Sword Waifu - Chapter388

"They're here!"

Guhan, who had been meditating outside the tent, slowly opened his eyes. He had been waiting in the room for five hours. The peace in the room had finally been broken.

"What's here?"

Song Yifei came out of the tent and saw that the wall of light on one side had disappeared. Three white-robed swordsmen walked over from the other side.

Song Yifei had never seen anyone dressed like that.

Due to the ethnic conflicts, Jerusalem was not well received by the other cities. Most ordinary people only knew that Jerusalem was one of the eight base cities, but the specific situation of Jerusalem Base City was a big question mark.

In fact, as long as the system collected information on the Internet, it was not impossible to find information about Jerusalem.

For example, Guhan had collected a lot of information about Jerusalem through the Internet, so he was not completely clueless about the situation in Jerusalem.

After all, Guhan might have to pay a visit to Jerusalem in the future.

"These are the swordsmen of Jerusalem. I didn't expect the second one to arrive here to be from Jerusalem." Liunian Ling walked out of the tent with Gu Yun in her arms.

If one were to ask Guhan who among the three knew the most about Jerusalem, it would be Liunian Ling without a doubt. The Liunian Family had close ties with Jerusalem. As the successor of the most powerful family in the world, it was only natural that Liunian Ling had a deeper understanding of every city.

"I didn't expect to see you here, Miss Liunian Ling. Ashima pays her respect to you!" The three people in white robes were the Holy Maiden of Jerusalem and her two male teammates.

The Holy Maiden was confused when she saw that there were people in the next room. When she saw Liunian Ling, she was dumbfounded. It seemed that they had entered the trial grounds to find the missing Liunian Ling. Now that they had accomplished their mission, could they consider leaving?

"Are you the Holy Maiden, Ashima?"

Liunian Ling walked up to Ashima with Gu Yun in her arms. She exuded the aura of a superior, suppressing the Holy Maiden of Jerusalem so much that she couldn't even lift her head … Liunian Ling wondered what kind of face and expression the Holy Maiden had under the veil.

"Yes, I am Ashima, Miss Liunian Ling!" The Holy Maiden lowered her head in a submissive manner.

"Interesting. Those stinky old men from Jerusalem actually shamelessly made up stupid words like 'Allah's slave' to justify themselves. It must have been hard on you!"

Liunian Ling sneered. The two white-robed swordsmen beside the Holy Maiden were embarrassed and angry. They wanted to grab Liunian Ling's clothes and argue with Liunian Ling, but the Holy Maiden pulled them behind her.

"Miss Liunian Ling, you're wrong. Ashima is indeed Allah's slave. Ashima will serve Allah for the rest of her life," Ashima said in a pious tone, as if she really was Allah's slave.

"Oh, you're so willing to be that Allah's slave?"

Liunian Ling pondered for a while, then suddenly asked seriously, "What if you're not wrong, but Allah wants to whip you?"

"A slave should bare her chest and accept Allah's whip. It's a slave's fortune to be able to receive Allah's love with her lowly body," Ashima said meticulously.

Ashima spoke meticulously, and the radiance of devotion on her face could almost be seen through the veil.

"What if there's no water around, but Allah wants to wash his feet?" Liunian Ling continued to ask.

"As a slave, I should use my lips and tongue as a towel to lick away all the dirt and dust that the True Lord has added!" Ashima answered without hesitation, as if the answer came from the bottom of her heart.

"What if there's no spittoon around, but Allah wants to spit?" Liunian Ling continued to ask.

"A slave should use her body as a spittoon and her throat as a mouth to receive Allah's holy spit!"

…

"Damn!

Guhan, what's wrong with that Liunian Ling? Why would she ask that woman such disgusting questions? I can't stand it, just hearing these questions makes me feel disgusted! "Song Yifei said to Guhan with a displeased expression.

The conversation between Fleeting Time Ling and Ashima had crossed the bottom line of human humiliation … To think that the two of them were able to conduct their conversation in such a serious and serious manner … and that the people who heard their conversation could see a hint of Holy Light emanating from their bodies.

"Guhan, is this woman really the Liunian Ling who had a heated argument with me just now?

Why do I feel like I don't know her anymore?

Her persona has changed too fast! "Song Yifei continued to complain.

"Also, why do I feel like this Liunian Ling is like that saintess' master? It seems like that saintess is very afraid of Liunian Ling. Isn't she the saintess?

The noblest woman in Jerusalem?

Why does it seem like that woman owes Liunian Ling a lot of money? "

"It's not a matter of money!"

Guhan shook his head. "Back then, Kenzu built a total of three base cities, and Jerusalem was one of them.

The Liunian Family had natural sovereignty over Jerusalem, and the prophets of Jerusalem were all very respectful to the Liunian Family. "

"I see. According to what you've said, this Liunian Ling is actually this saintess' landlord!"

Song Yifei made a very incisive conclusion. At the same time, the interesting conversation between Liunian Ling and Ashima reached its last sentence.

Liunian Ling asked Ashima a total of ten questions, all of which were disgusting and challenging the limits of human dignity.

In the end, the saintess answered all of them, from eating shit, swallowing phlegm, to sitting on a meat stool, and decorations …

Compared to the saintess answering all of the questions, Song Yifei admired Liunian Ling even more for being able to ask all of them. If it were Song Yifei, she probably wouldn't even be able to ask a single question.

"Lady Saintess!!!" The other two sword-bearers looked at Ashima with admiration in their eyes.

The saintess was too pious. Only such a woman was worthy of being the slave of the almighty God!

… …

"Very well, your God will like you!"

Liunian Ling smiled at the saintess, then left Ashima and returned to Guhan's side.

"Phew!"

The saintess let out a long sigh of relief. It felt as if she had passed an important interview.

At this moment, the room began to change. The small bar counter that had never appeared before rose from the ground for the first time.

Guhan walked up and looked at the notification on the counter. His expression didn't change at all, as if he had already guessed the mission of this room.

"Come and take a look, saintess!"

Your Saintess! "Gu Han gestured for Ashima to take a look at the notification on the small counter.

"Thank you!"

Ashima nodded at Guhan respectfully. Although she didn't know who Guhan was, she shuddered at the sight of Liunian Ling standing behind Guhan with a gentle and considerate expression.

How terrifying must this man be to be able to subdue such a terrifying young lady like Liunian Ling?

Ashima walked over to the small counter with light steps. She glanced at the notification on the counter and furrowed her brows deeply.

This was what was written on it.

"Only the courageous will emerge victorious. The mission of this room will only be unlocked when two teams gather at this meeting point.

The two teams that arrive at the room first must fight to decide who can move forward.

The team that surrenders first or loses the ability to fight will be deemed to have lost. Group battles are not allowed. Only one-on-one battles are allowed.

"The winner will be able to move forward while the loser must stay and wait for the next team to arrive at the meeting point.

If the loser stays for more than seven days, it will be declared a complete failure and the team will be automatically teleported out of the trial. "

The notification was very detailed and clear. It was very simple. It was a battle between Guhan and the Saintess. The winner would continue to move forward while the loser would wait for the next opponent.

In fact, not long after entering the room, Guhan had roughly guessed the routine of this room. Hence, he had been meditating with his eyes closed while waiting for his opponent to arrive.

On the other hand, Ashima's side wasn't calm. She turned around and whispered something to her two companions behind her. Ashima walked out and bowed to Liunian Ling. "Respected Miss Liunian Ling, Jerusalem doesn't dare to make an enemy of you. We are willing to surrender. Please leave with your companions!"

"You're surrendering just like that?"

Song Yifei, who was a little worried that she would be a burden to the team due to her lack of experience in fighting a sword wielder, suddenly realized that her team had won so easily!

She pinched the soft flesh on Guhan's waist in disbelief and asked in a daze.

"Yes, we are willing to surrender. Please leave first, Miss Liunian Ling." Ashima confirmed once again.

"Alright, let's go!" Guhan was not like the main character in a movie where he had to fight to be happy.

Since he could win without fighting, what was wrong with that?

Guhan was more than happy to oblige.

Hence, Guhan planned to leave the room with his two companions.

"No, I don't want to leave like this!"

Suddenly, Liunian Ling grabbed Guhan's hand and looked into Guhan's eyes. "I can't win like this, especially when the opponent is a b * stard from Jerusalem."

"Alright!"

It took Guhan less than a second to complete his thought process. He was able to win without fighting because of Liunian Ling.

Since Liunian Ling did not want to win in this way, he would use absolute strength to clear the path for himself.

Sigh, after all this time, it was still the main character's plot...