Frost Wings

Who is this saucy silver-haired guy who gets the face of a **** gay?

Bai He lifted the white-haired clothes and noticed that the lower body of this man seemed to be crushed by something.

This lower body... From Bai He's point of view, it is simply horrible to see, can't bear to look directly at, and can't describe the misery of this wound in words that are exaggerated dozens of times.

Even if I can repair it, I'm afraid I can't be a man.

He stroked his chin, saw the bed sheets stained red by this little Shou's blood, and squinted at Senna and Sif who had picked them up: "You two, why are you picking everything at home? You What's the point of seeing him alive now? Picking him up is not going to block me?"

"But..." Sif lowered her head and whispered, "First...Sir, he looks really pitiful, can you save him?"

"I won't save people, but I can euthanize him to end his pain." Bai He said viciously.

"Hey! This person is so badly injured that he still insists on crawling to our door. No matter what, he shouldn't die." Senna said with her hips on her back.

"Maybe God thinks he deserves to die?" Baihe took the tea and turned to Feisha Zi, who was sitting silently on the other side: "You see that people are more mature, and you know that you shouldn't talk casually."

Xinto Feishazi moved her lips. After working as a housekeeper and cook in this villa for a few days, she had a little in-depth understanding of Baihe's strange character, and the fear in her heart subsided a little, and at the same time it was easy to Being familiar with Sif and Senna, of course, I know that these two little guys were raised in the greenhouse by Baihe for some reason. Although they were a little cautious, they were essentially two little whites who didn't know anything at all.

After all, she has been in the world, and her life is not peaceful, and she has more experience.

If it was Feishako Shinto 20 years ago, seeing such a person lying at the door of her house, she would definitely have rescued her without saying a word; but now she has learned to think more before doing things—this person is seriously injured and covered with Blood, I don't know what kind of trouble followed.

She is not afraid of danger, but is afraid that this trouble will involve Baihe, who is not ready to do anything to this world.

That's a big problem.

The longer he spends with Shirakawa, the clearer Hishako Nito knows that this guy can do whatever he wants. As long as it is what he wants to do, whether the nature of the matter is good or evil is not in his list of options most of the time.

And she has not forgotten the deeds of Baihe ravaging the whole earth under her nose.

Of course, the other idea of ​​this Shinto Hishako is similar to that of Shirakawa - with such a serious injury, it is better not to save it.

"Then that... Mr. Long, won't you save him?" Sif looked at Bai He with watery eyes.

"Look at him~" Bai He pinched his nose and walked to the bedside, and patted the prospective eunuch's face: "Hey, big brother, no, father-in-law, your bottom is gone, so it's probably meaningless to live in the future...you Do you want to live, or do you want to die, or do you want to die, or do you want to die?"

"The bad dragon master must be too lazy to save him." Senna looked at the silver-haired man who was obviously unconscious and in a semi-conscious state, rolled his eyes and began to complain.

"It seems that this father-in-law has no love." Bai He waited for five seconds, and before the man could answer, he sighed and left.

A moan suddenly sounded on the bed, Bai He stopped, and when he turned around, he saw that the man opened his eyes, and he grabbed Bai He's arm with some strength. Surprisingly sober, two hoarse words came out from his dry throat with great determination:

"Save me."

"You don't need to use save to help, it seems to be the tone of the voice when Wei Guoren asked God to worship Buddha." Baihe pressed his temples and looked at the future father-in-law who had fainted again, recalling the English that had not been fully returned to the teacher: "This makes me I'm a little embarrassed."

"Let me just say, how can someone with such a strong will to survive seek death?" Senna clapped her hands and came over to hug Baihe's arm: "Master Bad Dragon, are you going to save him?"

"Why are you two little idiots happy?" Bai He snorted angrily, sensing the alarms coming from all around him, the height of a human teenager allowed him to raise his hand and tap the heads of the two maids: "Just go inside the house. Before picking up injured cats and dogs, did you think about the trouble it might bring me?"

"Ah?" Sif's face turned pale, showing a look of panic and fear.

Senna rolled her eyes: "Master Bad Dragon, you are so powerful, unless the real gods come, who can take you away?"

"Kou Hu, I think you're the kind of brain-dead dog in Wai Wai's novels who specializes in bullying people. Sooner or later, you will get in trouble with Long Aotian and cause me a lot of trouble." Bai He's face was full of displeasure: "In the future, you are not allowed to blindly participate in such things. Otherwise, I'll strip you off and eat it."

Senna hummed, apparently not taking Baihe's threat seriously at all.

Bai He snorted, raised his palm, and patted the wall lightly. The hidden technological instruments that did not belong to this generation were turned on. The walls of the room instantly became transparent, and the scene outside the villa was clearly visible.

A lot of people.

Baihe looked at the group of guys surrounding the villa, and sat on the chair to watch the play.

Thankfully he was prepared.

But can the protection of these guys withstand the ultimate protection device here?

He frowned at the magical barrier set up by the wizards from the church, and suddenly became a little worried.

But looking at the posture of these magicians, it will be a matter of time before a massacre occurs.

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"Lord Stuart, the end of the bloodstain is here."

The petite figure of the blond loli stopped outside Baihe's villa. She looked at the bloodstain that spread to the threshold, and frowned deeply: "Who lives here?"

"A local who has lived here for 20 years, but it's a bit strange, this is the information." A monk took out a stack of files, sweat on his forehead: "Your Excellency, the secret hall has identified it, but it is not Can't tell if it's true or not."

"Is there no sure answer?" Laura Stuart asked.

"No."

"Then it's definitely fake." The blonde girl fluttered her hair, and sat on the carriage, leaning her head and looking at the villa: "Where could this be? The secret lair of Satan's beasts? The stick was left outside?"

She looked at the delicate-looking silver staff at the door with a flame-like head, and ordered, "Go pick it up."

"I'm afraid it won't work, Your Excellency." The cultivator gave a wry smile.

"No? Is there a problem here?" Laura frowned.

The monk bowed to Lola, then walked towards the gate of the villa holding the oil lamp. He had just stepped into the courtyard of the villa with one foot and walked out with one foot, but the next foot went directly through the villa and came out at the back of the courtyard.

Laura Stuart's small face immediately became solemn, it was a magic that she couldn't capture at all.

The long golden hair suddenly floated out of thin air, releasing a powerful energy.

"The light of the Almighty Lord shatters the illusion of the world."

She raised her palm, and an invisible force shot at the villa, which flashed a burst of light, but did not respond.

Lola's face changed slightly, she stared at the house seriously, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in her mind, as if it had been pierced by a sharp object.

She gritted her teeth and fell to the ground of the carriage. The two nuns hurriedly helped her up. She stared at the villa with a more solemn expression.

"My lord, is the target's magic so powerful that even your eyes can't see through it?" a nun asked in horror.

"No, not the target." Laura Stuart shook her head with an ugly expression: "The target's spell is not like this, and it shouldn't be like this."

She turned sharply to the sergeant in charge of intelligence collection on the other side: "Photos and sketches? Don't tell me there is no image data?!"

The cultivator carefully handed over a few sketches based on the descriptions of the nearby residents that they were rushed out of work. Baihe's house was so dark that he didn't go out, so there were only three women on it.

"It's not them, but..." Lola looked blank: "I can't find any traces of their existence in this world, wait, who is there? Come out!"

She looked beyond the villa to the other side of the manor.

"Hey, it's really rude. I didn't expect that the most talented magician in the Puritan church, the youngest candidate bishop, would get into trouble here, but this is normal." A tall, middle-aged man with red hair slowly Pacing out from the alley at the other end, the Puritan priests guarding the outside were shocked. They couldn't see how this character passed the defense line, but Laura Stuart's expression quickly turned gloomy. down.

Although the sight was separated by a villa, the middle-aged uncle and the blond girl seemed to see each other at the same time.

"Should I say it's really a stinky child? The old Puritan man is really confused, and he would entrust such an important thing to you."

Leaning against the wall, he dropped the empty bottle and said in a slightly sarcastic tone.

"The fire on the right." Laura said, "I remember that we had an agreement. Under this situation, people from the two churches appear in the other side's country, and the people from the other side can attack unconditionally."

"What is hostile or not, and who doesn't believe in a **** god?" Right Fire's tone showed no respect for their Lord: "Not to mention killing the 'doomsday beast' is a common decision made by all churches and associations , how can you keep us out of it?"

"Our country is at war, and that's enough of a reason," Laura said solemnly.

"This is a matter of the secular world, not to mention that I came with enough sincerity." He spread his hands: "I just want to witness that you did kill the sinner, as long as you do kill him, I can Standing here motionless. But if you give up this duty and go against the wishes of many churches and associations, I will have no choice but to resist violently, whether it is the cause of heresy or the book of law, he must be there disappeared from this world."

He smiled and stared at Lola with an ugly face: "But now it seems that you lack the ability to enforce the law?"

"You have this ability..." Laura was silent for a while, then snorted coldly: "Then why don't you show it? The Fire of the Right? If you can do it, I will make a decision on behalf of the Puritans and allow you to release it here. It's okay to have a single power."

"Is it so easy to say? Or a low-level use? But in order to annihilate the beast of doom, I am willing to accept the use."

He smiled slightly, raised his right hand, and a flaming animal claw appeared behind him.

"Then let's erase it together."

This animal claw is a bit like a demon's claw. When it is opened, the range is larger than that of the villa. It falls out of nowhere and gets bigger and bigger until it covers the entire manor. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

"This is the power of a mature angel? It's not easy to deal with."

Bai He sensed the power in the claws of flames, and very decisively pressed the mechanism that had been prepared, and the whole house suddenly disappeared.

While the priests on the ground looked at the manor that was flattened by the claws, their expressions gradually changed.

A terrifying feeling emerged in the hearts of Laura Stuart and Right Fire, and it seemed that this savage slap caused something extremely terrifying.

Of course, they didn't know what Baihe had put in a frenzy, but they quickly verified the power of this thing. In less than five seconds, the tenants disappeared in the villa with Baihe, a thunderous noise and a huge mushroom cloud. Blooming in this corner of the city of London.

With the magical protection of the puritans, its range was limited, but the nasty enchanted air and smoke left those who bore the brunt of the wound and died so much that Laura Stuart awoke from a coma. After coming, seeing his body that was stitched beyond recognition, deep horror and disgust appeared in his eyes.