Generals, look at me, and I look at you, and I was confused for a moment and didn't understand what this means.

Hoan Risen was also confused and said in confusion: "Was anyone present scared you? Tell me, I can ask him to leave for the time being, or put on a mask."

Ho Anlison said this for no reason. Because of race, the knights of the church are tall and big. In addition, after fighting on the battlefield for a long time, they will inevitably be infected with murderous aura. If they are not friendly, it is really no different from the green face and fangs. Not every knight can be as handsome as Lancelot.

Chu Fan shook his head, his voice low as if he was whispering: "I'm not afraid of you."

Hoan Risen: "Oh? Who are you afraid of?"

Chu Fan: "General."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the banquet hall dropped to freezing point, and the air was as turbid as cement, making people breathless.

In the 100-day battle of Chang'an, the church won, which is undoubtedly true, but the evil ghost on the battlefield left a psychological shadow on every knight.

There is a saying in the Age of Colonial: the Federation relies on technology, the empire relies on evolution, and the church relies on faith.

In Chang'an, the evil ghost on the battlefield killed the faith of the church. At the end of the battle, no one dared to be a charge suicide squad, which was already very telling.

Fortunately, the evil ghost is dead, and the shadow only belongs to the past.

The divine seal between Huo Anlison's eyebrows began to emerge, and the warm golden fire flowed along the table and climbed onto Chu Fan, as if burning his fear: "Luo You are dead, what else can you be afraid of?"

Chu Fan's eyes were as dark as stagnant water. He smiled briefly and said quietly: "No one who betrayed him will be able to end up with a good end."

After hearing this, Ho Anlison probably understood the reason and couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect that my right hand is so firm in fatalism."

Chu Fan looked up at Huo Anlison, his voice trembling obviously: "You don't understand that all those who betray him are dead, and no one will live."

"When a person dies, all stories will disappear. The dead will not affect the living, even a monster." Hoanlison patted his hands gently and called out, "Let's go straight to the topic and let the waiter serve the main course. My right hand needs a full meal and soothe his soul with delicious food."

The main table and the secondary table were combined, and a total of 108 people attended the banquet, and 108 luxuriously decorated dining trucks were slowly pushed in, pushed by 108 servants who had been trained by the most rigorously trained. They were all slender nun servants, wearing pure white uniforms, just like angels coming from heaven.

At this time, the food on the dining car was covered with a special lid, maintaining the elegant and mysterious. Before the lid was opened, no one knew what kind of food was stored. This was the food given by the Pope. Is it a delicacy of the sea? Or a dragon's liver and phoenix gallbladder?

The beautiful silver tableware was placed in front of the generals, and the food was brought up. Everyone looked at the food in front of them with anticipation. In order to leave a good impression on the Pope, they began to praise the tableware and used all the praise they could think of.

What's more, before opening the lid of the meal, he poked his nose over exaggeratedly, smelled it intoxicatingly, and said in admiration: "Love my Lord, this is the most fragrant food I have ever smelled. I can't wait to put it into my mouth!"

Hoanlison looked at the general and smiled and said, "You will definitely like it."

Seeing that Ho Anlison was very satisfied with the praise of others, the other generals also praised each other. Some even began to wipe their tears, saying that they had never been so expecting a supper, as pious as a believer waiting for the communion.

A nun came behind Chu Fan. The girl was so beautiful. Her white face was not stained with a trace of dirt. Her soft willow waist was full of squeezing, and her tempting curves were undulating. She had a charming smile on her face, and she put the food in front of Chu Fan very professionally.

Seeing that Chu Fan was still looking dead, Huo Anlison smiled helplessly: "My right hand doesn't have to be so restrained. I promise you that with me, this is the safest place in the world."

Through the reflection of the metal dining cover, Chu Fan saw his face. He had already achieved a new life, so young and radiant, but his expression was even darker than he used to be in his twilight years?

"Okay, please open the dining cover for my right hand and let him be the first to enjoy the food." With Hoanlison's order, the nun's delicate jade hand stuck out, and the dining cover was opened...

Everyone stared at Chu Fan's plate with intent eyes, his mind was running rapidly, and he vowed to combine the literary vocabulary he had practiced throughout his life to praise the dinner prepared by Ho Anlison!

However, when everyone saw everything in front of them, everyone froze, the smile on their faces frozen in an instant, and the entire venue fell into a dead silence like a grave, silent.

What's this?

A head?!

A ferocious head was placed in the dining plate in front of Chu Fan!

The eyes of the head have been dug out, the nose is cut off, and all the epidermis has been peeled off by the most professional method. The facial features have been destroyed. It can only be seen from the remaining long hair that the owner of the head is a woman.

Chu Fan stared at the dining plate blankly. For a moment, with the reflection of the metal, he saw the eyes of the person behind him clearly.

Ah, what beautiful amber eyes were, full of mysterious charm like a bonfire, and the smile in the pupils was even more dreamy and obsessed with it.

When the girl leaned over, Chu Fan smelled her body fragrance, feeling relaxed and happy, like the intoxicating wine in the desert. A bottle of wine is like a dream. When you close your eyes, you can see the sand like snow and the moon like a hook.

Since the city of Chang'an was broken and the queen committed suicide in front of him, Chu Fan never smiled again, but at this moment, he finally smiled, and he smiled naively, as if all the burden was put down in an instant, as relaxed as a child.

Chu Fan closed his eyes, gently raised his head, leaned against the girl's arms, exposing his vital throat, and smiled with relief: "Are you here, right?"

"Puchi!!!" All the church generals present, including Huo Anlison, could not react. The sudden sharpness appeared in the girl's hands and accurately cut through Chu Fan's exposed neck.

In an instant, Chu Fan's head rose up in response, and his body and head were different.

For Chu Fan, who is demigod, he does have the ability to regenerate speed, but this ability has a deadline. "Beheading" has far exceeded the deadline and there is no possibility of recovery.

In fact, Chu Fan can run away. With just one cut, his injuries can be recovered. Then he will be safe when he runs to Huo Anlison.

But Chu Fan didn't. He just sat in his seat, waiting for death with relief.

After Chu Fan was beheaded, the girl from the desert took off the transformation ring on her ring finger and finally revealed her true face.

The ethereal amber smile eyes were mysterious and distant, just like the deep night sky outside the window. The cold outline of the face showed a sense of dust. The slightly curled mouth seemed to be smiling, revealing the fascinating exotic charm.

After the disguise was removed, the nun's suit had turned into a white gauze skirt. The desert-style clothes fluttered gently in the blood mist. The hem of the clothes rose and fell, occasionally touching the soft willow waist, and the seductive curve outlined the irritating curve. The white and beautiful feet like milk were stomping on the ground naked, as if the delicate luster was beating on it, making people unable to help but think of a taste of the fragrance.

This girl from the exotic desert is so beautiful that even if she stands in the blood mist, it makes people lose their minds.

The girl from the desert faced the dull Huo Anlison and raised Chu Fan's head, as if provoking him, the entire church, and the gods behind them: "The traitor is dead!"

Hoanlison was stinged by the amber pupils. He showed a rare coldness, stood up suddenly, and said cruelly: "Take it down and catch the alive!"

At the highest celebration banquet, in front of many senior church generals and the Pope himself, the Pope was attacked and killed with his right hand! And it was an insulting beheading! This is an absolute provocation! You cannot kill this person at a cheap price, you must catch it and torture it in the future! It makes her life worse than death!

The church generals suddenly arose, pulled out their weapons, avoided the vital points, and stinged towards the girls' hands and feet of the desert.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

Blood foam gushed out, but the girl in the desert did not dodge, and she didn't even move. Her slender hands and feet were pierced by seven or eight sharp swords at the same time, and they were nailed to the wall with a clang.

Hoan Lisen strode over, grabbed the bloody fox ears, grabbed her face hard, and said coldly: "Spiritual Fox Bloodline? This is really rare. Who are you working for? I have never seen you."

The girl in the desert smiled, her eyes curled into crescent moons with charming light, and her singing was soft and soft, as if the fine sand of the desert was as snow:

We all have time to go hand in hand, and it doesn’t matter if we go our separate ways;

The rain falls like cherry blossoms, bringing you to the other side that you cannot reach;

Although I am just a small petal, I am the same as you;

But I will not say goodbye easily, and I will exchange tears for your confusion;

Just wait for one day to return and take me back to the place I first met

The response to Ho Anlison is the popular Painting in the Rain.

"Huh!~" When "Picture in the Rain" resounded through the church banquet, the girl's delicate body suddenly ignited a raging fire. The ethereal flames were dazzling, sometimes like a phoenix breaking through the sky, sometimes like a layer of fiery red twilight spreading around, sometimes like a flashing sunset shining on the last ray of sunshine on the earth, revealing intoxicating beauty.

While the sacred fire was burning, the girl in the desert closed her amber eyes. Her body did not burn physically, but became transparent and slowly disappeared, like a awakened dream.

"Why is it still so cold?" The girl in the desert chuckled, her delicate body disappeared withered and disappeared in a dreamy way in the flames.

When the desert girl disappeared, the generals present were stunned. They looked at the desert gauze that fell to the ground and looked for the girl's traces, but they could not find it. They shouted in surprise: "What's going on? Where has she gone?!"

"This spirit fox has used twin abilities." Ho Anlison narrowed his eyes and looked at the veil on the ground. His deep voice was like the sea. "The spirit fox that has lost half of its soul will never feel warm in this life, and will only wither in the cold flames. This process is called 'cold passing'."

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