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

"Where are you, my God?"

The girl's last prayer, although not spoken, resounded in Tong Jianjun's heart. It was as if the air was everywhere, pouring in from every corner of the body.

The Executor's Flame was just a joke for the original Joan of Arc. Even if he was allowed to roast, he would not be able to do any harm to Joan of Arc.

But on the execution table, it is no longer the Valkyrie of the past, Joan of Arc, only a confused maiden facing her own sad fate.

"Execution!"

The white-robed, seemingly holy bishop paused the scepter in his hand and signaled that the executioners could begin.

"It's not my fault......"

Jofroy whispered as if it would reassure him, but his trembling hands betrayed his flustered heart.

"Execution!"

"It's not my fault!"

The flames rose from the execution table, and it did not hesitate like its own master, but greedily licked everything it touched.

Time, at this moment, stopped. It's as if everything you see in front of you is just a movie, and someone pressed the pause button before the tragedy happened.

"Flames, sometimes they represent death, but sometimes they also represent new life. "Some magic sticks, and some familiar voices sounded.

"You, you're not dead yet!" Tong Jianjun turned his head with some surprise, and sure enough, he saw the familiar figure. Every day when I get up, brush my teeth, wash my face and look in the mirror, I can be trembling by this handsome face.

"Sounds like you want me dead?" the deception asked rhetorically.

"No, no, no, I certainly don't want you to die. Tong Jianjun immediately explained, "You are dead, who do I ask for those questions?

"Who else can I find to pay it back, of course it's you. Fraud smirked.

"No, no, no, aren't you still here. Whoever owes it, who will pay it, and what you owe, of course, you have to pay it yourself. Tong Jianjun excused himself.

"I can't pay back some debts, but you can still do it. Fraud said.

"Hey, shouldn't you just come out of your head and be a turtle with a shrunken head, right?" Tong Jianjun hurriedly said, "The previous incident has caused me a lot of trouble, God, you better take care of it!"

"But you also said that whoever owes it, he will pay it. "What you see now is my responsibility, but what is happening now is your own responsibility." ”

"What I saw, what happened now?" Tong Jianjun was stunned.

"What you're seeing now is what happened. You can't forget what happened to you, do you?" asked Fraud.

"This, I remember that I seemed to be attached to Hitomi's leg before, and I was scolding that messy bastard, and the next moment I suddenly arrived here. Tong Jianjun recalled.

On a certain level of consciousness alone, this is true. Fraud took out a pack of cigarettes out of nowhere and handed one to Tong Jianjun, "Come on?"

"When did you learn to smoke too?"

"You have to ask yourself. Fraud casually rubbed out a flame and lit a cigarette for Tong Jianjun, "You neglected your own body, you were thrown into the training cabin by Xinyi as a baseball." ”

"What is the cultivation cabin?" Tong Jianjun felt that he was getting more and more confused.

"In addition to what you saw before, there are 1,118 Joan of Arc in that lab. That's right, biologically speaking, it's all your biological daughter. "After the fraud Dahuilong, he also spit out a smoke ring, which looks quite skilled.

"1118 Joan of Arc?" Tong Jianjun was stunned by this number, and then he thought of his own financial ability, and felt that he couldn't afford to support him at all!

"It feels like your mind has gone somewhere else. Fraud shook his head helplessly, "The problem now, I'm afraid it's not that you can't afford it, your daughter doesn't recognize you as a father, and she stabbed you." ”

"I can't do this at all. Tong Jianjun sighed.

"Who wants you to do it to your own daughter, your mind is very dangerous, and the future of Ghostfather awaits you. Fraud said.

"Your mind is dangerous!

"Come on. The fraud spit out a smoke ring again, and sprayed it directly on Tong Jianjun. I really don't know where this guy learned his smoking skills, and he smokes more fancy than Tong Jianjun.

"What you saw before was the memory of that heart. ”

"The heart?"

Fraud sighed heavily, "It's all my pot." ”

"Well, I don't carry this pot. ”

"You have to carry this pot. Fraud continued, "The other pots are fine, but this cauldron, you have to carry it." Judging by Joan of Arc's appearance, you should be able to guess a few. ”

"Really?"

"That's right......"

"Could it be that Joan of Arc is not actually dead, but has been giving birth to children from the Middle Ages to the present day and has given birth to 1,119 daughters?"

"Can you get your brain right?"

"I'm sorry, I always feel like I've hit something on my head, and it's a little out of tune. Tong Jianjun said embarrassedly.

“…… Don't interrupt and listen to me. "At that time, Joan of Arc was indeed dead, but her heart was alive and preserved. And your 1,119 daughters were genetically cultivated by a group of people. ”

"Even if she is dead, even if she is full of confusion, Joan of Arc is still willing to give everything for us, and we do owe her a lot. ”

Tong Jianjun wanted to speak, but before the fraud, he asked him not to interrupt, and he could only wait for the fraud to finish.

"I wasn't really alive until you appeared, and I was still like that, I was a dead man. ”

So completely ignoring the needs of others, do you selectively cheat according to your own preferences?

"Part of the power I left behind before chose to manifest in the body of a maiden, and so Joan of Arc appeared. But I couldn't even cheat the corpse, let alone remind the girl. The stubborn girl chose to believe in the natural guidance of that part of the power, to believe in this and that power religiously, and to believe in what I had thought - to seal the seven guys from that latitude. ”

"The jealousy that arose in the neighborhood became the target of that force. And that girl's life is also shrouded by that former goal. She had no doubts about the guidance of that force, and trusted me unreservedly what I had thought, that is, unreservedly believed in me. ”

"But I, until she died, I couldn't respond to her. ”