Chapter 1491 Staccato Harp

Chapter 1491 Staccato Harp

"I'm going out, am I going out,"

Li Na stayed at home for another three days, during these three days, Qin Chao was very strict with her, even forbidding her to go fishing.

She really couldn't bear it, so she had no choice but to find Qin Chao for a while.

"Brother Qin... Please... I really want to go out... I'm going to go out of my way,"

Li Na pulled Qin Chao's arm and kept shaking it.

"No, really no, last time I was almost in danger, this time it will definitely not work,"

Qin Chao flatly refused.

"You said you were in danger last time, but why don't I know anything?"

Li Na was very wronged.

If you can't go out, you will kill yourself.

Li Na felt that if she stayed for another two days, mold would really grow on her body.

"Last time in the car, you fell asleep because you were too tired, so you didn't know what happened next, it was really dangerous,"

Qin Chao stroked Li Na's hair, "You know you are very important to me, so I don't want you to be put in danger again, so, listen to Brother Qin, don't go out until the matter is resolved, okay? , "

It was really too dangerous last time.

Qin Chao felt that he could not let Li Na go free until he had completely settled the affairs of the West.

At least, Michael and Xila must be killed.

"Brother Qin hates you the most, I will ignore you,"

Seeing that she failed to act like a baby, Li Na angrily turned her head and walked out, returning to her room.

Qin Chao sighed.

Even if Li Na doesn't understand herself well now, it's okay, as long as she can be safe.

He stood up and glanced out the window.

There were many bodyguards in black standing outside, constantly patrolling the yard.

But these are not ordinary bodyguards, they are all elite disciples of Rakshamen.

This time, the Qin Dynasty and the Roman Church are really on the bar.

If he didn't kill Michael and Sira, he wouldn't have the energy to do other things.

But the top priority now, besides killing Michael and the others, is to wake up Baotong as soon as possible.

Being able to obtain the power of time is also a great help to Qin Chao.

At least, the next time Sira wants to escape, the magic circle will be useless.

Slow down ten times and see how they escape.

Qin Chao sat there cross-legged, constantly cultivating the power of God.

His power itself is running autonomously, and now he is mobilizing himself, and the speed is faster.

And his five dragon girls are also constantly helping him cultivate in the small universe.

"Mr. Qin,"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the ear.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a woman in a black dress.

noob.

She stood beside Qin Chao, with a spider thread attached to her finger.

Another section of the spider silk was tied to a wounded man.

The man was quite embarrassed, his clothes were dilapidated, and his eyes were a little muddy.

"Mr. Qin, I used the spider silk puppet technique on him. Under the control of my spider silk, he can neither attack nor commit suicide. If you have any questions, Mr. Qin, you can ask them now,"

What Xiaobai caught was an angel.

This was Qin Chao's order, because Han Bing also cut off the news from Michael.

Now if you want to know the whereabouts of those people, you can only use other angels.

"Well, I'll find someone more professional to inquire,"

As Qin Chao spoke, he raised his voice and shouted.

"Han Bing, show me the speed,"

"Come here, uncle is always so domineering,"

The air fluctuated a few times, and then a black smoke came out.

The black smoke slowly turned into human nature, and a red-haired woman wearing a bath towel and still steaming on her body fell to the ground with her bare feet.

"He's obviously still taking a bath, so the uncle is looking for him,"

Han Bing was wrapped in a bath towel, showing his bumpy figure.

Qin Chao didn't expect this girl to be taking a bath, so he stayed for a while.

"Why, Uncle, is she nice?"

Han Bing twisted his waist twice, then put his hands on the bath towel, as if to open it.

"Would you like to see more?"

"Don't mess around, it's business now,"

Qin Chao stared.

This girl is typical of pushing her nose to her face.

"Okay, okay, I'm just joking,"

Han Bing curled his lips, and then said, "It seems that uncle is not interested in other people's bodies."

"I'm impatient..."

Qin Chao's voice became slightly colder.

Now is not the time for jokes.

It's not the time to be shady either.

The angel's problem must be solved immediately.

"Okay, okay, uncle is losing his sense of humor more and more,"

As Han Bing said, he looked at the angel kneeling on the ground.

She seemed to feel uncomfortable standing, so she just lay down and looked at the angel.

And the perfect curve behind her, her raised buttocks, were only slightly covered by the bath towel.

A large swirling arc appeared in Qin Chao's line of sight.

Faintly, it seems that a little grass can still be seen.

Mahler Gobi, it's already this time, this dead girl is still seducing me.

Qin Chao really wanted to kick Han Bing downstairs.

But Han Bing is a professional after all, and she is needed now.

Forget it, just sacrifice a little hue.

Alas, it's not easy for a man, I am really great.

"Come, come, little angel, take a quick look at me,"

Han Bing said to the angel.

"Bah, shameless dirty dirty thing, stay away from me,"

As if awakened by Han Bing's voice, the angel's eyes regained a little clarity, and when he saw the female demon at close range, he couldn't help scolding immediately.

"Ah, it's come to this point, but you still have such a backbone,"

Han Bing laughed, "Dear little angel, do you know why uncle called me to communicate with you?"

"Go away, devil,"

"It seems that I can't understand Mandarin, well, let me tell you the reason myself,"

Han Bing said, stretched out a finger, and tapped the angel's forehead.

"Because, I can torture you,"

Although the angel's bright holy flame has a restraining effect on the dark flame, the level of an ordinary little angel is far worse than Han Bing, the seven monarchs of hell.

Han Bing's dark flames poured into the angel's body perfectly.

"Ahhhh,"

Corroded by the flames of darkness, the angel kept wailing in pain.

"Damn it, you, you kill me,"

The angel yelled while enduring the severe pain.

"Oh, oh, look at you, why do you say that,"

Han Bing stretched out his finger and hooked the angel's chin.

"I know, you are very proud, very lofty, and angels are so awesome, but you should also know that if the flame of darkness is strong enough, I can wash away your soul and make you a beautiful fallen Angels...hehe, compared to hypocritical angels, I still prefer fallen angels."

"You dare, you might as well kill me,"

Become a fallen angel.

How can this proud angel stand it.

That was the greatest insult to him.

"Murder is too violent, how can it be suitable for a cute girl like me?"

Han Bing smiled coquettishly again, "Only the uncle doesn't know how to appreciate other people's cuteness."

"Demon, go away or kill me,"

"It seems that you really can't understand Mandarin,"

Han Bing's face turned cold, "Very well, I don't have much patience, I'll just turn you into a fallen angel, and then torture you, one day, you can't help but confide everything,"

As she spoke, her fingers touched the angel's forehead again.

The black light instantly wrapped around the angel's body.

"I don't want to, ah ah, I don't want to,"

The angel was in great pain, but he couldn't move, because his body was controlled by Xiaobai's spider silk.

Soon, a pair of white wings popped up from behind him.

On the pair of white and flawless wings, after a while, some black feathers slowly grew.

"Look quickly,"

Han Bing stretched out his hand, pulled out a black feather, and shook it in front of the angel.

"What a beautiful black feather, don't you also like it very much?"

"No, you kill me, just kill me,"

The angel shed tears in pain.

"I said that things like violence are not suitable for a cute girl like me, but if you are willing to explain everything, the uncle next to me should be willing to sympathize with you and give you death,"

"I said, I said... don't let me become a fallen angel..."

Fall, to these proud angels, is more terrifying than death.

Especially for a high-ranking angel, his white wings are the pride of his life.

"Well, go ahead,"

Seeing Han Bing nod to himself, then step aside and sit cross-legged, Qin Chao finally spoke.

"Michael, and Sira, where are they?"

"They... in the temple..."

"Shrine,"

Han Bing exclaimed, it seems that she knew the place, "What are they going back to the temple for?"

"They, they are going to fetch the staccato harp left by Father God..."

The angel simply said it all, "The staccato harp...only the power of Lord Xila can activate it...so, they went to the temple..."

"not good,"

Han Bing suddenly turned pale.

"What's wrong,"

Qin Chao didn't understand what the staccato harp was, an artifact, an artifact of the West.

"The staccato harp is a taboo artifact left by God, and it has been sealed in the temple,"

Han Bing's forehead also began to drip cold sweat, "If Xila gets the staccato harp, he can use the power of the harp to go back to the past..."

"return to the past,"

Qin Chaoxin said, time travel.

"It's time travel..."

Han Bing took two deep breaths, "Uncle, think about it, if he went back a few years ago and directly killed you as an ordinary person...then, would there still be Qin Chao now?"

Han Bing's words directly stunned Qin Chao.

"What,"

"We go to the temple at once,"

Xiaobai said without hesitation.

"The temple is in the God Realm, you think it's Hong Kong, just get a Hong Kong-High Pass and go,"

Han Bing shouted immediately, "There is only one way for a mortal to go to the God Realm,"

"What,"

"die,"