I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice Chapter 1935

"Master Xuanzang."

"What the hell is going on here?" Xuanzang Sanzang asked in confusion.

Guinevere said with a pale face, "Mr. Holy Apostle and Mr. Shiro are fighting."

"ah?"

Xuanzang Sanzang was taken aback for a moment. She had been traveling in Kamland for many days and knew that the Holy Apostle was the apostle of the Emperor of Heaven and the guardian of the empire. But why did the Holy Apostle fight with Fujimaru Shiro, the savior of Kamland?

besides……

"Please, may I ask this indescribable corpse, could it be..."

"Well, it's the father."

Sure enough...

Xuanzang Sanzang showed a sad expression. Although he could not stay longer because of his great cause in the west, it was rare to meet such a devout king who turned to Buddhism. As a result, his Buddhist doubts had not been answered, so he was smashed into meat sauce. It is so sad.

Xuanzang Sanzang showed compassion, sitting in meditation next to King Liao Dekuan's meat sauce, turning Buddhist beads in his hand, and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

"What are you doing, Master Xuanzang?" Guinevere asked anxiously.

"The poor monk is saving your father, Princess Guinevere."

"Extra? What does that mean?" Guinevere was full of doubts.

Xuanzang Sanzang was about to answer, but the lump of meat sauce next to her also made a puzzled voice: "Yes, Master Xuanzang. This king is also very confused, what does supersedation mean?"

"Yeah, you monster!"

Xuanzang Sanzang was so frightened that he died, and looked at King Liao Dekuan's meat sauce with a pale face, only to see that the bloody meat sauce almost returned to its original shape at the speed of the naked eye.

"Monster? What is that, Master Xuanzang?" King Liao Dekuan asked suspiciously.

"..."

Xuanzang Sanzang's face was livid, his eyelids twitched as he looked at King Liao Dekuan, with two words written all over his face

Fear.

Wu, Wukong, Bajie, Wujing... Help, I met a monster again as a teacher!

King Liao Dekuan didn't mind if Xuanzang Sanzang didn't answer him. He turned his head, looked at Guinevere, and asked nervously, "Guinevere, are you injured?"

"Thanks to my father's protection, I was not injured...but the Holy Apostle and Mr. Shirou are still fighting, we must find a way to stop them." Guinevere said anxiously.

"There is no way."

King Liao Dekuan shook his head: "Once the Holy Apostle of Pendragon fights with others, except for the order of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven and the prevention of other Holy Apostles, she can only choose to stop. Last time, she saw King Onik was upset and chopped him down for five hundred years."

"Isn't it? You must have remembered it wrong, King Liao Dekuan. I remember King Onik said that it seems to have been cut off for five thousand years, and the time of occurrence seems to be... thirty thousand years ago." At this time Under another piece of ruins, a pile of minced meat flowed out, making a sound. It was King Landrum.

"It seems to be, after all, it's been too long, and this king has forgotten a bit."

"Hahaha... In fact, this king is a little bit forgetful. Who would keep track of time when they have nothing to do?"

"how come……"

Guinevere looked worriedly at the intertwined light and shadow in the ruins.

King Liao Dekuan patted Guinevere's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Guinevere. This time, besides Pendragon Holy Apostle, there is also a Holy Apostle who is coming to Taylor Bill. As long as the Lord Holy Apostle arrives, everything will be settled."

Guinevere nodded, but she still looked worried.

"Speaking of...Master Xuanzang, your face is a little strange. Are you afraid? But what are you afraid of? Don't be afraid, this king is still waiting for Master Xuanzang and this king to explain Buddhism, such as that sentence What does it mean to save immeasurable, countless and boundless sentient beings like this, but no sentient beings can be saved.”

King Liao Dekuan looked at Xuanzang Sanzang with a wide and gentle smile as always, but Xuanzang Sanzang couldn't help shaking, and his pretty face gradually turned pale.

Wukong, there are monsters here, come and save me as a teacher!

...

Shirou shot straight at the head of the Holy Apostle Pendragon, he thought that the Holy Apostle Pendragon would avoid it, but he never thought that the Holy Apostle Pendragon would directly hit the gun.

Oops!

Shirou yelled in his heart, he didn't plan to kill the Holy Apostle Morgan Le Fay, but it was already too late to pull back, and with a "cha", the Great God declared that he would stab the Holy Apostle Pendragon directly from the eyes to the back of the head. Wear a pair.

Oops, oops... Now I have no way to face Sister Wang.

Thinking of this, the holy apostle of Pendragon, who was thought to be killed by him, swung his sword as usual and slashed towards him. Shirou subconsciously dropped his gun and jumped back, dodging over.

The Holy Apostle of Pendragon pulled out the declaration of the Great God that had been pierced through his head, and his face returned to its original state almost instantly.

Shirou: "... Immortal?"

"You, you're great!" The holy apostle of Pendragon's cheeks were reddish, bubbles were blowing all over his body, he looked at Shirou with moist eyes, and breathed out hot air: "The last time I was so happy was when I was ravaged by that assassin. Oops Now... the brain is going to be all your color. Let's start the second round, this time it's the right eye, or the hypothalamus, the heart...anywhere, come to pierce me, come to conquer me, come Ravage me."

Shirou: "..."

Although I know that this is the same individual as Wang Jie, but as expected...

Disgusting.

I don't know what kind of pleasant expression Sister Wang will show when she sees such a "her"? At least Morrigan probably buried her head like an ostrich, right?

It's just that I can't watch it anymore.

Looking at the holy apostle of Pendragon rushing towards him, at the moment when the invisible holy sword was about to decapitate his head, Shirou did not defend himself, and instead threw away the Great God Declaration in his hand.

The holy apostle of Pendragon, who was still full of idiots, shrank his eyes suddenly when he saw this scene, stopped in his tracks, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"do not fight."

"What?"

"I said, stop fighting."

"What did you say?" Pendragon Holy Apostle stared angrily, as if he just fell in love, but the other party stopped playing. This was neither up nor down, which made Pendragon Holy Apostle very uncomfortable.

"Your sword has no soul, no pride, and no fun at all. You who have been staying in this kind of low-level evil, must not understand what is called the collision of the soul, the high-level fun of the soul and the realm, right? Forget it , I won’t tell you anymore. I won’t fight low-level swordsmen, and when you find the soul in your sword, come to fight again.” Shirou turned his back.

Low level?

The Holy Apostle of Pendragon gritted his teeth and gripped his sword tightly, he was about to rush up and cut Shirou with a stride, to see if he could get out his gun.

However, as soon as she made such a move, Shirou said without looking back: "I won't fight back, if you want to stay in your low-level bad taste, then kill me now who won't fight back. "