MTL - Kendo True Explanation-v4 Chapter 435 plot two

  Lin Fei directly transmitted sound transmission through Jiandian, and asked Yuan Zai Jinyi to order to allocate exactly 100,000 yuan to Lin You's account. He won't give too much, he is waiting for Lin You to have no money in the future, and then he will humiliate him obediently. There are not many such opportunities.

  Thinking of this, a trace of softness appeared in Lin Fei's eyes. The nerves that have been tense anytime and anywhere and dare not relax are also slightly relaxed.

  Perhaps this is his only joy in life now. For the rest, he is more constantly moving forward, wanting to see what the peak is, and this requires not only talent and luck, but also persistent persistence.

  The mental shock of reviving Ning Que made him feel that his memory of decades had become more and more blurred. Only the younger sister Lin You's figure is the clearest, followed by her parents, as well as Jiang Nan and other relatives around her.

He was originally just an ordinary person, an ordinary college boy, and many times he suspected that without Lin You, his parents, and the persistence left over from his previous life, maybe the current him has been completely reduced to a fusion of many memory imprints, and he can't tell who he is. Who the **** is it?

   Fortunately, the power of the Yaozu far exceeded his expectations, so he didn't have to rush to revive the Sword Code powerhouse, instead he could save the blood sacrifice power to revive stronger ones, top powerhouses like Ning Que.

  Back in the dormitory, the computer that Lin Fei had specially sent a few days ago was completely connected to the Internet. Zhao Yuqing sat and played with the computer.

   And Lin Fei was lying on the upper bed and taking a nap.

  If there is no computer, Zhao Yuqing will just take a book and read it.

   This is her weird daily routine. The euphemistic name is to cultivate a sense of familiarity and everyday life affection. When she left suddenly one day, Lin Fei would feel good about her because she was not used to it.

   Lin Fei scoffed at this statement.

  But just let her let her go, don't stop her. But at this time his attention has shifted to a branch far away in Europe. The Artifact Parts Seizure is already being prepared there.

   This operation will be directed by him personally.

  The first stop is Turin, Italy.

  Turin, Italy

  At night, in the downtown area, a piece of golden lights dotted the ancient city. A white pointed circular building is quietly embedded in it.

  The sky is not completely dark yet, leaving a hint of dark blue.

   On the white spire building.

  On a viewing platform, sparse crowds stood scattered, gathered together in clusters, and whispered about topics of interest. Some of these people held wine glasses with an elegant demeanor, some were polite, and some were dressed as tourists, and they leaned over the stage to look out from time to time.

  The corner of the observation deck.

   There are four people standing, three men and one woman.

  These four people are different from those who are whispering and chatting around. They just exchange eyes with each other, but they don't speak.

Among the four, the only woman is an old woman in her fifties, wearing a black tunic skirt with an exposed breast. The next indelible part. On the contrary, this dress highlights her old and sagging skin.

  A middle-aged man with a mustache, giving off the air of a researcher. He wears a pair of silver glasses and folds his hands over his chest.

   Beside him was a tall, strong man, who looked very young, and seemed to be a migrant worker doing manual labor.

  The last person was dressed in a black robe with a silver cross on his chest. He had an old face and gray hair. He was clearly a priest.

   Around the four people, an invisible membrane isolated them from the people around them, preventing their voices from being heard.

   Obviously these people are not ordinary people.

   "....It's not as simple as you think," the priest whispered, speaking very pure Italian. "All four of us gathered together, which has been a rare event for thousands of years."

   "Since this is the case, it is naturally impossible to get together for such a trivial matter? "The old woman said impatiently, "I just got a Reed dragon beast, and I'm still training it. After a while, it will be a waste of time!" "

   "Of course it won't be a trivial matter." The priest smiled. "It's mainly about the Alyssa's Gate incident some time ago. Our people from the Holy See failed to compete, and one of my avatars was completely defeated and missed. So I invite a few people to discuss it."...

"It's not a big deal to compete for Eliza's Gate, but you failed even if you tried it yourself?" The scholar man wearing glasses said in a deep voice, "Which side are they from? The Orthodox Church? The Hand of Light? Or the Temple of God and Heresy? Don't tell me it's the magical side, they're not interested in that."

   "Maybe that's the case. I only came into contact with the five-ring mentors on the magic side more than ten years ago. They have weird temperaments, and they seem to be reckless in whatever they think of." The tall man said in a low voice. "To make a long story short, Fez, we are the highest combat forces in the world of the Holy See, and we are not idlers. I still have affairs in the regiment to deal with. I don't have much free time."

  Father nodded.

   "Okay, since this is the case, I won't hide it anymore. Everyone, please look at a picture." The priest raised his right hand, and three white light spots flew out instantly, and sank into the foreheads of the other three people like lightning.

  The three of them showed no surprise, and closed their eyes one after another. Seems to be thinking about something.

   After a while.

   All three of them showed surprise.

   "We didn't know there was such a powerful person..." the old woman said with a surprised expression. "Then Griffin and we have dealt with each other before, as well as Luo Jia, the snake girl, and the old bat from the Castle of Darkness. I have no impression of this young man with the Eastern long sword?"

   "Me too." The scholar frowned, "With the power of my Holy Music Department and Holy Light Department, I have no way of knowing that this person is either a former strong man who has changed his appearance, or a recently promoted A-level."

  The muscular man on one side couldn't help but also nodded. Agree with this point of view.

  Father Fez glanced at the three of them with a gentle expression.

   "The image just now is the last memory I retained before I was defeated. The young man in the image is named Yan Fei, and he is an A-level powerhouse who has only been promoted in recent years."

  As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three of them changed slightly.

   "Just a newly promoted A-level can defeat your clone so simply?" The old woman was surprised. "Face, are you joking?"

   "Joke? How is it possible?" The priest shook his head slightly. "This Yan Fei was the main force who captured Alisa's Gate some time ago. I suspect that he, Griffin, and Snake Girl are all in the same group. The golden color should be the organization they created. It has absorbed a lot of food. The dreamer went in. And it started to be unclear with the people of the Dark Alliance."

   "This is going to be troublesome." The scholar stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Then you came to us, what plan should you have?"

"Of course." The priest nodded, "The latest news I got. This Yan Fei is also one of the dream eaters. He is going to take one of the dream eater's artifact parts right here, in Turin. I checked carefully. , this Yan Fei seems to have grown from an ordinary person to a top powerhouse in only ten years. This growth rate is really too appalling. There must be some secrets in him that help him grow."

   "That's right, such a promotion speed, even when I got King Arthur's Treasure, I couldn't have reached it." The strong man agreed with a frown.

   "You mean..." The old woman and the scholar man exchanged glances.

   "To kill this newly promoted Yan Fei, we will do it together, before he is fully familiar with this level of fighting and life-saving methods." The priest said sternly.

"A little guy who has only been promoted for a short time, probably has very few avatars. Using Aidaro's hourglass, I can destroy less than five of his avatars at the same time, and the condition is that as long as we hit him within the hourglass time Just kill a clone."

  The other three exchanged glances with each other.

"Okay, we promise that the secrets of such genius-level powerhouses are definitely not ordinary powerful, and they may help us break through to a new level." The scholar man nodded and said, "I am in Mi I've cultivated for a long time over there, and if I don't come out to move around, my body is probably going to rust. "

   "You and the bald old man from the referee have been sneaking together all day long. What happened to my sister wouldn't have happened if you hadn't been lazy and didn't take action." When he said this, the muscular man's face darkened. "Especially that Tesla guy!"

  When the scholar man heard this, his face was a little ashamed. …

   "Okay, stop talking, Master Noah." The priest stopped. "Let's think about how to solve this Yanfei perfectly?"

   "You use an hourglass to trap his avatar, and we will solve it together. Even Griffin's avatar will not be able to escape. What is there to think about?" the old woman said casually. "After solving it, I want the gray-white energy on his picture, that is, the gray-white stone, which can be transformed between materialization and energyization, which can just make up for my recent research topic."

   "There is definitely a huge secret hidden in this Yan Fei. When the time comes, I will use the soul-refining holy fire to retrieve his memory. The four of us will each have a share..."

  Before the old woman finished speaking, she was interrupted by the scholar next to her.

   "Why do you draw the soul? You want that gray-white stone, but you also want to share a quarter of the memory on average? Things in the world are not so easy!" A sneer appeared on the scholar's face. "Miranda, don't take everyone for fools."

   "I took the initiative to draw the soul to refine the fire, so naturally I contributed the most. What's wrong with spending more?" Miranda narrowed her eyes and said in a low voice.

   "I can also do the soul-refining holy fire, how about I come, how about I get an extra share?" The scholar did not back down.

   "Then I want his blood, but I don't want the memory." The strong man whispered, "Perhaps the blood of such a genius and strong man can have some effect."

  The priest pressed his hands empty.

"Don't worry, I know one more thing. I heard that Yan Fei possesses a very powerful set of sword skills. Maybe he will have inheritance items such as secret books. After all, no matter how strong a person's memory is, there are always surprises." Time. At that time, his sword skills will be assigned to the two."

   "Face, it's easy for you to say, but you're not tempted?" Miranda said disdainfully.

   "I want the control of Alisa's Gate." The priest smiled, "How about this as a supplement to my use of the hourglass?"

   "It's more or less the same." Several people were relieved slowly.

   "Then, this is the end of everyone, and each prepares. We can start in just a few days."

"it is good."

   "See you in a few days."

  The three disappeared on the viewing platform without a sound, leaving only the priest.

  The rest of the surrounding tourists and others didn't notice it at all.

  Father turned around and looked at the Alps in the distance with a leisurely expression.

   "Antonellita's angle still looks comfortable..." he said softly. . )

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