Chapter 662 No One in the World Can Save You!

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Questions one by one, like thunder breaking mountains and rivers, hit the audience one after another.

At this time, the entire crowd of spectators at the venue were not only dumbfounded, but also soared to the point of **********.

"Oh my God, this isn't true!"

The God of Light Dai'er and Prince Rose stared at the main screen for several seconds with their eyes wide open, and then they recovered slightly.

The first thing the two sides did when they came back to their senses was to stare nervously at each other, their emotions fluctuating.

"Your Highness, please tell me, what is going on?"

"Your Majesty the God Envoy, I want you to explain what is going on. They have to make another appointment another day. When did they get together?!"

"Make an appointment another day? It turns out that they have already... My Father God, I, I am a little out of breath."

"Oh my God, it seems to be true. My heart suddenly feels a little stuffy..."

The whole scene seemed to have been frozen for a long time. It was not until the two saints separated on the battlefield and left with the crowds on both sides respectively that the crowd of spectators in the venue recovered from the long-lasting shock.

The host Sean's expression was still a little dull, but his excellent professionalism allowed him to maintain his composure as much as possible. He cleared his throat and tried hard to explain, "Ahem, um, the two saints are sympathetic to them. The believers and warriors finally ended this bloody and tearful war with a peaceful way, well, a hug and a private fight another day. This kind of compassion for others, and the feeling of sacrificing oneself to save others, is really..."

Before Sean finished speaking, someone from the crowd of spectators interrupted.

"Bah! That's putting it mildly. If there's nothing going on between them, who would believe it!"

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The host Sean wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. Regardless of whether there is something going on between the two saints, the news headlines on the intranet of superpowers will definitely hit tonight.

"Quickly, transfer the home screen to the Son of Fire!"

Sean pressed the backend communication device next to his ear and urged him urgently.

Although the discussion inside the venue is now like an explosion, the enthusiasm of the spectators has not subsided at all.

If another Son of Fire, which is equally full of story and even more eye-catching, is brought to people's eyes at this time, it will definitely yield unexpected results!

"The complicated relationship between those three people and the sudden change at that time were so dramatic!" Sean's eyes lit up and he murmured to himself.

The strength of the two holy ladies has reached A+ level, and they are similar in age to the Son of Flame, but their relationship is complicated and full of suspense.

The following series of entanglements with the Son of Flame will definitely reach climax. Even he, the host, can't help but get excited, not to mention the crowd of spectators who are now in high spirits.

"Quick, quick, remember to add some gorgeous music, and edit the footage before inserting it on the split screen!" Under Sean's urging and arrangement, the drone lens turned, and the main screen picture was already Came to a distant place.

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at the same time.

In a rental house in the suburbs of Huahai City, China.

A middle-aged man with short hair and a shaggy beard was leaning comfortably on a broken sofa. He crossed his legs leisurely and threw peanuts into his mouth, biting them loudly.

"Gudu!"

He took a sip of Erguotou, let out a sigh of satisfaction and said, "Yes, that's right, Lulu will do it. The light of judgment will be more accurate and more ruthless. You must not show mercy to that brat Wang Yan."

His two eyes were fixed on the screen of a broken laptop, and what was playing on the screen was the process of the two saints of light and darkness chasing Wang Yan.

At this moment.

The space next to the sofa fluctuated slightly, and as a soft holy light passed by, a middle-aged man wearing a holy crown and a majestic robe appeared out of thin air. He has an excellent image and temperament. Every look and every movement reveals his supreme majesty and his royal demeanor.

This robed man is none other than one of the most powerful men in the world today - His Majesty the Pope of Light, Fairhorse.

His majestic eyes swept across the room. The ashtray was filled with cigarette butts, wine bottles were lying around, and several eaten instant noodle boxes exuded an "intoxicating" taste. He couldn't help curling his lips and showing a look of disgust: "Cao Jinglue, how can you say that you are also a demigod-level strongman standing at the top of the world and the dignified commander-in-chief of the Global Disaster Relief Committee, so why can't you clean up the house?"

"Oh, who am I? It turns out to be His Majesty the Great Holy Pope of Light." Cao Jinglue said with a smile and a wink, "Why, Your Majesty came to see me in a state of desolation?"

"Don't think I don't understand, you are just playing a trick." The Pope of Light couldn't see it anymore. He waved his sleeves and his huge spiritual power swept through the whole room, picking up all the rubbish, dust and dirt. , instantly twisted into solid garbage the size of a fist. Then a blazing holy flame flashed through, and the garbage ball disappeared into ashes, leaving no trace behind.

At the same time, all the scattered furniture and items were neatly placed in their places. The whole room returned to a neat, clean, almost spotless state in an instant.

He nodded with satisfaction, sat down next to Cao Jinglue, took a bottle of Erguotou and started drinking, "I said you deserved it, for hooking up and causing harm to female comrades. If it were me, Concubine Linghu Yao, I've cut you into ten or eight pieces a long time ago. What are you looking at? You're still not convinced, give me a pack of salted peanuts."

"Okay, you drink my food, eat my food, and you're here to kill me?" Cao Jinglue threw a bag of peanuts angrily, "Your majesty, your majesty, comes to visit old friends, can't you bring some drinks and snacks? For example, your Holy See has stored good wine for hundreds of years..."

"Oh, this scene is very exciting." The Pope of Light was eating peanuts and drinking Erguotou, staring at the laptop monitor, and directly changed the topic and said, "Why did Lulu and Katherina team up to hunt down Wang Yan? Hiss? , that move of Dark Flame Slash was so fierce, boy Wang Yan was almost cut off. Tsk tsk, how did boy Wang Yan provoke them? Haha, it was so shocking."

As he spoke, the Pope of Light also had a gloating tone. There is no way, just thinking about the things Wang Yan has done will make the Pope of Light unhappy.

"Xiao Feifei, why are you talking? That's my apprentice." Cao Jinglue glared and said with a distressed expression, "Can you save some salted peanuts? I'm pointing them all to drink."

"Didn't you gloat about your misfortune just now?" The Pope of Light got even more excited after eating peanuts. "Lulu's move is good. It seems that this Youth Conference is quite tough. Your previous hell-style special training was also very effective. She has made great progress.”

"Whose daughter is that?" There was a hint of doting in Cao Jinglue's vicissitudes of life.

"Haha, I just said you were fat and you gasped." The Pope of Light glared at him and said, "Forget it, let's continue watching the drama of the two saints chasing Wang Yan, and see how unlucky Wang Yan is. , how can I feel so happy?"

"I have to admit, I am too..." Cao Jinglue held the wine bottle, stared at the monitor screen, and said excitedly, "Here, let's get one done."

"The whole one."

"Boom" "Hehehehe..."

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"Your Highness the Saint of Darkness, Your Highness the Saint of Light." Wang Yan looked miserable, leaning against a weathered rock pillar, breathing heavily, "You have been chasing me together for a long time, are you tired? Huh? How about we sit down and have a rest together, chat and drink. Nothing in this world is non-negotiable."

His expression was very bitter, and his heart was even more bitter. Today's women are really more irritable than the last. After finally escaping from the bad-tempered Yanshi Miuyi, he ended up falling headlong into the battlefield of a duel between two saints.

The two saints who were originally engaged in a fight to the death stopped fighting when they saw Wang Yan. They simply abandoned their previous feud and joined forces to hunt him down. This pursuit lasted for half a day.

Several times during this period, Wang Yan almost fell into their clutches.

Bitter~ Wang Yan felt that his lips were full of bitter taste.

"Wang Yan!"

The Dark Saint sat on the shoulder of the sheep-headed demon Baphomet, her face was livid, and her voice was so suppressed that it almost seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, "If I don't torture you until you are unable to survive or die today, I will follow Your last name."

"Haha! Discuss? I don't think there is anything to discuss between us." Saint Lulu, the saint of light, also had a cold look on her pretty face, "You run, keep running, I The saint hasn’t chased her enough yet.”

Not only are the two saints very hot-tempered, but their summoned battle pets, the little angel Beibei and the goat-headed demon Baphomet, are also quite fiery.

One held the chain tightly and howled.

One of them held an empty milk bottle in his mouth, put his hands on his hips and grunted, "Comrade Wang, if you know what I'm doing, just hand over the drink obediently. No, surrender obediently and let me ravage you. Otherwise, this will happen." No one in heaven or on earth can save you."

puff!

Wang Yan is really dying. This little angel is getting more and more arrogant. Her tone is really good. It seems that she will have to read less fantasy online novels in the future.

Then, Wang Yan looked at the three-legged golden black huddled up next to him, feeling a little emotional in his heart. They are both battle pets. See how powerful the little angel and the sheep-headed demon are?

After all, you are also a remnant soul of the majestic Sun God ‘La’, so why can’t you live up to your expectations? In addition to being able to make a lot of noise, his fighting ability is so bad that it's heartbreaking.

Just when Wang Yan was about to speak, he continued to lie.

The little angel Beibei, with her eyes open, suddenly pointed at the weathered stone pillar behind Wang Yan and said, "Miss Lulu, that stone pillar behind Wang Yan looks so weird, so strange, why does it look like a mushroom head? "

As she spoke, her big eyes were blinking, with a cute look on her face. If you don't know her very well, you would really think that this little angel is innocent.

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