Chapter 719 The Light of the Green Sun

After another shotgun push that combined cutting-edge technology and the essence of war, the severely injured Nue fell to the ground and could no longer get up.

But just when Huaishi was about to pull the trigger again, she discovered that there was no bullet in the gun chamber.

There was an awkward little click.

Immediately afterwards, the Feiyuan Demon screamed shrilly, and several different afterimages separated from the surging darkness, rushing towards Huai Shi with fierce poison.

Huai Shi instinctively wanted to open the Bone Burial Sanctuary. After reacting, his movements stopped for a moment, and he had lost the gap to avoid.

The Fei Yuan Demon is already close at hand.

The sharp wings gathered together, the knife wheel chopped, the meat grinder aimed at him and opened the entrance, and couldn't wait to embrace him in his arms!

On the top of the mountain, Lawrence frowned, raised the cigarette butt in his hand, and pointed it at the head of Feiyuan Demon from a distance - amidst the surge of source matter, a wisp of frost lingered on the firelight.

The Ten Disasters of Green Day.

——Frost and hail disaster!

The calamity power borrowed from the distant border rested on Lawrence's fingertips, a terrifying power that was enough to annihilate any fourth-level ascendant with one blow.

ready.

But at that moment, he saw Huai Shi raise her hand, swung the shotgun that had no bullets in her hand, and pointed it at Feiyuan Mo's head.

Smash it!

There was a loud roar, fragments of wooden boards and bent barrels flew into the air, and blood splashed.

The brutal force completely exploded in this blow. Before the barrel shattered, it passed through the gap between the blade wheels and poured all of it onto the stunned face.

Dark, sudden.

The brain had difficulty functioning in the turmoil and fell into a short-term sluggishness and rigidity. All separated phantoms dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi threw away the weapon with only half the barrel left in his hand, aimed at that face, and punched with all his strength!

Now, in the over-limit state, this strike, which is a basic application among drummers, already has the essence of Luo Lao Liu.

The drums of heaven beat, the thunder thundered.

Amidst the loud noise, the Feiyuan Demon flew out upside down. It was no longer able to maintain its transformed state. The unconscious sublimated person fell to the ground, making no sound anymore.

"That's it?"

In the hustle and bustle that was gradually ending, Huai Shi glanced at the Feiyuan Demon on the ground for the last time, then raised his foot and kicked Nue on the head, knocking him down completely.

Finally, he turned around and walked towards the wreckage of the motorcycle, rummaged through it, found the dusty hot water bottle, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Patted the dust and oil on it.

Fortunately it wasn't damaged.

This is the soup he cooked for a long time last night...

Just like that, he reached out and opened the last car door, raised his mask with his pusher, and smiled at Mifune Ryoma who looked stupid behind the car door.

He picked up the hot water bottle in his hand.

"Dalang... cough cough."

Huaishi said softly: "Well, Mifune, my sister-in-law is worried about your poor health recently. She is afraid that you will be exhausted from spreading your faith and cultivating believers every day... I specially made a bowl of chicken soup for you and asked me to deliver it as soon as possible."

Reaching out, amidst Mifune Ryoma's screams, he removed the old monkey's jaw, tilted the water bottle, and got closer little by little: "Come on, let's get it hot."

The scalding hot soup that had just come out of the pot was poured into his heart instantly, causing Mifune Ryoma to feel waves of scalding heat and severe pain despite being paralyzed by the banned drug, and he screamed heartbreakingly.

But immediately, the heat in the fragrant chicken soup spread and exploded instantly, evolving into countless strange and wonderful illusions that were far better than all forbidden drugs, engulfing him.

Sweet dreams come in an instant.

Devouring his consciousness inch by inch.

After pouring every last drop of the bowl of chicken soup into his stomach, Mifune Ryoma rolled his eyes and fell unconscious.

"Is this the end?"

Outside the car, Lawrence, who didn't know when he appeared here, sighed, put out the cigarette in his hand, and couldn't understand: "So, what on earth did you ask me to do?"

You can handle this damn thing by yourself, why don't you bring me along to do it together?

Catching jellyfish?

"Look what you said, we are all Green Suns, so of course we should help each other!" Huai Shi replied seriously, "It's not good to be alone all day long. Let's participate in outdoor activities together and enhance our friendship. How can we just Nothing to do?"

Lawrence just wanted to roll his eyes and ignore him.

"Is there anything else? If nothing happens, I'm leaving..."

"No, it wouldn't be nice to leave now!"

Huaishi subconsciously looked around, trying to find something that would allow Lawrence to feel a little involved.

When he saw the fainted Mifune and his shirtless figure under his floral shirt, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Ahem, um... can you draw?"

Lawrence looked over in confusion, for a long time, then nodded: "You know a little bit."

"Then leave it to you."

Huai Shi fumbled in his pocket for a long time, took out a marker and handed it over, pointing at Mifune on the ground: "Look, aren't you going to vent your anger on the boss of the Qianba family? Such a difficult task, of course, depends on the seniors. Got it!"

"..."

Lawrence lowered his head and looked at Mifune's bare upper body, and couldn't help frowning, but looking at the marker in Huai Shi's hand, he couldn't help but feel itchy.

What great material!

Originally, he didn't want to pay attention to such nonsense, but no matter... The days when he just debuted and spray-painted anti-Astronomy Society slogans everywhere in London were so wonderful.

A painter's heart begins to jump with excitement.

Especially when Huai Shi smiles so sincerely and looks forward to it so much, it's hard to put a damper on the couple's minds... Just draw two strokes, what are you afraid of?

Just give it a try!

Come all come...

With this thought in mind, Lawrence, who was going crazy as a teenager, took the marker and looked at Mifune's body.

Tentatively, I drew a stroke, then another stroke, and another stroke... When I realized it, a crooked thing was already painted.

At first glance, he still looks pretty good, and his strength has not deteriorated after so many years. Lawrence was immediately relieved: "How about this?"

"It's good, but it lacks a little color and charm."

Huai Shi took the pen, bent down and began to fill in the blanks next to it: "Look, if you do this, if you do this, if you do this again... doesn't it feel much better?"

Lawrence's eyes lit up: "You can add a little here too!"

"Then if that's the case..."

After a long time, the fainted Feiyuan Demon on the ground let out a hoarse groan and was about to wake up.

The two people who were immersed in artistic creation finally finished the work perfectly.

Lowering their heads to look at the jointly completed artistic creation, the two looked at each other and nodded with satisfaction.

Can't help but give high fives.

Thumbs up!

The drone in the sky quietly overlooked the whole process, watching the people in the Huazhi group leave without looking back. After a long time, the Feiyuan Demon woke up, awakened Mifune and Nue on the ground, and fled away in fear.

"That's it? That's it?"

Chiba Ryuuji, who was in front of the screen, clicked his tongue in displeasure and raised his eyes: "You old guy, you're just fooling me like this? If you ask me, the wastes of the Paper Group are useless at all, and they don't even dare to kill anyone. , what else is there to do?

"Don't worry."

Sheng Tianmu patted his fan to comfort him: "Isn't this not over yet? The Paper-Happy Group promised me that they will definitely bring shame to the alliance and so on. You have to have some trust in young people, right?"

Before he could finish speaking, the drone screen suddenly went black.

The old man froze in place. Before he could feel the embarrassment, the screen lit up again.

This time, it has been switched to the Illumination Church's trust...

By the time Ryoma Mifune and his party fled to the letter office in Kyoto in embarrassment, it was already half an hour later.

Before the panting Mifune Ryoma could speak, the messenger from the Pope reminded him coldly: "Chief Priest Mifune, you are late. The ceremony has already begun, and because of you, the saint has already given half an extra lecture. It’s hours.”

"Something happened on the road! I was attacked! Attacked!"

Mifune's panicked defense was interrupted by the messenger before he could finish speaking.

"Since it is still intact, it proves that the problem is not serious. The Holy Lord's decree says that you should come on stage as soon as possible." The messenger reminded coldly: "You should know how important this Dharma festival is to us.

This is the third time the Holy Master has urged her, and she is very annoyed, very annoyed—"

In the silence, Mifune swallowed dryly and nodded frantically.

"Give me another three minutes, just three minutes..."

He had to tidy up again, otherwise with this dirty look, let alone preaching and preaching, people would probably call him begging if he walked up to it.

After hurriedly changing clothes in the bathroom and washing his face and hands, he became the solemn messenger of light again.

Regardless of the level of his character and what he has done before, being able to climb to the position of chief priest as an ordinary person is enough to prove Mifune Ryoma's talents.

No matter what happened, once he entered the state, his mood quickly calmed down, away from panic and anxiety. Even his hatred for the attackers was forgotten.

Taking over the delicate and solemn scepter from the assistant's hand, he once again transformed into the projection of the Holy Spirit in the human world.

As soon as I walked into the backstage, I heard the female voice at the front desk full of tenderness and compassion.

"As the saying goes, when is the time to retaliate? When you pick up the knife, original sin has already eroded your soul. Only forgiveness and an equal heart can lead us through discrimination and prejudice, human original sin and karma - —”

On the podium, the holy lady, dressed in plain robes and full of compassion, raised her hands and called out to the believers and listeners:

“Put down your knives and hatred, O faithful believers, join hands with our former enemies, board the boat of love, and sail through the sea of ​​suffering in this world.

No matter how cold the world is, it will become as bright and vast as a golf course..."

In the audience, the zealots had already burst into tears. If this place were not a solemn place of worship, they would have danced and cheered.

Our Lady’s teachings are so wonderful!

The joy of hearing the truth is indescribable!

Under the divine radiance, everyone smiled yearning for happiness.

Infected by this atmosphere, the invited guests at the VIP table could not help but show expressions of approval.

Have some understanding.

As the saint finished her words, the warm applause almost brought down the entire roof.

Everyone is wandering in this paradise of earth under the light.

When the applause finally dissipated, and at the critical moment when the enthusiasm was declining, the saint on the stage spoke at the right moment and reached out to the backstage:

"Now, I invite Chief Priest Mifune to join me and tell you about the wonderful changes that occur in the soul and consciousness when one practices cultivation in the realm of light."

So, amid the sacred and solemn chants, Mifune stepped out, waved to the believers, and showed a kind smile.

That solemn face shows no anger or authority.

This sacred breath can make people appreciate selfless love without even opening a word.

It successfully brought the atmosphere of the venue to a new level.

"Today, I am here to bring you some insignificant experiences. This is a ray of wonderful experience that a small believer felt when he was enlightened. I hope it can be helpful to everyone."

Ryoma Mifune smiled, walked up to the podium, took a deep breath, and prepared to describe the beautiful scenery he had seen through many dimensions during his practice.

There was a sudden trance before his eyes, and his lips that opened suddenly stopped.

His face turned red.

When he saw the polite smiling faces in the audience, he froze in place.

The scene in front of me seems to be different from before.

"They are all lies." A voice said in his ear: "They are all lying to you."

Lied to me?

Mifune was puzzled and at a loss.

"Yeah, they all lied to you."

The voice said: These hypocrites pretend to be moved and understanding, but it is just acting, it is all acting! They just want to use the sect's beliefs to achieve their own purposes...

Don't you know? In order to make more money and gain higher rights, these people are willing to do anything! "

anger.

At this moment, Mifune felt the burning anger!

Just thinking of this, Mifune, who used to be able to deal with it calmly, became furious.

I can't bear it any longer!

At this moment, his soul seemed to be soaring in anger, once again returning to the sacred ninth dimension, integrating with the great Holy Spirit, holding the dharma and truth in his hands, and turned into a boundless light!

Therefore, it is easier to realize that the fools in this world are so filthy!

These false believers are so presumptuous!

Such a filthy existence dares to steal a precious position in the sanctuary of light and tarnish their faith. It is simply a shame and a great disgrace!

He has never had such a clear feeling in cultivation. The anger from the Holy Spirit is constantly pouring into his soul.

"To illuminate the paradise, come on, Mifune!"

The gods of the Universal Temple sent blessings and orders in his ears: "Use the power of light on them!"

At that moment, Mifune Ryoma couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The kind face turned into an ashen color and was already full of ferocity.

He clenched his fists.

"Somebody come!"

On the podium, the monk who received the divine will suddenly slammed the table, opened his mouth, and roared: "Get ready - catch the monster!!!"

The angry roar instantly echoed on the podium and turned into thunder, breaking the silence. The rolling echo echoed in the ears of the believers for a long time, leaving everyone confused and confused.

Difficulty reacting.

Only the saint next to him turned around quickly, quietly glared over, and glared.

Damn thing, what are you talking about?

Then, everything went dark.

Bang!

Before she had time to wink, she saw the luxurious and exquisite staff in Mifune's hand had been raised and struck on the compassionate face.

"You are so brave and evil, I can tell at a glance that you are not a human being, yet you still don't show your true colors to me!"

Mifune Ryoma roared, holding up the blood-stained staff, raising his hand, and following the words of the Holy Spirit, he fanatically recited the sacred spell from the Paradise of Light.

"The mighty heavenly dragon, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bamacoo!!!"

He picked up the staff in his hand, pointed it at the evil dark demon disguised as a saint, and kept hitting it.

Ignoring her miserable screams and whines, Mifune roared angrily and smashed his scepter again: "You are so small, but you dare to do the same thing - the mighty Tianlong, the mighty Tianlong!!!"

There was a loud crash, and the staff was interrupted by the angry Mifune.

In full public view, in front of all the distinguished guests, Ryoma Mifune threw away his broken staff, rode naked on the saint's body, raised his iron fist burning with the wrath of light, and unleashed divine punishment.

"Speak quickly! Are you a monster? Tell me!!"

In a rage, he tore his robe casually, revealing the solemn picture of Paradise on the back.

Around the black dragon that was so twisted that it was completely unrecognizable, auspicious clouds that looked like squid tentacles were floating. In the corner, a pink hair dryer is just the finishing touch, giving it perfect vitality with great agility.

At the top, a green sun rose high on the skinny spine, emitting dark green stripes of light.

The light of the green sun shines on the earth.

"Thumbs up!"

Among the panicked believers, Huai Shi pressed the shutter of the camera.

Just like this, staring at his perfect work from a distance, he turned around, gave a thumbs up to the dull believer next to him, and sincerely praised: "As expected of an eminent monk! He is really amazing at subduing demons and demons... Oh, oh, oh, My teeth are all knocked out, oh, what a thunderbolt method, Bodhisattva heart, so powerful!

Look, look, that monster repented, she cried...she cried! "

Amid the horrified screams of the believers, the saint lay on the ground, having fainted. Her empty pupils reflected the gorgeous dome.

Under the purification of the Fist of Holy Light, tears finally flowed out.

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