Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 349 Falling in Love with the Sick Jiaolong (23)
It is a great honor to go to the Temple of Light, so Tan Sang now mentioned the complicated skirts of the medieval European courts and stepped on high heels to the hall.

The Temple of Light is really a temple of "Brightness", simple white, and beautiful golden lines.

The seventeen-pointed lanterns hanging high were so dazzlingly bright that the main hall was illuminated by a giant [-]-watt light bulb.

Tan Sang couldn't help covering her eyes, because she saw Catherine not far away, her eyes were so hot.

A good golden court dress with complicated hem, this person likes to carve flowers, and the whole body is covered with small golden flower buds.

Such high-end and elegant clothes, but she chose the kind of little white lotus makeup that I still feel sorry for.

Isn't this just a chicken that just wants to become a phoenix?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing out loud.

Keberi didn't know what she was laughing at, so he asked, "Sister Sangsang, why are you laughing?"

Tan Sang shook her head and looked up at Catherine.

"It's nothing."

Keberi scratched his head, his eyes became resentful, full of eyes: Why didn't Sister Sangsang tell me anything?

Does Sister Sangsang have another brother outside?

The high priest sat on it and looked at the late Tan Sang, the old man sighed inwardly.

One is very talented, but unfortunately has no brains; the other has brains, but this ability is not enough.

The rest is even more annoying.

Except for Sister Sangsang or Sister Sangsang, a big man has nothing to do.

The long beard was blown away with anger.

The high priest moved his crutches: "I think everyone should know the reason why I invite you here!"

With a light wave, a file is in everyone's hand.

"Dragon God has not been born in my Guangming Temple for nearly a thousand years, and recently, Shura's killing monsters are ready to move. The current plan is to rely on everyone's concerted efforts to resist Shura."

Tan Sang weighed the things in his hands, and knew that there was definitely not only one dossier in it, there should be a magic weapon at hand.

Sure enough, the high priest said again: "There are weapons prepared for you in the dossier, I hope you will use them well."

Tan Sang naturally had to see what the old man was going to give, and activated the magic. Suddenly, the thing in his hand seemed to explode.

The overwhelming steam was like magic that exploded, mixed with Tan Sang's magic, and rushed in all directions quickly.

Like a raging wind, a thunderstorm neighs.

However, this magic weapon seems to have its own consciousness, and the attack magic splits the surface and hits everyone violently.

Tan Sang immediately activated the magic circle to trap all these violent magics, but to trap such powerful magic, Tan Sang alone was not enough.

But Tan Sang actually used himself as a container to absorb all the magic...? !
What kind of shit is this? !
The dust and mist gradually dissipated. With such a powerful, nearly fifteenth-level magic, no one present was injured!
Just because of this one person.

Can she resist such a powerful and overbearing magic alone? !

Everyone had to sigh again, Tan Sang is amazing.

When all the smoke dissipated, a beautiful rose bloomed behind the woman's bright red court dress.

Her soft golden hair cascaded down like seaweed.

The lips that were as gorgeous as peach blossoms were raised, and the white and slender fingers like onion roots gently brushed the blood on the corners of the lips.

Such an appearance, the beauty is flamboyant, and the beauty is thrilling.

(End of this chapter)