Suddenly stopped?

Chaos is a little confused, looking at the girl's previous performance, it is obvious that she looks bitter and hateful, and if she doesn't fight to the death, she obviously won't stop. It's impossible to be tired, so what should be the plan?

Planning? It doesn't exist, Oda Hitomi just can't fight, so he stopped, and Tong Jianjun, who can fight, doesn't have any plans. He was just plotted, and Tong Xinyi, who was thrown out by Bayoneta, also threw Tong Jianjun's body out as a ball, which led to this situation.

"Where is this?" Tong Jianjun found that he still did not return to his body, but appeared in a place that seemed to be foreign. Looking at the situation of this place, the protection of classical buildings in this place is not bad, but the environment is not very good, the streets are not very clean, and the traffic construction is not good.

Wait, is this a crossing?

The current Tong Jianjun will not think that crossing is nonsense, after all, the neighbor dimensional beasts often come to the earth to visit the door, and it must not be too difficult for people on the earth to cross into the world of dimensional beasts.

But it's not the right time to cross, isn't it! One second we were still fighting with people on our legs, how could we cross the next second?

Could it be that guy called 'Messy' did it?

No, in the case of the previous legs, he had some deceptive power, and even if he usurped the chaos of Joan's body control, he couldn't let himself cross without noticing.

Wait, what is your current state?

I can't feel my hands or feet, and I can't see my body. According to the words in the film and television, even if you become a ghost, you will have a human appearance, you don't have anything, you can't even compare to a ghost!

Fortunately, it can be moved in this state, otherwise Tong Jianjun can't imagine how boring it would be to be unable to do anything, and could only think.

Tong Jianjun was a little suspicious, these were not the dimensions where the dimensional beasts were located. Because he didn't see a dimensional beast, but instead saw a lot of 'humans', and those humans were all European and American-looking, and the language used to talk in his mouth felt like English.

Could it be that the place I crossed was Britain in ancient times?

Tong Jianjun couldn't be sure, he chose to keep up with those humans. The people around seemed to be gathering in one place, and Tong Jianjun felt that it was better to follow the past and see the excitement than to stand in this place in a daze.

People gathered on both sides of a street, as if waiting for something. Tong Jianjun's English was not good, so naturally he couldn't understand the conversation of the people around him, so he could only wait stupidly above the street, waiting for what would happen next.

There are generally only two kinds of people who are greeted by each other, one is the honorable person who needs to be respected, and the other is the criminal who has committed the most heinous crimes.

In the expressions of the people around him, Tong Jianjun couldn't see any disgust, nor did he have any respect. There is only indifference, rendering black and white colors among people.

The people in the distance suddenly made a little noise, and the person who should have been waiting finally appeared.

He was greeted by ten knights, two of them in a row, all riding tall horses, with pure white fur and armor. There is a blood-red cross painted on the armor, which has no sacred feeling, but has a smell of blood that cannot be shaken.

"Crusaders?" Tong Jianjun was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the things behind those crusaders.

Iron chains, a full ten iron chains, one end was attached to the war horse, and the other was gathered on a delicate body. Her neck, as well as her limbs, were connected with two chains, dragging her forward.

It was a young girl, a girl with blond hair as bright as holy light. There was no resentment or fear on her face when she was treated like this, only a blank look.

"Can you give me a cross?" the girl pleaded to the people around her, "please give me a cross!"

No one responded to her, and the indifferent faces of the people around her turned into an ice-like wall, blocking sympathy, pity, and all the beauty of human nature.

Tong Jianjun was stunned, because he understood the blonde girl's words, although she didn't speak Mandarin, Tong Jianjun still understood. You don't need a translator to understand everything she says.

At the same time, irrepressible anger also rose from Tong Jianjun's heart. The girl who was chained up looked exactly like the daughter who took away his power!

Tong Jianjun realized that the girl he saw now might be the former Joan of Arc. The scene in front of him is the picture of Joan of Arc being sent to the execution ground.

He was angry because he knew what was going to happen next and why it was happening. He was sent to the Templars on trumped-up charges for some trumped-up crimes.

He was helpless, because no matter how much he tried to scream, no matter how much he wanted to touch the locked girl, he couldn't have any effect on everything in front of him.

Can the past only be allowed to pass?

Tong Jianjun sighed, and could only follow the blonde girl, struggling but powerless to change all this.

However, behind the cold wall of indifference, a girl broke free from her parents' pull and ran to Joan of Arc's side.

"Here's for you!"

It was a cross made of wood, with two pieces of wood roughly tied with straw rope, without any ornate ornamentation, but it was held in the bosom of Joan of Arc as a treasure.

"Thank you!" Joan of Arc thanked from the bottom of her heart.

The girl who brought the cross nodded slightly, and immediately ran back into the crowd. The Templars on horseback in front of them didn't seem to hear anything, but silently led the girl to the final execution ground.

There was a person standing on the Huoxing platform, Tong Jianjun looked very familiar, and he was a little similar to the old man of DSB, this should be the ancestor who was forced to take the blame.

Unable to make a sound or touch anything, Tong Jianjun was almost desperate, and could only watch Joan of Arc being sent to Huoxingtai.

The nineteen-year-old girl facing death, with no fear on her face, and the cross in her hand, seemed to have something to rely on, and she seemed to be a little more energetic than before, but she was still a little dazed.

Faith in God has been deeply ingrained in her flesh and soul. In the last moments before she died, she wanted to say her last prayer.

As an executioner, Jofroy had some trivial powers, such as allowing the victim to perform the final prayers.

"Thank you. Joan of Arc said gratefully, and she held the rough wooden cross in her arms, and her expression was solemn, faint, as if it were shining with gold.

However, in her heart, there are only doubts that have been buried for a long time and finally erupted.

"God, everything I do is for you, right? So, everything I do is meaningful, right?"

"Where are you, my God?"