Why is my Dou Qi value only one hundred and two, am I so weak? Bing Qingcheng thought suspiciously. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Holy Mania, the city is named after this college, but in reality there is no relationship between the two. The area of the college, the teaching area, the student dormitory area, including the large open space of the experimental practice area, is no more than a quarter of the area of the entire city.

The Goddess of Light has been an empress for generations, but this country has a parliamentary system, and the empress is only the nominal leader, more like a deified image and mascot.

But in this city, within a few steps, you can see the statues of the goddess of holy light, either noble, or holy, full of benevolent tenderness and detachment, large and small, lifelike or vague. There is also a church where the statue of the goddess of light stands, and the statue of the goddess in the church bows her head gently, as if listening attentively.

Of course, Bing Qingcheng was not interested in going in and taking a closer look, and after claiming to be the eighteenth mother of the house explained the setting of the Silver Moon Continent to her, she had no god plot and reverence. It was a cold day, and the young man suddenly stopped in front of the open door of the church, looked at the holy face of the goddess statue, and slowly walked in.

Bing Qingcheng looked inexplicable, and also walked in.

The smooth marble floor, where sunlight shines through the stained glass, casts a mosaic of light on the floor. Bing Qingcheng couldn't help but raise his head to look at the rainbow glass and the mural on the ceiling.

This is a complex and cumbersome color painting, which depicts a scene of a battle between a man and a monster, and it seems to be a comic book like this, but Bing Qingcheng doesn't know where to start and where to end.

Cold Sky Zero sat on the chairs of the church, which were filled with people one after another. Bing Qingcheng, who didn't want to attract attention, also sat next to her and sat with a little Lori.

Soft music sounded, and several innocent children sang along with the music, and everyone echoed it.

Bing Qingcheng was still looking at the painting on the ceiling, and the little Lori next to her pulled the corner of her clothes and told her to lean over.

"The painting on the ceiling is the story of the goddess saving the world." Bing Qingcheng lowered her head and leaned over, and the little Lori said in a milky voice.

"Grandma told me that a long, long time ago, the world was locked in a birdcage by a dark and tyrannical god who enslaved the people with its cruel rule and took pleasure in the suffering of mortals. Mortals hardly feel joy and happiness, and every day feels like living in hell. After a long, long time, a star fell on the earth......"

In this simple narration, Bing Qingcheng felt a kind power, as if sensing that era.

The sun rises late and sets early every day. In the barren land, man-eating beasts roam, howling day and night.

People worked day after day on the barren land, toiling all day long, and it was difficult to get enough food all year round. Struggling day after day in the cracks of drought and flooding. I knew that this pain was inflicted by the gods, but there was nothing I could do about it. Because in this world, the gods are the only truth, and even if they die, it is only a temporary pain of liberation.

You'll still be resurrected, just lose your memory. You can continue to live with a less hopeless mood......

When will such days end? When is the ultimate?

Such a painful day might as well be forever, forever destroyed, and forever gone, right?

The day finally came, and a star slipped from the sky and fell on the dark earth, in the dark earth.

"The evil god sensed the power of this light, the power that belonged to the goddess of light. The evil god knew that he was going to perish, and he tried many ways to prevent the Holy Light Goddess from uniting all mankind, but to no avail, the Holy Light Goddess led the human race to resist the rule of the evil god. ”

The dark, tyrannical evil god with blood-red eyes and white teeth felt the power of the end of fate, howling and screaming in pain, emitting this headache-biting magical sound.

But the evil gods quickly calmed down and began to rebel against their doomed fate.

Born in pure light, the Goddess of Light brings warmth and hope to the light that the desperate earth brings.

Mortals unite in her light against the rule of the evil gods.

"The evil god retreated under the attack of the goddess of light, and it shrank in its own demon palace, cursing the goddess. The goddess defeated the Great Demon King with the Blade of Light, but the Great Demon King's fallen body turned into countless ferocious monsters. ”

The evil god cowered in a small corner of his grand palace, cursing the goddess of purity, the cursed fate, the cursed fate, the caged bird, the twenty-six numbered origin universes.

But eventually, the final stop of the evil god and goddess of holy light, who became the Great Demon King, came.

The Great Demon King fell weakly under the goddess's sword, and there was a hideous smile on the severed head.

Its body, the blood spurting from the Great Demon King's body, every hair, every muscle, every bone, all transformed into even more ferocious monsters.

The goddess was not discouraged, she continued to lead the crowd and exterminated all the monsters. In the end, all lived happily ever after. Little Lori said.

At the end of the singing with accompaniment, little Lori waved her hand to Bing Qingcheng and followed her mother.

Bing Qingcheng seemed to faintly hear Xiao Wu laughing in a low voice.

"She's a lot like Corane." Cold Sky Zero said.

"It's Corana like her." Bing Qingcheng sighed silently.

They weren't alike, the statues of Koran and the goddess of light, but this one was a goddess, and the other was the goddess in Cold Sky Zero's mind.

"Sorry, let's go." Cold Sky Zero felt that something was wrong and left the place with Ice Orange.

"It's okay, it's fun to hang out here." Bing Qingcheng said, "Anyway, it will be very busy in the future." ”

The two left the building, and the frescoes on the ceiling were still thick and intense.

"It's not over yet!" The corpse of the Great Demon King transforms into a monster, and the curse of the Great Demon King comes out of his mouth.

"I'll end it all!" The goddess of light clenched her sword and continued the fight.

"No, no, it will never end." The monster's mouth repeated this sentence.

"No way, I will definitely protect everyone, and I will bring this plane back to the universe." The goddess roared.

The mural is the journey of the two armies, like an uncolored Taiji diagram, with no beginning and no end.

Actually, in the beginning, I was also a kind god......

"Well, do you want to go in?"

"Shall you go in?"

"What if it's a job of washing dishes and vegetables."

"This is what a normal restaurant should do, right?"

"Ah, their cooking is so good."

"I'm a little hungry."

"I'm a little hungry too."

"So shall we eat first or find Brother Yun first?"

“……”

"I can lend it to you first, and I'll pay it back later."

"Thank you."

The burnt aroma of the barbecue, the steaming sweetness of the bread, the fresh aroma of beer. It is mixed with the smell of rice and the spicy chili flavor of the stir-fried.

At first glance, it's just an ordinary restaurant.

But the people in this hotel are a little too much.

Well-dressed magicians, solemn vindictive masters, mercenaries in leather armor, big men with bare tops, scantily dressed women, and nobles and dignitaries who look extravagant. Why did they show up in a hotel?

"Well, why do I feel so embarrassed?" Bing Qingcheng said.

"Yes, every one of them is looking at us." Han Tianling whispered, "There are no juniors, buddies, running halls, waiters, waiters, and ushers coming up." ”

Bing Qingcheng nodded.

"Why don't you go back first?" "I don't feel safe here. ”

"You don't think it's safe, let's go together, shall we?" Bing Qingcheng said.

"If I am trapped, it is enough for me to be cheated alone." "But I still don't want to go back like this." ”

"What do you want to eat?" A voice rang out from behind them, and hands clapped on their shoulders at the same time.

The two of them couldn't get goosebumps in the cold, but all mages and warriors had a little pride and conceit in their hearts. Bing Qingcheng thought that he was also a person who had experienced strong winds and waves, and he was unsuspectingly patted on the shoulder.

It was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face and dead eyes, dressed in simple black clothes, looking at the two of them with no enthusiasm at all.

In this case, if you can't eat the meal, let's just explain the intention.

"We're here to find Brother Yun." Cold Sky Zero said.

"You are looking for it, you are looking for it, you are still looking for it." The middle-aged man said without any ups and downs.

"It's me, my companion who came with me out of curiosity." Cold Sky Zero stood up and said.

"It's you." The middle-aged man groaned.

"You're too weak, come in a year."

was said so, but the person who said this was the person who patted him on the shoulder of a demonic and martial arts double cultivator, a person who thought that even if he didn't have such a high level of force, he had a defensive heart and a belief that he would never die.

Cold Sky Zero stopped talking.

"Are you students at Sacred Mania Academy? The college has bursaries, as well as various competitions, and there are scholarships for winning. The middle-aged man said, obviously sending them away.

Cold day, Zero refused to go.

Suddenly, a bell rang, and the diners around them stood up and walked towards the restaurant.

This hotel doesn't look like much of a place from the outside, so why would they go inside?

"It's going to be, do you want to check it out?" The middle-aged man said.

As he followed the others down the steps, Bing Qingcheng had already realized what this was the place to be.

Han Tian pulled her sleeve without a trace, and whispered in a low voice: "The bottom may be a place to fight black boxing and bet on winning or losing." We ...... now"

"I'm not leaving." Bing Qingcheng said.

The burly man, the bewitching girl, the smell of tobacco and alcohol, the loud snorting of the bill in his hand......

Mania on the ground was a beautiful scene of singing and dancing, but I didn't expect that in the underground of a small restaurant, there was such a large space, and this kind of thing was actually being done.

Look at how many times you have been so skilled.

First of all, it is a relatively slight warm-up, and the slight mentioned here is the slight force value. With the most traditional fists, the flesh collides in the most traditional way.

But even so, blood was seen in an instant, as ferocious as an enemy, tearing each other, blood flowing on the muscles.

"The winner of this game has a hundred gold coins." The middle-aged man said coldly, "Lan Fang is a father whose son is seriously ill and urgently needs medical expenses. Red was in a similar situation, his father had to go to 'open up the wasteland' and could only redeem it with money. ”

All around was hehe, "Hard! "Hurry up and beat him up!" "Hit him! Hit him! ”

Only three of them were silent.

Soon the game was over, and the losing gamblers cursed, threw down their bills, and looked forward to the start of the next show.

"Cut, it's not fun at all. Hurry up and start the next one. ”

Wash away the blood stains in the ring with a bucket, who loses and who wins, what does it have to do with them? Because none of them can help.

A new game has begun, and the force value has exploded directly from the slightly, and it is the fighting spirit division against the fighting spirit division.

The level of both of them is good, evenly matched, and they are stuck for a while. The audience is very unhappy with this, and hopes that it will be a little more exciting, a little more exciting, and a little more bloody.

Suddenly, a fighting spirit flew out of the ring and hit the audience.

A glittering magical barrier perfectly blocked the blow.

Obviously, this magical barrier has always existed, but it will only emerge as long as the truth of attacking it is true.

"These two people are still not good, they haven't enjoyed the last time, and the barriers they fought last time are about to break." Bing Qingcheng heard a voice obsessed with this.

"I'm sorry." Han Tianling, who had been silent, suddenly bowed to the middle-aged man, "Can you let us leave?" At least let my companions go, right? ”

The middle-aged man nodded and sent them away. However, the exit is not the exit of the hotel. Obviously, this shows how huge this underground force is, and there are entrances and exits everywhere.

The two came out of an unfamiliar shop, looked at the signboard, and silently wrote it down.

"What do you think of these two?"

The middle-aged man returned from the stairs, and a ghostly figure appeared beside him.

"Very kind." The middle-aged man said simply.

"Is kindness still very kind?" The figure's voice sounded sarcastic, "Haven't you always hated kindness?" ”

"Those two people don't like this kind of occasion and will feel heartache for the pain of others, even if the environment is boiling, they are unmoved."

"Are you kidding?" The figure said: "Both of them have blood on their hands, and you still have a lot of blood in the ring, that kind of hypocrisy, is it what you think is kindness?" ”

"Yes." The middle-aged man said firmly, "I believe in them. ”