Infinite Script Killing

"help!"

If it were another person, Anritat would definitely reject the other party directly.

Because he is really busy.

In this land of abundant products, a backward and barbaric country, there are lambs everywhere who need God's guidance.

Especially in the recent period, he has felt a strong obstruction. A local force called Fu Xian is quickly occupying the empty hearts of those lambs.

However, this Fu Xian seemed to be particularly rich and powerful. Those businessmen who were eager for money were not stingy in their donations to Fu Xian.

But he didn't get anything at church. This incident had made him very angry, and now he was naturally not in the mood to care about other people's affairs.

But the man in front of him was completely different. This young man who had been despised by him was actually blessed by an angel, which showed that his pure and loyal soul had unshakable loyalty to God.

If placed in the West or Europe, such a person would inevitably be promoted to a local bishop, and could even be trained to become the spokesperson of the Holy See in the future.

That's why Anlitate is so enthusiastic about Xu Tong.

Even if necessary, Anlitat can put down all the problems at hand and serve Xu Tong with all his strength.

"You are so polite. Our relationship is like that of brothers. If I need anything, please feel free to ask me."

To be honest, Xu Tong was really not used to Anlitate's hospitality.

But since people said that, there was no need to hide it, so he said it straight to the point.

“I hope you can help me take care of someone and take him out of here with you when needed in the future.

I mean leaving the country all together. "

As he spoke, Xu Tong pointed at Lerou standing next to him.

This move shocked Lerou, as if she didn't expect that the young master would send her away at this time.

When Gao Zhuo heard this, he nodded, feeling that this arrangement was actually not bad.

When they were chatting last night, Xu Tong had already told him that Xiang Gongbao's good luck had turned into bad luck because of Xunlong Laodao, a bastard.

In addition, Xiang Gongbao was not blessed with dragon energy in the first place. He was a false emperor who forcibly ascended the throne. Sitting on the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, he simply could not afford this blessing.

Therefore, he concluded that it would be difficult for Xiang Gongbao to survive a few months.

Once Xiang Gongbao is finished, as Ma Qi said, those under him will immediately rise up. By that time, chaos in the world will be inevitable.

So if Xu Tong wants to help Lerou at this time, he can only give her two choices. The first is to stay with Ma Qi, but Xu Tong dare not say what the future will look like.

After all, this world is not the real world. No one can know whether it will usher in an unprecedented catastrophe like in reality.

The second is to hand him over to Anlitat. With his protection, as long as he is brought to the relatively safe and prosperous West, everything will be safe.

I believe Anritat will not treat a girl harshly.

"Master!"

Lerou took Xu Tong's arm and looked at Xu Tong pleadingly, hoping that Xu Tong could keep her.

In this regard, Xu Tong could only patiently hold Lerou's little hand and walk aside to explain to her.

"I'm leaving. I won't be by your side in the future, and no one can protect you. If you want to stay, you can only follow my father and the others to Wuxi. They will definitely treat you well, but... this rotten broken ship It will sink soon. I can’t save that much, but I can guarantee that you won’t be buried with this broken ship.”

Le Rou was panicked for a moment, although she couldn't understand why the young master wouldn't go to Wuxi with the old master and grandma.

But her intuition told her that the young master was really thinking about her.

"Choose, either stay here, or leave the capital tomorrow, meet up with grandma in Zhuangzi on the outskirts, and then rush to Wuxi as soon as possible."

Xu Tong didn't give her much time to think, and his voice gradually became stiff.

"I……"

After Lerou hesitated for a moment, she finally lowered her head: "I will go to Wuxi with the master and the others."

"Then let's decide."

Xu Tong sighed, this was a choice he didn't want.

After all, Lerou's special physique is hard to guarantee that she won't attract any more evil spirits.

He walked up to Anlitate helplessly, and after briefly explaining the matter, Anlitate thought for a while and hung a special silver cross around Lerou's neck.

"Beautiful girl, if one day you change your mind, you can use this cross to go to any church. They will try their best to take you on a boat to the Holy See. May God be with you."

"Thanks!"

Lerou smiled and nodded.

"Oh, Mr. Ma, don't you really think about going to the other side of the ocean? It will definitely be an eye-opener for you there."

Before leaving, Anlitate still did not forget to recommend Western World to Xu Tong.

"Well... I'd go take a look if I had the chance, but not now."

Xu Tong kept a smile on his face and couldn't help but cursed secretly in his heart: "The devil will go to that place of yours."

He didn't forget that Lilith was always waiting to throw herself into the frying pan.

After saying goodbye to Anlitate, Xu Tong asked Gao Zhuo to take Lerou back to pack his luggage, then called out Jixiang and handed him a letter he had prepared earlier.

After Jixiang got the envelope, he disappeared into the street.

Xinghualou is a small restaurant in Bada Hutong.

The restaurant is not big in scale, but it is good in quality and low in price, and the food is relatively affordable. Men who have drained their pockets at the Yao Sister's place will often choose to come here to have a meal to fill their stomachs after a night of romance.

In addition, it is said that the owner of Xinghua Building is a kiosk owner, so even if the restaurant's business is not very good, it can contract the food and wine from several nearby kiosk every day, and in short, it can make a lot of money.

Of course, those who can do this business must have strong backers. I have never seen many people dare to cause trouble here in so many years.

But today there is one.

"Shopkeeper, the table above has been there for three days. You've been eating and drinking for free and haven't paid the bill for so long..."

The guy walked up to the counter and complained to the boss.

However, the shopkeeper just sneered and flipped the abacus a few times: "What are you afraid of? Let him eat and drink. Have you seen the piece of jade inlaid on his scabbard? It is high-quality Hetian jade. I will go up and get it later." Take off the sword and just ask someone to throw it into the alley outside."

"But...shopkeeper, isn't this bad?"

The waiter understood what the shopkeeper was thinking and asked in a low voice.

"Da da da……"

I saw the abacus making a crisp sound under the shopkeeper's hand. He said with a cold smile on his face: "What's wrong? In this messy world, if he wanders around with a broken sword, he will be chopped down sooner or later. We are doing this for his own good, and he will still thank us when he wakes up."

After hearing what the shopkeeper said, the waiter couldn't help but cursed in his heart: "You are so wicked."

Seeing the reluctant look on the waiter's face, the shopkeeper lost his composure, put down his calculations, walked upstairs, and cursed: "Idiot, why did I raise a freeloader like you?"

The waiter was cursed by the shopkeeper, so he could only lower his head and walk away dejectedly. In his heart, he cursed the shopkeeper for not having a baby. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw someone coming in and hurriedly greeted him.

"Please come in, guest officer!"

The waiter walked to the door and greeted him, but as soon as he raised his head, his heart skipped a beat.

Why.

Let’s get to know each other.

The precious son of the Nine Admirals, Ma Hongwen, whoever dares to say that he doesn't know him should stop messing around in the capital.

The clerk suddenly felt uncomfortable. This man usually doesn't come to this place. He doesn't like to play with the pheasants and ducks in the Bada Hutong. Why did he come from home today? If he can't serve him well...

Thinking of Ma Hongwen's previous reputation, the man's face became ugly.

Xu Tong glanced at the boy and knew what the boy was thinking. He sneered and said, "Why, aren't you welcome when I come?"

After saying that, he walked into the restaurant, and the waiter hurriedly followed him: "No, no, no, it's our honor to be here. Please go upstairs, there is a private room upstairs."

However, Xu Tong ignored him and looked around. He didn't see the drunk man, so he went upstairs to take a look. As soon as he went upstairs, he saw the shopkeeper sneaking down with a long sword in his arms.

Xu Tong looked at the long sword, grinned, stretched out his hand and snatched the sword from the shopkeeper's hand.

"Hey, who are you~~"

Seeing the treasure being taken away, the shopkeeper was about to curse, but before he could finish his words, he was slapped so hard that he rolled down the stairs.

"I am your uncle."

The shopkeeper fell down the stairs and his head was bleeding. Hearing these words, he raised his head and started to curse in confusion. When the waiter saw this, he ran down and covered his mouth.

"The shopkeeper is Mr. Ma!"

The shopkeeper lost his head and pushed the waiter away: "What Mr. Ma, he..."

When he raised his head mid-sentence, the shopkeeper's head stopped dizzy in an instant, and the words came to his throat and he swallowed them back: "This is my dear uncle."

After saying this, he didn't forget to bow his hands to Xu Tong as a big gift.

Xu Tong played with the sword in his hand and felt that although the sword was ordinary, it had a masculine aura on it. When he held it in his hand, it felt hot to the touch.

Then he took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and threw it in front of the shopkeeper: "Three days' worth of wine, plus two jugs of good wine and a table of food and wine."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the inconspicuous wine table in the corner of the second floor.

A drunken man was lying on the table, smelling of alcohol. Xu Tong sat down and put his sword on the table.

The drunk man's eyelids opened slightly, and he patted the sword with a smile: "Look, no one is willing to accept you except me."

After saying that, he turned to look at Xu Tong: "I have asked someone to prepare a tombstone for you. How come you are still alive?"

"The Lord of Hell doesn't want me anymore, so just let me back."

"Haha, it's another related household."

The drunk man waved his hands with disapproval, then patted the table and said: "Wine, man, there's wine!!"

"Here we go."

The waiter downstairs hurriedly brought two bottles of wine up. The drunkard didn't even wait for the waiter to pour the wine. He picked up the bottle and poured it into his mouth.

After gulping down a bottle of wine, he looked much more comfortable.

The waiter looked on and murmured in his heart. In order to please Ma Hongwen, the shopkeeper took out all the 30-year-old wine in his collection. Why is this guy still drinking boiled water? He is really not afraid of drinking to death.

Putting the remaining bottle of wine on the table, the waiter hurriedly lowered his head and went downstairs to prepare the wine and food.

At this time, the drunk man pointed at Xu Tong: "I respect you for being magnanimous. If you can survive, you are lucky enough. Take it."

"What??"

Xu Tong was startled and didn't understand what the drunkard was referring to.

"Pure Yang Sword Qi, don't tell me you don't have it, I can smell it."

When Xu Tong heard this, he understood and took out a tips bag from the props book. This tip bag was originally given to him by Shu Mingqing.

It was because of Daya's incident that Shu Mingqing inadvertently caused Xu Tong to take the blame, and she felt sorry for it, so she gave him this tip bag.

He said that if one day he went to the Northeast and met someone from the five Northeastern families who wanted to settle accounts with him, he would open this bag of tips to save his life.

When he fought against the eldest princess before, Xu Tong also took out this item to prepare for emergencies, but he didn't put it to use.

At this time, Xu Tong also remembered that Shu Mingqing seemed to be of Quanzhen's lineage.

I saw the drunk man take out the kit, put it in his hand, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Your boy and my sect are somewhat destined, but this wisp of sword energy is too weak, and the person who gave you the sword energy is too stingy." Wow, you really insulted my whole face."

Xu Tong felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.

In fact, when Shu Weiqing gave him this sword energy, he was not even a half-step master. Maybe in Shu Weiqing's heart, according to his current strength, he would not even think about it every twenty or thirty years. Feeling your way to the threshold of the Grand Master.

Moreover, it was already the end of the Dharma era, and great masters were rare, so this sword energy was considered a good life-saving talisman at that time.

The drunk man said this and opened the bag of tips.

"Whoosh!!"

A white light like a grain of rice flew up, but before it could fly into the air, the drunkard reached out and pinched the white light on his fingertips, unable to move.

If you look closely, you will see that the rice-like white light is a flying sword as small as a needle.

At this moment, it was hanging on the drunk man's fingertips, emitting a faint fluorescence.

Even though Xu Tong is already a stable Grand Master with his current strength, he can still feel a strong sense of crisis when facing this wisp of sword energy.

The drunkard pinched his fingers, and his eyes suddenly widened. Suddenly, he saw the rice-like sword energy suddenly increasing three feet like an inflated balloon.

It was as if a white divine sword was hanging in front of Xu Tong. The sword's energy was clanging, making people nervous. Xu Tong had a creepy feeling, as if if the sword struck down, he would not be able to escape death.

Then the drunkard threw the divine sword into the brocade bag, drew a spell in the void with his fingers, sealed the brocade bag again, and handed it to Xu Tong: "This is a pure Yang sword soul. If one day you can find a suitable sword embryo, , you can forge a Pure Yang Divine Sword.”

There will be two more updates tonight.