"I lost……"
The young man's fingers were trembling. He was so nervous that his brain was deprived of oxygen. The monster in front of him gave him a full sense of oppression. It was obvious that the opponent was not a creature of the same level as himself, but the fierce eyes stared at him, giving him a feeling of numbness. The impact!
This is a big gamble!
Here, he used all his chips, honor, money, and name!
Yes, success or failure, bite!
The terrible drum beat lightly in the young man's heart. The chess pieces that had been with him for ten years were no longer familiar to him, and he ran away!
Yes, it's just a chessboard game, but the sense of oppression is as strong as the light of the sword!
[I didn’t see you graceful that year. How can I listen to the piano and flute now? The young man is in a state of poverty. The most embarrassing thing is that he needs a gentle knife. 】
The night is wonderful, and the hippopotamus smiles childishly and smartly:
It is a talker, and the reason why it is gentle is because if it were not so at first, no one would want to chat with this infected monster.
Yes, it is not a good thing. If you are not willing to be gentle, who is willing to get close to such a paint-covered guy?
The scenery in front of him is pleasant. The pygmy hippopotamus has learned many habits that it cannot learn by itself. It always gives up halfway. Maybe its palms can only grasp so many things, and any more will leak out. But it is greedy and wants everything it likes. In this way, the rest of your life is wasted.
Do you regret it?
What is there to regret?
It is not a great figure in history, nor is it a prince or nobleman who pursues perfection and ideal ambitions. There are many things that it should not worry about in the first place, and it is not its turn to worry about them, which only adds to the burden on the soul.
This damn early education, it hurt me so much that I couldn’t escape.
Why can a ghost who keeps telling lies live so comfortably?
Oh no, that's the devil, and I'm the kid under its control.
The little briquette was extremely tired, and its soul was empty. With the faint light beside the tree hole, it also illuminated its dark soul. The Fengshen Pterodactyl looked at it tenderly:
I came late, but I was still able to walk with the little hippo for a while.
The giant dragon crosses the river and the stars rise gracefully.
The pygmy hippopotamus is like a child, holding its feet with both hands and blinking.
It cannot speak, it is mute;
The night was poisoned with hope.
The Aeolian Pterosaur wiped its cheeks with the soles of its feet like a puppy, and then washed its face with both hands like a fly. It also didn't like to talk, and its relationship with the Uranium Hippo turned into thick soup without saying a word.
A little bit, you can’t see it, you can’t see it~
Peculiar Cockroach: We are all hamburgers, why are you the baby and I am the fool?
Uranium Hippopotamus: Because you are my baby, they all treat you as their friend.
The Kongming lantern is flying, and every word is shining. At night, it shines softly.
The sky is getting late and the moon is shining above the willow branches. This is the last stage of setting up a stall for the pygmy hippopotamus. It is a little haggard and its face looks ugly due to years of fatigue.
Zhongzhou is the most prosperous place, and it is also the place with the most natural disasters.
The Fengshen Pterosaur didn't say anything. It always believed in the Painted Turtle, just like it did back then...
Nothing scares me more than leaving you.
The window outside the window is separated from the real world. The young man is reading the beads in his hands. There are many stories and classics that he cannot read. Some of them are very mysterious. The more he reads, the more he cannot understand them. He is not a person who loves to read. It is becoming more complicated now and his willpower is being exhausted. Swallowed in the abyss.
The Uranium Hippo didn't think about how he should gain a foothold, so he escaped in a tree hole, hoping to get salvation from the confider by listening, but in fact, he couldn't do anything.
The crow priest looked calmly at the wind outlet. He walked forward in the dark corridor, listening to the echoing sound of sobbing, and he seemed to have merged into the ghostly night.
Why be a hero?
The boy was holding a long stick. Although he was angry, he did not abuse force. The boy who had returned to his rationality looked at the empty and incomplete parts of his chest and fell into deep thinking.
[Please note, the right wing is on the rise! 】
[Please note that the populist wave is sweeping across again! 】
[Please note... Please select your camp. 】
Ghostly footsteps sounded behind the young man, and a terrifying smile appeared on the corner of the crow priest's mouth, and his blood was ignited:
For some reason, someone was waiting for me. It was a long-awaited meeting.
Wind and snow...
Frost and snow covered the ground. They were building their own city in the valley like reinforced concrete. The doctor was wearing a thick black feather cloak. Fang Yun had just returned home. She didn't know what happened in the garden just now, but She, the angel's confidant, seems to be following a missionary to promote science?
At this moment, the girl still feels that what happened to her is a bit ridiculous, but it is better than before, right?
Before time travel...
Fang Yun stopped talking. She was dressed like Little Red Riding Hood, with bright eyes. Su Yaoqiang cheered up. Although he was very tired, now was not his time to rest:
To be honest, sometimes even he himself doesn't know why he can be so reckless with his words and always dig such a big hole for himself. You must know that promises that cannot be fulfilled are just pretentious, and such a character will Got killed.
Prince Ke has worked hard for so long, certainly not just to be killed by the plot, so he must quickly prove his worth.
【God's fingerprint】
Compared with Changhou's [Portrait of Gods] and Yuan Xia's [502 Glue], his token sounded particularly scary. Facing such a card with almost no upper limit, Su Yao felt that the information he currently had seemed insufficient. to operate it.
Yang Xia: Zun is fake? Do you understand my token?
Damn 502 glue, bad luck!
Crow Priest: ...I'm deeply sorry. It's very unexpected.
The picnic ground was on the outskirts of the Rhine City. Su Yao knew the weirdness inside, but the problem now was that his identity came from it. If he didn't go in, it would be difficult to stick his label firmly.
In the church, the flow of time has returned to normal. The priests are running around making announcements. Changhou has just come to his senses when he notices a gaze staring at him for a long time in the dark:
The red archbishop moved his prayer beads and muttered something.
Ye Xun did not act rashly. The turmoil was not over yet. The impact of the angel's arrival directly peeled off a layer of the earth. With great fanaticism and restlessness, many important figures from the church had gathered around Changhou, and among them Su Yao is also fishing in troubled waters.
Feeling the arrival of his old friend, Ye Xun felt a little more secure in his heart.
Their situation is very chaotic, there is no so-called right answer, and they have to fill the gaps by themselves when it is unreasonable. It is not like an angel like Yuan Xie, who has a cheating device in his mind and another person whose world revolves around him. The spinning crow sacrifices.
If the fates of each other can be intertwined, it will undoubtedly be much stronger. As for the shortcomings, their lives are already tied together. One will be prosperous and one will suffer, so there is nothing to worry about.
The officiant appears.
He took small steps, looked at the statue, and then looked at Ye Xun meaningfully:
"Why did the movement just end? Did He say anything?"
"The angel has returned to the world. This is a great joy. Why is there no happy expression on the face of the officiant? Could it be that you were involved in what happened back then?"
"Presumptuous!——, let me tell you, don't think that just because you are a doctor of Bible exegesis, you can slander me at will!" Ye Xun did not speak, because as soon as he spoke, the possibility was greatly reduced, so Su Yao directly flattened the ground Thunder!
The officiating priest's hair and beard were spread out, his expression was angry, and he was caught in a kind of riot. His breath was flowing all over his body, as if he wanted to play a life-and-death game with the doctor in order to regain his innocence!
The surrounding priests had not recovered from the original shock, and now they were in a daze again, and some of the older ones had a thoughtful expression.
I dug a hole and you jumped up?
Or is this problem actually not as simple as it seems?
Su Yao wasn't sure either, but now was not the time to show off his timidity.
"Priest. Do you know when was the last time God came?"
"Where does this madman come from! God——"
A godfather in black stepped forward, pointing at Su Yao and about to push him to the ground. Prince Ke rolled his eyes after successfully catching the key word.
As if he felt that what he said was wrong, the godfather quickly changed his words:
"--,what do you want to say in the end!"
"What do you want to say? Why don't you ask yourself what you are talking about!"
"I!--"
"There is no result from what happened back then. Now I want to ask whether the church knows the inside story about the angels who disappeared in the Rhine City! Now that the angels have disappeared again, I am very suspicious that there is something fishy about you!"
Su Yao's loud question surprised all the surrounding believers, and then their panicked eyes focused on the officiant.
"I'm warning you! This is not a place where doctors can run wild!"
The officiant stared at Su Yao fiercely, as if he wanted to eat him alive, but such behavior was undoubtedly a reward for Prince Ke!
There must be a secret in this!
"I'm slandering? Why have you been praying devoutly for so long and the gods have not responded, but this bandit who you call so sinful can make God show up! Moreover, everyone should also be able to see that the angel did not leave, but was sealed!"
Su Yao's words were shocking, causing more wavering believers to secretly stand with him.
The disappearance of angels is true.
When the flow of time accelerated, Yuan Xie was distracted to the temple square, and then pushed open the blood-red door to meet Zhang Shouwang, so he did not leave, but just as he walked in a daze, he also disappeared inexplicably, so there must be something hidden. .
In the darkness, the red archbishop watched with interest but did not take action.
On the other side, Ye Xun was also frantically searching for that gaze in the dark. He had a hunch that the opponent was very powerful.
For Su Yao and Ye Xun, two strong men in the realm of the mighty, they originally thought that this place was very dangerous. After all, it was the three-level empire named after the Lingfeng Kingdom.
But after exploring the reality and reality, there should be no opponents on the ground as long as they don't touch the secrets and rules. This is why Su Yao and Ye Xunxing are a little careless now, but now, they suddenly feel the danger again.
Will it be so divided?
The two realms of the powerful and the powerful?
Where did the mighty one go?
However, Prince Ke and Changhou do not have the qualifications to make long-term decisions. They cannot stay on the ground for too long, so they must fill up the token tags as soon as possible so that they can reasonably go to the control room. Otherwise, their role will be over. .
"What's your attitude for being so aggressive? We just want to know the oracle so that the church can do its work better. Why did you target us in the first place?
"Do you have any evidence? Or do you have any intentions?"
The Doctor of Bible Execution is not a church official, but a mage supported by the empire behind the Golden Curtain Church, so the priests present do not have a good impression of him. After all, the emergence of the [Bible Interpretation Power] is essentially a restriction on the divine authority by the secular state. I think Re-formulating the concept of "God" will undoubtedly destroy the "preaching" of the priests, so the two are inherently incompatible.
"You take me too seriously.
"Who in the world dares to speak on behalf of God? I have met God, so I dare to preach in His name. And I am here precisely because God said that angels will guide me to find the next preacher!"
