"wait for me here."

 “Yes, my lord!”

 Angel Langdu nodded, then turned around and looked at the scenery outside... At the same time, he was also observing the surrounding environment. He needed to protect the safety of the adults.

 Although, with the strength of an adult, there are very few people in the world who can hurt him.

The young man in white quickly stepped into the monastery on the cliff... The monastery was quite simple, and no one was seen on the road.

 He passed through a series of doors and finally came to the church in the monastery.

There was only one nun, praying alone in front of the colorful flower window.

The young man in white did not disturb the nun's prayer, but silently came to sit on the bench on the left. He put his hands on his forehead and said a simple prayer.

 Time passed little by little.

 The nun in the church suddenly called softly and tentatively: "Michael?"

 “Is something wrong?” The young man in white slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, the nun continued to whisper: "I have been kneeling for too long and my legs are numb. Can you come over and give me a hand? I can't stand up..."

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ifies in the myth that the young man in white has been fighting in various worlds all year round . At this time , a strange look could not help but appear on his face .

He shook his head and said calmly: "Then there's no need to get up, just sit like that."

 “So cruel!”

The young man in white got straight to the point: "Maria, I was injured on the front line. The external injury should be healed, but I suspect that there are still hidden wounds on my body. I want you to take a look at it for me."

The nun turned around and looked at her in surprise... She looked like a young girl, but she had a proud figure that even mature women would marvel at.

 The Virgin Mary...the woman who gave birth to the Son of God as a virgin.

 The residents of [Maria] City did not know that [Our Lady] had always been in such a simple monastery...and it was only her.

There is no way to go down the cliff, and there is no footing to climb... It even feels like a prison here.

“Are you injured?” A look of disbelief appeared on the nun’s face.

"It should be the method of the Eastern immortals." The young man in white said calmly: "Every time we have a confrontation with heaven, we will always encounter some troubles."

But the nun shook her head and said: "It's wrong to fight. Why don't we all sit down and eat steamed buns, shake hands and become good friends?"

The young man in white was silent... After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "Only with enough willpower and support from the origin of the world, can father go further on the original road... This is father's wish."

The nun rubbed her legs and slowly stood up. She gradually came to the young man in white, stretched out her hand to wipe the forehead of the young man in white, and said with a smile: "Among so many children, you are the best.

Michael."

 The young man in white had no expression on his face, "Is there something wrong with my body?"

“I haven’t started reading yet,” the nun said slowly.

The young man in white slowly breathed a sigh of relief, simply closed his eyes, and let the nun's palm stick to his forehead. But at this moment, the young man in white suddenly opened his eyes!

 His expression turned pale instantly...and then, another mouthful of golden blood spurted out.

 The nun escaped when the young man in white made some movement...

 After vomiting blood, the young man in white whispered: "My origin...has been wiped out by at least 30%!"

“Michael, who have you provoked?” The nun couldn’t help but widen her eyes. “If I want to punish you like this...are you going to convert someone else’s wife or daughter?”

 How did he know?

 Which guy who calls himself Taoist Lu Ya, apart from having a weird hidden weapon and a secret treasure... is he that powerful?

The young man in white took a deep breath, gradually calmed down the source of the restlessness in his body, and asked with difficulty: "Maria, what is wrong with my body?"

I could only hear the nun smiling and saying: "I...I haven't taken a good look at it yet."

　　　…”

"Michael, wait a minute, I'll be sure soon." The nun said quickly, "But will you still vomit blood? Remember to tell me first if you want to vomit blood. I only have this set of clothes, and it's dirty.

It’s very troublesome...I don’t want to do laundry!”

"Don't worry." The young man in white said in a suppressed voice: "Even if I vomit blood again, I will swallow it and I won't stain you... Holy Mother!"

 “Michael is indeed a good boy!”

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Chapter completed!