I'm Not Really a Gold Saint

None of the big guys opened the door, most of them put their heads on the toilet door with an expression of watching the excitement and not being afraid of too much trouble.

very strange.

Why is the magic bell so active?

Is Mo Ling such a woman?

But Moling is very indifferent to any male except for Seiya.

How could he be entangled with that strange gravekeeper?

Boom, boom, boom...

There were bursts of knocking sounds from inside the door, as if a bench fell to the ground, or a vase fell to the ground.

The two moved so much?

so intense?

Seiya's face turned red, and the roots of his ears were also red.

He pretty much rushed in, interrupting both of them.

But he, a bronze saint, was squeezed out of the door by a group of silver saints, so it was really hard for him to punch.

I remember that after the magic bell helped him get back the Pegasus Saint Cloth, he had always been very preoccupied.

He even saw the magic bell secretly discarding the broken mask.

Seiya is not a fool, knowing that something happened to the magic bell, it is likely that someone saw his face.

But Moling didn't say anything, and didn't tell herself, she just endured it silently.

Now Seiya faintly understands something. Could it be that the magic bell who has been taking good care of her has really happened to this grave guard?

And in front of everyone.

Really ashamed.

Seiya clenched his fists, and the small universe boiled in his body.

He really wanted to smash the toilet door with Tianma Meteor Fist, and fight Ding Li again.

Tell Ding Li loudly: let go of the magic bell!

"Let go of me, Magic Bell, I'm not the kind of person you think!"

Following Ding Li's violent drinking, a figure smashed through the toilet door and flew out. The sawdust splashed and fell abruptly in the corridor.

Everyone took a closer look, and it was Ding Li, the tomb guard.

I saw this man lying on the ground with his upper body naked, his eyes turned up, his mouth wide open, his tongue exposed, his two pectoralis major muscles twitching non-stop, and he looked half fainted and miserable.

This is... beaten by the magic bell?

Not like ah.

Everyone couldn't help but looked at Quan Kui and walked out of the magic bell, and saw this unparalleled female saint, raised her hand to stroke her slightly messy black hair, and said calmly and coldly: "I just tried Ding Li hand-to-hand combat, so we fought."

Cut, who would believe it!

Are you fighting so fiercely and with such big movements?

The toilets have been knocked down by you.

What the hell are they doing in the bathroom?

Fortunately, the Saints were not gossips, so they all retreated back to their seats.

Calm was restored in the cabin, as if nothing had happened.

It's just that the big guys wondered why a silver saint with such a strong magic bell would look at a grave guard with a brain problem?

Is it because the opponent's chest muscles are big enough?

Ding Li was lifted up and sent to a separate rest room, maintaining a comatose appearance, turning a blind eye to Seiya who clenched his fists and stared at him covetously.

Seeing Ding Li lie down in the lounge, Mo Ling fell into deep thought.

She didn't succeed in detecting Ding Li's small universe, but she just felt that there was something strange about Ding Li's body, as if he was hiding something.

Why can't you touch women?

You boy almost strangled me back then.

"He seems to take soft things but not hard things. Do you want to use a beauty trick to cure him?"

Mo Ling narrowed her eyes slightly, a smile appeared on the red lips under the mask, and said in her heart: "I hope his life is hard enough to bear it, and survive this operation."

That's right, the pope personally issued a decree, requesting that Ding Li be used as a silver saint and sent to the most dangerous front line for training.

The implication is that one can't help but wonder whether the Pope really wants Ding Li to die.

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Ding Li, who pretended to be asleep, opened his eyes after waiting for the door of the rest room to close.

I wanted to scare the magic bell by going crazy.

As a result, this woman was not afraid at all, and seemed a little excited.

What do they mean?

Fortunately, I used the posture of lying on my back and pretending to be dead, completely avoiding the opponent's detection, and not being exposed.

Could it be that this guy really fell in love with him?

No way!

It would be easy to solve if the magic bell fought with himself.

As a result, this guy didn't talk about Wude at all.

He didn't follow the routine, but actually spied on his chest muscles.

Gada!

There was the sound of opening the door in the rest room, and a voice suddenly came from the door: "Ding Li... are you okay?"

It was Seiya who came.

Whoops, the protagonist came to find me?

What is this for?

"I'm fine."

Ding Li didn't look up or even open his eyes.

Now Seiya has some grudges with him, this person should not come to send warmth.

"Ding Li, I've always hoped that Mo Ling could be happy. Seeing her like this now, I'm actually very happy."

Seiya said so.

very happy?

Are you misunderstanding something?

"But remember for me, you can't let the magic bell down, if you feel sorry for the magic bell, or if you fall in love with other women, I, Seiya, will be the first to let you go."

Seiya clenched his fists: "At that time, I will let you try the real Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

"Hey, I really have nothing to do with the magic bell."

Ding Li almost jumped up.

The magic bell and I are innocent, what kind of blessings are you sending here?

Opening his eyes and seeing Seiya's face looking at his future brother-in-law, Ding Li felt dizzy.

This kid can really think wildly.

you do not know.

I, Ding Li, am a dedicated person.

From beginning to end, I just want the goddess Athena to take maternity leave!

……

It takes half a day to fly from Athens to Sicily.

At dusk, the plane had come over Sicily.

There are many jungles below, the mountains are undulating, and the farmland and woods are layered on top of each other, intertwined with emerald green and golden, and a few scattered towns are located on the ground like chess pieces on a chessboard.

It's just that black smoke is rising from several towns, and it's not known whether they have been attacked.

According to the information from the outside world, every week in Sicily, villages are destroyed by means of sacrifices, and the secular forces are simply unable to deal with those sacrificers.

The sanctuary has sent two groups of saints to investigate, including many silver saints. The first batch of silver saints failed to explore, and the second batch of silver saints approached failed to explore.

Sharna was completely missing this time.

Ding Li came here this time, in addition to Saga's tricks, another reason was to find Sharna.

Look at the burning village below.

Mo Ling became stern and vigilant, with sharp sword lights shining in her eyes under the mask, and the pupils of the eyes kept shrinking and changing, observing and analyzing the situation below.

The small universe in her body is fluctuating slightly, always detecting potential dangers.

"After arriving at the airport, we divided into three teams. We explored the surrounding villages and towns while the weather was still dark, and then searched and swept the next day during the day. We acted according to the previously divided teams and tried not to act alone. If we encountered trouble, we Send a distress signal."

The magic bell announced loudly: "Is everyone ready?"

"Understood!"

"no problem."

Everyone said yes.

The magic bell is not the strongest of the silver saints, but its calmness and courage have made many male saints find no faults. With the Pope's order, the rest of the silver saints have nothing to say.

boom!

There was a violent explosion from the right side of the plane, and the whole plane swayed and tilted so much that many people could hardly stand still, and several flight attendants screamed.