The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Chen Wenxue almost jumped up and waved his hands: "No, no, no! Do you really want me to look like that sand sculpture knight? I don't want it!"

Li Muchen smiled and said: "There's nothing wrong with it. Purple gold crown, chain mail, bright silver spear, and riding a war horse. Aren't all ancient heroes like this?"

"That's ancient times!" Chen Wenxu pushed up the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, "Are there any heroes who wear glasses like me?"

"You can take off your glasses a long time ago, right? The Holy Light will help you transform your body. You have been practicing for several years. Now you have not only dazzling eyes, but also bright eyes, right?" Li Muchen said.

"Hey, I'm used to it!"

Chen Wenxue took off his glasses, breathed into the lenses, and wiped them gently with his sleeves.

"I have been nearsighted since elementary school. After so many years, I suddenly had my eyesight removed, which made me a little uncomfortable. Besides, when I was tortured by the Holy Light Society, I always felt like I had lost my soul, and my body was not my own, like a zombie. Only wearing it Wearing glasses makes me feel like a human being.”

Li Muchen smiled and shook his head: "I didn't expect glasses to have the effect of fixing the soul. If I have a chance to meet Senior Brother Six in the future, I will ask him to make you a pair of magic weapon glasses, hahaha!"

Chen Wenxu said: "Come on, you have been removed from Tiandu, and you are still the sixth and seventh senior brothers!"

Li Muchen was stunned, put away his smile, and sighed.

Chen Wenxue slapped himself in the mouth and cursed: "Look at my mouth, it deserves a beating!"

Li Muchen said: "It's nothing. If I still feel sad about it to this day, it means my practice is not up to the mark."

Chen Wenxue said: "That's right, no one can see through your realm now. Hey, to be honest, you killed the Holy Angel Sariel, and now you and the Holy Light Society have completely fallen out. We are now On other people’s territory, what should we do next?”

"Did we just fall out with the Holy Church now?" Li Muchen deliberately used the word 'we' and added, "Since you had an incident in San Francisco, there has been no possibility of reconciliation between them and me."

Chen Wenxue was moved when he heard this, and his eyes became moist, and he quickly put his glasses back on.

"Mu Chen, actually you don't have to do so much for me. You still have more important things to do. Getting to know you is already worth my while. I just hate myself for not being able to help you. Like trash."

"Do you know what's most important between friends?"

"Trust?" Chen Wenxu didn't understand why Li Muchen asked, and he only thought of these two words for a moment.

"No, trust is not just for friends. Sometimes you can trust your enemies too."

"what is that?"

"Relax!" Li Muchen laughed and leaned closer to the seat with relaxation, "Just like now. When I was in Tiandu, my master and senior brothers and sisters were very good to me, but I have never been so relaxed. You are me The first friend I met in this world, I feel relaxed when I am with you.”

Chen Wenxu was stunned for a moment, then he also laughed.

"There's Mashan, Dingxiang, and your wife too!"

Li Muchen said: "It's different. When I'm with them, in addition to friendship, I also have a responsibility."

Chen Wenxue said: "You have no responsibility for me, right? Let me tell you, I was disemboweled by the Holy Church and my heart was ripped out. It was you who saved me. You must be responsible for me to the end!"

After saying that, he burst into laughter

Li Muchen said: "Don't worry, I will give you an explanation after all. When I come to Europe this time, I not only want to get an explanation for you, but also help you reach a higher level."

While they were talking, Joyce opened the door and came in, her hair still stained with late night dew.

"Joyce, where have you been?" Chen Wenxue asked.

"Holy Light Laboratory." Joyce took off his coat and threw it on the sofa. "Master Li is looking for the arsonist. Sariel and Hawkwood will definitely go there too. I want to take this opportunity to sneak into the experiment." room, see if Agatha is here."

"Where is the person? Have you found it?"

Joyce shook his head and slumped into the sofa.

"No, the laboratory is empty, there is no one there. Even the experimental equipment and documents have been moved away."

"Maybe they were all burned down," Chen Wenxue said.

"No, it's impossible." Joyce said with certainty. "I have worked in the laboratory for many years and am very familiar with it. From the outside, it looks like it has become a ruin, but in fact, it is only burned down. There is little damage to the castle outside, but there is little damage inside the laboratory. The arsonist’s goal is probably not the laboratory, it’s probably just to lure the tiger away from the mountain or something.”

"If that's the case, why did they move the lab?"

"This is what's strange. I even wonder if the fire was set by someone within their ranks to make people think that the laboratory has been destroyed."

Li Muchen frowned slightly, sensing something was wrong here.

But the fire was indeed set by the fifth senior brother.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Li, have you found the arsonist?" Joyce asked.

"Not only have they been found, Mu Chen has already beheaded Sariel, and there will be no more Moonlight Angels in the future!" Chen Wenxue rushed to say.

Joyce was stunned, unable to believe that this was true.

Li Muchen had no intention of hiding it from him, but he was too lazy to elaborate on what happened, so he took out Sariel's fallen feather and put it on the table.

He believed that Joyce, as a former member of the Holy Church, should be able to recognize it.

Joyce stretched out his hand to get it, but when he reached it halfway, he stopped there with a look of panic on his face.

The aura revealed by this feather was so familiar to him and so frightening.

"Holy... Sariel...?" He murmured, "It turns out that holy angels can also fall and die!"

"Tch, who won't die? He's not a god!" Chen Wenxu said disdainfully.

"But I first thought they were gods!" Joyce said, "Sariel is one of the seven angels of the Holy Angels, and her status is even higher than that of the Pope. She came from the moonlight, which was projected by the sun on the moon. Transformed by light...Agatha admires her the most!"

"Seven angels?" Li Muchen said in surprise, "Aren't there six angels of Holy Light?"

Joyce said: "Originally there were six, because God has six wings. There is a legend that God fell in the ancient holy war, and the six wings also fell with him, turning into six angels, preaching in the world, waiting for God's Return."

"There is also a legend that when God became enlightened, he cut off his six wings and transformed into the sun. The six wings became holy and spread the way of holy light in the world."

"No matter what the legend is, there are six angels of holy light, which are the original group of angels, including Kamel, Samael, Sariel, Sanyangsha, Ansibei and Ariel. But then they came again. An Azazel, said to be the Hidden Wing of God. And he is also the leader of the current angel group, becoming the largest holy angel."

Having said this, Joyce finally picked up the Feather of Holy Light on the table.

The moment his fingers touched the feathers, his whole body trembled, as if he had received an electric shock.

Li Muchen discovered that the energy on the feather was continuously injected into his veins.

And Joyce's body emitted a divine and bright brilliance.