Chapter 1403: Pale and sickly melancholic archbishop

Chapter 1403 The pale and sickly melancholic archbishop
The night was quiet, and the forest within a radius of one hundred meters was razed to the ground due to spirituality and Farreid. The forest in the southeast was deeper and burned with blazing fire. The wreckage of the plane crashed there, but no one was injured.
With a sly smile, his beautiful eyes stared at Farreid melancholy, and he stroked the dead kitten in his arms a few times, but deep in his eyes, it was cold and ruthless, without temperature.
In the dark night, on Farred’s pale and sickly handsome cheeks, the dark green pupils were covered by curly and messy hair, revealing sadness and guilt, as if he was in confession.
"Don't you think...I will really help you save this cat? Do you think that this method can reduce my guardianship? Archbishop?"
Ling's suspicion and vigilance are quite high.
Don't lie to her by any tricks.
Then she said:
"Everyone is not a good person, so how can you be really kind and innocent? The Virgin Mary beat you to death in the first second to save a cat, but in the next second, we live in harmony here peacefully? You believe I will be true. Did you let me go? Or do you really think...I am an innocent, kind, beautiful, cute, and talkative young lady?"
After the words fell, Lingyu stretched out his long, white index finger, hooked on Farreid's three-dimensional beauty, perfect as a knife-shaved jaw, enchantingly bent eyes, and smiled brilliantly like stars.
After the fight, the dust slowly returned to calm, and Youyue hung in the night sky, casting a faint cold light, which happened to be reflected on the beautiful and stunning cheeks of Lingwei. Her eyebrows were enchanting and charming, and she casually teased and sneered. Staring at Farreid's melancholy emerald green eyes.
"You..." Farreid opened his lips lightly and spit out a word, but suddenly he narrowed his eyes, avoiding looking at Linggui, and drew his dark brown eyebrows slightly, "I'm over a hundred years old, look It looks like you are in your twenties...you should be your sister."
"My brother is older than you!" Lingyu patted Farreid on the cheek, "In my eyes, you are just a kid."
Farreid seemed unaccustomed to close contact with women.
His neck was stiff, his face was bleak, his eyes were still melancholy, "You save it, we truce, and I am the defeated, that means you are your captive, your people, you don’t kill me, it must be because You want to use me, am I very useful to you?"
The sly smile froze at the corner of his mouth.
"Brother, you can eat rice, but you can't talk nonsense. You are indeed my defeated man, but whoever tells you to lose is mine? I am married, and I have a husband. This is misleading. , Understand?"
After Lingshu finished speaking, she looked around subconsciously, her spiritual power was unblocked, and there was a symbiosis contract with Gong Siyu again, the servant would definitely sense her position and come to look for her. If this happens to be heard, The man is going to be jealous again and go crazy.
"I don't understand..."
"Don't understand?" Linggui was dumbfounded, "Forget it, don't understand if you don't understand!"
"You really don't save the cat? I heard that many of the strange people and strangers of the Eastern Three Realms will skillfully use the technique of reviving the dead..."
Spiritually holding the cat in his arms, stood up quietly, "Are you annoying! Without going through the resurrection art of the underworld, all are evil ways, wrong ways, and they are summarized as forbidden art or lost art. Mystery spell, how can it be so cheap as you said!"
Ling said coldly and sternly, but still turned his wrist, a lavender mist shrouded the dead kitten in his arms.
In the blink of an eye, Lingyu effortlessly rescued the beautiful puppet cat that stopped its heartbeat and breathing in his arms.
The cat let out a sick "meow" and opened his big blue eyes.
After Falreid saw this scene, his dark green pupils shrank slightly, seemingly startled.
After a long silence, he knelt down and stretched out his hands toward Lingyu, "Hug me."
"Not yet." Lingyu turned sideways and condensed Farreid from a condescending position.
"You know? This is the reason why the Sixth Empire has existed in the world for thousands of years. In the world of ordinary people, there should only be ordinary people living and controlled by ordinary people. There is no need for a savior, super aliens, vampires... monsters , Death, and even the aliens of the East Three Realms are in charge. Those of you, you can control the lives of others at will, and change the lives of others without authorization. This violates humanity and violates my life. Contend with it."
"..."
"I said that there is no absolute good or bad, good and evil, just different positions. If you think about it in another way, you should understand that what the empire is actually doing is to compete with you and want to take control of this ordinary world. Come back."
Lingsui listened very seriously. She seemed to think that what Farreid said was not wrong, but the organization of the Sixth Reich must have its vicious roots. So, just put it nicely, wouldn't it hurt innocent creatures?
"I don't have time to talk to you now. I ask you two questions. You answer honestly. I use my method to detect a lie, and then I leave the cat to you. How about?" Ling's beautiful eyes flashed With shrewdness and sharpness, staring at Farreid's melancholy eyes, said coldly.
"The question you want to ask, I have already guessed, where is the base, what is my purpose and mission when I came to this land, right? Since I knew you were in the body of that cat, I I know, you have heard all the conversations with Francis in the study."
Farreid expressionlessly expounded a fact that he had already seen through, put down the hand he wanted to hold the cat, and sat on the ground in a sickly pale, melancholic manner.
"Oh, so will you be honest?"
"No." Farreid simply and decisively, "It's you instead. You are defeated, captured, and the enemy is tortured and tortured to ask you the truth. Will you say it? You won't, we are all the same. He is not a good person, but he has not lost his conscience. They are all walking on the barren road for different beliefs, walking alone..."
"How do you speak like poetry?" Lingki kept rolling her eyes, "I declare, I am not alone, I have a husband, a partner, a younger brother, and... Mom and stinky father, everyone is well." She is very happy.
"..." Falried took a dark glance at the spirit and was silent.
"So you won't be honest?"
"Don't you people in the Eastern Three Realms know how to use spells? That kind of mind-reading spells and peeking into people's memories, you have thousands of ways to deal with me, and I don't need to speak up myself."
Farreid looked like he would not betray the Sixth Empire even if he died. He leaned back and lay down on the ground, melancholy, carelessly, with the back of his hand resting on his forehead, looking up at the dark night sky, pretending to be dead.
(End of this chapter)