"Xiao Li, what do you think these people do? They don't eat anything. They look dark and they run out."

Just turned the hotel owner who sent the group of guests out in the morning and saw Li Futu walking downstairs.

Li Futu looked towards the door.

At this time, no figure was seen.

"They... should be people of the Holy Church."

"Holy Church?"

The boss was stunned when he heard this.

Li Futu walked down the stairs and said calmly: "How could the Holy Church turn a blind eye to the church? They must have come for the curse incident that happened here. Florence, perhaps, may be saved."

"Even if they are really from the Holy Church, what's the point? Do they really have the ability to resolve the curse?"

Like Florence's people, large-scale deaths caused the temple's reputation on this land to fall to the bottom, and the hotel owners no longer trusted the holy religion they once believed in.

"Don't worry about them, come and have a meal."

When he heard that it was actually a person from the Holy Church, the hotel owner immediately changed his attitude and no longer worried about their safety.

Li Futu shook his head and rejected the boss' kindness.

"I'm going out and I won't eat anymore."

"Where are you going?"

The boss asked in confusion.

However, Li Futu did not give any explanation. He quickly pushed the door out and disappeared from the hotel owner's sight soon.

The hotel owner stood blankly.

The ones I receive are all weird people.

...

Without searching for the other party's traces, Li Futu headed straight towards the Black Forest of Italia. He knew that the final destination of the temple must be there.

In the battle of the Black Forest a few days ago, although it seems that the ruling troops have not been wiped out, they are definitely not unscathed.

When he left, he understood that the temple would definitely not give up, but he did not expect that such a big fish would be waiting for.

He has indeed not seen the true face of the Temple Saint, but he can be sure that the woman who stayed in the hotel is probably the legendary punishment that ruled all heresy.

Because when we learned that Florence was a blood marquis, there was really not much room for the temple to send people.

The heart of the Black Forest of Itali.

In the underground cave.

The originally calm blood pool began to boil slowly due to the infusion of dozens of rare and precious worlds.

Although the boiling speed was very slow, blood bubbles were clearly visible slowly coming out from the bottom of the pond, as if someone was breathing at the bottom of the pond.

Kloy stood at the edge of the blood pool, observing the movements of the blood pool with a focused expression. Looking at the changes in the water of the pool, her cold expression finally showed an undepressing excitement.

This time she arrived at Florentza, bringing all the complete materials she had collected through so many hardships over the long years.

Luanwei Ye collected from the bottom of the Le Ren Abyss is one of them.

It took a hundred years and the efforts of the entire clan, but fortunately, all the efforts were not in vain.

Now.

All she had to do was wait.

Wait for that last moment.

"Miss, the temple is breaking in again."

Cloy frowned slightly and stared at Nunien who was reporting.

"Aren't they defeated by you? Why did they run back so quickly? Could it be that they will die?"

"It's a punishment of heaven."

Nunien was concise and concise.

The ceremony had started, and the cave was under strict vigilance within ten miles. After hearing the report from the tribe, in order to prevent the lady from being disturbed, he planned to solve the problem quickly, but when he arrived, the extra woman immediately gave the Marquis of Bruch to the idea of ​​making a decision.

The scene of the tragic death of the Marquis of Des, the opposition party, is still vivid in my mind.

Cloy's eyes froze.

"You mean... Cynthia is here?"

Nunien bowed his head.

"Please give the guilt to the sir."

He did not expect that Florence's cholera would be so valued by the temple that he sent out all the punishment of heaven.

If I had known this, I would have been no one to leave any living.

Cloy's eyes fluctuated.

But at this time, she was not in a hurry to punish Nunien.

"Where are they now?"

"It is still twenty miles away, the black forest has a complex terrain and a vast area, and it is difficult to distinguish the direction within the forest, so it is impossible for them to find it here easily."

"It's really not possible for a while, but let it go, they will eventually come here."

Cloy looked at the blood pool that was no longer calm, with a cold tone and no emotion.

"Sacrifices are not allowed to be disturbed. You guard here and I will lead them away."

"yes."

The words have not ended.

Cloy's figure disappeared out of thin air.

...

Sunset and the moon rises.

The change of day and night appears more obvious in this dark forest. The obstruction of trees makes the night here particularly thick, almost unable to see your fingers.

"We met Nunien here at that time."

The temple and his group had arrived at the place where they fought with the blood clan a few days ago. The eleven rulings who died bravely were still lying there, with the corpse in the wilderness, and the bodies had already festered.

The Temple Saint, the Supreme Judge of the Heresy Judgment, Cynthia, looked over the bodies.

"Why is there no movement yet? Has the blood clan left?"

Deputy Director Li Haotian looked around.

The forest was silent and silent.

"It's not that there's no movement. They should have known that we're here for a long time, but they just don't want to meet us yet."

Cynthia looked up.

Before he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew, and the biting chill came.

The judges' eyes suddenly became sharp and they instantly showed a state of ready combat.

"His Majesty, I've been away from Independence Bay for five years in the blink of an eye. Are you fine?"

A faint word floated and heard.

Twenty meters ahead, a black shadow appeared out of thin air.

Everyone's eyes were instantly focused.

"…Kloy, I didn't expect you to come too."

Cynthia, who is well-deserved as the second-rank figure in the power composition of the temple, looked at the woman in front of her with a calm expression, as if she was not surprised by the other party's appearance, but in fact, the moment she saw the other party appear, her eyes still twitched slightly.

"I haven't seen you for so long, and I finally found out about your whereabouts, so I naturally have to say hello."

Cloy, who was alone, smiled softly, as if humans and animals were harmless, with a warm attitude, and his eyes swept over the rulings who were waiting for battle and asked with a smile.

"It's so late, why are you going to such a dirty and smelly place for adventure?"

Li Haotian stared at the other party and frowned slightly.

He has not joined the temple for a long time, and he still doesn't know who this woman is, but at least he understands one thing.

Being able to talk to the saint like this, this beautiful woman is definitely more terrifying than the blood marquis he met!

"I can't sleep if I have insomnia, so I'll go out and take a walk."

Cynthia smiled faintly.

"What, it's not disturbing you, right?"

"No, no, I feel a little insomnia too. If you don't mind, add me one. Let's go with me together, and there are many people, and it's still more lively."

Cloy smiled and spoke.
Chapter completed!