People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room

　　 At the moment when he opened the door and stepped into the church, Ning Xiuyuan's eyes went black and he almost fell to the ground!

　　 The tense nerves suddenly relax, what I feel is not comfort, but unspeakable exhaustion.

　　 But Ning Xiuyuan resisted the temptation to sit down and gasp.

　　 Like a normal day, he patrolled the church with a lantern, replenishing fuel, and lighting the lamp. He looked diligent and conscientious.

　　 It wasn't until he finished his job that he found a secluded place in the prayer seat, put down the lantern, put his fist to the tip of his nose, and prayed earnestly.

　　 Everything is as usual.

　　 During the hours of sleep in the dormitory, his tense nerves have been thinking about one thing in addition to guarding against ghosts that can appear at any time.

　　That is, is the ghost incident reported to the church?

　　 After a long time of thinking and weighing the pros and cons, Ning Xiuyuan decided to give up reporting. Nothing happened or saw anything.

　　 It's not that he is timid, nor that the heart of the beast can't see people, but that he doesn't know who the enemy is?

　　If the enemy comes from outside the church, that’s all;

　　 If the enemy comes from within the church, or even if it is Bishop Byron, who is as gentle as jade, this report is tantamount to exposing himself to the murderer.

　　 Ning Xiuyuan didn't want to leave his life or death to the murderer's choice.

　　 Of course, these are his worst plans.

　　 Today’s incident, maybe it was a new supernatural being, manipulating ghosts to wander around and hunting mice for fun.

　　 is like a misunderstanding of a rootless soul.

　　 But the limited information made him only prepare for the worst and try his best.

　　 After all, he is too weak.

　　If he is so powerful that he ignores the Diocese of Francis, he still uses such hard work to disguise, thinking about the future, and weighing it repeatedly?

　　 The answer is obviously no.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 Ning Xiuyuan exhaled quietly, raised his head, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

　　 He decided to take the extraordinary characteristics of the Beak Monster after dawn.

　　 This world is too dangerous.

　　 It would be fine if he hadn't stepped into the transcendence, even if he was watched by horses, spied by rats, or even searched by dreamers.

　　 Because he doesn't know, there is no trouble.

　　 But now, he has witnessed the grotesque being performed by his side, and the blade is tempting around his neck. He cannot turn a blind eye, nor can he do it.

　　Because he has taken extraordinary properties, he is spiritual.

　　 He can see existence that ordinary people can't see.

　　 Those who exist will not let him go as a witness.

　　 So he must become stronger as soon as possible, at least have the power to deal with self-protection!

　　 "Arthurs! Arthurs! Is Arthurs here?"

　　 The door of the church was suddenly knocked open, and Father Wright was dressed in rags and rushed in embarrassingly. He barely suppressed his voice and shouted in a low voice.

"I am here."

　　 Ning Xiuyuan stood up.

　　 "Quickly, follow me."

　　Fr Wright was overjoyed, and rushed over quickly, grabbed Ning Xiuyuan's arm and ran out.

　　 "What's wrong?" Ning Xiuyuan freed himself quietly, following behind.

　　 "Orlando was badly injured. Sister Angela happened to be out of town, and now only you can save him!"

　　Fr Wright hurriedly talked, seeing Ning Xiuyuan following, and immediately took the lead, stepping on the pre-dawn darkness and rushing along the street.

　　 "Seriously injured?"

　　 "It's too late to explain."

　　Fr Wright was sweating in a hurry, ran, and a carriage appeared in front of him.

　　 "Orlando is in the carriage, Pine, stop!"

　　Fr Wright exclaimed excitedly.

"slave-"

　　 There was a low voice, and the two-horse carriage stopped by the side of the road.

"Hurry up!"

　　 Ning Xiuyuan was panting and just approached the carriage, he was dragged into the carriage.

　　 In the carriage, Orlando was sitting on his knees. A priest supported him. On his back, a rusty long sword stabbed out through his chest.

　　The location is the key to the heart!

　　 This kind of injury will undoubtedly die on ordinary people.

　　 Also, only extraordinary people can barely earn their lives.

　　 This is not the key, the key is that Ning Xiuyuan can no longer recognize that the person in front of him is Orlando.

　　 One sarcoma after another bulged on his face. The veins on the sarcoma were like earthworms, which shuttled through them, as if they might penetrate the restraining skin at any time, explode out, and penetrate into the skin of others.

　　 The moment he saw Ning Xiuyuan, these sarcomas were suddenly taken back, revealing the original appearance of Orlando.

　　 His face was pale, with blue veins on his face, but his eyes burst out with a fiery flame of hope, he reached out his hand to Ning Xiuyuan, and squeezed two words from his throat.

　　 "Help me! Help me!"

After 　　 two calls for help, he could no longer suppress his madness, and the sarcoma on his face swelled up again, like the bulging cheeks of a toad.

　　 At this time, he is already confused and on the verge of losing control.

　　 "Arthurs! Save him, hurry!"

　　Fr Wright roared, his eyes were scarlet and his expression was grim. It seemed that Ning Xiuyuan would kill him if he didn't do anything.

　　 I can no longer see the humility and integrity that the priest deserves. He looks like a red-eyed gambler.

　　 "Wright, don't put pressure on Arthurs, he has just become an ascetic."

　　 Father Atley who was supporting Orlando, although he was equally anxious, he was much calmer.

After 　　, he said to Ning Xiuyuan:

　　 "Arthurs, I know that you are taking an ascetic physician. You can do your best. Everything is the will of God."

　　 "I try my best."

　　 Ning Xiuyuan nodded, then looked at Orlando, who was on the verge of losing control and tried his best to stay sensible, and said solemnly:

　　 "Trust me, I can heal you, don't give up, do you hear?"

　　 Orlando, who was almost completely turning into a swollen head, nodded hard.

　　 "Draw the sword!"

　　 At this moment, Ning Xiuyuan shouted abruptly.

　　 Father Atley was very happy, grabbed the rust sword, and yanked it out suddenly.

　　Ning Xiuyuan seamlessly connected, his hands suddenly pressed Orlando's heart, and with the help of Orlando's trust, he committed fraud against the disease.

　　 An unspeakable force swarmed from Ning Xiuyuan.

"How about it?"

　　 "Orlando, how do you feel?"

　　 "Blood, why is the blood still flowing!"

　　Fr Wright's eyes widened, watching the swelling sarcoma on Orlando's face, and then watching the blood pouring from Ning Xiuyuan's fingers, his pale face became paler and his blood was lost.

　　The intense mental stimulation even made his skin gradually transparent, showing faint signs of loss of control.

　　 Ateli, who drew his sword, also widened his eyes in disbelief.

　　Because after pulling out the rust sword, he clearly saw Orlando's back quickly become red, and through the pierced cloth, he could even see the still **** shoulder blades.

　　 "Kang Dang!"

　　 The rust sword fell to the ground, UU reading www.uukａnshu． Com Atley's lips trembled, and her hands trembling slightly to cover her face.

　　 He didn't expect that an ordinary investigation mission would usher in this tragic result.

　　 "Arthurs—you **** alien? Are you deliberate? Are you cherishing your life? Ah! You are an ascetic doctor, why? Why?"

　　Wright suddenly grabbed Ning Xiuyuan's collar and roared angrily, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

　　 His skin became more and more transparent, his eyes gradually glowing green, and his whole person seemed to be turned into a spiteful ghost that devoured souls.

　　 "Wright, you are a human, not a monster." Atley snapped.

　　Fr Wright trembled all over, his eyes gradually became clear and his skin gradually returned to normal.

　　 "Don't blame Arthurs, he only became an ascetic doctor yesterday. He can't cure this kind of fatal injury. We are also betting our lives with luck, aren't we?"

　　 Atelier explained that this was not so much for Arthurs as it was to prevent his companion from losing control.

　　Fr Wright slowly loosened Ning Xiuyuan's collar, his eyes were red, panting heavily, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and he was irritable like a beast that had lost his brother and had nowhere to vent.

　　 He and Orlando are orphans who grew up in the monastery together, and there is no exaggeration to sympathize with each other.

　　 The two used to play tricks on nuns naughty together; they were also beaten and starved to be punished together; they even fought each other hard, beat each other's noses and faces swollen, just to fight the enemy together tomorrow...

　　 In front of the Statue of Dawn, they unanimously vowed to protect the people of the priest!

　　 But he didn't expect that his brother would be one step ahead of him...

　　 "Ah, I, I'm not dead yet!"

　　 A faint voice suddenly rippled from the carriage.