I'm a priest in North America, and I'm my own god.

Chapter 126 The Spring of Paper Makers (3/4 Please vote for me)

Even before the dark clouds came over, the other party's violent intentions had already been conveyed.

In the roar, whether it was Chen Yuan as the golden armored god, or the Eastern Golden Camel man as the rescued object.

They all understood the meaning of the roar.

"If you dare to snatch my prey, you will die!"

The syllables of the roar are very simple, but the two people who understand it do not rely on the syllables to understand, but the meaning of this sentence goes straight to the soul.

From this moment, Chen Yuan knew that this was definitely not a monster. Someone with such abilities could only be something similar to an evil god or a god.

But he didn't stop. It was the first time he had managed to save someone. If he failed, where would he put his face?

Therefore, even though it was very hard to drag one person to fly, his wind control skills had been pushed to the extreme, and he could fly quite fast while holding the two of them together.

Coupled with his recent surge in strength, although the unknown evil god behind him came very quickly with the overwhelming momentum of the world, he was not slow either.

The Amazon jungle is huge, and the enemy is coming menacingly. If you keep running like this, you will definitely be outrun and you will die.

But there is no way out, and he saw a river under his nose, the Amazon River.

A piece of hot knowledge he learned after becoming a god is that natural rivers can isolate many demons, ghosts, and gods from detection, unless the god or demons are of the water system and are in charge of this section.

Or maybe this god is too powerful.

But how powerful can the spirit that wakes up at this moment be?

But looking at this momentum, it is definitely stronger than his current trance state.

So he looked at the billowing dark clouds that were getting closer and closer behind him, and quickly took the golden camel man in his hand and fell into the Amazon River.

Watching the golden-armored god and his prey disappear into the depths of the river, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly condensed into a human face, and a human face with particularly large eyes roared towards the river.

Even Chen Yuan, who was hiding under the water, heard the meaning of the roar.

"I won't let you go!"

Using his divine power to protect the man in front of him as the river flowed, Chen Yuan finally carried him ashore without feeling the threat.

“A cause has an effect, and now you and I are done with the cause and effect in the past, let’s just say goodbye.

Also, for some unknown reason, that evil god is targeting you. You will never be able to enter this Amazon jungle again. If you do, you will definitely die.

If you are really short of money, come to Rainbow Town in America, Texas!

The development prospects there are very good. If you dare to venture into the Amazon jungle, there may be better development there.

This is the number from John, the mayor of Rainbow Town. Just say it was from the priest and he will give you a formal work contract.

In this way, you can enter America through formal channels and carry out regular work.

In fact, a character like yours is more suitable to be a guardian knight there, also called a divine guard. "

After the words fell, the body of the golden-armored godman slowly dissipated, and then turned into a wooden sign with two words written on it and fell to the ground.

The golden camel man picked it up and took a look and found that it was the sign given to him by the compatriot who had smuggled himself to Brazil by plane and carried a box not long ago.

He never threw it away. After all, it was given to him by his compatriots. A small gift that only seemed sincere in a foreign country was more affectionate than a gift!

So, he kept it in his bag, which meant that the golden-armored god who saved his life just now was actually transformed from this wooden sign.

Just when he thought of this, the wooden sign in his hand suddenly seemed to turn into sand, turning into debris and falling from his fingers.

Only then did he remember what the golden-armored god said just now.

Because those few words he said to the Brazilian gangster on behalf of the Oriental man turned out to be the other party who saved his life.

Sure enough, good intentions are rewarded!

Although this sentence seems a bit poisonous, isn't it because of the kindness in return that he was saved now?

Chen Yuan returned to his own body without any danger, and it was the first time that he was lost in thought thousands of miles away. It was nervous and exciting, and it felt so good!

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw John, who was fully clothed and guarding outside the temple gate, and a dozen Taoist priests with sprays on their hands.

Outside the main hall, the bustling people of Rainbow Town were also armed with live ammunition.

As well as the tourists watching from a distance outside the Dubos Sima Temple, as well as the ears and eyes sent from various places.

Actually, it doesn’t have to be so troublesome.

There are Ma Jifen and Lin Chuheng in the dark. If there are evil spirits coming, they will definitely not be able to escape the secret protection of these two heavenly soldiers.

The only harassment brought by ordinary people required John to block it, but he didn't expect such a big fight to happen.

This made Chen Yuan somewhat moved.

"Okay, I'm back, please protect me!"

He walked out of the door of the hall. His long hair had been restored to a bracelet, and his armor had disappeared into his body. He looked like a kind and handsome priest.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone, come in and offer some incense, then go back and rest!

Everyone comes here tomorrow and I pray that the gods will bless you all.

Let the gods bless you all! "

Chen Yuan smiled and waved his thanks to the people in Rainbow Town outside. When he learned that these residents actually carried guns to protect him spontaneously, he knew that he would reciprocate the favor.

After all the residents finished offering incense and left, Taoist Shouxin and John waited aside.

"It was a person I met in Brazil. He thought I was an ordinary person, so he helped me without asking his name or origin, and he even helped without asking for anything in return.

This time he was in danger, so I helped him, which was considered as repaying the cause and effect!

This time, the opponent is a bit evil, and seems to be eyeing the Oriental! "

Chen Yuan told them the reason for his fugue, and then talked about the evil god deep in the Amazon jungle.

In his heart, he felt that the other party was stronger than himself, but not by much.

If he were present in person, he would definitely be stronger than the opponent, and now Chen Yuan is no longer fighting alone.

He has his subordinates Lin Chuheng, Ma Jifen, Mr. Guan Dexing and the Golden Flower Empress, as well as an army of five hundred servants if they are all recruited.

If he was really going to offend himself, it would not be impossible for him to issue an order and send troops to march directly into the Brazilian Amazon jungle in South America to capture the evil god and extract his soul.

But after all, he was not familiar with the place, and the powerful dragon was not overpowering the local snake, so he didn't have this idea now.

Besides, South America is too far away from our territory.

Even when Tengu was still a Cerberus, he once wanted to trick himself into going to South America to get some Quetzalcoatl and steal his godhead.

When he thought of this, he remembered that whether it was his army of servants or the souls in the social palace that had been established in Rainbow Town, their hands were bare and had nothing.

Shaanxi, Chang'an.

The work of a paper maker could make a living in the past, but now Lao Cui feels that the business is getting weaker and weaker.

In the past, during New Years and holidays, I would burn some clothes, houses, cars, mobile phones, etc. for my ancestors. If not, I would also burn some charging cables and so on.

But now, the flavor of the New Year is getting weaker and weaker, and I can’t even think of burning paper to my ancestors during the holidays.

His paper-making shop is about to be out of business.

Just then I received a call: "Comrade Lao Cui, hello!

Some of our comrades went to your store to discuss some matters with you. Are you in the store? "