Luo Qing was a little helpless, but he didn't stop him. His breath continued to drop, and the tattoos reappeared on his back one by one. The face under the mask was too pale.
The human aura in him was extremely depressed at this moment, as if his vitality was overdrawn.
"So, was this how it was back then?"
Xueyi appeared, sat on Luo Qing's shoulder, and murmured in a heavy tone.
Luo Qing knew what he was talking about. The rabbit spell broke out and returned to the castle instantly, and the holy robe of order slowly disappeared.
Luo Qing slowly walked towards the Cup of Life and replied to Xueyi in a gentle tone: "What's wrong? You should have recorded it at that time, right?"
He was actually a little shocked. It was outrageous that the world's energy level could regress so much in four thousand years.
Although there seemed to be a limit on the number of kings at that time, there were quite a few legends.
But now, after only four thousand years, the great mage has only recently recovered.
It is conceivable that the Holy Lord's recovery has caused the balance to collapse.
Luo Qing held up the cup of life and took a sip to calm down his shock
"There are records, but it's not that tragic. However, even if it happens again, the ending will be the same!"
Xueyi said while floating in the air, his tone a little firm.
"Oh?" Luo Qing's face returned to rosy, he put the cup of life away, and asked with some surprise: "At that time, as long as Quetzalcoatl retreated slightly, or just showed strength, the situation should not collapse so quickly, right?" "No, you don't understand. God is absolute. Shadow covets Maya's god. Once it is confirmed, this will be a deadly feud. Even if the Sun God wants to settle the matter, Maya will definitely declare war directly on Shadow. This is not negotiable.
"Xue Yi shook his head slightly, sat back on Luo Qing's shoulder and said with certainty.
Luo Qing paused and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch Xueyi's head, but did not answer.
In fact, every belief must be respected. Maybe normal people will think that God is indifferent to completely disregarding the life and death of His believers for the sake of another God.
But no one considers that the anger of those believers is no less than that of God himself.
Of course, forget about beliefs like the Magic Brotherhood. Sacrifice your life for a Stonehenge that has no clear function. This is a proper cultist who should be burned to death.
"I'm going to pick you up, Princess. I'm sure you're still outside." Luo Qing shook the rabbit charm in his hand and said with a smile.
Xue Yi curled his lips and complained reluctantly: "Have you found the evil place you mentioned? If I were at my peak, that broken king couldn't defeat me at all, why would I need so much trouble?"
Luo Qing paused, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes. He seemed to have forgotten?
"We're looking for it, it should be soon." Luo Qing said perfunctorily, and then said impatiently: "Hurry up, get a tattoo, how can a little loli have so many things?"
"Ha, your tail is exposed, right? What a perverted lolicon!" Xue Yi sneered, but she changed back to the tattoo obediently. She was not ready to recognize the princess yet.
After all, in the eyes of the Mayans, although the death of the princess ended that turbulent era, if they had been stronger, the princess would not have died.
Therefore, God is not wrong, it is them who are wrong.
Luo Qing glanced at her, and the rabbit spell broke out, and he disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he was already at a hotel owned by the Los Angeles gangster.
Looking at the sleeping girl, Luo Qing thought for a moment, picked up the girl, opened the window and jumped out.
The city was still brightly lit at three o'clock in the morning. After all, the distance between the two cities was not that far away, and the terrifying vision there almost spread over there.
Especially when the golden light was soaring into the sky just now, Fake and Walter were connected together in the city, which was a magnificent sight.
Luo Qing thought for a moment, then carried the girl and flew towards a church. However, when he was a hundred meters away, he was forced to fly into an alley.
Because, the church is surrounded by dense crowds of people!
Moreover, the prayers were so loud that it was like the scene during temple rituals, which made the evil spirits feel a little uncomfortable.
The fluctuations of the horse spell flashed, and the dream-eating effect on Xiaoyu was instantly cleared. She slowly opened her eyes, lowered her voice and asked with some excitement: "Where are we? Why haven't we arrived at the church yet?" p>
Luo Qing pointed helplessly outside the alley: "Look, these people are like crazy people and have surrounded the church."
Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then quietly stretched out her head to take a look, then quickly pulled back, frowning and murmuring: "There weren't that many just now, how could it be."
In her mind, after arriving in this city, they selected a target and planned to steal the statue, but failed because of the lunatic bishop who got up in the middle of the night to urinate into the holy water.
In her mind, it was not impossible to steal the idol, but they all agreed that a bullshit church that would urinate into holy water must have no faith.
So I gave up decisively.
And this is the second place. They chose the sect of God, but this happened right after they arrived, which made Xiaoyu’s frown deepen.
Buzz buzz.
At this time, Luo Qing's phone started to vibrate. He was a little surprised. He had been soaked in water and he thought he had to change his phone. Unexpectedly, this broken button machine seemed to be waterproof?
Taking it out and looking at it, Luo Qing whispered: "It's Uncle Long."
Connected.
"Hey, Luo Qing, where are you?" Chen Long's tired voice sounded. There was some noise over there, and he didn't know what was going on.
"Los Angeles, we are safe." Luo Qing replied.
"Come back, the incident has been resolved." Chen Long said gently.
"Okay." Luo Qing nodded and hung up the phone.
Looking at Xiaoyu who was still frowning and thinking, Luo Qing decisively interrupted her train of thought: "The matter has been resolved, let's go back."
Xiaoyu was stunned and asked in disbelief: "It's over? I don't know anything yet, how could it end so soon?"
Luo Qing shrugged, hugged Xiaoyu and flew up: "Maybe dad and the others are too powerful, let's go, let's go."
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Xiaoyu was still in a strange confusion. The next moment, the strong speed made her hug Luo Qing. She threw away all the things that she couldn't figure out, and looked at the scene passing quickly below with some surprise.
"Is this what flying feels like? It's great!" Xiaoyu said enthusiastically, and released one hand to feel the speed of the wind.
A faint smile appeared on Luo Qing's face: "You can also talk to dad and ask him to teach you magic. I remember that flying magic is a low-level magic and is easy to learn."
"Really?" Xiaoyu turned her head, her eyes sparkling.
Flying is always the most desirable thing for human beings, otherwise there would be no airplanes, right?
"Of course, just ask dad to know this. How can I still lie to you?" Luo Qing replied, speeding up suddenly, and in an instant, the two of them disappeared under the night amidst the girl's exclamation.
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Hollywood.
The Holy Master looked at the disappearing vision and asked impatiently: "Ximu, is this Santa Claus's secret realm you mentioned? Why is the magic for finding the secret realm not responding?"
"Well, this secret realm seems to have developed on its own. I can't see it now, but my door hasn't moved yet, so don't be so anxious." Ximu scratched his head and said embarrassedly.
The Holy Lord had a gloomy face, waved his hand, flames flickered, and decisively cut off the communication. Really, what he said was completely nonsense and was of no use at all.
He turned his head and looked in the direction of San Francisco, his eyes flickering for a moment. It seemed that all this happened because of that variable.
Even kings can be suppressed. That variable is a bit too active
He couldn't help but turn his head in the direction of Asia. Do you want to muddy the water a little more?
It seems that I still have a bloodline left behind.——
San Francisco.
After a period of rapid flight, Xiaoyu finally forgot about some unpleasantness. He looked at the completely new city and was a little amazed: "I remember there was quite a lot of movement. Why doesn't there seem to be any change here? Where is the stagnant water?"
"We're almost there, ask dad." Luo Qing said, swooping down and landing at the door of the church amidst Xiaoyu's screams.
At this time, Dad and the others had just finished packing, and Tohru walked out carrying the huge package.
"Thank you, Luo Qing. It's a little late. Do you need me to take you back?" Chen Long yawned and asked.
Although it was very exciting just now, after being touched by the light of faith, he also felt sleepy. Staying up late is indeed a lifelong enemy!
"No need, Uncle Long. I can go home by myself. Don't forget, in the dark, others should be afraid of me." Luo Qing said with a smile.
"Let's go, let's go, dad's old bones can't hold on anymore." Dad said tiredly and walked out.
Chen Long paused, nodded, and followed in his father's footsteps: "Okay then, I won't send you off, haha~"
"Uncle Long, Uncle Long, tell me what happened just now?" Xiaoyu ran over quickly, took Chen Long's hand and shook it constantly.
"Uh, Xiaoyu, you've been running all day, aren't you tired?" Chen Long asked helplessly.
"Eh?" Xiaoyu was stunned, and it was a bit strange: "When you say that, I don't seem to be tired at all. I don't want to sleep at all."
Luo Qing smiled and shook his head. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and shouted: "Uncle Long, wait!"
Chen Long paused and turned around: "What's wrong?"
Luo Qing's eyes widened and he said in a trembling tone: "Uncle Long, it seems that the people in District 13 are still locked up! It's been more than fifteen hours! They won't starve to death, right?"
Chen Long was also shocked, and his strong sleepiness instantly dissipated: "No, Black!"
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District 13, underground prison.
Black leaned weakly in the center of a group of subordinates and asked feebly: "Haven't you opened it yet? How long has it been and your superiors haven't come to ask?"
One of his men replied weakly: "There was a lot of movement just now, we must have been forgotten!"
Another strong man who was trying to open the lock couldn't help but cursed: "Fake, who designed the prison? Why do you want it to be so strong?"
Blake looked out from the gap in the prison and couldn't help but shed a line of tears: "Chen Long, my best friend, have you forgotten me too? I'm so hungry~"