Chapter 2435 Rain
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For some unknown reason, when Lan Bat was still the nine disciples of the Black Church, Mu Bai did not hesitate at all during the dissection process, and he was straightforward.
But when he took out the blue bat's eyeball this time, Mu Bai's hand kept shaking.
Every time I think of the fearless behavior of this member of the Tribunal, I feel more awe and guilt for her in my heart.
So is Mo Fan.
Why couldn't I detect the identity of the blue bat earlier.
Even if her disguise is good enough to better penetrate into the Black Church, she can still guess from her actions.
"It is indeed a chaotic crystal ball, and there must be quite important information in it." Zhu Meng could no longer control his voice.
"I'll go take a look now." Mu Bai said.
"I'm with you." Zhu Meng quickly followed Mu Bai.
Mo Fan did not follow.
Standing on this dissection operating table, which was originally used by the school to dissect Shanren's corpse, but now lies a woman who made Mo Fan's mood extremely complicated.
There must be very important information in the eyeball.
Mo Fan is very sure of this.
But Mo Fan wanted to take a good look at the blue bat again.
It's a shame that she doesn't even know her real name, whether it's a blue bat or a bee sting, it can be said to be a code name.
"I also know that it's useless to say sorry to you now, but I really thank you for doing so much for us, and thank you for believing in me so much." Mo Fan sat next to him and muttered to himself.
Mo Fan clearly remembered that the first time he saw the blue bat was when he fought against a group of Black Vatican personnel in order to penetrate Leng Jue's interior, and disguised himself as a blue-clothed deacon as a dying man.
At that time, the vulture was nibbling at its own face.
Maybe she already knew her identity, and it was because she saw that her determination was so similar to hers, so she believed in herself.
"I know there will be traitors in the trial, and they are still hiding in high places."
"Don't worry, I will find him!"
"The stinger you left on the enemy..."
"We will find it too!"
Mo Fan doesn't believe in God, because of his own experience, he only hopes to become a demon, a madman who throws the beasts of the Black Church into hell one by one.
But at this moment Mo Fan expected himself to be a god for the first time.
Even if it's just the little skill of a god like guiding the dead to heaven.
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Able to send more villains to hell.
It is impossible to introduce a person who admires and respects from the heart into Yuntian.
Mo Fan stayed here and said these late words to the blue bat. I only hope that she can go in peace.
May she be freed completely.
There is no need to wander between the Black Church and the Judgment by yourself.
At the same time, the death of the blue bat also proves how ridiculous the so-called belief theories of the Black Holy See are demagogic.
The human heart, as long as it sticks to it, will be pure from beginning to end.
The blue bat has reached the level of a disciple, and her heart has never been infected.
The determination to defeat the Black Holy See is not shaken in the slightest!
It was the first time that Mo Fan admired a woman so much, and he swore that he would never let her down!
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Looking down from the sky, the thin clouds are slowly gathering towards the center, just like a painter is coloring his paintings little by little.
Rehe is the dividing line of this vast land. At this end are old withered trees, dusty roads, and some small factories full of waste materials.
On the other end, the tropical plants are lush and lush, and the railway and expressway pass through the woods reasonably, perpendicular to the Jehol, leading to Banluo City.
The clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and a man who looked no different from a homeless stood at the end of the surging Rehe, looking at the lush garden world on the other side.
Above his head, a cloud hole appeared.
At this moment, the clouds have obscured the whole sky over Rehe,
Gradually turned from pure white to grey.
As soon as the gray cloud appeared, the haze drove away the clear sky, and the water in Jehol was no longer green, like a truckload of ink was poured on it.
The hole is right on the top of the homeless man's head. It is obvious that there is not a little cloud gap in the whole sky. When he reaches him, a very standard oval shape is formed. It is like a pair of eyes in the sky, and he needs to watch what is about to happen. everything.
On this day, it is the day of the National Open Championship held at the Holy College of Ojos.
The arena was also in Banluo City. Facing such a sudden change in the situation, the bustling Banluo City was suddenly cooled down by the cloudy clouds and the cold wind.
People also expect to watch the gorgeous magic battle outside the Panluo Grand Arena. In addition to the people from the Andes Federation, people from other cities in other countries have also arrived...
An open magic showdown is still a high-level or higher level, which is not inferior to the holding of the World Cup!
People poured into Banluo City excitedly, even if Banluo City was not well cared for, it also brought such a bad weather.
The city was flooded with fierce winds, dust and plastic bags were always thrown up on the streets, and many trees and billboards shook.
"Dudududu!!!"
A can smashed on a car parked on the side of the road, and the car suddenly issued a harsh siren.
The car owner rushed out, thinking that there was a car thief, and roared angrily.
At the same time, a large group of high school students from Brazil, under the leadership of their teachers, were moving towards the stadium in an orderly manner.
They were one of the visiting schools invited by Ojos Sanctuary, and the wind lifted the girls' school uniform skirts, so the boys kept turning back and laughing, and the girls walked with their skirts tucked in.
"It's going to rain. It's probably rain clouds from the Pacific Ocean, and I don't know how I jumped over the Andes Mountains to get here." Someone stuck his head out of the roadside newsstand said.
"It's going to be troublesome when it rains. Everyone takes shelter from the rain, cars keep honking their horns, and they can't go to the game."
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As soon as I looked up, raindrops with turbid colors fell down, densely covering the sky.
The moment the first batch of rain falls, the sky will be turned into a kaleidoscope by the rain, followed by the sound of slapping the ground, and the rustling splashes like a frying pan.
The cold air suddenly hit, and the dank smell suddenly spread out.
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In the Panluo Grand Tournament, Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, and Mu Bai were leading their nine Chinese camp representatives into the main arena. At the front, Pauline, who was wearing a large ceremonial dress, had a smile on his face and raised his hand. represents the flag of China.
The rain poured down, hitting the tempered glass dome overhead like a needle arrow.
The emotions of the people inside were very high. After all, it was the U.S. Open. They were on the scene, and all the recordings could not record the magic picture.
Therefore, watching the live broadcast of the game on TV and the Internet is tantamount to watching a magic movie without special effects, a group of neurotics.
Mo Fan's expression was extremely solemn at this moment.
rain.
Involuntarily, the heavy rain made the soul tremble.
In the past two experiences...
Every drop of rain almost represents a fresh life.
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