Disaster Shelter

Seeing the vigilant faces of the three envoys, Wen Wen couldn't help but laugh.

The three lower-order monsters are just not worth his deliberate targeting. The fight just now was just to see if they have usable abilities.

He wasn't going to use his ability to deal with three miscellaneous fish in such a crowded place, after all, he had to hide his identity.

So Wen Wen snapped his fingers three times, and three figures in red and black roe deer appeared in front of Wen Wen.

One of the faces looks like a weird polygon, he was captured by Wen Wen in the old hotel, Kumoma, the esper under Redbeard.

The other is an extremely beautiful woman, wearing a white plum flower-printed classic women's dress from the Washington area, elegant and graceful, she is Hu Youling.

It's just that the slits of the long skirt are a little higher, reaching 20 centimeters below the armpit...

If it weren't for the belt to hold the clothes in place, the scene would be a bit inappropriate.

The last one was Yan Biqing who was full of helplessness. As soon as he saw the scene around him, he knew that he was going to fight again.

He has recently become obsessed with the killing maze, so he is not very active in going out to fight.

These three minions will be left to you. In addition, protect this girl and try not to hurt her.

With a flick of Wen Wen's hand, an energy bomb was shot out, smashing the bloody statue's head into pieces.

Then he handed it over to Yan Biqing and the others, and walked to the inside of Ganzhe Temple by himself.

The reason why he asked the monsters in the shelter to come out to meet the enemy was because he didn't want to fight in such a crowded place, so as not to be associated with his identity.

After all, the person who called his name knew his identity.

So before entering the Qingji Plateau, Wen Wen once mentioned to Yin Hu that the Black Cross might come to the Qingji Plateau for assistance in order to deal with the current situation.

Yan Biqing looked at the three envoys, heaved a sigh of relief, and then walked towards the envoy with the sickle.

Since it is necessary to fight, then hurry up and play, I want to go to the killing maze to play. He is already a severely addicted patient of the killing maze.

Kumamo excitedly pounded his chest, and quickly rushed to the Supervising Angel, yelling as he rushed back: My face is the best gift the Creator gave me, and my smile is my greatest asset, Ollie!

Hu Youling stared at the Envoy of Great Strength with bright eyes, Xiafei's cheeks were like peach blossoms, and several tails danced excitedly behind her.

Little boy... you are so strong, but you must not be a good-looking guy.

The battle of the monsters was so loud that the people who had participated in the bonfire party hid on the edge of the wall one after another.

This sudden battle shattered their illusions all at once. It turned out that those envoys were all ferocious monsters.

But they just hid on the edge, but none of them left the shelter camp, because they knew that if they stayed here, they might die, but if they went out from here, they would definitely die.

It is not that no one has tried to escape, and those who do usually become sacrifices the next night.

During the chaotic battle, two little rabbits sat side by side watching the play in the corner, their ears quivering.

Bai Xiaobai looked at Bai Xiaomi suspiciously: Sister Mi, is that guy really your guard?

Just as Bai Mi wanted to deny it, she remembered Wen Wen's threat to her, and immediately sat up straight.

He... he is my guard, at most... not so obedient.

...

Wen Wen stood at the entrance of the temple, stared upstairs for a while, and then stepped in.

He can hand over other monsters to the monsters in the asylum, but the great god made him have to clean them up by himself.

The first one is the matter of the shelter camp, which should be very important to the 'Scarlet Lord', so the great envoy in charge of this matter must know some inside information.

The second is that the great envoy is too mysterious, there is no mirror in the place where he is, and Wen Wen doesn't even know what he looks like, so of course he has to go and see him in person.

The hard-soled leather boots stepped on the hard stone floor, making a clear sound. Under the dim orange light, a figure on the ground gradually elongated, and Wen Wen walked into the main hall of Ganzhe Temple.

In the main halls of all the temples of King Ming’s Esoteric Buddhism, the Buddha Lord Ming King is enshrined, that is, the side-lying statue facing Wen Wen.

All statues of Lord Buddha Ming may have different postures, but they all maintain this state of deep sleep, because in myths and legends, once Lord Buddha Ming wakes up, the world created by his dreams will collapse.

However, the statue in front of him no longer had a head, so Wen Wen didn't know who the Buddha Lord Ming King was sleeping.

The scarlet master wanted to use his faith to become a god, so of course he wouldn't keep another statue to compete with him for his faith.

Wen Wen actually wanted to pay homage to King Ming, the Buddha Lord, not because of how pious and respectful he is, but just a custom in the Washington DC area.

People in the Washington area have always worshiped Buddha when they met temples, and worshiped immortals when they met temples. As long as they can get in touch with gods, they will worship when they meet.

Anyway, I don’t need money, so I believe more or less.

If you can pay homage to King Ming, the Lord Buddha, then your trip to the Qingji Plateau will not be in vain.

But the head is gone, some can't worship...

After thinking for a while, Wen Wen's eyes lit up, he took out the phantom cigarette holder, and exhaled a puff of golden smoke, which condensed into a golden head on the statue.

Since there is no reference, no matter how Wen Wen looks at the head of the smoke, it looks like the face of that sponge monster...

It's about the same anyway, so be it.

Wen Wen clasped his palms together and bowed impiously, now he feels comfortable.

Ming Wang is dead, scarlet is now!

This gentleman, please stop worshiping this false god. Are you interested in learning about our savior, the great scarlet lord?

A deep voice, accompanied by heavy footsteps, came from the depths of the corridor, and a tall figure appeared in front of Wen Wen.

The figure was nearly two meters tall, with bulging muscles and no hair on his head. The whole person looked like a black muscle bump.

He was the master Darshan who was killed by Lu Qiyou before.

But looking at the spiked suit he's wearing now, he doesn't look like a monk at all, but more like a manga-style gangster.

Let's not talk about the statue of the Buddha Lord Ming, even if it's the poor god's broom star, I will still worship it. If you don't let me worship it, I won't worship it. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?

Wen Wen turned back unceremoniously, and then looked at Darshan thoughtfully:

The strength of the disaster, you should be Darshan, so you, like that Lu Qiyou, have been transformed into a puppet...

I don't want to fight with the minion, hurry up that guy hiding upstairs, come down quickly, it's stupid to pretend to be mysterious like this.

Darshan shook his head: I'm not here to fight with you, but to persuade you to stop.

Continuing forward will only lead to greater murder. Only with the existence of this sheltered camp, those people outside can live in peace. What you did is actually harming them.