Because of Yin Wushuang's blood, the young priest repeatedly repented, disrupting Yin Wushuang's plan for the three of them.

Go around and around, argue with reason, and try your best to refute the good move, which will be invalidated immediately!

"Father Priest wise! Mr. Tyrone was the first to speak: "It should indeed be done!" It's getting late, and it's decided, we'll keep an eye on Aslan and don't give her a chance to run! ”

"Father wise!" Wendy followed with the praise of the priest, and the panic in her eyes faded into the flamboyance of the victor.

She looked at Jun Shangxi, and then at Yin Wushuang, the corners of her lips rose.

Walking to Yin Wushuang's side, Wendy stood on tiptoe and whispered a sneer in Yin Wushuang's ear: "Untouchable, when you enter the Church of the Heavenly Gods, I will let my father buy your husband's mother's bakery as soon as possible, I will let them fall into the streets, and no one else will be allowed to give anything money!" Your husband...... Hehe, he's really stupid, this is what will happen to offend me and the Tailong family! Not only them, but all those who spoke up for you at the banquet, will learn some lessons! ”

When things are not settled, there are people who say for or against every reversal.

Most of the people who sympathize with Yin Wushuang and the evil king are powerless civilians.

The Tailong family is violent and cruel.

Have money and power, do whatever you want.

Yin Wushuang turned his head and looked at Mr. Tyrone.

Seeing that the butler was already waiting for Mr. Tailong's dispatch, Mr. Tailong said in a low voice: "The party is over, block all exits, and find out who is in charge of the land of the bakery, please come to the house for tea!" ”

"Do you hear me, untouchables?" Wendy was in a happy mood and forgot the redness on her face: "You can't fight me." ”

Hearing this, Yin Wushuang lowered his eyes and smiled.

She didn't say anything, but pinched the wound on her arm, causing the blood flow to accelerate, and the blood donation was left down her fair skin, dripping drop after drop on the ground.

Seeing this, the priest's breathing was obviously stagnant!

This is the best blood! This harlequin is a little ugly, but the blood of this body is stronger than a thousand people or ten thousand people!

Bring her back, the god will definitely reward him heavily, how can he waste so much blood in vain!

"Stop, what are you doing!" The priest's tone was anxious.

After getting the answer he wanted, Yin Wushuang hooked his lips and smiled, and his eyes flashed with confidence.

She walked over to the table, picked up the bowl and smashed it on the edge, took the broken piece, put it on her neck, close to her skin, and went deep minute by minute, blood gushing out.

Jun Shang's evil pupils shrank, and Yin Wushuang's strength could cut his throat in the next second, because the priest was also caught off guard, even if he had magic power, he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Everybody, stand back!" Yin Wushuang snorted in a deep voice.

The priest hurriedly said, "Stand back!" ”

A dry man quickly retreated!

"Listen, Father." Yin Wushuang's chin was slightly raised, and a cold glint swelled in his eyes: "The order was copied from the Tailong family, fifty percent of which was given to the Heavenly God Church, and the remaining fifty percent was equally distributed to the poor people in the slums. If you can't do that, choose another chanter! ”

After all, the porcelain shards are a little deeper.

Mr. Tyrone and Wendy were incredulous, and the paupers thought they had misheard.

The priest gritted his teeth, his mood was impatient, and after thinking for a while, he agreed with Yin Wushuang's words: "Good! ”

Yin Wushuang's words are very skillful, the rich businessman is very rich, and fifty percent of it is given to the church, and a windfall falls from heaven! Fifty percent to the poor—the creator god is wise!

Using other people's money to do good deeds is the most enjoyable!

What, excessively? Oh, this was proposed by Aslan, and I can't help it in order to save a life.

The selfishness of human nature is vividly refined by Yin Wushuang's use.

“hat？” Tyrone didn't believe his ears: "That's my money!" ”

"It's all for the Creator!" The priest sharply accused: "This is your honor! If you don't want to, no one will go to the Church of the Celestial Gods! The creator God told me that he identified Aslan! Aslan's dead words are not recited! The end of no one chanting is that malaria is rampant in the whole city! You can't be so selfish! ”

The crowd roared: "Don't be selfish!" Can't be selfish! ”

Someone even said, "If Tyrone doesn't want to, kick out the family!" Forcibly kicked out! ”

"See, Miss Wendy?" Yin Wushuang smiled, she threw away the fragments in her hand, took out a silk silk and wiped the blood on her hand, and then threw away the silk silk casually, and the wind was light: "You can't play with me." ”