The Strongest Deduction In Comprehensive Comics

(The picture of the director found by the group of friends)

A hand slowly pressed on the slightly wet pitch-black ground.

"Oh, the soil 3 meters underground has been lifted up, and the little doll of Bathermelo has developed an interesting technique."" The voice of a girl with a playful voice sounded slowly.

The cold moonlight shone in the dilapidated forest.

The lush forest that was originally lush now has no obstacle in sight, and all the trees have long been torn to pieces in the battle in the evening, blowing into the distance. All that was left was the slightly damp, dark soil.

In the center of the pitch-black land, surrounded by a group of people, a young girl squatted on the ground, raised her black-gloved palm, and used her thumb to flip the wet soil in her palm.

Under the bright moonlight, he has waist-length hair that exudes a faint purple light, a bang on his forehead that covers his right "Sanqiqi" eye, and a pale, reddish pretty face with a faint smile.

However, there was a cheerful smile on her face, but there was an indescribable tyranny in the girl's red pupils.

She was wearing a loose brown leather long skirt, but she was squeezed by her graceful figure so that she was very close to the body. There were two cold and lingering knives hanging around her waist. All eyes were on the girl here.

The girl stared intently at the soil in her palm, as if it were some kind of precious treasure.

Among the crowd guarding the girls, a black-haired young priest swallowed his saliva and looked at the girl with a half-kill and eight-point fear.

"Yah, Xiaomei Lian, your eyes are really interesting~~" The girl didn't raise her head, just dragged her chin with her free right hand, and said briskly.

"Director, what do you think of Duke Heiyi's proposal?" Mei Lian asked cautiously.

There are only three people who can make him say honorifics in the sound of Mei Lian, Zhu Yue, Erkuite, and the woman in front of him, the supreme leader of the burial agency and the highest combat power - Narubalek.

For the first two, Mei Lian is a deep love, and for the last one, Narubalek, is the hatred and fear from the bottom of his heart that he can't wait for her to die immediately.

"Xiao Meilian, your arm is a little turned out? Do you just want to save your princess?" Narubalek raised his palm and slowly poured the soil onto the ground. As the soil fell to the ground, There is also the left hand of the plum chain.

"Humph~~" Mei Lian snorted lightly, feeling the severe pain from the broken arm, and a strong murderous intent burst out in his eyes, but after seeing Narubalek's smiling face, he immediately turned into a terrified.

"Oh, I want to cut off the head of the white princess in front of Xiaomei Lian, and enjoy Xiaomei Lian's expression~~~ What should I do?" Narubalek pouted the corner of his mouth. , dragging his chin with his left hand, said briskly.

Mei Lian didn't dare to answer, but looked at Narubalek with a playful gaze, as if mocking her that she would never kill Erquite.

puff-!

Mei Lian's left eyeball was stabbed by a knife, and then the knife's owner, a sturdy priest with a brown spiky head, slowly pulled it back and said lazily. "Senior Mei Lian, disrespecting the director is a serious crime. 35

Mei Lian's broken right pupil fluctuated slightly, and a flash of gratitude flashed. He understood that the other party's purpose of stabbing him was to save him. Narubalek desperately.

If that happened, Narubalek, the director of his 'respect', would definitely face him with one of the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty.

But the gratitude was only fleeting, and in the next second, Mei Lian slammed the strong priest five or six meters away with his right hand and flew to the side of a man. "Dawn, you dare to stick in my eyes!!! 35

"Kuhuhuhu~~~" The skinny, mummified man with bandages all over his body looked at Dawn and let out a weird laugh. "Dawn, your mission is complete, you can get out.

"Okay, Senior Anyi." Dawn pushed his glasses, ignoring the blood on his forehead that blurred his vision, stood up, and walked towards the 30-ton trailer.

Dawn's task was actually the logistical work of transporting people, and his task had already been completed when he transported Narubalek and his party to Tours. As an ordinary exorcist, he did not want to participate in the task of the burial agency, although he was the sixth member of the burial agency.

An Yi opened his mouth to Narubalek, who was still squatting on the ground and looking into the distance. "Kuhuhuhu~~ Director, why do you want to recruit an ordinary person into the burial institution, and he forbids me to kill him, so many times I almost couldn't help killing him..."

Mei Lian on the side expressed his calmness about this. He had already realized that all the personnel of the burial agency were insane. You must know that the kind-hearted priest Dawn could be said to be the only conscience of the burial agency.

"Dawn, that guy was originally the director of the artifact opening department. The purpose I grabbed from the Pope was to interfere with the development of the artifact. If he killed it, the Pope, who had seen us unhappy long ago, would play a game. It's a dirty trick. Narubalek shrugged and said with a look of disgust.

Narubalek has been a little troubled recently. In recent years, the formerly honest Pope seems to have eaten the gall of a bear and a leopard, and has been looking for trouble with their burial organs. The Pope's trump card is the newly formed sacred artifact. Knights.

Those knights who, like Bathermelo's chorus, are extremely disgusting in the eyes of Narubalek, who does not have the ability to attack large-scale groups. For those who have prevented her from being able to take out the Pope's intestines so far. The knights of color are extremely disgusted.

"Speaking of which, Duke Heiyi's proposal is for them to kill the Knights, and we bury the institution to drag a great magician, right?" Narubalek turned his head and asked Mei Lian while biting his fingernails.

"Yes, Director." Mei Lian, who had just used his immortality to restore his arms and eyes, said with a look of joy.

"It's interesting, you actually said that the burial agency will send out several people to drag a magician? The price is so high? I kind of want to see what kind of character he is. Narubalek threw the short knife in his hand, a said curiously.

"So? Director?" Mei Lian rubbed her hands together constantly, with a flattering look on her face.

"Xiaomei chain will be used as a toy for me for a month, and I will agree~~" Narubalek said briskly.

Mei Lian's face froze, but he knew what Narubalek's so-called toy was, that is, a test item for experimenting with various new types of torture.

"Huh?" Narubalek looked at Mei Lian with a playful expression.

"Wu~gu~ I...I agreed...Yes." Mei Lian swallowed and said with a full face.

"Oh yeah, the Dead Apostle who doesn't play bad is awesome. An Yi, let Heiyi know that the time is tonight!"

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