Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

"What?!" Cao Deshuang jumped up directly: "When did it happen!"

But before Lin Weimao could speak, Cao Deshuang sighed, and took out a golden card with a sad face: "My little brother, my condolences... By the way, is Xiaofan's funeral arranged? I know some dance gods. A team of professionals..."

Lin Weimao was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Xiaofan isn't dead yet, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, I'm not dead, then it's alright." Cao Deshuang scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "Can you blame me for this, you said Xiaofan was assassinated, I definitely thought Xiaofan was gone..."

"Assassination is an assassination," Lin Weimao said directly, not bothering to talk about it, "But the assassination failed."

"The killer is a 12th-order illusion **** and a 12th-order shadow god."

"Huh?" Cao Deshuang was stunned for a moment: "Which underground force is it? Did Man Jiang help? I took the Dragon King Palace and rushed them!"

"No..." Lin Weimao looked at Cao Deshuang with complicated eyes, "It was the Knights of the God Court who did it."

As soon as these words came out, Cao Deshuang's face suddenly sank.

"The corpse has been destroyed. I know that even you, it is estimated that you will not be able to find out the members of the Knights under the names of the Paladins." Lin Weimao glanced at Cao Deshuang.

The Knights of God.

It is an army under the name of each Holy Court Paladin, just like the Dragon King Hall under the command of Cao Deshuang.

Everyone's identity is known only to the Paladins in charge of the Knights.

"This..." Cao Deshuang suddenly understood why Lin Weimao looked at him like that just now, without saying a word, he dialed the communication in front of Lin Weimao.

On the communication screen, an old man with white hair instantly appeared.

"I have seen Lord Dragon King." The old man bowed respectfully, and the phantom of the temple flashed in his eyes. It was a fourteenth-order **** that was infinitely approaching the fifteenth order.

He was also the envoy of the Dragon King who helped Cao Dahua vent his anger before.

"Old Fang," Cao Deshuang asked in a solemn voice, "I ask you, did our assassination plan for Lin Fan succeed?"

"Ah?" The old man was stunned for a moment, blinking in confusion: "Lord Dragon King, what are you talking about, do we have this plan? Otherwise, I'll find someone to arrange it now?"

"Oh, it's alright, no need to arrange...don't arrange it." Cao Deshuang felt helpless at the loyalty of this old brother, hung up the communication, and turned to look at Lin Weimao.

Lin Weimao pouted: "I didn't doubt you at first. If you really want to do something to Xiaofan, you will have a chance these years. Even Xiaofan lives in the prison you are responsible for."

"It's better to figure out this kind of thing." Cao Deshuang breathed out, "I didn't do it, it means someone else did it."

"But the list of guardian deities has always been in my hands, and I didn't even put it in the Dragon King's Palace, for fear of leaking the news."

Speaking of which.

Cao Deshuang looked at Lin Weimao thoughtfully: "That is to say."

"This assassination was not aimed at you, the patron saint."

"It's Xiaofan who provokes a certain guy himself, but it's strange, how could Lin Fan provoke a Holy Court Paladin when he was honestly in Lengcui City..."

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As soon as this word comes out.

Lin Weimao was silent for a long time.

He seemed to want to say something, but after struggling several times, he still didn't speak.

after all.

Lin Weimao can already be sure that there is indeed a guy named Meihuang lurking in the dark, holding the high level of the kingdom of God, and even the Holy Court Paladin has her puppet.

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And the other side.

When Situ Lan returned to her residence, Lin Fan looked at Situ Lan who was wearing a small foreign dress, a small lace hat, and a small foreign umbrella. His eyes lit up, "This is... so cute."

But then, Lin Fan wrinkled his nose: "Why is there a smell of fire and medicine?"

"Don't talk about it," Yin Qingyue said speechlessly: "There are two young people who don't know whether to live or die. Seeing that Situlan is so cute, they want to trick her into going to the woods to play games..."

"Ah?" Lin Fan was stunned, "And then."

"Then?" Yin Qingyue curled her lips with a complicated expression: "Then I couldn't even find the ashes of the bombarded, and now the entire Lengcui City is under martial law to search for Situ Lan."

"Those two unfortunate children are not the gods of bad luck, right? Whoever looks bad, dare to look at Situ Lan, this luck..." Lin Fan slammed it, but he didn't take the martial law search to heart.

after all.

Situ Lan has become such a cute little girl, who can recognize this?

"But those unlucky children said that the Chun family seems to be secretly collecting female gods recently, and they seem to like children very much." Yin Qingyue also knew the contradiction between the Chun family and Lin Fan, and frowned.

Lin Fan frowned slightly.

This Chun family is really damn.

"Would you like to report it directly?" Lin Fan shook his head and dismissed the idea as soon as he had the idea.

The Chun family can be a famous family in Lengcuicheng, doing this kind of thing secretly, there must be some kind of upper-level relationship, and all the evidence must be cleaned up.

It's hard to say whether it would be useful to report it by myself. When I looked back, the official asked me how I knew about it. Could it be possible to tell the story of how Situ Lan killed two unfortunate children?

"Let's find a chance after the game to overthrow the Chun family." Lin Fan took a deep breath.

But the most important thing now is tomorrow's game.

Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Fan and Yin Qingyue Situ Lan briefly said a few words~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and went back to the bedroom to rest.

For the perfect goddess against Zhao Yaxin.

Lin Fan must have enough energy.

…………

the next day.

eight o'clock.

In the realm of the gods, eight o'clock should be the time when office workers get up for work, students go to school, and the night owls of the God of Darkness just fall asleep.

But today.

The Lengcuicheng competition hall has been surrounded by countless gods and people, and it is full of people.

Even some gods and people came from Green City and Emerald City.

without him.

It is indeed today's game, which has attracted much attention in the entire city league!

Freshman Finals.

But it's not just for that reason.

In addition to being the finals of the freshman competition, this match was also a match between Zhao Yaxin and Lin Fan!

Who is Zhao Yaxin?

The perfect goddess who drives countless male gods crazy, Zhao Yaxin!

It is no exaggeration to say that with just one sentence, she can make a group of male fans scrambling to die for it.

As for Lin Fan...

Hehe, before that, he was still an eye-catching dark horse and gained a lot of fans.

But after robbing so many students.

This Lin Fan is simply a great devil who does all kinds of evil. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the shame of Lengcui City. In Lengcui City, it is notorious and everyone shouts and beats him.

This game is simply a battle between the perfect goddess and the great devil!

Right and wrong!

This game directly detonated the hot spot of Leng Cuicheng, and the limelight directly overshadowed the old student finals a few days later, and the popularity on the Internet remained high.

Those spectators who were still waiting for the opening of the competition hall were chattering and discussing a lot, their expressions could not conceal their disgust for that guy Lin Fan.

"The perfect goddess, she must act for the heavens!"

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