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Chapter 413

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That person was wearing a charred purple robe, and his entire face was dyed red with blood. He held a strange longsword in his hand.

He seemed to be seriously injured as he staggered forward. When he saw the Iron Cast Army rushing over, he revealed a sinister smile.

"Get lost!"

He raised the longsword in his hand and slashed down. The power from the Rotten Dream instantly enveloped the entire square.

Dozens of flesh tentacles grew out from the blade and swept across. After forcing the Iron Cast Army to retreat, they pulled a few passengers who couldn't escape in time. Those victims were pulled into the illusory blade. Their voices could no longer be heard, only the sound of chewing could be heard.

Then, he casually pulled a hostage from the hands of the believers and placed the wriggling blade on that person's neck.

"Get out of my way!"

He stared with his scarlet eyes and sharp canine teeth. "Whoever takes another step forward will die!"

Unfortunately, his strategy was used in the wrong place.

The Astronomy Association never negotiated with this group of lunatics.

Especially the Iron Cast Army.

Without orders from above, even if they were holding Commander Ai Qing hostage, this group of war machines would never hesitate.

The purple-clothed priest's expression twitched. The blade in his hand was about to slash down again.

At this time, Huai Shi finally stepped forward.

'Wait! Calm down! Calm down! 'He walked out and shouted, "I'm a negotiator! You can talk to me if you have anything to say! "

He was a ghost negotiator.

He even had to check his phone before he could write the judgment for the negotiation.

But he had to talk now.

Who asked that unlucky person to be so familiar with him …

Thinking of this, Huai Shi couldn't help but sigh. He glared at the pale hostage with a runny nose.

Yuan Zhao.

Why is it you again!

Why are you a rank 2 sublimator? Do you have to be so embarrassing?

Yuan Zhao also looked at him with a dumbfounded expression. He glared back, meaning: I just came out to buy cold medicine. I don't know what happened!

He had just walked out of the pharmacy when he was held hostage by more than ten lunatics with guns and cannons.

He didn't know where to start.

He didn't know what had happened.

The two of them exchanged glances and then realized that neither of them could understand what the other was saying. It was like a chicken trying to talk to a duck.

"Negotiator?"

The priest in purple frowned and asked suspiciously, "Is there such a position in the Astronomy Association?"

"Of course there is. You haven't heard of it because you're ignorant, okay?"

Huai Shi's voice shook as he said, "I'm super good at negotiating. Just now, I even made an old man cry because he didn't want to pay after his sword was finished! Oh, right, is he one of your people? "

He stepped forward and heard the Purple-Robed Priest's angry shout, "Stop! Don't move!"

He stood there awkwardly.

The blade was raised an inch, and the sticky flesh tentacles were already licking Yuan Zhao's neck. Yuan Zhao's expression was terrified; he glared fiercely at Huai Shi, hinting him not to act recklessly.

How was this bastard a negotiation expert? He was simply an evil spirit that had come to take his life.

It was more like he was an expert!

What kind of negotiation was this?

At this time, the Purple-Robed Priest had already made his decision.

Although he didn't believe Huai Shi's nonsense of being a negotiation expert, seeing the army stop when he came out, it seemed like he had a lot of status.

"You, throw away your weapon!" He raised his sword and said coldly.

Huai Shi raised his hand and threw the Sword of Virtue behind him. He turned around and asked, "And then?"

"Raise your hand and put it where I can see it." He said cautiously, "Walk this way. Slow down a bit, otherwise this little bastard is dead. Do you understand?"

He tightened his grip on the sword and Yuan Zhao's neck was about to be cut open.

What was even more disgusting was that the flesh tentacles were still crawling on his face and scratching his nose … … He trembled and couldn't help but want to sneeze.

It was too itchy!

"Good, good, good, is this correct?"

Huai Shi put on her standard business-like smile, raised her hands high, slowed down her pace, and walked forward step by step.

He secretly calculated the distance between them.

Fifteen meters.

It was still too far. If there was a slight problem, Yuan Zhao would lose his neck. Un, the Yuan family might even give him a new head … …

He stepped forward step by step. There were still five steps left. He took a deep breath and took another step forward.

The floor under his feet slightly whined.

Yu's Steps was charging, causing the muscles under his trousers to tighten and blue veins to appear.

Two more steps.

Then, he saw Yuan Zhao take a deep breath. He couldn't help but raise his head and sneeze loudly.

Snot bubbles flew out.

In the silence, a strange sound suddenly came from his chest. The Purple-Robed Priest's expression suddenly changed. He didn't hesitate to hold his sword tightly. Slash!

Huai Shi was even faster than him.

His raised hands swung down and the Axe of Wrath flew out. At the same time, the floor under Huai Shi's feet suddenly shattered. His body shot forward without warning.

Accelerate!

But he was still one step too slow.

Right in front of him, the Purple-Robed Priest's face was ferocious. His body was rapidly expanding, as if something was rapidly growing in his body.

The rotten dream from the abyss was about to take shape and break out of its shell!

"Let's die together … …"

He laughed shrilly, but his laughter stopped abruptly.

There was a burst of thunder.

It was like a predator suddenly leaping out of the shadows, letting out a roar that shocked everyone's soul. Everyone's consciousness froze for a short moment.

A sharp beam of light descended from the sky.

It was like lightning bursting out of the thunder.

A fleeting shadow appeared behind the Purple-Robed Priest without warning. It raised an exaggerated and majestic broadsword and slashed down!

Iron light rose from the sword's spine, faintly intertwining into a pure white tiger. It looked down indifferently at everything in the world. Its eyes were blood red. It gnashed its teeth and sucked blood. Its stomach was rumbling with hunger.

Stared at by the pair of empty eyes, the Purple-Robed Priest's movements were completely frozen. Even the changes in his body came to an abrupt halt.

He was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

— — Stigmata Relic, Mountain Lord!

In the blink of an eye, the Mountain Lord's broadsword slashed through.

The Stigmata of Tyranny in the blade was activated. It easily pierced through the Purple-Robed Priest's nightmare and body. It cut through and devoured everything.

Dazzling scarlet splashed out and fell on the girl's sword-wielding hands.

Yuan Yuan!

Amidst the gunshots of the Iron Cast Army, she reached out and pulled Yuan Zhao up from the ground. She lowered her head and looked at him.

"Didn't you say you came out to buy cold medicine?" She frowned and asked, "Why did you come here?"

"… … It's a long story."

Yuan Zhao reflexively stuffed an Origin Substance model deeper into his chest.

During the fight, the model's box was broken, revealing the scantily clad girl inside … …

"So you used the excuse of having a cold to not go out. Did you come to this kind of place?"

Yuan Yuan's eyes immediately became disdainful. "Think about how to explain it to Aunt."

"Don't!" Yuan Zhao was shocked. He didn't even have time to wipe his snot. He wanted to hug Yuan Yuan's leg. "Big sister, spare me this time, just this time!"

He didn't manage to hug her leg.

However, he was stopped by a broadsword.

Yuan Yuan picked up this embarrassing thing and tossed it to the side. The broadsword in her hand quickly shrank until it turned into a bracelet and returned to her wrist.

"I've troubled you again, Mr. Huai Shi."

The girl in the gray dress bowed, her expression becoming dignified and solemn. She lowered her head and thanked the dazed Huai Shi. "It's all thanks to you. Otherwise, this disappointing Yuan Zhao would have been in trouble again … …"

"Ah, it's nothing. I just acted courageously for a just cause."

Huai Shi finally reacted. He hurriedly waved his hand and looked curiously at the pitiful youth not far away. "Is he really okay?"

Yuan Zhao opened his mouth to speak, but Yuan Yuan immediately interrupted him.

"He's fine."

The girl glanced at her cousin and said, "It's just a small cold. Thank you for your concern … You're running out to buy such shameless things with a fever. I'll report it to Aunt and Uncle in detail later."

"Yuan Yuan, don't go too far!"

As if he had seen the end of the world, Yuan Zhao's eyes widened in grief and indignation. "If we're going to die, we're going to die together. Be careful, or I'll tell Huai Shi … …"

Smack!

Yuan Yuan's hand was as fast as lightning. Yuan Zhao's eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground before he could finish his words.

Beside him, Huai Shi was dumbfounded.

"Did he just mention me?"

"No."

Yuan Yuan turned around with a serious expression. "He caught a cold and was confused by the fever."

"But he said he was going to tell me … …"

"No."

Yuan Yuan emphasized again, her expression unprecedentedly serious. "He caught a cold and fainted."

"Uh … …"

Under the girl's stern gaze, Huai Shi wisely chose to give up on this issue.

It was only right for a cousin to beat up a cousin.

What did it have to do with Huai Shi?

Then, the girl picked up her unconscious cousin and politely said goodbye. After a simple examination and verification, they turned and left.

Huai Shi was left standing alone in the same place, at a loss.

Soon, when he was examining the body of the purple-clothed priest, he saw a phone on the ground … … the camera was still on and the screen was not locked.

When he picked it up, he accidentally touched the shutter and a familiar sound was heard.

Huai Shi froze for a moment and frowned.

[Do you want to send the photo?]

The software popped up a notification.

Huai Shi chose "No" and exited the photo mode, revealing that the chat group was already filled with photos … Every photo was of a face that she was incomparably familiar with.

Huai Shi was stunned.

What kind of group is this?

Why are all the photos in this group … … of myself?

And there were captions next to the photos — — His Royal Highness seems to be lost, His Royal Highness smiling, His Royal Highness's back … … His Royal Highness eating breakfast (*), super cute, I want to rub my face!

His Royal Highness shopping, His Royal Highness smoking (the woman next to him is so annoying) … …

In the middle, there were a bunch of group members shouting excitedly, "Take more photos, take more photos!"

"Oh oh, as expected of the vice president, so awesome!"

"Modumodo!"

"I'm so hungry and thirsty!"

"Type with both hands to show my innocence … …"

"I'm almost done, is there anything else?"

… …

Huai Shi's hand trembled, then trembled again, and the corner of his eyes twitched.

When he opened the group information with trembling hands, he saw the title 'Paradise Prince Fan Club', and suddenly his vision went dark.

In the short period of being stunned, footsteps suddenly sounded from a distance.

In such a hurry.

Yuan Yuan panted slightly as if she had sprinted over. Her dignified and serious face revealed a rare hint of panic. She looked around nervously and asked, "Mr. Huai Shi, may I ask if you've seen my … my … mobile phone?"

Before she finished, she saw Huai Shi's dumbfounded face.

And the thing he picked up … …

The screen of the phone was still lit.

Countless messages from the group members flashed, one after another.

She was stiff in the same place.

"You are … the vice president?"

In the dead silence, Huai Shi stared at the girl in front of him.

It suddenly dawned on him.

In an instant, all the questions ushered in the only answer. Huai Shi suddenly understood, but he couldn't believe it.

"You … … saw it?"

Yuan Yuan lowered her head. She had a dignified and solemn expression, but it made people feel extra scared.

She stared at Huai Shi's face and asked softly,

"You saw it, right?"

"… …"

Huai Shi's expression twitched wildly, and he felt the premonition of death suddenly beating wildly, and then quickly disappearing without a trace.

In the silence, the girl's eyes gradually became red.

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