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Sahara Red Sand Valley

The steep and long sand valley facing the sunshine appears with a scorpion-like rainbow. The magnificent colors add a bit of mystery to the desert.

The side hidden behind the light is more like a zone of nothingness, and the sand ridge becomes the perfect dividing line, dividing the red dunes and the black sand valley into two worlds.

In the black sand valley, a dark-skinned woman, wrapped in a bright veil and covered in golden silk clothes, was walking out of the dim world and standing on the sand ridge, facing the sun.

The light shone on her body, and the souls of the desert spirits wrapped around her body also disappeared in an instant. The strong wind blew on her body, raised the golden silk clothes, outlining a tall and slender figure.

"Puff puff puff puff puff puff~~~~~~~~" In the sky, a white parrot flew towards the woman with black skin. The woman raised her arm slightly, letting the white parrot land on it.

"Die, the Holy Shadow is dead. Some people killed the Holy Shadow, and some people killed the Holy Shadow. It is unforgivable, and the sin is extremely evil!" Bai Parrot kept repeating this sentence.

"Fallen Angel?" asked the dark-skinned woman.

"No, no, no, no, died, the Holy Shadow died, someone killed the Holy Shadow, it is unforgivable, the crime is extremely evil!" Bai Parrot continued.

"The Sahara vengeful spirits are dead, and they will not set up sandy fortresses in a short period of time. But they are just a group of investigators. There is a master in the depths of the Sahara who is peeping at the land of mankind. There will definitely be some action in the next few decades... Record these words of my words into the dangerous scriptures and load them into the angel mission documents." The black-skinned woman said to the white parrot.

The white parrot immediately repeated the woman's words.

"Okay, let's solve the situation in front of you. What's the name of the dead Holy Shadow?" asked the black-skinned woman.

"Sacred Shadow Kno."

"It's not what they did, so who has the courage to murder Holy Shadow? Hand over all the cases that Katsuno had executed before. After returning to the Holy City, I will personally check this matter." said the dark-skinned woman.

"Wow!!! Wow!! Behind you... behind you... so scary!!!" The white parrot suddenly flapped its wings and almost fell directly into the sand.

The woman with black skin slowly turned around and looked at the half-black and half-red sand dunes. The huge sand dunes were endless, but at the farthest point, a magic shadow gradually emerged. The magic shadow stepped on a red sandstorm, and her eyes were particularly shining in the crazy rolling sand roar. The blue lightning was very far away, giving people a sense of shock.

The white parrot was so scared that it was incoherent, but the black-skinned woman stood on the sand ridge without any fear.

"It seems that we will be late to return to the Holy City. The master of Sahara does not want me to inform the outside world of their attempts." said the dark-skinned woman.

"Scary! Scary!"

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Holy City

Weed Garden

Looking up at the beautiful night sky.

Mo Fan began to miss the outside world a little bit, especially when he was worried about someone in his heart, and he didn't know how she was doing now.

Bocheng is a mountain city. At night, when there is no city light pollution, staring at the night sky. The most beautiful appearance of the night sky will appear in front of you. The stars like diamonds are so dense that they look within reach.

Mo Fan was restricted from freedom.

Then almost everything was restricted.

He can't contact anyone now, and even his hardest deliveryman Zu Xiangtian can't see it.

It seemed that with the oppression brought by the Holy City, Mo Fan began to taste the taste of loneliness.

As day by day, the Holy City is also digging for itself day by day. Maybe it is because it is quite important. They have to dig a large enough to completely install themselves and firmly nail the lid of the sarcophagus.

In fact, Mo Fan was not afraid.

He had been walking in the dark plane for a year, and the air there almost adapted.

He just began to worry about some people. With a little memory, many people's faces would appear before him. The more this happens, the less they could live up to their lives.

"Mofan, appear in court." Saint Shadow Brooke shouted loudly.

Brooke stayed in the Weed Courtyard for almost 24 hours a day. Mo Fan would never see anyone else, but Mo Fan knew that he was in the Weed Courtyard, staring at his every move. Even if he sneezes, he would report it to the Archangel Michael.

Michael has never appeared before, and Mofan has not seen Michael yet.

But Michael was the one who cared about his life and death the most, and even Mo Fan began to doubt that the entourage of all this was Michael!

"Do I need to wear a suit?" Mo Fan asked.

"Whatever you want." Brooke looked at Mo Fan and said again, "If you wear it yourself, you can reduce the trouble for the embalmer."

"I'm on trial, not on the execution ground," Mofan said to Brooke.

"What's the difference? You know that death is coming, and those who are against the Holy City have never been able to go out alive." Brooke laughed at this time, revealing the yellow teeth of an old cigarette gun.

"I think it's the Holy City that is against me." Mo Fan said.

"If you kill the Arcade Angel, you will never survive for any reason. Just think about it yourself. The Arcade Angels are in charge of the world. They are the most supreme and selfless people in this world. If the Arcade Angels kill the Arcade Angels can continue to stay in this world, what is the holy city??"

"The Holy City has been working hard for the continuation of humanity for thousands of years. The reason why modern magic is so brilliant and why you can live comfortably in the city without being eaten by demons is because of the Holy City and the laws of the Holy City."

"Why are you brave enough to break the laws of the Holy City, isn't it equivalent to defeating the magic civilization of mankind for thousands of years? Are you also going against the magic associations of the five continents? Are you also standing opposite to all mankind?"

Brooke said a lot in one breath, and his words were filled with the pride and pride of being a Holy City staff.

"Then what should I do? If it were you, for example, a parade angel would frame you, kill you, and even more so, kill innocent people to force you to take action?" Mo Fan asked Brooke.

"It's very simple. You shouldn't kill Shalier. Even if he uses the most vicious way, you should let him live. Even if you encounter injustice, you should save his life. You have to hand him over to the great Michael. Only Michael has the power to kill other angels. You don't have it, and no one in the world does not have it. Only Michael, do you understand?" Brooke said in a lesson.

Mo Fan laughed instead.

In the end, it's still Michael!

Dog bastard.

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