The Last Train to Hell

Watching Lin Hualong withdraw from the fight between us, the priest cannot sit still and wait for death.

At this moment, he grabbed the colorful cross.

He muttered something, and finally waved the cross twice in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the small space was filled to the brim in an instant.

I looked at the livid spirits with livid faces surrounding me and Duanmei.

The corners of my mouth twitched unconsciously, and I felt a little scared.

I knew that the priest had two brushes, but I really didn't expect that he could summon so many spirits by waving the cross in his hand.

One of these old spirits can beat me to the point where I can't get up in just one moment.

"You all have to get screwed, put your stuff down, and the Lord will forgive you."

The priest stuttered and said, I didn't expect that he could speak Chinese.

This is quite convenient, at least I can understand you when communicating.

It’s not like he’s chirping on the other end and we’re scolding him on the other end.

In the end, he couldn’t understand us, and we couldn’t understand him.

"You said let us put it down, so we will let it go. We don't want to lose face. Besides, this thing originally belongs to China. It was you thieves who took away the things that originally belonged to China. That's why the two of us had no choice but to come here and get back what belongs to us. "

My voice was very loud at the moment, probably because Qingpingjian was in Duanmei's hands, which also gave me a little more confidence.

Aren't they just ghosts?

I thought this in my heart. I felt a little scared at first, but now I felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Now that it's in our hands, it has nothing to do with China. Put it down, otherwise you will know what it means to die without a complete body, and life is worse than death."

Damn it?

This guy can also speak idioms, which surprised me.

I guess he learned Chinese from Lin Hualong, so this is definitely not the first time Lin Hualong has contacted him.

Maybe the two people were connected a long time ago.

So what is Jinsuocheng? I suddenly want to know whether Jinsuocheng is the mastermind behind the last train on Route 14.

Maybe Jinsuocheng is not as evil as I thought, or maybe he is just a pawn?

Will Lin Hualong be the murderer behind the scenes?

I think it is unlikely. The real murderer behind the scenes should be someone else. He cannot be just an unknown person.

Otherwise, we may not be able to command Jinsuo City, and we may not be able to command Lin Hualong.

What's more, it is not a simple matter at all to contact the priest in the church and get the entire Western mythology system to cooperate with him.

I began to study the priest, trying to discern some clues from him.

But this old guy can be considered cunning. He looked at my face without any expression at this moment.

There was some resentment just now, but now there is nothing.

I wanted to see something on his face that was simply wishful thinking.

"You don't need to say so much. The thing belongs to China. The two of us will definitely take him away, even if we sacrifice our lives. As for what is going on between you and him, we will wait until we return to China Let’s settle the score again.”

Duanmei's tone was full of seriousness. It was Duanmei who came with me this time. I believe he would not fight an unprepared battle.

When he returns to China this time, he must get to the bottom of it and find the real culprit behind it.

It is the Zhao family and the Zhang family who are related to Kim So Sung. As for whether the real culprits behind the scenes are these two families, it is unknown?

But starting from these two families, we will definitely be able to find something deeper.

Even though I don’t know much about politics, I also know that in politics, it is simply impossible for ordinary people to make a name for themselves.

There must be someone from above. It cannot be said that the political situation is dark, but it is similar.

After all, in China, relationships are the place where things get done easily, and the most important thing is human relationships.

Those spirits will definitely not be merciful to Duanmei and me.

At this moment, it was approaching the two of us little by little. Duanmei and I changed from standing side by side to back to back.

Can this ensure that each other's backs are safe?

The dagger in my hand, when I swing it at this time, the damage range is not large enough, and it seems particularly cramped.

Ling Sui was almost injured several times.

I was anxious and angry, and I didn't know what was going on. The tip of the dagger scratched my face.

Finally, my blood entered the dagger, and then the dagger turned into a sword over three feet long.

It looks similar to the Qingping Sword, but I know that the sword in my hand cannot be compared with the Qingping Sword.

But having it in my hand gives me a handy feeling.

It was like directing his own arm without any effort at all.

I swung my sword like flowing clouds and water, knocking down all the spirits that had just rushed towards me.

Duanmei had time to look back at me, and I saw that his mouth opened and closed as if he was mumbling something.

But I didn't have time, so I hurriedly waved my sword and opened the spirit that came close to me.

At the moment, we can't tell whether we have the upper hand or whether we are passively being beaten.

But I didn’t put in much effort myself, and I could still visit the priest from time to time.

Observe what kind of expression he has at this moment. In fact, I want to see an awkward expression on his face.

But this old guy is really good at dealing with things. Even though he saw so many ghosts, he couldn't do anything to me and Duanmei.

He never showed any disappointment, and even his signature smile was still on his face.

The more he smiled, the more I felt uneasy. I wanted to remind Duanmei to be careful of the old guy and not give him a chance.

But there was no time to talk, the ghost's attack became more and more fierce.

But seeing that Duanmei's breathing sound had not changed, I guessed that he should not be under too much pressure.

Maybe the ghost noticed that I was much weaker than Duanmei.

At this moment, they rushed to my side. I felt a lot of pressure, and it was even more difficult to deal with them.

Duanmei noticed my situation and knew that I might not be able to handle it.

He immediately grabbed my arm and we turned around.

"Be careful, don't get close to them, these things are weird."

Duanmei said loudly, and I knew he was worried that I would be careless for a while and give the ghost a chance to take advantage of.

Now that I've changed my position, I'm not facing as many spirits as before, so I'm not as passive as before.

I can't say I'm very good at it, but it's not far off.

What's more, the sword in my hand is much more active than before, and I don't even need to control it.

Instead, it pulls my arm and keeps in contact with the spirit.