The personal master of the beautiful president

Before Lin Bei said that he killed Michael, Joyce didn't quite believe it.

After all, he didn't believe that Lin Bei had the guts to kill Michael, which would undoubtedly embarrass their Holy See.

In this huge world, how many people have the guts?

Even the patriarch of the Guangming Clan might not dare to do this!
However, Lin Bei has the blood of the royal family of the Holy See, and he can't find Michael's breath, which makes Joyce have to think about it.

There has always been only one way to obtain blood, and that is to take it from someone else's body and inject it into your own body.

This method is very evil and cruel. Few people in the world master it, and it has always been regarded as a forbidden technique.

However, facing the person in front of him, Joyce couldn't figure it out. Lin Bei also mentioned the existence of the "Symbiosis Curse" before, and judging from his posture, it seemed that he really mastered the Symbiosis Curse.Maybe, he really has the means to deprive others of the blood essence and graft it onto himself?

"Did you really kill the Holy Son of our Holy See?"

This is how many times Joyce has asked Lin Bei, which shows how much he cares about Michael's life.

"If I don't kill him, where does my royal blood come from?" Lin Bei smiled lightly, "Could it be possible, do you think that Michael gave it to me?"

To be honest, this was really given to him by Mikael.

When he was in the secret realm, in order for Lin Bei to enter the ancestral land of the angel race and break through the Hedao realm, Michael cut off a bloodline of his own and gave it to Lin Bei, who was integrated into his body by Lin Bei. Only then did he possess the royal family of the angel race of blood.

However, Joyce had no way of knowing this.

He almost didn't even need to think about it, and directly ruled out this possibility.

In addition to the way that Mijiaer took the initiative to give Lin Bei blood, there is only one way for Lin Bei to obtain Mijia's angelic blood, and that is to kill Mijia!

When this thought flashed through Joyce's mind, Joyce froze for a moment.

A moment later, Joyce clenched his fists tightly, his eyes showing a gloomy look.

A monstrous killing intent condensed on his body.

Lin Bei looked at him indifferently, without much worry on his face.

With Michael's blood essence on his body, Joyce couldn't use real killing methods on him.

"Joyce, step back."

Just when Joyce was about to start, a gentle voice came.

Then, a voice descended from the sky and landed beside Joyce.

"Your Excellency!" Seeing Leslie, Joyce hastily saluted respectfully, "Your Excellency, Your Highness Son..."

"You don't need to say anything, I know it all." Leslie waved his hand, interrupting Joyce's words, his eyes were on Lin Bei, and Lin Bei was also looking at him.

"I know, you've been waiting for me to come forward." The eyes met, and after a while, Leslie smiled softly.

"That's right." Lin Bei didn't hide anything, and admitted it frankly.

He flicked his fingers, "Although the old Joyce is powerful, he can't kill me, and he doesn't pose much threat to me. But you are different, you are the cardinal of the Holy See, and the royal blood in me , is of no use to you. If you make up your mind, you can keep me here."

What Lin Bei said made Joyce's face turn red, but he couldn't refute it.

"Papa papa..." Leslie applauded, "You really played a good hand of cards, and you are very far-sighted. The Holy Son of our Holy See is not as good as you."

Talking casually about the Holy Son is a serious crime in the Holy See, even Joyce dared not.

But this doesn't apply to Leslie.

The status of the Cardinal is no less than that of the Holy Son.

"So, I don't know where your Excellency hid our holy son of the Holy See, why can't we sense his breath?"

"I've said it many times before, I killed him." Lin Bei flicked his fingers and laughed softly.

"You can fool other people, but you can't fool me." Hearing Lin Bei's words, Leslie's face did not fluctuate. "You look crazy and lawless in doing things, but in fact, you are cautious and careful. .”

"You use the Holy Son as a threat to let your companions leave first, and then go in the opposite direction by yourself. Because you know that our Holy See has been tracking you, and the Holy Son is your only hole card to save your life. With such a hole card, you How can you fight it out easily. Killing the Holy Son will do you no good, and you won't do it." Leslie analyzed bit by bit.

Hearing Leslie's words, Lin Bei was silent for a moment, and after a while, he pursed his lips and smiled, "As expected of a cardinal, he is not at the same rank and level as that old fellow Joyce."

"You..." Joyce was shot again, his teeth itching with hatred.

How dare a junior in the Dao realm dare to mock him again and again, and now pointing at his nose and scolding him?

But no matter how angry he was, he dared not do anything.

Because now Leslie is in control, and he has no part to speak.

Leslie put his hands behind his back and looked at Lin Bei. His voice was gentle, giving people an inexplicable sense of intimacy, which made people want to relax their vigilance, "Tell me, where is the holy son of our Holy See now?" place?"

Lin Bei looked at him lightly with his eyes, and remained silent.

Just then, four other members of the Holy See law enforcement team rushed over.

They have been searching for traces of Michael among the mountains before, and now they are here to report the situation.

"Your Excellency, Holy..."

However, they were only halfway through their conversation when they were interrupted by Leslie waving his hand. He flicked his hand lightly, and the four law enforcers understood what they were saying, and silently stepped aside without speaking again.

The cardinal has great powers and can plan strategies thousands of miles away, so there is no need for them to report extravagantly.

"It seems that Your Excellency killed me," Lin Bei shook his head and smiled, "Since Your Excellency is pressing so hard, I might as well tell you that Michael is not dead, he is just in my different dimension. "

I saw Lin Bei raised his right hand, and behind him, the Gate of Death emerged.

"You actually have a different dimension?"

Seeing Lin Bei's move, Joyce was startled, and Leslie also narrowed his eyes with surprise on his face.

No wonder they couldn't detect Michael's aura. It turned out that Lin Bei had thrown him into a different dimension.

It's not that they are stupid, but that they never thought that a person in the Dao realm could possess such a treasure as a different dimension!
The cost and energy required to construct a different-dimensional space is so great that even the powerful in the divine realm may not be able to afford it.

He was in a mere three-day state in Linbei, and he actually possessed such means that even the gods envied.

"Michael is behind this door now, and he is alive and well," Lin Bei said calmly, "Don't worry, as long as I don't die, he will be fine."

Lin Bei didn't say a word in the second half, but both Leslie and Joyce understood.

"Okay, as long as our Son is fine." Leslie laughed.

"So what are your plans, are you still going to stop me?" Lin Bei put away the Death Gate and asked.

The reason why he pretended that he had killed Mikael was to give the Holy See a warning, so that they would stop having daydreams that could save Mikael and obliterate himself.

"Of course not," Leslie shook his head. "This is our Holy See's fault. Your Excellency may leave, as long as our Holy Son is safe."

"Stop chasing?" Lin Bei looked at Leslie with scrutiny.

"Hehe, it's useless. Our Holy See won't do it twice. If we let you go, we won't regret it." Leslie said with his hands behind his back, his voice steady and powerful.

Hearing his words, Lin Bei chuckled lightly, then turned around, set up a ray of light and left in full view of everyone.

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