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Chapter 4120 Take off!

 The saint lowered her head in astonishment.

She looked at her body.

Around the body, the faint holy light that never disappears no matter when and where, whether sleeping or eating, has disappeared at this moment.

The white skirt no longer looks so clean and bright without the illumination of the holy light.

But she likes it very much.

The tender skin, without the illumination of the holy light, is no longer so crystal clear, holy and moving.

But she likes it very much.

With this astonishment, she moved her steps and came to the corner of the study room, where there was an unused mirror.

She came to the mirror and looked at the face in the mirror.

Without the beautification of blessing, the smiling face of the saint that always smiled, exuding kindness and perfection, and even a touch of divinity, has disappeared at this moment.

Instead, there was the slightly frowned eyebrow that was used to it, and a face with a hint of astonishment.

There was a touch of world-weariness on his face, with an obvious negative connotation, and there was no trace of a smile on his lips.

This face is even a bit stiff and rigid, with no life at all.

But...she likes it very much.

See this face.

She finally had the feeling of seeing herself. "I thought that only at the moment before death, I might be able to see the real myself again, but I didn't expect that I can do it now," the saint replied slowly.

He turned around and looked at Yang Tian, ​​his eyes a little complicated, "You are indeed the goods.

A true god. You have successfully proved that you have the ability to kill me. So... tell me, what other requests do you have, as long as you don't waste too much time, I can agree to it."

"I still have a lot to ask for, but don't worry, three days should be enough." Yang Tian smiled slightly and extended his hand to her again, "Come on, come over here and I will take you out for a walk."

The saint was startled.

I looked at his outstretched hand.

This time she didn't refuse.

She walked over slowly and stretched out her hand.

There was no hint of shyness, she just put her hand on his hand in a normal way.

But the moment their hands came into contact, the saint still trembled slightly.

The touch and temperature from her hand made her a little at a loss.

Because she is a saint...

In all these years, no human being has dared to touch her.

Let alone hold her hand.

As for the gods...that hateful god would never touch her in the slightest.

Therefore, this time, it was probably the first time that she had been held by someone since she could remember.

Even if she feels it doesn't matter in her heart, her body will eventually feel a little unaccustomed and uncomfortable.

However, what she didn't expect was...

This is just the beginning.

Yang Tian smiled slightly, held her hand, and pulled it suddenly.

The saint didn't react, and was immediately carried away by the sudden softness.

With a muffled sound, she crashed into Yang Tian's arms.

Yang Tian took advantage of the situation and bowed slightly, let go of the girl's hand, leaned down, and grabbed it with both hands...

A princess picked up the saint's limp body and held her in her arms.

It took the saint a few seconds to come back to her senses and looked at him blankly, "You... really can't bear the instinctive desire of male creatures? You have been going around for a long time just to do such boring things."

Yang Tian smiled, this girl thought he was doing something bad by hugging her.

"What are you thinking? It's just that it's safer to slip away like this. If you just hold on to your hand, I'll run faster, and you might be floating..." Yang Tian smiled and said.

Then he hugged the saint, turned around and went to the French window on the east side, opened the window, "Get ready...we are going...to take off!"

Like the wind, the two figures suddenly disappeared from where they were.



In a forest more than 200 meters away on the west side of Banyue Lake.

One hundred and fifty Holy Light Knights lined up, fully armed and ready to go.

The archbishop in black stood at the front of the entire team, accompanied by a cardinal and a dozen divine servant-level magicians under the church. Such a team, although the total number of people did not exceed 200, was absolutely powerful in combat.

It is much stronger than the ordinary mortal army of hundreds of thousands. If this team goes out to attack ordinary cities like Cold Mist City and Winter City,

Within a few minutes of being attacked, they were directly defeated with overwhelming force, leaving no room for resistance. This is the terrifying power of the church.

But at this moment, such a team gathered here just to deal with one person.

That person was naturally Yang Tian. "What's going on?" The archbishop in black held a milky white crystal in his hand. His eyes had been staring at the crystal for more than ten minutes, but he still didn't see it flashing in the crystal.

The light that should have flashed, "That kid Yang Tian has already

It’s been twenty minutes since we entered, why hasn’t Her Majesty the Saint smashed the bracelet yet?”

Many magicians and Holy Light Knights around were silent, and no one could answer. After a long time, the cardinal finally spoke cautiously: "Perhaps Her Royal Highness is seeking stability? After all, this time Her Highness is openly inviting Yang Tian to visit.

See you here, if Yang Tian is captured so quickly when he comes, then even if we give him peace

The people may also be suspicious of the serious crime of violating the saint. Instead of doing this, why not let Yang Tian stay for a while, so that it seems more real?" When the black-clothed archbishop heard this, he curled his lips with some disdain.

Authentic: "We just need a reason, why should it be so sufficient? As long as there is a reason to kill that kid, after he is killed, the people will be suspicious,

Without clear evidence, what can we do? In the end, all doubts will only be erased by time." The cardinal also knew that what the black-clothed archbishop said was right. He paused and smiled bitterly: "Your Excellency said

That's right... Then... I really don't know why Her Highness the Saint hasn't delivered the news yet. Maybe Her Highness the Saint has her own

Let me have some ideas, please wait patiently for a while."

The archbishop in black didn't say anything more, but looked coldly in the direction of Banyue Lake, and said to himself: I hope that woman won't do anything unnecessary and stupid. But then, he thought about it, his expression relaxed a little, and he sneered in his heart.

——But she is unlikely to do something stupid. After all, all she can think about is to die, and no matter how strong that kid is, he is nothing more than an oracle.

If he couldn't kill her, it would be meaningless in her eyes. How could she do something stupid for him?



A gust of wind with a shadow flew across the sky and landed unnoticed in an alley on the edge of a bustling market area.

The alley was very narrow and there was no one around at the moment, so no one noticed the sudden appearance of the young man and woman.

But from the alley, you can already faintly hear the lively cries and the noise of people coming and going in the market area not far away.

"It's so noisy," the saint muttered quietly.

She had almost never heard such a loud and noisy sound.

Because no matter where she appears, people nearby will immediately quiet down and listen to her sacred words.
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