The First Bully is a Girl: Boy, Are You Dating?

He twisted his face and stared angrily at those two unscrupulous people!

"It's too much, you guys! I'm not fooling him alone, why did he just chop me!"

"Because you are weak~, he can't handle Fuxi's magic charm, and he can't do it even more with your master's ability, so why don't persimmons come to hit the mountain without being picky?"

Chu youth, who was reading the book with his chin up, gave him a sideways glance.

Gentle sigh.

"Uncle Shen, you can't even do it with Pastor Allen. This is really a no-brainer~~"

"...Shut up!"

If compared to the two or eight classics, Allen's cultivation base is higher than that of the stinky Taoist priest.

But the stinky Taoist priest has the advantage of the magic talisman.

He didn't!

Can't do it, isn't it normal?

Shen Changlin's temples protruded.

Wearing a monk's robe that was broken into strips, he looked at the four priests who came out of the alchemy gate.

Two black and two white, robe holy belt.

He holds a Bible in his hand and hangs a cross around his neck.

One left and one right, like black and white impermanence, guarding the door of the alchemy.

at this time.

Several people frowned slightly, and some couldn't understand what Allen was doing.

How can you kill someone with a holy sword?

That holy sword is only used to eliminate monsters with unknown attributes that hurt people in the Samuel Mountains.

Not for him to fight.

Allen froze when he heard the voice.

With a blank face, he inserted the cross sword back into his back and turned around.

Through the alchemy gate, he looked at the person inside and nodded slightly.

"Son."

"Um."

Light, no emotional ups and downs.

It sounded like fine snowflakes falling from the sky in winter.

Distant and near passed into the ears of several people.

Shen Changlin changed his robes for a while.

It felt as if the surrounding air had cooled down in an instant.

There is a penetrating breath that washes the soul, from the cover of his heavenly spirit, and runs down.

Let his whole person give birth to an unprecedented sobriety and rationality.

There was even a feeling of kneeling and worshipping.

Fuxi also raised her head and looked this way.

The same feeling was born.

With a stunned expression, he looked up with a bit of yearning.

Chu Jun Gu's eyes darkened.

"despair--"

Throw the book in your hand on the table.

The sound was not too small, but Shen Changlin followed Fuxi, and a shocking spirit instantly returned to his senses.

With a slight change in his face, he stared vigilantly at the blurred figure at the other end.

"Son?"

A smiling young man.

Put your hands together, resting on the table, resting on your chin.

He turned his head slightly and looked at the people in the alchemy gate.

"Don't come out and sit down?"

"No."

A faint voice came from the door.

It is truly holy and clear, not stained with dust.

"I want to know, you can see the magic circle, why don't you destroy it?"

"Why destroy it?"

The young man tilted his head, blinked his eyes, and looked confused.

"The formation method is unknown, the connection is unknown, and after it is destroyed, does the Son want the Lord to bear the consequences?"

The four people at the door of the alchemy were frowning.

Obviously, I am very dissatisfied with some offensive words.

And the Holy Son, did not speak for a while.

After a breath, he replied:

"The temple bears."

"Oh, then go and destroy it. This is your territory, right? You can't control it as an outsider."

"Incompetent."

"That's interesting—"

The young man smiled.

"The temple has a deep foundation, and believers are all over the world. This ability is not as good as four words. It sounds a bit perfunctory, right? Holy Son, is this fooling the Lord?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Several priests stared at him with displeased faces.

"Oh~ what are you angry about?"

The young man looked innocent.

"Could it be that the Lord is wrong? The huge temple, countless believers and talents, many ancestors, people with high magic levels, and many people are here, why did you come to find such a passerby as Lord? Do you believe it yourself?"

Several priests pursed their lips and did not speak.

Allen looked at a few priests, and then at the Holy Son at the other end, reaching out and pinching his eyebrows.

"No, you misunderstood, the temple is indeed very big, there are indeed many believers, and there are many people with high magic levels, but it's all built on—"

He paused and looked at the Holy Son inside.

The Holy Son nodded slightly.

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"There was a turmoil in the temple before, and many archmages disappeared for no reason. At present, the highest level outside the temple is the senior mages who are close to the archmage, and their level ability is similar to me."

"However, before that accident, the church was inexplicably closed, and several spirits who were tested in the church could not come out, and the Holy Son could no longer return to the church, and was trapped in the holy pool of the temple. , so—"

Young Chu's eyes flashed.

Suddenly asked:

"Three hundred years ago?"

In the alchemy gate, the Holy Son, who has always been quiet, looked at him vainly when he heard this.

"Um."

"how do you know?"

The approval of the Son made several priests stunned.

Allen was also stunned.

They only knew about it.

And only a few priests who serve the Son know.

But how did this man know?

"Well--"

She reached out and scratched her chin.

He dug out the previous handwritten book with the one-eyed monster, Mou Jera.

Point to several of the upside-down graffiti.

"Look here, these numbers are analyzed and combined, and then arranged in order, minus the current year, it is three hundred years ago."

Allen took the book, approached the pastors, and studied it carefully.

And then all together, it's true.

Several people looked at the boy in amazement.

Allen felt even more incredible. He also read this book yesterday.

I didn't analyze it at all, and I didn't say it. I even went back to the temple to verify it, but the temple didn't have any records.

He also thought it was just a graffiti comer.

Unexpectedly, there is still such information hidden in it.

This bear boy is amazing!

The young man Chu blinked at the surprised expressions of the others.

"If this is the case, I think it's better to stop moving those magic circles and find someone to watch them carefully, after all—"

She scratched her chin and smiled meaningfully.

"A coincidence that is too coincidental is not a coincidence but a conspiracy. Since you don't have enough ability to deal with the follow-up, don't touch it first, and let the tragedy that should not come earlier be staged ahead of time, then it will not end. "

On the other side, I don't know how long I have lived, and there is only a phantom Holy Son left.

Chu Juvenile raised his eyebrows and gave his own suggestion.

"So, instead of wasting time here, thinking about how to break through the formation to eliminate the so-called hidden dangers, ignorantly involving even bigger hidden dangers-"

"It's better to step up and let some talented people practice hard, and strive for a chance to turn defeat into victory when disaster strikes. Isn't it better?"

She said it casually and lightly.

But it made several pastors, heart-pounding.

"Yes, is it so scary?"

The four priests, with their brows furrowed, stared at the alarmist young man.

"Why not?"

The young Chu shrugged and pointed to the books in their hands.

"How many monsters have you seen there? Why don't you recognize the sea beasts on the seabed? How did those monsters with unknown attributes appear and disappear in the Samuel Mountains?"