"Shut up!" Hearing Qin Jing repeatedly humiliate his father, Castiel, finally got angry.
He suddenly appeared in front of Qin Jing, and Qin Jingfei’s sickle foot was different from the illusion caused by his height. However, the angel’s luck actually shifted, which was fast and without warning. Qin Jingyi was held by the angel in front of him and pressed against the wall.
"Bang" all the way across the wall is broken.
At that time, the dust and fog were flying
This angel didn’t fight with others for about two thousand years. After he succeeded, he didn’t let go and tried to push Qin Jing into the ground completely by relying on one hand.
Qin Jing, how could he miss this opportunity? With one hand, he quickly grasped the huge palm still on his face, and his feet tried to cut Castillo’s neck. With the other hand, he propped up the angel with torsion.
"Do you want to fight? I accompany you "Qin Jing up patted the dust coldly said.
……
At the same time, in a cemetery, two figures are moving forward. It is Zhao Ying and Wenna. There are few people in this cemetery. Although it is dawn at the moment, there is not even one person.
"You know, all this is really far beyond me. I imagine that if what you say is true, it is the strangest thing I have ever seen as an fbi …" This long-winded fbi was able to speak so enthusiastically to Zhao Ying.
At this time, Zhao Ying has taken Wenner to see the corpse of the new team in Zhongzhou. Although it has been carried, there are some things that can’t be covered up for the fbi. Wenner simply checked a corpse and then listened to Zhao Ying’s most concise words about the whole process. After that, he talked about it without saying a word. He can also say it alone.
Out of the cemetery, the two of them walked along the highway, and the greening on both sides of the roads in the United States was very good. Wenner suddenly asked for grass. This discussion was puzzling, but Zhao Ying begged him to stop talking and stepped on it without thinking. At this time, a naked cherry tree suddenly fell from a side pole and didn’t pay attention because she had been poured red-handed by suddenly turning on the automatic sprinkler.
All this was born with flint, but after practicing in Zhan Lan’s room, Zhao Ying jumped aside for the first time.
It’s a pity that when she jumped up, her body suddenly became numb. Although Sakura had fallen online, she jumped up in an instant, but the flow was fast. When she landed, Zhao Ying was paralyzed by the flow
In fact, this line transportation is ordinary, which is not fatal for Zhao Ying to strengthen her body, but Zhao Ying can react and let her jump up and land on the side of the road, and then a big truck is coming towards Zhao Ying far from its ownership …
Are you dying? Zhao Ying thought it was so long at the moment when she heard the car whistling behind her. If it were her usual time, she would probably be able to make ten kinds of self-help measures. Unfortunately, now …
She slowly closed her eyes, and her right arm was suddenly grasped by a generous palm. A huge force pulled her to the side and paralyzed her body. She involuntarily fell to the side.
The owner of this big hand didn’t want to know that it was fbi Wenner. He was surprised that he would suddenly discuss going to the grass. Then Zhao Ying touched the road and jumped to the truck. He didn’t react until the last moment. Thanks to his vigilance from the police for many years, if it was someone else, he might not react.
Zhao Ying hit Wenner and fell to the lawn behind him involuntarily, which startled him. Of course, he saw that Zhao Ying had just touched the situation. It was hundreds of volts. He was not the group of orientals who could jump up after touching it …
The bottom fell to the ground and the surrounding water droplets were splashed, but the imaginary blow did not follow. Wenner opened his eyes and closed his eyes, but he glanced at Zhao Ying’s disdainful eyes
"Death will look at it." Zhao Ying jumped up from Wenner’s arms and took out a walkie-talkie from her pocket. Death began to act and had to tell Zhan Lan and Qin Jing them immediately …
"Hey, I’m your savior, and you didn’t say anything-although it’s our duty for people to protect national security, you have to … well …" Wenner squatted over her eyes before she finished, but Zhao Ying punched him in the eye to make him quiet.
Zhao Ying turned away and never looked back. Before she could speak, there came Zhan Lan’s urgent voice "Cherry Terry is dead"
Terry is dead, and death seems to be starting to add it …
……
Angels are very powerful. They have several kinds of headache abilities, but these abilities seem to lose their effect on human beings.
Qin Jing was very angry, and the consequences were very serious. Although he didn’t want to kill the angel in front of him (Yun just got the sickle of death, Qin Jing might really be able to do it), he made every effort to teach Castiel a lesson. Angels have several times the strength and degree of ordinary people, but when they don’t meet Qin Jing, these advantages will swing, not to mention far beyond their combat skills.
Castiel was violently thrown to the ground by Qin Jing’s shoulder throw. This angel’s face is covered with blood at the moment, which is very bleak. Qin Jing knows that these angels have amazing resilience. Naturally, they will not show mercy. He is preparing to fit and bully Castiel. Finally, he cried, "Stop it."
"Have you had enough fun?" Qin Jing laughed, "It’s a pity that I haven’t."
"I know a wizarding world can temporarily hide from abnormal countercurrent." Castillo sounded a little weak.
Hearing this, Qin Jing finally had the intention of stopping.
He stepped forward and grabbed the dusty angel in front of him. "I know what you want me to do to help me make that witchcraft world and then I will help you."
Chapter 13 The archangel Yuri
(Sorry, the update is unstable due to something recently)
In an unknown location in the United States
It was getting dark, and Qin Jing pushed open the slightly rusty door. The demon trap was still there, but the edge corner was flooded and didn’t lose its original effect.
Alastair’s body has been disposed of by the angels. Looking at this familiar environment, Qin Jing can’t help but sigh. Although he is involved in the story, there is no big deviation in the actual story. Because the rebellious angel helped alastair escape from the demon cage, Dean was seriously injured. Finally, Sam was killed by drinking demon blood. The only difference is that Dean was not as hurt as he thought.
Earlier today, Castillo took himself back to the Zhongzhou team and painted the witchcraft world. According to Castillo, this world can last for about three days.
Three days … Qin Jing touched his chest should be enough …
Qin Jing himself moved a chair and sat there. After Cassio brought himself here, he disappeared, presumably to find himself and tell him those things.
The overhead light is a little dim, and I can’t see the distant things clearly. Qin Jing crossed his legs and looked up at the light. For myself, this level of light will no longer cause retinal stagnation. Even if I keep staring, I won’t feel dizzy … It’s completely different from before. Whether it’s physical or psychological, Qin Jing took out the dragon tongue wine and unscrewed the lid and took a sip.
The overhead light began to dim. Qin Jing turned his head and saw Castiel behind him.
"Do you want wine?" Qin Jing waved the bottle to Castiel, and it was not obvious that they had a big fight less than a day ago.
"I don’t drink." Castillo is still the same old earthy windbreaker, but he can’t see his face completely. He is holding a clay pot with a layer of black oil in it.
"I don’t think your angels will be affected by alcohol, will you?" Qin Jing tilted his head and looked at what Castiel had in his hand. "Is this the oil from Jerusalem?"
"Although I don’t know where you heard this, it is one of the few things that can limit the angel’s ability." Castiel put the clay pot on the table and looked at Qin Jing with his hands on the table. "Now you tell me what killed my brothers and sisters."
Qin Jing took a sip of wine and looked at the angel in front of him Gherardini. "Aren’t you beginning to doubt yourself?" From the scene, from when I told you to go to Jerusalem to get the holy oil spear of destiny. "
Castiel took the spear of fate from his pocket.
"You should know that an angel can kill an angel," Qin Jing said slowly.
"Can’t kill an angel is not an angel. For example, with that weapon in your hand …"