently standing on the table. She stood quietly behind Li Ziwei, her stone eyes watching her people kindly and compassionately.

Whether it is the capital of God or the Holy See, the atmosphere is as peaceful as ever. People live their little days happily or sadly. No one knows what happened in the distant Iris Town, except for the elf queen who secretly triggered everything in the Holy See.

"The situation that my brother expected really happened..." Li Ziwei coughed up the last mouthful of suppressed blood in her chest, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corner of her mouth, the golden crystal representing order fell to the ground, but it could no longer arouse Li Ziwei's slightest panic. Notice.

"Paying such a high price, I can never make a wedding dress for someone else." There was a flash of struggle in Li Ziwei's eyes, and Li Ziwei looked up in the direction of Yuanwei Town, "Baitang, don't blame me for being cruel."

"This game, I must win."

The author has something to say: update, update, Tangtang is about to recover, but new challenges are on the way.

At about two o'clock in the second watch, I am used to coding late at night. Thank you little angels for your hard work. You can watch it tomorrow morning.

Comparing hearts every day, okay?