Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 118 There is a light bulb, sigh

Outside the square, on the street a few hundred meters away.

Yunyan and the others who stayed in place saw the helicopter flying away from a distance.

Yunyan's face was a bit unsightly, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

He looked at Tianye and the others, and said in a deep voice, "Ying Muzhi is a demon. Although, we haven't checked it yet."

"But if he becomes a demon, he will definitely bring disaster to the common people." Yun Yan's expression was very serious, and there was a faint murderous intent in his eyes: "As members of the Dao League, we have an obligation to investigate this matter. Now that the situation is unclear, why don't we stay for a while Half a moment, go to check the situation on the square?"

"what do y'all think?"

Master Tianye clasped his hands together, and the Buddhist beads hanging on his wrists glowed with a warm golden light of merit.

"Amitabha."

"The old monk should be with you, but I still have some things to deal with in the Canaan Temple, so I must hurry back as soon as possible."

"I'm going to trouble everyone here."

Everyone hurriedly bowed their hands.

Master Tianye is a generation higher than them, and his status in the Dao League is quite special.

Everyone didn't dare to be negligent, and respectfully replied: "This is also our duty."

As a result, the members of the Daomeng left and returned.

Stepping onto the square again, the surrounding area was empty.

Even with Cai just now, the weird and inexplicable formation disappeared.

"It seems," Yun Yan gently stroked the beard on his chin, his eyes were cold: "Let him escape this disaster again."

Yun Yan gently closed his eyes, thinking about the possible development of the matter, and murmured: "The three dolls of Tianjianzong, plus one Ying Muzhi...Could it be that someone saved them?!"

"Senior Brother Yun," the middle-aged Taoist priest who searched around but found no trace said coldly, "Ying Muzhi is not dead, if this matter is brought up to their organization..."

"do not worry."

Yun Yan took the lead in turning around and leaving here, with an indifferent and proud voice: "The country cannot do without our Daoist League."

"It's just Ying Muzhi, and they can't let them attack us openly."

"Besides, the Dao League has its rules. No one can break it!" Yunyan said with a serious tone and righteousness: "What we do is for the safety of the people of the world!"

"go!"

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On the helicopter, everyone sat together.

Yin Mang half supported the unconscious Master Ying.

The narrow and charming eyes are a little absent-minded.

She glanced at the large electric light bulbs around her again.

Sigh regretfully again.

What a time.

There were so many people, so she couldn't even eat tofu with her hands and feet.

Otherwise, she might be able to go straight to third base and eat people up.

Inside the plane, the atmosphere was a little quiet.

Zhong Ruirui coughed uncomfortably.

She patted Dahua on the shoulder, and praised vigorously: "Dahua, your flying man just now is so handsome!"

Dahua... I am not happy to hear this kind of praise.

Also, his calves seemed to be shaking again.

As soon as Zhong Ruirui said, the team members were all in high spirits.

Pairs of eyes were shining, staring at Dahua and asking questions with great interest.

"Yes. How did you fall from the sky?"

"At such a high height, it didn't fall into meat sauce?"

"Still alive and kicking, not even a single wound!"

Dahua subconsciously glanced secretly at the beautiful girl who was looking down at the scenery outside the window.

to be frank.

Except for the part of being thrown away as a weapon, the feeling of flying in mid-air with the flying sword... It's so fucking cool, isn't it!
(End of this chapter)