Quadruple split.

Chapter 773
Because he had investigated this medium-sized Church of the Dark Night beforehand, even if Motan made an almost outrageous request, Cole, who racked his brains, could barely come up with a theoretically problem-free invasion plan within five minutes. But at this moment, without the slightest understanding of the so-called 'brother behind the door', let alone five minutes, even if Mo Tan gave him fifty minutes, Cole, who has never done any relevant investigations, would still be terrified. Come up with a good way.

To sum up, after the fleeting five minutes passed by lightly, the clueless Cole bowed his head to Mo Tan directly and neatly: "I'm sorry, sir, I really do."

"If you can't figure it out, that's right. Come with me and hold back your words."

As a result, Mo Tan interrupted him even more simply, then threw the night sect priest's robe on his shoulder, walked carelessly to the rather simple stone door not far away, and swung his palm at him. It slammed twice on the top, and said loudly: "Fuck, it hurts!"

Cole: "."

After a short silence, the stone gates in front of the two of them slid into the stone walls on both sides without a sound, revealing the seemingly empty prayer room behind, and the one standing in the center of the prayer room, with layers of shadow fluctuations behind him. Yes. Muscular brother expensive.

It is said that this brother is about eight feet long, with a strong body and a cool hairstyle. He is wearing a black priest robe with dark silver patterns on his body. From the analysis of the night-gaunt with long eyelashes embroidered on his chest, this guy is at least He is a bishop-level character whose strength is between the high-level peak and the epic.

"Hey, bald~"

Mo Tan walked in swaggeringly before the other party could ask a question, holding the pulpit in front of the elder brother with both hands and looking at him with a smile: "We're here to change shifts with you."

"Who is the bald man?"

The bald elder brother stared wide-eyed, a twisted shadow slipped from his shoulder like water, attached to his right arm and turned into a broad-edged sword with a large number of black eyeballs, all staring at him Looking at Mo Tan in front of him: "Who are you!"

"Hey, your dark night sect's divine arts are quite artistic!"

Mo Tan curiously stretched out his index finger, and while poking the eyeballs on the opponent's 'Wrist Sword', he replied cooperatively: "I said you are bald, we are here to change shifts."

"I just cut my hair off because it was too hot! Just no hair for a while!"

The bald man in front of him who must be at least half an epic level almost gritted his teeth after hearing this, and said angrily: "And I don't know you, and the shift time is not now! Tell me honestly, what are you guys? people!"

Mo Tan shrugged his shoulders: "Okay, temporary bald man, since you asked sincerely, I will tell you mercifully that it's normal that you don't know us, because this uncle and the young master next to me are the same People of the Bloodwing family, as for the reason why we came to change shifts [-] minutes earlier, it was because we questioned your sect's ability to execute. After all, as far as I know, you just happened to Thirty minutes late."

After finishing speaking, he took out an emblem decorated with the blood wing emblem and held it up in front of the brother's face, shaking it, as if the sword on the latter's arm was completely for display.

"Uh"

In the end, the bald man in front of him was really discouraged, especially after Mo Tan took out the [Blood Wing Family Emblem Low Imitation] for two silver coins, his attitude quickly turned a [-]-degree turn , the ferocious expression on his face that was ready to anal the two cubs in front of him at any time also faded away like magic, and replaced with a similarly ferocious smiling face, and he sneered: "Ah, what happened before, I actually explained it to the archbishop, it was all a mistake.”

"Misunderstand?"

On the other hand, Mo Tan leaned forward aggressively, and said with a sneer, "Because I was drinking outside and I misremembered the time, so no one was here for [-] minutes. Do you want to say this is a misunderstanding?"

The bald man's bald head was sweating at that moment, and he quickly dissipated the long sword on his arm, walked out of the pulpit, and smiled at Motan and Cole: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding, then what, I'll leave it to the two of you here, and I'll come back in the middle of the night, so I can guarantee it's not too late."

"Wait a minute~"

In the end, Mo Tan casually grabbed the bald man's cuff, and said with a sneer, "Who said you can leave?"

"Sir, you'd better stop at enough."

However, the bald man was not a vegetarian either. Seeing that Mo Tan didn't give him face so much, he was not happy at the time, and he shook off the latter's paw and said in a deep voice: "I am the bishop of the Dark Night Sect, and you are members of the Blood Wing family. , we are just a cooperative relationship, but if you two insist on embarrassing me, Bishop of Dark Night, in this prayer room and under the watchful eyes of our Lord, hum!"

At the final 'hum' sound, the bald man obviously used some means, almost knocked Mo Tan to the ground, then turned around and walked out, bumping Cole staggeringly in the process.

[Note your mother's size, the 'master' of your family is more shrew than a shrew when fighting with people, and the dragon's grasper is more slippery than me when catching that stuff, and she can do it with a big chest like the Shuguang female hooligan If you succeed for the first time, don't be too perverted! 】

Mo Tan was very perverted in his heart accusing a certain goddess of perversion. He first snorted sternly, then stepped back half a step without showing any signs, and then raised his chin slightly like Diana's cousin who liked green plants. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Stop!"

"Any advice?"

The bald man looked back at him coldly, his big thick lips curled up in a sneer: "Master" of the Bloodwing family."

"you you."

A drop of cold sweat slid down Mo Tan's forehead, he squeaked a few times, and then shouted as if he was going to the doctor in a sudden illness: "You said you are very good at drinking, right?"

The bald man gave a 'huh', shook his head and said, "I never said that."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Mo Tan slammed down the pulpit, then pointed at Cole and said loudly: "Our young master is a man who claims to be able to drink a thousand cups of Cordoba, let's draw down the road today and see if you can drink it all by yourself." Both of us!"

The bald man who had already smelled the smell of alcohol on the two of them pursed his lips, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, hesitated for a while, and then shook his head and said, "Childish."

"Scared, aren't you!"

Mo Tan pretended to touch the ring on his index finger, and took out a whole box of [Dwarf Distilled Wine] from the luggage that can only be awarded if the accumulated consumption of more than 1000 gold coins in the steam fish pot!
"this is"

The bald man's Adam's apple rolled obviously, and he exclaimed in surprise, "That dwarf who said 'May ten years from now we will still be old friends, and ten years from now I will pour you wine'!"

Mo Tan snorted softly, took out a bottle and unscrewed the cap, and drank a little more than half a sip for himself, and then coughed with a red face, and the whole prayer room was filled with the smell of ethanol.

The bald man laughed dryly, looked at Mo Tan with teasing eyes, and said nothing.

Then he saw Cole walk to the podium silently, took out a bottle of gnomes from the box that Motan took out, twisted the cap, and blew the two or two gnomes away, Then he stood domineeringly beside Mo Tan, and raised the bottle to the bald man: "A thousand cups can't pour Cordoba, please enlighten me."

It can be seen from this that it is not unreasonable for Mo Tan to say that Cole is smart!

He has always been able to understand!

"Huh!"

Then the bald man couldn't bear it anymore, and he walked back to the pulpit with his arms and sleeves rolled up, picked up a bottle of gnomes, bit the cap of the bottle with his teeth, and went down the bottle, and then He foamed at the mouth and lay down on the ground.

"Look, as long as you refine the targeted information that you sorted out, even an ordinary person can easily solve this level of obstacles."

Mo Tan kicked the bald man who fell unconscious on the ground, casually put away the box of stuffed gnomes on the table, and said cheerfully to Cole: "Actually, what I told you before The reasoning is not complicated, it can even be said to be extremely clichéd words, but because I am the one who said it and you are the one who listened to it, it seems more weighty."

Cole, who has mastered the whole process of breaking through the first level of ink sandalwood with hindsight, nodded vigorously, and pondered: "Is the antidote in the healing potion you gave me before?"

"Yes."

Mo Tan yawned and walked towards the small wooden door behind the prayer room, and said without looking back: "Now let's go to the second lesson, follow me, be careful of the restraints under your feet, if you accidentally trigger those things we Both have to die here."

"Yes, sir."

Cole nodded slightly, carefully avoiding the magical marks on the carpet that were concealed like ordinary patterns, and quickly followed Mo Tan into the next room.

It was a small cubicle with low visibility and an area of ​​less than ten square meters. There was nothing inside except for two plain wooden doors of the same style.

"This is an empty room as a buffer zone, but because we came in through normal channels, and the guards in the first room are still 'doing their duty', we can omit a lot of troublesome steps."

Mo Tan casually introduced a sentence, then went straight through this stone room, pushed open the small wooden door of the same style on the opposite side, and walked into the third room.

The third room is also a dark stone room, but its area is several times larger than the 'buffer zone' that the two of them passed through just now, and it is surrounded by candles emitting a faint blue light. On a rather large long table, an old man with white beard and hair and fair complexion was crouching down and writing something on it with a very serious expression.

"What are you doing?"

Sensing that there were two more people in the room, the old man asked without raising his head. The gorgeous quill in front of him was still writing something quickly on the parchment, out of the master's control.

"We're going to examine 'the thing.'"

Mo Tan walked up to the old man expressionlessly, took out a half-moon-shaped token from his waist and threw it on the table, and said in a deep voice, "I'll leave the token to you for safekeeping, and we'll return it when we leave."

A gleam of astonishment flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he picked up the token thrown out by Mo Tan and looked at it carefully, and after a while he got up and saluted the two strange men in front of him: "Please go ahead , I wonder if it is convenient for you”

"inconvenient."

Mo Tan walked past the old man slowly, and said coldly: "When you're old, don't explore things you shouldn't know."

Then he took Cole straight to the side door at the end of the stone room, and left without taking a cloud.

The old man put away the token on the table with a wry smile, and while sighing in his heart why Lord Raphael would support such a reckless young man, he continued to immerse himself in updating his novel.

"Effective use of your abilities will save you a lot of detours when conventional methods fail."

Mo Tan, who successfully brought Cole into the second buffer zone, smiled, and said lightly: "It's a luxurious upgraded version of the previous topic, and it's also so clichéd that you can learn it in any rural school, but It takes some work to implement it effectively and without paying any price.”

Cole was sweating profusely, clutching his chest and panting for a long time before he managed to get rid of the power that the old man inadvertently radiated just now, and nodded stiffly.

"At this point, the part that can be settled by dealing with 'Raphael Bloodwing' is officially over."

Mo Tan took off his white robe slowly, and then took out a rather gorgeous black dress with two red batwing emblems printed on the cuffs from the luggage, and put it on his body The pinched [Vaitai] pressed it on the face, and in the blink of an eye, it became a filial son 'Raphael Bloodwing' who died of hatred, and blinked at Cole: "Next, we need some things that others can't understand. Copying has its own style, such as my unique mask."

After all, he ignored the extremely poor condition of the young man beside him, so he strode open the last door and came to the deepest part of the hiding place secretly set up by the Blood Wing Family. The beautiful female elf on the high stool opened her arms: "Hey, honey, I'm here to see you!"

"Raphael!"

Exquisite and beautiful in every way, but inferior to Leisa, the Elven Bloodseeker screamed in surprise, and then threw himself into Mo Tan's arms, and at the same time, was concealed and pulled out a large needle The latter of the son injected 15ml of unknown liquid into the side of the neck with lightning speed, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"You're not La Fe."

The beautiful bloodseeker, whose strength was at least at the middle stage of the epic stage, struggled to prop up his body, and stared at Mo Tan with his silver teeth clenched.

"hold head high."

The latter nodded briskly.

"hateful!"

Then, the elf bloodseeker slapped the ground with all his strength, bounced himself back a few meters with the force of the shock, fell heavily next to a floor tile with a red emblem on it, and raised his hand with difficulty.

结果
"Hey~ You are weak now, so don't do this kind of exercise that will increase your blood circulation."

Mo Tan, who instantly appeared beside the female bloodseeker with her shadow step, smiled, grabbed the latter's slender wrist gently, and said softly, "Do you want to trigger the alarm?"

The elf bloodseeker who had completely lost his strength didn't speak, but just stared at him.

"Say it earlier~"

Unexpectedly, Mo Tan actually grinned, and then slapped the floor tile with warning function suddenly: "I'll help you."

Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz! ! !

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!"

In the next second, the scalp-numbing sirens and wild laughter exploded in the cemetery at the same time, rampant and domineering!
Chapter [-]: End

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