Disaster Shelter

　　噗!

　　 A palm stretched out from the ground, and a figure sat up with a dull gaze, crashed into the bumper of a scrapped car, and then lay back.

　　 This figure is the Ranger.

"This is how the same thing……"

　　 It took two minutes for the Ranger to figure out that it was Lin Zheyuan who buried him here.

　　 He understands that Lin Zheyuan did this to protect him, but wouldn't it be okay to find a small hotel? No matter what, it's okay to just stuff the trunk of a car.

　　 It doesn’t have to be like burying him alive, and there are at least a dozen scrapped cars on it.

　　 For ordinary people, this is murder.

　　 Then he received a message from Lin Zheyuan, knowing that a big backer had arrived, he pushed the car away with difficulty, then dumped the soil in his underwear and shoes, and limped to the meeting place with his broken arm.

　　 The vagrant originally wanted to make a transformation through this tour.

　　 He doesn't want to hunt demons by wandering around, he wants to cooperate with other people.

　　 But after this incident, cooperation? If it does not exist, it is safe to hunt the demon by yourself.

　　……

　　 Li Natuo woke up in a small jeep and looked at everyone around him, knowing that he had passed the battle for the Cup of God's Blood safely.

　　 But he was injured too badly before, and now he can't even lift his arm.

　　 But Li Natuo is not discouraged, as long as he does not die, he has unlimited possibilities.

　　 The previous battle gave him many benefits. As long as he recovers from his strength, he can gain a strength far beyond his current strength.

　　 Li Natuo has a crazy dedication to fighting and his own strength.

　　 When he was young, his family was killed by monsters, and he himself hid in the closet, not making a sound.

　　 After being rescued, Li Natuo fell into self-blame.

　　 He felt that the death of his parents was due to his timidity and weakness, and because of his lack of strength, so after becoming a super power, he frantically pursued battles.

His teacher was a demon hunter in the upper order realm. He felt that if this continued, Li Natuo would have a nervous breakdown one day, so he arranged for him to travel and relax, but he did not expect to be involved in more dangerous than normal demon hunting. Battle for the Cup.

　　……

　　 Lin Zheyuan came to a city next to the holy city, and walked up the old stairs with his hands on his back.

　　 Standing in front of the door, he took a deep breath, knocked on the door three times and then twice again.

　　 Then I heard the sound of running from inside the door. Miao Xinyi with bloodshot eyes opened the door and saw Lin Zheyuan, who was intact, suddenly burst into tears and plunged directly into Lin Zheyuan's arms.

　　 "I thought, you can't come back."

　　As a facilitator, Miao Xinyi can understand how dangerous this incident is, so she has long thought about the worst outcome.

　　 Lin Zheyuan patted Miao Xinyi on the back, then gently pushed her away, taking out a bunch of flowers with the other hand.

　　 "You, why are you buying this." Miao Xinyi blushed.

　　 Lin Zheyuan scratched his head: "It seems that I have never sent you flowers. Whether it is you or me, I have always been too busy at work. This makes us miss many things about normal couples."

　　 "In the next few days, we will stay here and not go anywhere. I will make up for everything we lost between us."

"after that……"

　　 What happened after that, Lin Zheyuan did not say, and Miao Xinyi did not ask.

　　Because Lin Zheyuan will become a hunter, there will be fewer opportunities for them to meet in the future.

　　 Although Miao Xinyi didn't say anything before, she actually criticized Lin Zheyuan's decision. She just wanted Lin Zheyuan to live peacefully.

　　 But after this incident, she only silently supported Lin Zheyuan.

　　Because of those monsters, those abnormal events, they won't bother them because they want to live a normal life.

　　 Someone must fight, someone must shed blood and sacrifice, and the rest can live a happy and comforting life.

　　 After Sholmo and Ishina handed over the situation, they returned to Washington.

　　 And Ye Wen followed Ishna to Baidia.

　　 She came to Dongyou Region this time to meet an idol...Oh, no, she was practicing under Ishna.

　　 Ye Haimo asked Ishina to give Ye Wen some pointers and let her grow up quickly.

　　……

　　 Wenwen released his black plane from the asylum, preparing to let San Zai Er take them directly to the ceremony location.

　　 was about to close the hatch, Wen Wen saw an old palm on the door, and the containment badge on his chest was crazy hot, which meant that the person in front of him was extremely dangerous.

　　 An old priest, holding a cane, slowly stepped onto the plane, and stared at Wen Wen.

　　 I don't know if the person in front of me is an enemy or a friend, so Wen Wen didn't react for the time being, just frowned and stared at the weak old man.

　　 "You...are from the asylum."

　　 The old priest said plainly, but to Wen Wen, it was like a thunder on the ground.

　　‘How did he know...Is this old priest also a prisoner in the asylum? ’

　　 "Don't think too much, after living a long time, you will always know something other people don't know."

　　 The old priest asked Wen Wen with his eyes. After getting Wen Wen's permission, he sat on the chair of the plane with a cane.

　　 "What do you want to do, the destruction of the Holy City has nothing to do with me. If you are here to make a claim, I am not alone." Wen Wen looked at the old man warily.

　　 The old priest shook his head: "I am old friends with him, and I am not here for the Glory Church. The cup of blood is in your hand~www.wuxiaspot.com~Can you show it to me?"

　　 Wenwen's brows tightened. How did this old clapper know that the cup of blood was in his hand?

　　 When every force is absorbed by the shelter, a piece of debris will appear. After all is absorbed, the remaining pieces will automatically form a cup shape.

　　 This cup is still in the shelter, Wen Wen has not had time to study it yet.

　　 The old priest smiled and said: "Young man, if you have doubts, it is better to ask Mr. Mo Gong and he will give you the answer."

　　 Wen Wen communicated with Mo Gong, only to get a three-word reply.

'believe him. ’

　　 After thinking about it, Wen Wen reluctantly took out the cup of blood.

　　 The cup of blood that has lost all of its blood, looks like a golden cup inlaid with precious stones.

　　 But Wen Wen can feel an uncomfortable breath from the cup.

　　 The old priest rubbed the cup of blood with his rough hands, and then suddenly exerted force.

　　 Shocking power, gathered from all directions, all condensed in this small cup.

　　 But the power between the hands of this old priest far exceeds the sum of all the power of an ordinary catastrophe level!

　　 The sky was trembling and the earth was shaking. Wen Wenguang looked at the hands of the old priest, and he could feel his own spirit and was impacted by excessive energy.

　　 It is reasonable to say that such a huge power is concentrated in front of the hands, and the natural dissipation is enough to completely destroy the surrounding.

　　 But even a nearby weed did not break because of it, but the vitality became more lush...