I'm Not Really a Gold Saint

A croaking crow flies across the sky.

Ah!

Shy screams broke the silence, and Mo Ling simply covered her face with her hands.

The group of silver saints were at a loss, some were surprised, some were smiling, some covered their faces with their hands and peeked between their fingers.

No one expected that the magic bell would have a calm and calm personality, but his little face was so cute, with a bit of baby fat.

Even Xingya didn't expect that the teacher Moling whom he respected was so good-looking, he looked so young and cute.

Ding Li laughed, the hands and feet he did on the mask before were very successful.

As long as the magic bell uses the small universe with all its strength, the mask will automatically shatter.

Now Mo Ling covered her face and was about to cry.

I was actually looked at naked by so many men, as if I had no clothes on.

One, two, three... I can't count!

Proper large-scale social death scene, woo woo woo...

"Mo Ling, will any man who sees your face die?"

"Will you kill these silver saint fighters?"

"Seiya, will you kill me or not?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Amidst the loud laughter, Ding Li turned around and left.

How will you hang around in the sanctuary after you want to see the magic bell?

Chasing down one by one?

Still love one by one?

Go back to the sanctuary and use the blood of the gods to upgrade the cemetery.

Sister Moling, Goodbye!

###Chapter 54 Little Red Riding Hood is not afraid of the big bad wolf? ###

Sanctuary, Pope's Palace.

Shura respectfully half-kneeled on the ground, oppressed by the huge small universe in front of him.

His Majesty the Pope sat silently on the throne, but he sensed anger from the other party's small universe.

He didn't even dare to make a sound, just bowed his head and half-kneeled like this.

"That mysterious man killed the Cyclops and took away the divine blood... He even used the tricks of several golden saints. Do you suspect it is a certain golden saint?"

The Pope finally spoke, his tone was weird and unbelievable.

No way, after listening to Shura's description, everyone will be puzzled.

Can anyone in this world do this?

But Shura's loyalty cannot be questioned.

Who is it?

Can you slap a monster in myth and legend to death?

Is it Virgo's Golden Saint Shaka?

No, he could feel that Shaka's Cosmos was always in the Virgo Palace, and the other party didn't know the tricks of other golden saints.

Or Tong Hu in China's Wulaofeng?

Is there a Saint Seiya senior in transmission?

Nothing!

Who is that mysterious man?

Could it be the Sagittarius Gold Saint who escaped from the Sanctuary 13 years ago?

This is impossible!

The opponent's small universe has disappeared.

Why did the other party take away the blood of God?

And... the Cyclops who was sealed underground in the age of mythology was sacrificed and released from the ground. Who are the group of self-proclaimed apostles?

These questions are what silence Saga.

"Your Majesty the Pope, please see Gigas."

The voice of Sanctuary Chief of Staff Kigas came from outside the door.

"Sura, go down, you are at fault for this incident, stay in the Capricorn Palace and reflect on yourself."

Saga did not blame Shura.

Unless the Cyclops recovers by himself, it is possible to defeat the opponent.

Gigas walked in, brushed shoulders with Shura, and said with a strange smile: "Sura, I heard that you failed this mission."

Shura glanced at the wretched old man with contempt, but ignored him.

"Hey hey... His Majesty the Pope, I have some good news to report."

Kigas had a flattering smile on his old face: "According to intelligence, we found a girl named Saori Kido in Japan. She is 13 years old and looks like this."

Kigas respectfully handed over a photo.

This photo shows a girl with purple hair.

With just one glance, Saga was shocked.

You can't be wrong, the girl in front of you is very similar to the portraits of Athens displayed in the Temple of the Goddess.

With purple hair, beautiful appearance, and good temperament, she seems to be a goddess descending to earth.

Importantly, she was exactly 13 years old.

If Athena is alive now, she is also 13 years old.

"Your Majesty, in addition to this little girl, I also found the Sagittarius Golden Saint Cloth that was lost back then."

"The golden holy cloth is in the hands of this girl named Saori Kido, and the other party is calling saints to compete for the golden holy cloth of Sagittarius."

"In addition, I did another investigation and found out that the so-called grandfather of Saori Kido actually sponsored..."

Saga could not hear any more voices at this moment.

Because another extremely evil voice appeared in his mind.

"Kill her, kill her, kill her for me..."

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Night, sea, Gold Coast cruise ship.

The deck of the cruise ship is lit up with colorful neon lights, and the crowds are crowded with people drinking and drinking.

The passengers on the ship are either rich or expensive. The men wear designer tuxedos, and the women wear various evening dresses. The attire alone is very high-end.

The cool sea breeze blows people's hair, which is cool and comfortable, and the breeze is pleasant.

The waves are churning slightly, a luxurious party is held on the deck, the band is playing light music, and the guests who come to the party are either dancing, toasting and drinking, or chatting and laughing.

Everything smells of luxury and money.

"Look, that man is really handsome and has a great figure."

"He's dressed very baggy... but the muscles, especially the pectorals, are amazing."

"Look at his butt, it's really upturned, I've never seen such a upturned butt."

Several blond-haired and blue-eyed European ladies stared at a man lying on the railing drinking, their eyes gleamed and their saliva almost flowed out.

The man in loose white clothes was lying on the edge of the fence, watching the night scene while drinking, and he didn't care about the ladies and ladies who were staring at him, as if they didn't exist.

In the eyes of the lady, there are quite a few handsome men in well-fitting suits here, but compared with them, they are much inferior.

It's like a group of fireflies competing with the bright moon, no need to compete to decide which one is superior.

The face of the other party has the characteristics of combining East Asia and the West, with black hair and black eyes, but a high nose bridge, red lips like blood, thin cheeks, deep eyes, and an extremely masculine face, just like an ancient Greek sculpture of a handsome man.

Of course, the most attractive thing is the other person's muscles, which are full of masculinity that women can't resist.

correct!

The chest muscles are really full, I really want to go up and touch them.

"Hello, handsome guy!"

A young woman in a slit red dress stepped forward, chatted with her for a few words, handed her a room card, and left with a wink.

"Hey... these European women are really open, why do I see that some women seem to have husbands or male partners?"

Putting away the room card, Ding Li looked at the pile of room cards in his hand.

During the period of drinking and blowing, he got more than a dozen room cards, most of which were VIP room cards.

Every lady who handed over the room card is a little pretty, with a curvaceous figure, no doubt a beautiful woman, and she is either rich or expensive.

It's a pity that I didn't take the boat by myself to be an old scalper plowing the land and bulldozing the soil.

In his eyes, these unrestrained European beauties are not as attractive as those corpses in the cemetery.

They're all pink skulls.

With my own strength attributes, I guess they would fall apart as soon as I touched them, let alone output with all my strength.

Besides, without a woman in his heart, the small universe is naturally pure.

A woman will only affect the speed at which the microcosm explodes.

If you were the goddess Athena, you could go on the highway together and chat about what your child's name will be in the future.