"She is only being imprisoned now. Because she is involved with the Cardinal of the Black Vatican, she will be tried and adjudicated by the Holy Inquisition. If you can prove that she is not Salan, or is being manipulated by others, there may be a way to rescue her. Opportunity." Astraea persuaded, she really didn't want Mo Yingge to lose his life because of this.
Of course, she didn't say that it was almost impossible, and what happened was also very unusual. Why did many people immediately enter the Saintess' Hall and witness Xinxia murder with their own eyes when Pan Nijia died and was even still angry? The fact is not to mention that the people from the Holy Inquisition came so quickly, as if they were waiting outside the Parthenon.
It all seemed rehearsed, as if there was an invisible black hand behind it all.
It’s scary to think about it!
But who is this person?
Why would she do this?
"Are you saying that Xinxia might be manipulated by the mind?" Mo Yinge took a deep breath and tried to force himself to calm down.
"It's possible. We are doing mental identification on her. You should know that the mental control of the psychic system will linger in a person's mind for at least seventy-two hours. If she is mentally controlled, then her mental It will definitely leave the spiritual mark of the caster." Astraea 1 said.
"I don't believe your people!" Mo Yinge said bluntly. After such a thing happened, how could she trust the people of the Parthenon.
"I need to find someone to identify it myself," she said seriously.
"Then you have to hurry up. The people from the Holy Inquisition will soon bring something that is enough to confirm the cardinal's identity." After Astraea said this last sentence, she slowly left. She knew It is enough to say this. Mo Yingge will find a way to try to keep Ye Xinxia, at least he will not think of rushing directly to the sacred mountain.
That's all she can do.
"Get out of the way." Moyinge said to the knights.
"Let her leave, she is innocent." Astraea's voice came from afar, and the knights made way for Moringa.
At the other end of the square, Mo Yingge looked up and saw three old acquaintances, Pang Lai, Zhu Meng and Feng Li.
"Why are you here?"
Zhu Meng and Feng Li looked at each other, then pulled Mo Yingge away.
"We rushed here immediately after getting the news, just because we were afraid that something would happen to you. Fortunately, you didn't take action just now." Pang Lai said.
"Let me go first." Mo Yinge was unhappy being caught by two bad old men.
"You are mentally unstable now. Come with us first!" Zhu Meng refused to explain to her and almost started a fight, but he was startled.
Under the Parthenon is the Acropolis of Athens. Feng Li brought Mo Yingge a cup of coffee, but Mo Yinge remained unmoved.
"We are deeply surprised that something like this happened. We originally expected that child to bring more and better healing magic to the country, but it's a pity."
Pang Lai's words were directly interrupted by Mo Yingge. She said coldly: "Then why did you take me away? I must save Xinxia. I know best who she is!"
"No, no, no, blame me for not finishing my words. What I want to say is that I happen to have an old psychic friend who is traveling here. He is the top psychic mage in the country. I want to ask him to do a mental appraisal for Ye Xinxia. After all, We don’t believe the people in the Parthenon either.” Pang Lai quickly explained.
With his status, he shouldn't have to be so humble, but Mo Yingge's achievements have attracted the attention of the world, and she can already have a glimpse of her future. She is a proper forbidden curse seed, a real pillar of the country, and even if something like this happens to her closest relatives, Even Pang Lai could only try to make his tone softer.
It also has a feeling of love from the elders to the younger ones.
"Hey, Yunya, you're here. I'll take him to the Parthenon first, and you two keep an eye on her." Pang Lai looked at a middle-aged man walking out of the window, quickly stood up to greet him, and finally told him to wish him well. Meng and Feng Li should keep an eye on Mo Yingge and not let her act on her own initiative.
"That'll be troublesome!"
Mo Yingge forced a smile.
She picked up the coffee cup and took a small sip. After thinking about it, she made a phone call. Even if it was Pang Lai's friend, she felt it was still not enough. It was not because she didn't believe in his character and strength, but because she preferred to find the person she trusted most to verify the matter. , I just want to do my best to give myself peace of mind.
"Miaoyi, do me a favor and go find the old priest, Grandpa Tuli, and ask him to come out."
Mo Yinge's voice was completely different from usual. It was plain and contained anger and sadness that was difficult to resolve. Lan Miaoyi, who was very familiar with her, heard it immediately and hurriedly rushed to Shiwan Mountain regardless of the work at hand.
Zhu Meng and Feng Li wanted to comfort her, but they didn't know where to start.
"It'll be okay."
"hope so."
…
Pang Lai took Fang Yunya to do an appraisal on Xinxia. This was the only thing they could do.
"How is it?" Pang Lai asked eagerly.
Fang Yunya had no expression on his face and sighed softly when he left the main hall.
"how so?!"
"Sorry, I couldn't help."
At the same time, the people from the Holy Inquisition came with the bloodstone of Bishop Salan, which was the only thing that could prove his identity.
"Old man." Old man Bao also came to the Parthenon. In fact, his surname was not Bao, but he became anonymous after he retired.
Old Man Bao's real name is Song Qiming, and he is an old priest of the Holy Inquisition Tribunal.
Grand Judge Duranke entered the hall with the Bishop's Blood Stone in his hand. The door of the hall was not closed, and they could see it from outside.
Judge Reina did not follow. He was Song Qiming's old friend. He was a little younger, but it was almost time to retire.
"I'm afraid the evidence for this matter is conclusive. Look, the bishop's blood stone is lighting up." Reina said, pointing to the blood light that lit up in the hall.
"How could..." Song Qiming was also a little shocked.
"I can only defend her during the ruling, but you should know that there is no way to save her." Judge Reina from St. Paul's Cathedral said.
"Thank you very much."
In fact, when all the evidence was presented one by one, even Xinxia herself was about to believe it.
In the evening, the old priest Tuli arrived on the last flight, but it was of no use. Under the "irrefutable evidence", it seemed that there was no chance to defend himself, and no one would give them a chance!
"I'm sorry, Grandpa Tuli, your trip was in vain." Moyinge looked much haggard, but he still cheered up and went to meet the old priest from a distance.
He has never even been out of Shiwanda Mountain, but he rushed out of the country just for a phone call from me. This friendship is too deep.
Lan Miaoyi hugged Mo Yingge, hoping to give her some strength.
"Thank you Miaoyi, I'm fine." Mo Yinge forced out a smile.
Lan Miaoyi said nothing, but hugged her harder.
