Chapter 115: Verse
"No!" When a cry reached Helen's ears, she closed her eyes contentedly, and she had received the last of her sweetness with this cry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The flames devoured her completely.
Peter seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to his knees.
"Hey~ Child, get up quickly, you have lost your temper, as the patriarch of Lielosai, you can't kneel on the ground like this. ā
"Forget it, let him indulge for a day today. ā
The chant continues, and the faithful chant the thirteenth chapter of the Light: Salvation.
Qi Meng had already stood up from among the many believers and slowly left the square.
"Bal ......" Qi Meng silently read the name again in his heart, and when he took a step, a drop of blood would drip from his clenched fist.
"Hey, the execution isn't over yet, you ........" A believer tried to stop him, but when his hand reached halfway, he was deterred by a breath from Qi Meng's body
Just as Abel would rather stab himself with a stab that the gangsters could not forget, Helen would rather die than wait for Peter to turn around, which was deeply imprinted on Zimon's heart, it was so unforgettable and heart-wrenching. Abel was still alive, and he was relieved at that moment, Helen was dead, and his heart was so heavy that he had nothing to add.
"Elosai, since you like to eat people so much and don't spit out bones, you like to draw a line, good. Qi Meng's face had just turned hideous, and two tears crossed his cheeks.
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"I say, Mr. Zimon, you're back, my poem is ready, how about you take a look?" Mos changed into a black robe, and after sorting out his messy hair and dirt, he turned out to be an extremely handsome face.
At this moment, he stepped forward with a scroll, and the face was written with naked expectation, Qi Meng gave him a gold coin at random last night, and the poet vowed to follow Qi Meng for life and write poems for him, and the gangsters were a little skeptical that they were a little blind, and when they took this poem at the moment, after reading it, they scolded: "What bullshit, why do you talk about poetry when you are a poet beggar and it is still in line with Lao Tzu's mind, why did you change your clothes, and this is the level?"
"Maybe you don't have enough inspiration, if you give a few more gold coins, maybe the inspiration will come. Moes laughed, a treacherous look on his face.
Qi Meng looked at Mos suspiciously, looked away again, sighed, and said: "I like a woman, but she doesn't like me, she likes a man, but they are brother and sister, she would rather die than wait for that man, but until she died, that man did not take that step." If you write it according to this, maybe I'll be happy and give you a few gold coins. ā
"The two tigers were running fast, they were all in cages, one had no ears, the other had no eyes, they couldn't run out, they couldn't run out. Moes replied impromptuly.
"What a broken poem! What about Lao Tzu, where have you gone?" Qi Meng was furious.
"This, this........ You let me think about it."
"You're the ears and eyes that fell to the ground!" Mos's eyes lit up.
"I can't run out~" Qi Meng sighed helplessly and walked downstairs.
"Where?"
"It's not, where did you come from, where are you going. ā
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It is a long way to return to Biruchko from the Holy City, and Zimon passes through Uli, so he naturally has to pay a good tribute to Baal, and his revenge for Scarlet Twilight is to leave no armor behind.
"I looked at the sunset on the horizon and thought it was her face......."
"Stop, damn, tell you to make some cheerful poems, are you deliberately looking for trouble with Lao Tzu?"
In such a night, Mos had already fallen asleep, and Zimon had insomnia, and it was difficult to sleep, and almost as soon as he fell asleep, it was Helen who turned and walked towards the prison of faith, and the flame of despair on the stone pillar.
"Get up. Zimon kicked Moss.
"What are you doing?" Mos rubbed his eyes, this man in his thirties, his dark blue eyes always had a trace of depth and vicissitudes, no matter how he rubbed them, they would not fade.
"If I don't sleep, you have to wake up, tell me poetry, and if I sleep, you can sleep. ā
"You've been dragging me down like this for five nights, are you a demon? let me go, I don't want your gold coins, or be at ease with my poetry." ā
"It seems that you are in a hurry to see the God of Light. ā
"Okay, I said, I said, these days, I've almost used up all the words I've learned in my life. ā
"Come on, I'm asleep. ā
"You're finding fault, sleep with your eyes open, I say 10,000 poems, and you can't sleep!"
"Don't say it, now Lao Tzu will send you to see the God of Light. ā
"You, you actually bullied a poet beggar, good, good, good, you are shameless, you listen well!" said Merce fiercely.
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"Peter's bastard, Lao Tzu overestimated him, hateful, hateful, the scene of the fight between Elosse and the church must be very beautiful!"
Brownie bowed slightly, nodded again and again: "He naturally can't be compared with the heroic Grand Duke of Barr, if the sister of Grand Duke Bar is tied up on the torture table, you will definitely go to the rescue with the strength of the whole country." ā
A cold gaze flashed in Barr's eyes in the fat pile, the thief was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, trembling, Barr's fat body stood up from the sofa and touched Brownie's head, the thief shrank his head in fright, he knew that his head was in Barr's hands, it was a water ribbon, and if he pinched it at will, his brains would splash everywhere, and he stammered: "I, I said the wrong thing, Great, the Grand Duke must be merciful." ā
"I don't have a sister. Barr stroked Brownie's head for a while, and then said lightly, and his fat palm slowly left Brownie's head.
"Yes, yes, Lord Barr has only eloquence, vision and wisdom. Brownie repeatedly.
"Hmph, Bronny, I recently heard that there is a guy who is hunting and killing the Scarlet Twilight Knight in my territory, and since you know my eloquence so well, in order to show your loyalty, this glorious task is entrusted to you, the Knight of a Thousand Scarlet Twilight, if you can't bring back that man's head, you know the consequences. ā
"My subordinates will come back to see you with the heads of the people!" Brownie breathed a sigh of relief and immediately went down to prepare.
In the territory of Wuli, the gangsters walked around from all over the country and returned to their hometown, but there was nothing worth his nostalgia here, and he only went to the former site of the Helen Chamber of Commerce, but unfortunately it had long been changed beyond recognition and became the residence of a certain nobleman.
Thinking that Helen's appearance as a president came into her heart from here, and now only her smile is still in her mind.
He didn't have a strong sense of humiliation and honor, even if he was beaten a lot by Helen, he still had a good impression of this Miss Lierossey who was soft on the outside and soft on the inside, especially in front of the Gore Mansion, when Helen abandoned him as the vice president, Zi Meng remembered this woman deeply, and the thoughts of revenge at the beginning had long since worn out with time, and only her cold and resolute face remained in his mind.
Now Zimon just wanted to come back and have a look, but there was nothing to think about, and he no longer had any nostalgia for this place, and took Moz out of Cogo City.
"I said, where are you going?" Mos looked bored, and the gangsters were silent all the way, only forcing him to compose poems, and although he had no worries about food and clothing compared to the life of a poet beggar, it was indeed a lot less fun.
"Biluchiko, where else does Lao Tzu have to do a big career~" Qi Meng's words were a little arrogant and a little helpless.
"Big business, that's not for me, you better let me go." Merce thought for a moment, as if he had thought of something terrifying, and shivered.
"How can a man who does great things not listen to the poems? ā
"You don't really like my poems, do you? How do I feel that you're more interested in me as a person? I can't be vindictive, I can't do magic, and I can't praise!"
"Don't pretend to be confused, you won't, it doesn't mean you don't know, is your powerful soul energy coming out of thin air?"
"Soul energy, what, why didn't I find it?"
"It doesn't matter, you like to pretend to be confused, I also like to pretend to be confused, anyway, you are now a poet beggar who is short of money, and I am now a rich man of poetry, if you refuse to sell your poems to me, I will kill you." ā
"........." Mos was silent, knowing that this Qi Meng had pulled him onto the thief ship with an iron heart, and no longer mentioned leaving.
The two of them tossed on horseback until the afternoon, and when they came to a rugged mountain road, there were faint red shadows flashing in the forests on both sides of the road, and more than two dozen people suddenly jumped out, and the leader shouted: "Robbery!"
"Bah, bah, it's stop!" Then he muttered: "Why can't I change this slogan, no, I have to go back and practice more in the future." ā
"Brownie?" said Zimon, surprised.
"Qi Meng!" the bandit also exclaimed in surprise. Brownie was originally wearing blood-red armor, with his head held high, and he had a bit of knightly majesty, but it was a pity that he was so surprised, and stretched out his head to probe his head, and of course there was no majesty left.
Qi Meng had long been aware of the Scarlet Twilight Knights in ambush around him, but he didn't expect that the leader was the long-missing thief Brownie, seeing that Bronny had a prominent position among the Scarlet Twilight Knights, he was silent for a moment and sneered: "What's the matter, Bronny, now that you're with Baal, do you dare to kill me?"
The bandit still has some shadows in his heart, and he secretly thinks, I now have a thousand knights under my command, why should I be afraid of him?
"You dare to kill the knight of the Scarlet Twilight many times, the Grand Duke of Baal has specially ordered me to take your head, even if I have some friendship with you, don't think that I will forget the righteousness when I think of the old feelings. "The words of the bandit are undoubtedly said to the knights of the bloody twilight, and he can show his decisiveness in front of the knights at this time, so naturally he will not let it go.
"This bandit is cunning as he was back then, and he can take it for his own use, and he can sow light for me in Biruchko. Hehe, Lao Tzu is lucky to be able to pick up another treasure at this time. Zimon chuckled.