Nightmare wake up

Chapter 809 Moncler City!The Holy Son Appears
Tyrande blinked her beautiful big eyes and finally understood.

If Mo Ke's injury could not be repaired this time, then he would not be able to repair the black vortex.

In this case, the remnant soul of the prophesied bishop who has insight into the future will appear anyway and remind Mi Ke, and he did not issue an early warning, which means that Mi Ji's injury can be repaired.
Even, it's easy.

"You" Tyrande looked at Unpredictable with some surprise:
"I mean, when you met that inner demon, you already thought of this, and that's why you ruined your consciousness?"

Mo Ce smiled and nodded: "However, there was no other way at that time. Even if the injury cannot be repaired, there is no other choice."

"If the conscious body is caught by the demon, you, me, and all of us will be caught by him, and no one will be spared."

Tyrande pondered for a moment, and still imagined the terrible consequences of being caught by the demon from the unpredictable words.
That way, whether it's her, the Ring of Recovery in Unpredictable's hand, or even the home of the elves... will all be exposed.

In order to keep these secrets, and for the future of the elves, Unpredictable can be said to have suffered a great loss.

Taking a deep breath, Tyrande's little face was full of fear, looked unpredictable and said:

"Fortunately, you are the bishop of the nightmare, and you can always make reasonable choices."

"Fortunately, I'm your man, and I can always do things that make you happy." Mi Ke laughed.

Being molested again, Tyrande turned red even more, and quickly got up and straightened the robe on her body.

Ever since there were more people around Mo Ke, she had gradually understood what the bunny girl costume was all about. Not only had she changed back to her long robe, but she also wanted to beat Mo Ke severely.

"Let's set off immediately to heal your soul trauma!" Tyrande couldn't wait.

Unpredictable smiled, pulled her back into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

"What are you in a hurry for?"

If it was like this before, Tyrande would activate his ability casually and let Mo Ce fly into the air. This time, it seemed that he was worried that Mo Ce's injury would not recover, so he didn't dare to do it.

She was hugged tightly by Unpredictable like a lamb, as if she had lost all strength in her body, and she didn't struggle at all.

"Anyway, it has already been seen by your prophetic bishop." Mo Ce laughed, turned over and pressed her under him.

Tyrande's face was full of panic, and he covered his eyes with his hands, as if he could shield some terrible monsters.

"You, you. You are still injured. No way."

"I'm fine."

"It hasn't recovered yet." Tyrande's voice trembled.

"What are you thinking? I mean it's okay even if you don't recover! Otherwise, the remnant soul of the prophecy bishop will come out to warn."

"You have fallen for our bishop, and we can't even see if he will show up for such a thing." Tyrande laughed angrily, her blush extending to her neck.

She suddenly embraced Mo Ke:

"You and I."

"you"

"So entangled, do you want to say that I want you! You must keep the promise, repair the channel and rescue all of you Albei?"

Tyrande opened his eyes upon hearing this, and the pupils were full of inexplicable complexity.

She seemed to be heartbroken, and a firm look suddenly appeared on her face, but her voice was as weak as a mosquito:

"No I don't think I want to be with you."

"As long as I can be with you, nothing is important, as long as you are safe."

"What a woman who forgets the righteousness of her family when she sees sex!" Mo Ke laughed.

"No, bullying is not allowed." Tyrande's voice could no longer be heard.

Unprecedented suddenly swung the source of the orange-level talisman, and pulled the curtain to the end.

200 million words are omitted here.

What a lovely spring afternoon.

Tyrande buried her head deeply like an ostrich, and helped Mo Ce get dressed.

This look is completely like a little woman, where there is no demeanor of a domineering elf priestess.

Unpredictably pampered her head:

"According to the usual practice, I will send you a sentence, which is from Napoleon."

Tyrande raised his head, but the red tide on his face still did not recede, he pursed his lips and asked in a low voice:

"Who is Napoleon?"

Unpredictable corrected his expression:
"The first soldier to go in will come back with blood on his head - Napoleon Bonaparte."

Tyrande: "."

After thinking hard for a long time, Tyrande suddenly realized.

His whole body was flushed red as if he had been steamed.

Tyrande helped him out the door.

Everyone is in the living room of the suite.

Meeting everyone again, Tyrande forcibly restored herself to the aloof attitude of an elf priestess, pretending that nothing had happened.

The old cat glanced at Unpredictable, raised its two front paws, hugged its chest and smiled strangely.

Lu Yang stared straight at Tyrande, and was about to say something, when suddenly there was a pain in his back, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Liu Qi, on the other hand, stared at a pair of pupilless eyeballs, looked at the couple, and said with a smile:

"The sister upstairs is so pitiful. Every time her boyfriend beats her up, she screams like hell!"

After speaking, she looked at the ceiling:

"However, her boyfriend still loves her, and he only hits her for 2 minutes each time and stops hitting her."

Unpredictable: "."

Tyrande blinked unexpectedly.

I can't hold back anymore, it's like being steamed again
Xiao Bai tilted his head and looked at the two: "Who is Napoleon Bonaparte?"

Unpredictable almost staggered.

Tyrande seemed to remember something, and pointed at Xiao Bai: "You, Fu Yuan."

Xiaobai's little head was tilted to the other side: "You are too involved, you didn't notice that I spread the talisman source and went in to observe you"

"fight?"

Southern Province, Uttar Pradesh, Monkrill City.

The figures of the three passed through the portal in mid-air and appeared above the city.

Tyrande held Unpredictable, and at the same time brought the devil boy Liu Qi, floating above the sky with his driving ability.

"My lord bishop didn't make it clear. Find a woman. Where can I find her?"

Unpredictable felt the temperature in Tyrande's arms:

"Don't worry, it shouldn't be difficult."

"The four major priests of the southern tribe are from the fragments of the ring of recovery. If it is a woman, it should be Shinu."

Among the four major priests in the Southern Tribe, apart from Wu Niu and Yi Tian, ​​the other two are Shi Nu and Cleaning Boy.

For women, it can only be Shinu.

"Lord God Hesse, the ranking is only lower than that of Wuniu Priest. She must be a half-spirit. However, she has not appeared for a thousand years."

Liu Qi was a little surprised when she heard the words: "If it's half-spirit level, we can't handle it."

"Brother Mo is a waste now."

Mo Ke nodded: "Don't worry, let's look along the banks of the Huan River first."

"The Bishop of Prophecy will never lie to us."

The Huan River, the mother river of the Hesse people, also runs through the city of Montreal.

Tyrande took Mi Ke and Liu Qi together to hire a rickshaw and went around the banks of the Huan River twice, but found nothing.

"Accordingly, it should be easy to find people at the half-spirit level." Liu Qi wiped off his sweat: "I have to say, the weather in the southern province is really hot."

Tyrande shook his head: "At the half-spirit level, it's even harder to be discovered when you hide."

"What to do? Unpredictable."

Unpredictable raised his head and pondered for a moment:

"Strange!"

"It's true that the bishop is prophesying. He always doesn't speak clearly, and insists on engaging in mysticism."

Tyrande and Liu Qi glanced at each other: "You just said that there is no problem with prophesying the bishop."

Mi Ke scratched his hair and stopped the rickshaw driver:
"Master, stop."

The tanned rickshaw driver stopped and wiped his sweat.

"I want to ask you, is there any legend about Lord Shinu in Monkrill City?"

If you think about it, since Shinu is so famous, if this god-level figure of Hesse is on the banks of the Monkrill River, there will definitely be some legends or something in the local area.

Although I know that the so-called Hesse gods are just contractors, but the Hesse people love religion and belief if they can't stand it. Gods and people stay in the world, it is always inevitable that they will leave many stories.

The coachman's eyes lit up when he heard the words, he quickly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to the sky three times in a row, and then clasped his hands together and performed a Hesse etiquette:

"Lord Shinu, humble Pruitt Munsterk toilet paper shutter blinds toilet toilet flush toilet exhaust fan salutes you, may your great glory be with you and me."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mo Ke and the others, and was about to answer the question, but Mo Ke asked him one step ahead:
"Big brother, I guess your great mother must have given birth to you in the bathroom!"

The coachman immediately bowed again and again: "Indeed, you are so smart, my guest! When my mother gave birth to me, the hospital was full of people, and I was born in the bathroom of the hospital."

Tyrande: "."

Liu Qi: "."

Mo Ke turned to look at the two of them: "Look, I guessed right."

Liu Qi snorted: "Isn't this obvious!"

Mo Ke looked at the coachman: "You can go to the hospital to give birth, you are relatively rich among the Hesse."

"Right, because toilet paper is only used in hospital bathrooms."

The coachman nodded again and again: "The guest seems to be a friend of our Hesse people, he knows us so well."

Unpredictable sighed in his heart: From the looks of it, that guy Moses has a long way to go. The first step in rebuilding the southern province - emancipating the mind, still has a long way to go.

Tyrande was concerned about the unpredictable injury, how could he have the mind to chat here, and asked:

"Lord Shinu is really here?"

The coachman nodded repeatedly, put his hands together, and said with pride on his face:
"To be honest, our city of Monkrill is the former residence of Lord Shinu, and Lord Shinu has been with our city of Monkrill for thousands of years."

Tyrande's eyes lit up: "Where is her old man?"

The coachman was a little unhappy when he heard this sentence:
"How can Master Shinu be called an old man? She is the ancestor of our Hesse, who gave birth to three thousand children for me, Hesse, and she is the eternal young saint!"

Tyrande: "."

Unpredictable chuckled, took out five silver dollars and handed them over directly:

"Take us to see the old man Shinu."

The driver's eyes lit up:

"Come on! I'll take you to that old woman right away."

Tyrande: "."

Liu Qi: "."

Ten minutes later, the three of them stood by the Huan River, looking at the ten-meter-high statue in the tower, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Driver: "This is the great Lord Shinu."

This time, even Mi Ke felt the corners of his mouth twitching.

this statue.
She's still a woman after all, and she predicted that the bishop's remnant soul would not deceive me.

"Statue?" Tyrande murmured.

Liu Qi was also puzzled:

"This is really on the banks of the Huan River."

In front of you is the quietly flowing Huan River, and the river embankment is at your feet. The tower where this statue is located is right on the river embankment. Like the Huan River Temple in Bangalore, it is worshiped by Hesse Wanmin.

Unpredictable spread out of the Fuyuan Spirit Snake, only to find that the soul was injured at this time, and the Fuyuan Spirit Snake at the orange level only had an attack distance of more than 30 meters, and could not reach the statue in the tower at all.

Tyrande: "Let's get closer."

Tyrande supported Unpredictable with one hand, as if supporting his own man, and held Liu Qi with the other hand, as if holding a child.

Three people entered the tower.

Sure enough, there is a statue of Shinu in the reclining position in the tower.

"It's so beautiful." Liu Qi praised.

Mi Ke looked at the face of the statue and thought so too.

Shinu is lying on the island, with his delicate shoulders exposed, his head raised to the sky, and he seems to be doing some kind of mudra with one hand.

she is a beautiful woman
Unpredictable took a deep breath, and popped out the Fuyuan Spirit Snake again, feeling the abnormality of this statue.

However, the guards noticed it immediately.

The four contractors who only had white and red ranks suddenly shouted:
"Bold!"

After finishing speaking, the four walked out of the worshiping crowd, and Qiqi surrounded the three of them in the middle.

"Lord Shinu respects the land, no desecration is allowed!"

"Where did you come from, demons and ghosts!"

Liu Qi tugged at the corner of Mo De's clothes: "They have seen through us, I am indeed a dead man"

Unpredictable: "."

Tyrande: "Kill them?"

Unpredictable: "Don't, it doesn't need to be so troublesome."

After finishing speaking, Mo Ke took out a token and threw it to the leading red-level contractor.

The red-level contractor hurriedly caught the token, and when he took a closer look, his whole body trembled.

After that, he bowed his head and bowed:

"Welcome to my Son of Hesse!"

"My lord priest, sit down, the Elder Qingniu is on top, and the Son of Hesai is on top, and I, Hesai Wanmin, will worship you."

This cry startled the surrounding people.

The three contractors who followed him didn't even look at it, they also knelt down on the ground and shouted.

One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and the worshipers of Hesse knelt down like waves, shouting the name of Hesse's Son.

Unpredictable even suspected that the passers-by who were too far away from him only saw someone prostrating to the ground, and they immediately prostrated themselves to the ground.

For a time, the name of the Holy Son of Hesse spread throughout the city of Monkrill.

Even Mo Ke himself didn't expect to cause such a big disturbance, and he didn't care about the elegance of the literati anymore, so he yelled in his heart that he could travel the world.

Tyrande was too shocked by this scene to dare to move, and stretched out his arms to hug Unpredictable's waist:
"how did you do that?"

Unpredictable chuckled: "The contractor of the southern tribe."

In the southern province, even though most of the contractors were legally registered with the Supervision Office, in fact, they were all from the southern tribes.

In the south, under the guidance of the epic, the management system has been similar to that of the previous life, and the contractors are also arranged in a hierarchical order, but this cannot change the local characteristics. The contractors in the southern tribe still worship the Wuniu sacrifice and the five elders. .

Similar to the existence of the Shinu Temple in front of us, it is naturally stationed and guarded by the contractors of the Southern Tribe. How can there be any disrespect when seeing the token of the Great Son?

You must know that although Holy Son of Hesse has no blood relationship with Wuniuji, according to Hesse's theory, he is the son of Lord Wuniuji, the next leader in the south, and a god that should be worshiped just like Wuniuji !
(End of this chapter)