Bulwark of Light

Chapter 662 Willing to enter my cemetery

Protecting the people in the Continent, especially the gifted transcendent, is what every god should do.

The queen was willing to come forward for Fisher.

Now, Mr. Bai Shu will definitely make a move for Song Ci.

After a while, the officials of Dadu Prison came and carried away the sackclothed holy inquisitor who was sitting in the alley... These guys survived the blazing fire, their bodies were unscathed, but their spirits were still alive. They were scorched to dryness, and their eyes were empty.

Song Ci watched these guys being taken away, still feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

He had just read the relevant files, and with his hips on his hips, he said with emotion: "I can't believe that these guys are all from Dongzhou... How many believers in the light do they have?"

Unlike the "extremist organization" such as the Changjiu Foundation, the church belief in Guangming City is allowed to spread by the parliament.

Their followers are all over the five continents.

Madam said softly: "I'll contact the Bai family now..."

"No need."

Gu Shen pointed to his head and said, "I've already contacted 'that'."

Except for Chu Ling, everyone was stunned.

Contacting the seat of God... In their view, it is an extremely difficult thing.

Even Lu Nanzhi, who has the highest status among them, has to face many troubles if he wants to see God.

Mr. Bai Shu is now sitting in Qingzuo, guarding the land of Dongzhou, everything is complicated and detached, even the direct descendants of the Nagano Bai family may not see each other all year round.

Of course they knew that Gu Shen was Qianye's disciple and was in charge of guarding the Qingzuka Mausoleum. With this relationship, it was easier for ordinary people to get in touch with Lord Shen Zuo... So the previous "very familiar" was not a joke.

But they didn't expect that they were very familiar, so familiar.

"call out--"

A ray of golden light lingered in front of Gu Shen's forehead. The "golden hoop of fighting battle" that had been broken before still contained a faint ray of divine sense. At this moment, the golden light dissipated in the middle of the night in the alley and turned into a lingering wave. fog.

The golden gods of Nagano Kiyotsuka stand out in the mist.

As well as the blurred figure sitting cross-legged in the realm of the gods, the three figures of the old, the young, and the young are superimposed together, and the divine power is pervasive. Just looking at it makes one feel like kneeling and worshiping.

"Mr. Bai Zhu."

"My lord."

When several people saw the figure in God's Domain, they immediately called him respectfully.

Even Nan Jin, who was always indifferent, became respectful.

"Don't be too polite."

The figure in God's Domain spoke softly: "I already know the matter..."

When Gu Shen entered the mausoleum earlier, he told Bai Shu all the details of his trip to Beizhou, and mentioned Fisher's "Secret of the Undead". The token coat of arms of Guangming City, with the dark style of those holy inquisitors, presumably they will come to their door one day.

The situation between Song Ci and Fisher is not the same. He had already received the benefits of the gift of "Brightness" before, and even tasted the taste of divine power. Here, let's take the benefits first.

Cause and effect have been accomplished, these two words are mysterious and mysterious.

If you want to solve the trouble, God Zuo has to come forward in person.

"Xiao Gu mentioned your situation to me earlier."

Bai Shu deliberately mentioned Gu Shen's name.

Song Ci looked at Gu Shen, her gratitude was beyond words.

The latter waved his hand in disapproval.

"Yuji... would you like to bring a token of light into my cemetery?"

Bai Shu's voice, every word and every sentence, was majestic and majestic, exuding waves of divine thoughts.

But when I read the word Yingji, it was quite gentle.

He threw an olive branch.

"Yes! Why don't you want to? This kind of good thing, of course I..."

Song Ci's first reaction was to agree.

He knew what this invitation meant!
This is the envy of countless people, a great opportunity!

Entering my cemetery... The "entering the mausoleum" that Mr. Bai Shu said at this moment does not mean the same as "entering the mausoleum" in the popular sense... This is to accept him as an entry!
As a disciple of Dou Zhan, how could the Holy Inquisitor have the guts to come to him?
Baishu Shenzuo personally took action, and the dream of the token emblem will naturally be cleared!

Due to the incompatibility of the two divine powers, Song Ci may have one regret: he first accepted the divine power of the Emblem of Light, and then he could not become the apostle of Dou Zhan.

But this does not prevent Mr. Bai Shu from teaching him fighting skills.

Song Ci is a born "fighter".

Who in this world doesn't want to follow Dou Zhan and learn how to fight?

But halfway through, his voice stopped abruptly.

Thousands of thoughts went through Song Ci's unintelligent head, and after thousands of twists and turns, the second half of the sentence he finally said turned into a low-pitched request: "Mr. Bai Shu...is there any other way... ...Is it okay not to go to your cemetery?"

"Parrots!"

As soon as this remark came out, Lu Nanzhi was startled and furious: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Song Ci remained silent, just lowered his head.

He wants to stay in Dadu.

He wanted to stay with his wife.

When his wife was in the most difficult time, he stretched out a hand. From that moment on, he swore in his heart that he would guard his wife and become the strongest barrier in Dadu from now on!
returning a Favour many times more.

Bright City's "dream of guidance" could not shake him... The great opportunity Mr. Bai Shu sent to him was more attractive than the "dream of guidance", but it still did not shake Song Ci.

As soon as these words came out, the Golden God Realm shrouded in golden mist suddenly became quiet.

Amid the golden light, no one could clearly see Bai Shu's expression.

Gu Shen glanced at Song Ci with a complicated expression.

this kid...

That was an invitation thrown by Dou Zhan!

In Dongzhou, this is really an opportunity that countless people dream of!

"Mr. Baishu..."

Lu Nanzhi spoke quickly, and begged, "Don't get angry, this kid is confused, I'll tell him to leave immediately."

"Ah."

In God's Domain, there was a very light laugh, which didn't sound like the slightest bit of anger.

Bai Shu's voice was still soft: "Song Ci, don't worry, it won't take long to enter my cemetery... I will remove the 'armor' for you, remove the bright dreams, and you can start your return journey."

Song Ci rejected Guangming and also rejected Dou Zhan.

This kind of thing, the attitude of each god seat is different.

The one in Guangming City will try to apply guidance in the dream, and directly complete the guidance "purpose" at the spiritual level.

But Atractylodes is different.

He won't force it.

However, after getting a reply, his address to Song Ci has changed. He used to call him "Ningji" gently, but now...it has become his name again.

His attitude is still gentle, but this slight change in wording is enough to explain many things.

When Lu Nanzhi heard this, she knew that the deal was done...

"In the near future, Bai Xiaochi will send people to Dadu." Bai Shu said softly, "The Bai family will come to pick you up. When the time comes, you can just bring the token and go with them into the mausoleum."

After finishing speaking, the golden mist dissipated in the alley.

"Parets! Do you know what you just did?!"

Lu Nanzhi was extremely angry. She slapped Song Ci heavily on the shoulder. The latter didn't dodge or dodge, but just smiled... But after doing such a stupid thing, he didn't dare to look up, just shrugged. With his head tilted, he smiled foolishly.

"I know……"

Song Ci didn't dare to look at his wife, nor did he dare to look at Gu Shen, but secretly glanced at Lu Nanjin.

His voice was low, like a child who has done something wrong: "I rejected the great opportunity Xiao Gu found for me."

"..."

Seeing him like this, Lu Nanzhi didn't want to reprimand him any more, but the way he looked at this idiot became a little distressed.

Of course she knew why Song Ci did this.

It's for myself.

"The city is peaceful now, and Dongzhou has unprecedented peace... I have become a member of the Metropolitan District, and the four districts in the south of the Yangtze River are bound to win." Lu Nanzhi's voice was hoarse, "Why do you have to stay in Metropolis? Opportunity, you should try to grasp it, it belongs to your fortune!"

"You are right."

Song Ci still grinned and didn't refute anything.

"You choose...don't you regret it?"

"..."

Would he feel sorry for missing this opportunity?
Of course he was sorry.

It's just...compared with regret, what he felt more in his heart was relief.

All along, his dream has been very simple. In the past, he was subduing the Chengxinhui, and later he was to witness his wife become No. 1 in the capital... Now that these things have been completed, he just wants to stay in the capital and fulfill his promise of guardianship.

The atmosphere in the alley was silent for a moment.

Song Ci's shoulder was lightly patted by someone.

"The surname is Song."

"You come with me."

The one who patted him on the shoulder was none other than Lu Nanjin. After she finished saying this, she turned around and left with her wooden knife in her hand. She went around the familiar streets and alleys of the old city, and found a remote and uninhabited dark place again. corner.

"Little Lu?"

Song Ci was startled, looked at his wife, and after being glared by the latter's phoenix eyes, he quickly followed up.

In the original alley, only Lu Nanzhi, Gu Shen, and Chu Ling were left.

Madam looked at the end of the alley where the sea of ​​flames dissipated, but the air was filled with bursts of burnt breath, her expression was not pretty...

How could this idiot be willing to turn down this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

Thinking of Song Ci's previous reply, Lu Nanzhi felt regretful.

After a long time, she asked earnestly: "Xiao Gu, you have a good relationship with that person, and he...does he still have a chance?"

"I'm afraid...not anymore."

Gu Shen shook his head.

He said frankly: "Actually, Mr. Bai Shu admired Song Ci's fighting talent before he became a god, but this kind of thing...Since Mr. Bai Shu took the initiative to mention it, there will be no second time."

No matter how talented an extraordinary person is, he is not worthy of the god seat's repeated requests.

"It's a pity."

Lu Nanzhi was heartbroken and regretful, and murmured: "I reached out to save him in the past, but I didn't want him to become a bird in a cage or a crow in a city. I thought that one day...he could become a white parrot flying over five continents..."

"Ma'am, no one can say for sure about the cause and effect. The regret at this time may not necessarily be a regret."

Chu Ling spoke, and she comforted: "Song Ci still has a long life, maybe his future is not that simple."

While saying these words, the night wind blew.

Chu Ling's red and white ancient clothes swayed in the alley.

Her eyes penetrated the alley, looking at Song Ci behind the walls.

The golden thread of fate flows silently from the fingertips...

She looked with divination.

Song Ci's fate is shrouded in a fog, and the exact future cannot be seen clearly. This is a scene that can only be produced by entanglement with "Tinder".

(End of this chapter)