Chapter 127 Saints (1)

Gu Qingshan turned off his brain and walked out of the room, but he met an acquaintance in the corridor.

Wu Sheng, Zhang Zongyuan.

Zhang Zongyuan patted him familiarly and said, "Thanks to your prompt reminder, Yinghao saved his sister."

"Yes, he is my partner." Gu Qing Shan said.

"Well, very good, I still have something to do, I'm leaving soon, next time we have a good chat." Zhang Zongyuan said.

"Where are you going?" Gu Qingshan looked at his direction, rather strange.

Zhang Zongyuan smiled wryly and said, "Ocean monster."

Having said that, he strode away from the headquarters of the three armed forces.

Gu Qing Shan shook his head.

There is nothing he can do about it. The ocean is so big, and countless creatures have mutated. Humans can't get involved in it, let alone fight with it.

Gu Qingshan returned to his resettlement room, but did not see the shadow of Anna and Feng Huo De.

He suddenly felt bad.

The brain lights up.

is a text message.

"I can't trouble you, go first and see you later."

Gu Qingshan was suddenly shocked.

He tried to connect to the other party with the communicator, but was directly rejected.

He thought about it and called directly, "Goddess of Justice."

"I am here."

"Help me see what happened in this room in the first half hour."

"OK."

The light curtain opens.

The scenes that happened before reappeared in front of Gu Qingshan.

He sighed, feeling a little scared.

It seems that the Holy Nation happened ahead of schedule. Fortunately, I didn't let Anna go back.

"Help me track Anna's whereabouts." Gu Qing Shan said.

——Anna, don't do stupid things.

A small moving dot immediately appeared on the light curtain.

The direction of this point is to go to the Fuxi Empire, not to move directly in the direction of the Holy Kingdom.

"Moving soldiers? It's not too stupid." Gu Qingshan murmured, and the heart that he raised was slowly put down.

Anna's aunt was the queen of the Fuxi Empire.

In a previous life, she was forced to become the evolutionary food of the Holy Son, and suffered the most miserable torture in the world.

There are not many professionals who have the skills of the Five Elements and Heavenly Selection at the same time. Such people have special powers in their souls.

And the monster of the Holy Son specially absorbs this kind of power as the nutrient for his own evolution.

It is an unbearable pain for human beings to be devoured by the soul.

Anna, however, insisted on surviving.

Until the Holy Religion spread too much, the Fuxi Empire declared war on the Holy Religion, and the world's major countries joined the war, and the Holy Religion had to compromise and shrink.

At that time, Anna was rescued by the empress of the Fuxi Empire, and then she fought against the Holy Church all her life, trying to restore the country of Olanka.

The voice of the goddess of justice suddenly sounded: "Because you are very concerned about this matter, so I recommend a piece of information, do you need your Excellency Gu Qingshan?"

Gu Qingshan was stunned, and immediately said: "Need."

"Saint Hill of the Holy Inquisition crossed the border of the Free Federation with twenty men three minutes and fifteen seconds ago."

"Their direction is the capital."

Gu Qing Shan narrowed his eyes.

Hill? That famous lunatic?

"Call up Saint Hill's file and let me take a look."

"Your Excellency Gu Qingshan has permission to view this file, and it is being called out."

On the light brain, Hill's detailed file was immediately displayed.

"What do you think of him?" he asked.

The goddess of justice said: "Anti-human."

"Very pertinent," Gu Qing Shan said.

This person is too dangerous, and Anna is no match for him.

If he enters the federation, or goes to the Fuxi Empire, it will be a hassle.

Gu Qing Shan squinted and thought for a while before saying, "I have to go meet him."

"The supreme leader should take refuge here, rather than face malicious gangsters in person," said the goddess of justice.

Gu Qingshan stood up with a wry smile and said, "He came to me, he can't escape."

mountain forest.

Hill ordered the believers to rest in place.

He sat alone, quietly reading a book.

This is a medical anatomy book. The author of the book has many years of experience in anatomy, and Hill is amazed by the insight revealed between the lines.

He raised his head, pondering the beginning and end of this mission.

The timid scientist is easy to say, just knock it out and take it away.

The key is Anna.

This little girl has a deep dislike of the Holy Religion, and her own strength is strong, so it is very troublesome to deal with.

It's a pity that you can't kill each other, and you can't use punishment.

He looked at his suitcase regretfully, and there were many exquisite tools lying quietly in it, all of which he thought out with great originality and artistry.

If you can torture her comfortably—

Forget it, then the Son would be unhappy, and the Pope would be unhappy too.

Hill sighed and felt a deep regret.

"Your Excellency Hill, breakfast is ready." A cultist said respectfully.

"Oh?" Hill looked over.

I saw a white carpet on the grass.

The exquisite silver tableware was neatly arranged, the delicious food was steaming, and the believers bowed their heads respectfully, waiting for his arrival.

"Well, not bad." Hill said with satisfaction.

The heads of the believers dropped even lower.

No one wants to remember the last time they went out on a mission.

At that time, a strand of hair appeared in the meal.

Hill picked out the strands of hair, then set the two believers in charge of cooking on fire and dedicated them to the great god.

That scene was unforgettable.

Hill walked slowly.

The people stood solemnly, and did not dare to make any move until Hill sat down.

"Your Excellency Hill, there is a small town ahead, do you want us to prepare materials for you?"

"Don't worry, come and eat, and I'll go with you after I finish eating."

Hill was in a good mood, so he didn't mind showing his friendly side.

The believers sat down flattered and vowed to keep their eyes open when looking for materials for a while.

Just a virgin is not enough, you must also be slim and beautiful.

Last time a cultist snatched a plain-looking girl, Lord Hill didn't say anything, just used that cultist as a material.

His Excellency Hill is good at studying organs and bones, and there are hundreds of ways to keep people at the moment of dying, but they can't take their last breath.

You can't live, you can't die.

Lord Hill always said that this is art - the art of the Inquisition.

Hill picked up the cutlery and was about to enjoy the meal.

He looked at the plate of medium-cooked and bloodshot steaks, thinking about how to handle the material today.

Then came that flash.

A dazzling light shot down vertically from the sky and landed precisely in the middle of the crowd.

The light bursts after 0.1 seconds.

In an instant, the shock wave dissipated, destroying the outer skin, muscles, internal organs and bones of everyone except Hill.

People flew out in all directions, and died in mid-air.

A fierce layer of holy white light erupted from Hill's body, protecting him and flying back with the shock wave.

He got out in embarrassment, and stopped retreating far away.

"Who! Who is it, come out to me!"

An angry Hill roared.

As if feeling his emotions, the holy white light became real, supporting him and flying.