Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 331 Is Fallen in Love by the Sick Jiaolong ([-])
Jocelyn felt angry that Catherine was punished like this by Tansang, but because of the high priest's face, she remained silent.

In the end, I could only feel in my heart that I must give Catherine the best magic book and everything later.

When this vicious woman is dead, he will give everything to Catherine.

The high priest didn't leave, after all, he had to clean up the mess with Tan Sang.

The old hand raised the staff, and the powerful light sprinkled on the slave in the corner.

The surrounding stones have rotted away.

In the next moment, a seal like a blooming flower petal blocked everything.

You don't have to guess and know whose magic it is.

The high priest snorted coldly: "Goddess, I want to bring this slave who was persecuted by you back to the Temple of Light."

This slave must be the heinous Tan Sang before he can dispose of it at will.

And in the end, such sinners must be placed in the Temple of Light, so that future troubles can truly be eliminated forever.

The Temple of Light is a hall where goddesses and high priests from all sides gathered.

Inside, there are strict levels, each performing its duties, high priest, goddess, angel, etc., and the last one is a believer.

The High Priest has been dealing with things like this for many years.

Tan Sang has also been very cooperative.

just today...

[Ding, the current behavior of the host is anti-personal, please pay attention to the host. ]
"The goddess doesn't want me to help you deal with it?!"

Tan Sang's eyes flickered, and he looked at the pile of coke and dust on the ground, but he didn't answer the high priest's words.

The high priest was a little angry.

If it weren't for seeing that she was the only heir of his friend, the high priest would have sent her to the Temple of Light long ago.

There are countless criminal laws out there.

Even death will not make people feel better.

The slave behind her had her eyelashes half closed, blocking the bloody pupils.

He lightly licked his chapped lips, tasted the smell of blood, and the corners of his lips were still dripping with blood.

As Tan Sang remained silent for a longer period of time, the astonishment in his eyes turned into ridicule and ridicule.

Look, this hypocritical human being, who obviously caused all the things, still wants to be the savior now? !
What a hypocritical human being.

"Tan Sang!" There was a faint flash of lightning in the eyes of the high priest, and his face changed instantly.
"What's the matter? Don't get out of the way, don't you still fancy this monster-like slave?"

Tan Sang didn't directly deny the words of the high priest, but looked up at the high priest helplessly, with a three-pointed smile in his voice,
"Uncle Priest, are you kidding me?"

Tan Sang untied the magic formula that had been pinched in his left hand, turned his head in the fading light, and looked at the man in the corner.

"I've been studying some new magic circles recently, and I happen to be short of some materials on hand. Let me try the heat..."

Tan Sang didn't say it clearly, but the high priest followed her gaze and caught a glimpse of the man who was beaten so badly that he looked like a monster.

It's not a pity to die.

The high priest also knew that Tan Sang couldn't do anything good. He said that he practiced the magic circle, probably to fool him, maybe he wanted to kill this person himself or torture him badly.

Anyway, the ending is death.

The high priest looked at it openly, and waved his hand: "Since the goddess wants to delve into the magic circle, I can't stop it, so I will go back to the Temple of Light."

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ps: The heroine's name is definitely not Tan Sang now, but I still use Tan Sang to write it for convenience.

(End of this chapter)