Ultra: Dark Tiga, but the silver-haired beautiful girl

Time soon came to the last hour of the prophet's preaching.

"Come to me to get your clothes."

The gray-robed believer waved his hands: "Line up and come one by one."

"There are so many people."

The believer who was in charge of giving guidance nearby exclaimed.

"This shows that the prophet is famous and renowned."

"Indeed, after all, the elusive prophet is coming."

The believer asked, "But wouldn't it be bad if there were too many people?"

"What do you mean? Wouldn't it be better to have more people?"

"Think about it, with so many people here, will it attract the attention of the authorities?"

"Official attention?"

As soon as he said this, several younger believers nearby became nervous and began to look around.

"What are you looking at?"

An older believer reprimanded him, "You are so flustered, like a thief. Aren't you afraid of affecting the church's image?"

Several young believers expressed their concerns.

The older believer said nonchalantly, "I thought it was something else, but it turns out to be such a trivial matter."

"Official? You mean the new Sora Alliance?"

"Why would those big shots care about this?"

"Now that monsters appear so frequently, they have already occupied all their attention."

"They are so busy dealing with the monster incident, how could they notice us?"

"Besides, don't you know who is coming today?"

"Yes, it's the Prophet."

"Then let me ask you, why is the prophet called a prophet? Isn't it because he can see through the future and control his destiny?"

"Do you think he won't make plans in advance for today's incident?"

"With that master's ability, he must have arranged everything. Why do you still need to worry about it?"

"...That's true."

"So, do your job well!"

"Yes..."

Above the clouds, on a silver airship.

The young officer frowned as he looked at the crowd surging in the surveillance video below and asked the adjutant beside him, "Have they always been so arrogant?"

“There must be at least several thousand people here, right?”

"They illegally gathered people and recruited followers without authorization."

"Don't you know this is against the law?"

"With such a big commotion, the city lord didn't even react?"

The adjutant wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "There weren't so many people before."

"In fact, this church used to be very low-key. Usually, it just recruited middle-aged and elderly believers under the guise of sending rice, noodles and other daily necessities. This is the first time I have seen so many people."

"As for the city lord, look here."

He pointed at several young men in the surveillance video who were obviously well-proportioned and had resolute expressions.

"Although these people have tried their best to cover up, their behavior still shows the style of the army. They should be sent by the city lord."

"Not stupid."

The young officer nodded.

"Are we going to wait here?"

the adjutant asked.

"We have to wait."

The officer took off his uniform lining, revealing his cheetah-like upper body.

"But you wait."

As he spoke, he quickly changed into a slightly worn coarse cloth shirt.

"I'll go in in a moment, wait for my signal."

"Order."

After a while, he landed on the ground, looked around and walked into the depths of the woods.

At this moment, his eyes lit up.

He saw a black-haired young man not far in front of him, and he seemed to be moving in the same direction as him.

So he tiptoed over and slapped the other person's shoulder hard with a mischievous attitude.

His right hand did not feel like he had hit an object, and his determined strike missed.

The boy suddenly sped up the moment he stretched out his hand and just avoided his slap.

"coincide?"

He was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his evil hand again in disbelief.

This time, the young man moved to the left and avoided it again.

Then he extended his hand again.

Before he could take the photo, the boy in front of him, who was only as tall as his shoulders, turned around with a puzzled look on his face: "What are you doing?"

"You're addicted to filming, aren't you?"

"Ahem, hello."

He awkwardly withdrew his outstretched hand and touched his nose.

"My name is Kalu, and I am going to attend the Prophet's preaching. Are you too?"

Kalu, who was in the wrong, introduced himself.

"Excuse me, I just wanted to say hello."

The black-haired boy was naturally Li Xiaobai after his mimicry.

She left Qiqi and Youlian at home to look after the house.

The child Youlian said that he would ensure that every believer was alive, and for this reason he kept competing in Aoshen.

A real internet addicted girl.

Qiqi wanted to come, but was sent back home by Li Xiaobai in the name of protecting Youlian.

After all, if nothing unexpected happens, it will be Brother Ji who is causing trouble this time, and with Qiqi's special situation, she might get involved in unnecessary trouble.

She had already noticed the guy who popped up next to her.

At first glance, she saw people coming down from a military airship, so she originally planned to just leave.

Finally this guy came back to me.

So, she said unhappily, "Yes, what?"

"I see you don't want to greet me, you want to murder me."

Kalu waved his hands repeatedly.

"That's a joke, old man."

Then he laughed and changed the subject awkwardly.

"We just happened to be traveling the same way, what a coincidence."

"By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet?"

Li Xiaobai answered casually: "Yuan Dagu."

"It turns out to be Brother Dagu."

The scene fell silent again.

Li Xiaobai noticed that the guy next to him obviously had something to ask. He opened his mouth several times, but finally closed it.

Even if he didn't mention it, Li Xiaobai would be happy and relaxed.

As smart as she is, she knows what the other party wants to ask just by thinking about it.

After the two walked side by side for a while, Kalu finally couldn't help but speak.

"Brother Dagu, how did you do it?"

"what?"

"How did you avoid it?"

"How did you avoid what?"

Li Xiaobai played dumb.

"Just now, when I was behind you and about to take a picture of you, you clearly didn't turn around. How did you avoid it?"

"Want to know?"

Li Xiaobai turned to look at him.

The other party looked expectant and nodded repeatedly: "I want to!"

Li Xiaobai grinned: "I won't tell you."

Kalu's expression froze on his face.

Li Xiaobai was in a good mood and started whistling.

It turns out that one's own happiness is built on the misfortune of others.

As we walked along, the time was approaching and the long queue in front of the cave was about to enter.

Li Xiaobai and Kalu put on gray robes and stepped into the cave under the guidance of the believers.

The moment he stepped into the cave, Li Xiaobai narrowed his eyes.

The scenes inside cannot be said to be extremely similar to those in the game.

Just say the same.

It seems that System Brother is more than just a product of technology.

The cave was filled with people, and from the back it looked entirely grey.

Because they arrived late, Li Xiaobai and Kalu were positioned relatively far back.

Li Xiaobai saw that the guy next to him was still thinking hard, so he poked him.

"You really want to know?"

"Yes! Of course I do!"

"Well, I'll tell you reluctantly."

Li Xiaobai made a mysterious expression.

"Well, go ahead and tell me what you want to say."

"You have to..."

Li Xiaobai lowered his voice.

"I have to?"

"You have to do this first, then this, then this, and then this, and that's it."

Li Xiaobai said seriously.

"First this? Then this?"

Kalu gestured a few times before finally reacting: "Brother Dagu, you are teasing me."

"Alas, having said this, if you can't suddenly realize it, I can only say that it's fate."

Li Xiaobai suppressed his laughter and spoke in the most serious voice.

Now Kalu began to doubt his life.

"Could it be that he really wants to teach me?"

“Is it because I don’t have talent?”