Chapter 254 The Doomsday Hero 92
That's right, as long as the demon is caught, the blood in her body will definitely help him awaken stronger abilities - this is the reason why Chao Sui regained his composure so quickly.

Countless thoughts came to mind almost instantly, the young man looked at Lin Mian with resentment hidden, and the absolute imperative to win.

But what made Chaosui feel bad was that Lin Mian smiled, mysteriously like the holy lake of Ramlacuo, elegant and calm, and said to him: "Are you sure, you have caught me?"

She already has a new idea.

What could hit him more than disappearing in front of Chao Sui's eyes?

He thought he had caught her, but in the end, the truth would pour cold water on him.

It is indeed difficult to break free from the bound rope, but a sly light flashed in Lin Mian's eyes, and 556 couldn't help sighing, saying that the cunning rabbit has three holes, and Xiao Lin really interpreted this term perfectly.

When the enemy supernatural beings narrowed the encirclement and wanted to rush over and press the demon to the ground, Lin Mian was tied in the palm of his back, and a Queen of Spades card appeared.

On the card, the Queen of Spades is still holding a spear, with compassionate eyes.

Lin Mian rubbed the card with her fingertips. This card was the portal leading to the European Middle Ages in the original main plot, and now, at the most critical moment, it came in handy.

All the people present, including the rescue force who just came from the other side, Lao Deng Yuanye and others, all saw with their own eyes the scene where the demon disappeared in the middle of the besieging crowd in an instant.

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The live broadcast room exploded.

The lingering mist hangs over this historic, hazy and dreamy city.

The snow-white mist seems to gather water droplets, and the high-rise buildings are covered by the real fog. Looking at the sky, you can only faintly see the spire of the clock tower on the banks of the Thames.

Above the Gothic clock tower, the ancient Big Ben, bathed in golden light, chimes in the thick fog.

Sunday, morning.

Westminster Abbey ushered in an extremely noble and gorgeous frame. With the sound of the wheels rolling, two rows of cavalry who had already lined up in front of the church, with their legs together and their military boots knocking on the ground, gave a uniform military salute. Welcome to the king of the city.

Westminster Abbey has been expanded by previous monarchs and has now become the venue for weddings, funerals and coronations of successive monarchs and royal family members.

But today, it is clear that there is no coronation for a monarch.

The young monarch lifted the curtain, nodded slightly towards the crowd, and walked into the elegant and gorgeous church with long legs. The shimmering light was reflected on the colorful windows of the church, refracting colorful light on the ground, like a fantasy dream .

Not to mention the walking young monarch.

He was dressed in a neat black military uniform, with a dazzling golden military medal inlaid on his left shoulder. Down, the complicated horizontal buttons were tightly buttoned, which seemed a little ascetic, but it closely outlined the young man's perfectly proportioned waist. His legs were slender and slender. He obviously He had just finished his daily routine meeting and came from the Capitol without changing his casual clothes.

The sound of military boots hitting the ground was not in a hurry, and the young monarch who walked into the small auditorium had an admirable and beautiful appearance.

"When will the ceremony start?" The accompanying attendant took a step slowly and asked the people in the church softly.

The other party whispered: "Princess Bilis ordered, the clock strikes twelve, and at noon, the ceremony will be held."
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[Author's Note]: 556 online~
(End of this chapter)

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