Chapter 60: The Birth of the Saint

The boy stopped barefootly and turned to look at Yao Yan.

"Your electric shock stick." He threw the thing the size of his finger back to the boy. The boy just studied this thing and found that it turned out to be a different version of the electric shock stick. It was really good to use this thing as a self-defense. Moreover, the power of this thing is even greater than the electric shock stick in the world that Yao Yan knew. Now the boy only has such a self-defense thing on his body, so Yao Yan returned the electric shock stick to him.

"Also, remember you are my servant. If someone bullies you, report my name." Yao Yan smiled and waved his hand, turned around and said, "My name is Yao Yan."

Looking at Yao Yan's back as he left, the boy's eyes were particularly complicated. Now his heart was filled with almost crazy chaotic thoughts. Hate him? Of course he hated him! Thank him? Why should he be grateful to him? Admiration? Oh my God, how could I admire him? No... No, I really admire him, how did that do it? Smiling so purely, doing that kind of despicable and shameless thing... I clearly touched it, but he pretended not to know... No, he really didn't know, he was really pure, so pure that he didn't know something? Oh my God, how could it be! Even I was deceived by him!

No, absolutely impossible!

After half an hour, the boy woke up from the petrochemical process. All his chaotic thoughts turned into a sentence. He roared to the sky: "Yao Yan, I want to kill you! I want to tear you into pieces!"

"Miss! Miss is here! Miss!"

"Get out, you trash! I was molested by others at your feet, but you... wow!" After suppressing for so long, the young man, no, the girl finally collapsed. He knelt on the ground, burst into tears, and was very sad. This was the first time he had lost his composure since he was sensible, and the first time he was bullied like this, but he could not get back at all.

And the boy who broke him was deeply imprinted in her mind.

She always thought that she was synonymous with evil and deceit, and that she was simply evil and elegant in non-human, but now, she suddenly realized that there was a person worse than her.

"Impossible...he...he is better than me?" The girl shouted unwillingly. Even if she was chased by seven or eight enemies, each of them was much stronger than her. She could still easily kill them with a game mentality. However, when facing Yao Yan, she could not use any moves. Yao Yan's power was obviously pitiful. If it was a head-on battle, he could not even leave a turn in his hands and would be killed instantly!

Why? Is it because he is thicker than me? No... not just that... it is definitely not just a thick-skinned problem. There are more people with thick-skinned people. Those who pursue themselves can resist the forbidden curse.

Yes, it's a disguise... The boy always smiled gently, even when he was teasing others harshly, his eyes were shining and full of innocence.

It's just that feeling, my god...no, I want...I want...I can't...

The girl kneeled on the ground and cried sadly slowly stopped crying, with a faint voice coming: "I'm sorry, uncles and uncles, it's Anya who is willful, Anya is just frightened."

"Miss..." Looking at the girl who slowly stood up from the ground, everyone beside her was stunned. The girl was dressed in messy clothes and her eyes were filled with tears. But when she stood up, she was so firm. Her tears were full of a loving smile, like a loving mother, looking down at the baby in the cradle. Although she was wearing messy black clothes, in the eyes of these people, she was like wearing the holiest white robe in the world.

A slight light extended from behind the girl, forming a pair of huge dragon wings, and then the second pair, the third pair, the fourth pair... The phantom of a giant dragon slowly emerged from behind the girl. The huge and hideous dragon-shaped phantom formed a strong contrast with the holy and beautiful girl.

"The favor of the Eight-Winged Dragon God!" The Dragon Li fighter in front couldn't help but kneel down and murmured: "Saint! Saint!"

"The Saint is here!"

"Saint, please have mercy on your people!"

"Saint, I am willing to give everything for you!"

"Holy Maiden..."

Looking at the dragon-li fighter kneeling around him, the girl's holy face raised an evil smile, and then immediately put it away: "No, although it's too good to let them kneel here and shout the saint, but you must not be complacent! This temperament and this momentum cannot be changed at any time... This is the strongest thing about that guy, I learned it, oh hahaha, it's too good, it's too good! The favor of the Eight-Pinged Dragon God, hahahaha... The Eight-Pinged Dragon God is favoring me, Humph, you guy, I used to be so pious, you didn't care about me, now my heart is full of distractions, why do you care about me? Sure enough, even God will be deceived by this disguise?"

The holy girl squatted down slightly and said, "Uncles and uncles, get up quickly... Anya, you will always be your Ya'er..."

"His Majesty!" Looking at the leader of Longli Fighter who was ashamed of himself and did not dare to contact him and could not stop retreating, the girl felt really happy. These guys were rebellious on weekdays and did not take their identity seriously. Although he was the candidate saint before, and the old man loved him, don't think she didn't know. Others treat her as a fool, and even beg him for nothing to come out to relax. Even if they say anything, they were all hypocritical to themselves. Even in that dangerous situation, they didn't think of their own safety. Humph, now they know how powerful I am? Hehe, I will let all of you know how powerful I am!

The phantom of the Eight-Winged Dragon God slowly faded away, which means that the girl was favored by the Eight-Winged Dragon God, and obtained a node closest to the core of the Magic Net on the Magic Net - a node belonging to the Saint, and mastered all the powers belonging to the branch on the node.

I wonder if I will be directly selected as a Son by kidnapping that guy to us as a Son candidate?

Suddenly, the girl suddenly realized that she didn't hate the hateful boy. Although she still felt itchy, she didn't hate at all... I don't hate, I don't hate...

The girl looked in the direction where the boy left, her mouth twitched, and she showed a very Spartan smile, and then quickly disappeared.

Holy, innocent, loving, I am the saint, I am the spokesperson of God in the world, whether it is killing or deceiving, it is holy.

The girl told herself that she raised her hand as if she was holding the hem of the skirt: "Uncles and uncles, you all get up."

Looking at the uncles who stood up obediently, she felt completely happy: "Now, I have a small request..."
Chapter completed!