Bang bang bang!
Lu Jun severely beat Dicaeus's spirit and used spiritual means to forcibly distort the other person's thoughts.
Under the mental curse, Dicaeus collapsed several times, his eyes were dull, and his screams were shocking.
In the end, he said from the bottom of his heart, full of fanaticism and sincerity: "Chinese people are the supreme race, and I am a Western white man who comes from the lowest base."
Seeing this, Lu Jun nodded with satisfaction, pointed to the dirty runway of the airport, and ordered: "Lick!"
Suddenly, Dicaeus crawled over like a pug, sticking out his tongue to eat dirt.
As a result, the next moment, Lu Jun kicked the opponent away hard, and blood spurted out. Dicaeus's mouth was full of blood, and several teeth were lost.
But instead of being annoyed, he said with satisfaction: "The legend is indeed true. The land in the East is as sweet as honey flowing."
These three views are similar to some banana people who believe that the air in the West is sweet.
In the distance, Groken swallowed, shocked by Jun Lu's cruel methods.
This is more terrifying than killing Dicaeus.
Their Parthenon Temple specializes in the spiritual system. It is more about gently persuading others to believe in the temple. It is just the icing on the cake. It is true that they force people to convert, but that is another secret institution.
From this moment on Dicaeus was useless.
Lu Jun looked over, and Groken's ghost suddenly appeared. He quickly shook his head and said: "Friend... friend, if you have something to say... say it well."
He knew that the totem black snake was brought by Lu Jun, so he didn't say anything to Mo Fan.
At this time, Xinxia pushed the wheelchair out of the aircraft cabin with difficulty and shouted: "Brother Mo Fan, don't be impulsive, Parthenon doesn't have any bad intentions."
Seeing this, Lu Jun glanced at Mo Fan, and seeing his hesitation, he said, "You can solve it yourself."
Xinxia said gratefully: "Brother Lu, thank you very much. If there is any need for help in the future, we will do our best to help."
"It's okay." Mo Fan said carelessly, patting Lu Jun on the shoulder as if it didn't matter: "We have known each other for many years, Lao Lu, don't be polite to him."
Although he spoke like this, there were tears in the corners of Mo Fan's eyes, and he felt extremely grateful.
He had no choice but to know how uncomfortable and helpless he would have been if Lu Jun hadn't helped him and watched Xinxia being taken away.
He will definitely go crazy afterwards, and when he reaches his peak level, he will definitely go to the Parthenon to settle the humiliation of the year.
In the end, Lu Jun gave it up. He was guaranteed to get the resurrection magic, so he slipped away for the time being and gave up his private space for a few people to talk and trade.
He walked up to the totem black snake, stretched out his hand and patted the scales of the huge snake's head, and said gently: "Thank you for your hard work, big guy."
Xuan She hissed in a comfortable voice, indicating that it didn't matter.
It didn't take long for the three of them to reach an agreement. Groken promised a lot of things. The two key points were that the first was to heal Xinxia's legs, and the second was that the study period in the temple would be at most one year.
Mo Fan thought it was acceptable. He was about to participate in the Battle of the National Palace and needed a year of training and challenge.
Wait until the final stop is Venice, and then take a trip to Greece to bring Xinxia back.
But Lu Jun knew that Ye Xinxia would never come back and fell into an endless whirlpool of trouble, almost dying from it.
Even if you become successful, you will become a completely different person and you will never be happy again.
He touched his chin. After seeing the Parthenon and the others, his thoughts changed drastically.
I originally thought that Xinxia became a goddess as her destiny was, which was the best choice for the world and Jiuzhou, and that she would transform in a relatively gentle way.
But looking at the stubborn and arrogant thoughts of the Parthenon personnel, I think it is unlikely.
It should be noted that in the finale of the original work, in order to cleanse the large number of Black Holy See members who were mixed in the temple, Xinxia reluctantly asked some of her guardian knights to act as fake "Black Holy See" and massacre "temple personnel".
Coupled with her Chinese identity, it will inevitably cause great controversy. Many dissatisfied pro-Western and traditionalists are dormant and secretly obstructing her. The reform may not go smoothly.
After all, Xinxia was only a super-level cultivator until later. With the help of the power of the soul, he was canonized as a paladin, and he had a large number of forbidden spells and emperors surrounding him.
"After all, after this generation ends, the spirit of resurrection is still swirling inside the Parthenon. If a Western goddess comes next, wouldn't all previous efforts be wasted?"
Lu Jun was thinking deeply and didn't want this matter to follow its original trajectory.
Besides, now that Salan is dead, without her help intentionally or unintentionally, and the Parthenon Mother is also the pope, it is very doubtful whether Xinxia can play with her.
He had no problem with Xinxia becoming a goddess and supported it, but he had doubts about putting the resurrected soul in the temple.
"The magic of resurrection, I'm so greedy."
Lu Jun sighed secretly and wondered if he could make a plan.
The Parthenon Civil War seemed to be an unprecedented opportunity, at the lowest moment of the temple's power.
In addition, as soon as Ye Xinxia approached, he was touched by the ancient king's armor that cursed the galaxy. Pluto seemed to be aware of the resurrected spirit Athena, and was very taboo about this source of life.
The gray spots on his body have gradually faded away.
"The highest palace of healing, life and death."
Lu Jun was thinking a lot. He glanced at Xinxia and said nothing more. It depends on the situation.
He had no idea before. He was afraid of the power of Parthenon, Sarang, and Dark King Wentai. Now that he has obtained the ancient king's armor robe, the first two are not a concern.
The last dark king, Wen Tai can come to the magic plane, the sky is high and the emperor is far away.
After all, it is about improving strength and longing for more.
"The Holy Totem White Tiger, the Pluto Realm, and the Resurrection Soul. The origins of the three Chinese Emperors are gathered into one. I wonder if they can soar to the roof and gain eternal life."
He was silent, just take it one step at a time. After all, he didn't really want to take away Xinxia's things. If she couldn't hold it, it would be a different matter.
On the other side, Mo Fan personally saw off Xinxia and the Parthenon group. He felt extremely disappointed. This was the first time that his sister had left him in such a long time.
Lu Jun also waved goodbye to the totem black snake. The majestic mountain-like snake disappeared, and the airport chaos returned to calm.
Only the locals in Hangzhou knew the situation and helped comfort the passengers from other places, otherwise the commotion would expand.
The people from the Tribunal flew in and did not dare to stop them, they could only organize order.
Then Lu Jun saw Mo Fan's depressed look and glanced at Sister Tang Yue who was approaching from a distance. He said with a sly smile, "Oh, my little girlfriend is gone. Don't worry. We are meeting again in order to become a better version of ourselves."
Hearing this, Mo Fan got some comfort.
But the next moment, his jaw was dislocated and he was stunned to see Lu Jun embracing a beautiful mature woman.
Mo Fan took a closer look and remembered deeply. Wasn't this the practical teacher in high school? He was the most popular among many students and was regarded as the dream lover of countless young boys.
Lao Lu actually got it.
With a smile on his face, Lu Jun held Tang Yue's slender and plump waist with one hand, and said while rubbing salt on Mo Fan's wounds: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's a pity, I have to excuse myself."
(End of chapter)
