Ahomatowa. Einhorn's face was pious and peaceful, holding a copy of the extraordinary characteristics of the War Bishop of Sequence 3 in both hands and the few dozen remaining officers and soldiers knelt on one knee in front of Su Lin.

Su Lin put away the extraordinary characteristics that he had collected for him and pocketed them.

"Except for you, everyone else will come back in a few days, and everything will be as usual."

Ahomatowa Einhorn nodded, since he can't resist, it is better to become a substitute for the gods, he can still think normally, but now he has become an angel under the great god of light.

Consciousness must have been altered, but what does it matter?

Einhorn's glory still shines in his heart, just as his faith in the great God of Light did not ask him to forsake everything.

This state is really comfortable, like having a team of psychologists in 24-hour personal service, and you don't even have to worry about any loss of control. Perhaps I should seek out a copy of the extraordinary properties of Sequence 1 in order to better spread the light of our Lord among the world.

Su Lin didn't know what this angel was thinking now, he looked at the corpses behind the group of soldiers, and could slightly understand Klein's mood in the original book.

If it was to crush Fersak's fleet for the sake of coolness, then perhaps the happiest would be King George III of Rune, the real mastermind behind the scenes, one of the culprits behind the war.

There are too many truths in this world, but only when you really experience it, you will find that sometimes what you do is not right, and it will make your heart full of contradictions......

It will not be a contradiction to settle George III in a few days.

After Su Lin left, Ahomatowa. Einhorn burned most of the floatboats with a single hand.

"You've been attacked by an unidentified mechanical golem, which could be Rune's secret weapon, and I'll come to test the lie myself." Ahomatowa. Einhorn arranges the follow-up aftermath.

"From now on, you will be my direct subordinates."

"You can feel it, this kind of power is completely different from ordinary transcendentals."

"The seeds of the Holy Light have been sown, and we will become the first pure ones in this world!"

Because of this incident, a few years later, the Ruhn War weapon, the legend and portrait of the white one-horned demon remained in the military of the Vorsack Empire until .

Several "time-travelers" from the ancient era saw this file and inexplicably joined the secret organization "Bright Church".

This means that Su Lin didn't care, his behavior was to vent his displeasure with his bombing of civilian areas, and secondly, to try reverse "pollution".

If only he had known about Ahomatowa. Einhorn's thoughts and actions will surely applaud and say: You are really a genius.

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"I'm sorry, Mr. Mora." Chef Lampelo clutched his white hat in his hand, his mind had already flown to the sky, and the arrival of war filled his heart with fear.

"It doesn't matter, we don't want to see that happen.

In fact, I happened to be passing by here, and by the way, I would like to inform you that the noon reservation was cancelled. ”

Zhongli's tone was easy-going, and there was no lack of concern in his words: "Are the staff of Cerenzo okay?" ”

"Thanks to the protection of the Lord of the Storm, this restaurant has not suffered a single loss, and everyone is fine." Chef Lampello drew a symbol on his chest, "Thank you for your concern, I will contact the manager to refund the fee." ”

"Not necessarily." Zhongli glanced at the waiters with sad faces: "When this turmoil passes, I will come again." ”

Moments later, Zhongli stepped out of Serenzo's restaurant, passing through the pothole-ridden streets of gravel obstructions, filled with pedestrians hurrying home and scattered Rune soldiers coming in from all sides.

He looked back at the ruined Memorial Square, the broken trees, the dry fountains, the land burned by the war, whether it was past, present or future, even in another world, the same history would be repeated like a play, the only difference was the actors and the background on the stage.

The cries and wails melted into the cold wind, blowing the smoke that filled the city.

These people have not enjoyed much of the good that prosperity brings, but when the war comes, it is they who are the first to swallow the bitterest fruits.

Complicated emotions surged through Zhong Liliu's golden eyes, and the scenes from many years ago appeared in front of him again.

He wasn't compassionate, he just realized once again that the gods had things they couldn't change.

Zhongli walked out of the neighborhood and came to the church, only to see Su Lin already sitting on a bench near the door, with a basket of black bread in his hand.

"How do you feel? this world. Zhongli asked, sitting on the side.

"It's definitely hard for me to live in this era." Su Lin held a piece of black bread in his hand and tapped it lightly, and the black bread made a sound like a brick.

The corners of Zhongli's mouth hooked up a smile, his voice was magnetic, and he said softly: "So, you feel the beauty of the era in which you live?" ”

"Nope." Su Lin said seriously:

"I don't think that working just to live day in and day out is what I want, after all, the needs are always increasing, and human desires are always difficult to fill."

"What I want is precisely the way I live now, to break the shackles of the world, even if there is an end of the world ahead."

"Of course, I have to admit that it's because I have almost no adversity that leads to this fearless thinking."

It's cool to open and hang for a while, and it's cool to open and hang all the time.

Zhongli smiled undeniably, "You are now a god with a human nature, a god with an ideology that truly exists. ”

"And such a god cannot be omnipotent and all-good, and there must be prejudice in what he does."

"The gods themselves are a threat to the existence of human beings, a direct factor in the intensification of contradictions. Even if at some point in time we lead humanity forward and belong to the protector of mankind, one day in the future we will become irreconcilable because of some irreconcilable idea. ”

"So it is with the gods of Teyvat, and so it is with the gods of this world."

"I thought you would talk to me about class and class struggle." Su Lin put a Russian book back in his arms.

"Gods and humans are also different classes." Zhongli looked up slightly at the Holy Emblem above the church, "Su Lin, what if one day the humans of your world regard you as an enemy?" ”

Su Lin glanced at Zhongli strangely, didn't think for too long, and said as a matter of course: "Whip them, the skin is itchy." ”

"Yes." The smile on Zhongli's lips did not decrease, "It seems that you have not become a god. ”

"You're going to find out what I'm doing." Su Lin shook his head helplessly, co-authoring this old man was worried that his strength would grow too fast and his mentality would change.

As Su Lin said, Zhongli wanted to see what kind of perception Su Lin had now.

Too rigid and easy to break, too soft is wasted, extreme is not a good thing.

"Do you want to eat?" Su Lin handed the bread basket to Zhongli, which was the brown bread that the two children named Levi and Vina had bought for lunch.

Zhongli nodded, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, he frowned slightly, sour, bitter, hard, there were some other things left in it besides grains.

Su Lin broke off the corner of a bread, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it twice, feeling that in addition to the rich buckwheat flavor in his mouth, all that was left was sour and bitter.

It was a marked difference from the brown bread that the butler had bought that night.

"Many people in the group have different goals, some people want to protect the world, some people want to attain the Great Dao, and some people want to protect one person's peace, of course," Su Lin paused and said meaningfully:

"And the guy who wants to swing every day."

"Before I was reborn, I was thinking, if I could have the opportunity to live a different life, I wanted to live a wonderful life."

As he spoke, Su Lin took another bite of the bread in his hand and swallowed it with difficulty.

"The moment I woke up in the parallel world, I was thinking, if I had a cheat, I would have to win it all."

"I have to think about whether this will be the only chance of my life."

"Recast. Forget it, don't cast. ”

"Anyway, what do you say, whatever you want."

"Do whatever you want, but don't hurt." Klein's voice sounded slowly, and he stepped out of the hole in history and smiled gently: "Thank you two for your help, you are the heroes of Beckland." ”

"No, there is no second half." Su Lin corrected: "And you, my friend, you are the real hero. ”

“.” Klein smiled and subconsciously took a step back.

This guy seems to be a little dangerous, will his eyes suddenly glow red?

Everyone's fine.,What's wrong with your painting style!?

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On the edge of a hidden island, a fleet of pirate ships is docked.

Lu Mingfei is not ignorant of the outside world these days, these pirates always have a way to get the latest newspapers, well, how the transcendent world is very reasonable.

He could also learn from the chat group what was going on outside the sea, and what Zhongli and Klein shared in the group made Lu Mingfei feel a little emotional.

As a person who has slaughtered the dragon king twice, he Lu Mingfei can be regarded as having seen the world, although these dragon kings are his beloved relatives and friends, he Lu Mingfei is not trying to prove ruthlessness.

It's not easy for Lao Zhou, saving the world in this world full of internal and external troubles, and it is said that this world is still more than ten years away from the end? Lu Mingfei was particularly able to understand this mood, he was also suddenly afraid that one day the Black King would resurrect and destroy the world.

Oh, I'm the final boss, that's fine.

There are not a few people like Old John, but there are few people like Old John who struggled to survive, Lu Mingfei felt a little blocked after learning about the Beckland smog in the past two days, and he was especially unaccustomed to the old B Deng of George III.

But righteous indignation is of little use, his strength is not very good, and he can't help much, in the end, he doesn't need to help.

I knew that Lu Mingze was brought, and he actually preferred the little devil to merge with him, rather than the middle-aged and elderly PLUS version of him who was bored and wanted to have fun, and drowned with a pair of dead fish eyes and memories every day.

Come to think of it, I haven't seen this guy in a few days, and congratulations.

If you think about it, your world is actually almost a mess, and those technological products and buildings with different styles may become Cyberdragon 2077 in a few years.

Tut.

After someone on my road proves the Supreme Avenue, throw this guy back to his world line and cut the ruling!

"Strength" Lu Mingfei sighed, it was not dissatisfied, after all, his cultivation speed was not slow, the key was to find a way to break through the old dragon's upper line in the future.

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A hand slapped on Lu Mingfei's back.

"What are you doing here?"

It was Boatswain John. Plotto, this pirate with slightly old facial features had a bandage on his head, and Lu Mingfei pinned his head with a little guilt, this was the accidental injury that involved him last time.

"Nothing." Lu Mingfei replied: "Look at the scenery." ”

"By the way, boatswain, what are we doing here since we sailed out of Theros Island?"

"This is the wise and beautiful captain, my light, this treasure of the sea, the wise decision of the sick girl, we just need to follow it." John. Ploto says:

"Go to the captain's room, you enviable and jealous boy, you are the first man to enter our captain's boudoir."

I heard that the last one was called Gelman. Jack sparrow.

Lu Mingfei didn't understand why these pirates turned into licking dogs when they mentioned the captain, although the captain was indeed so beautiful that he couldn't figure it out.

Forget about the men, the most outrageous thing is that there are many female pirates on the ship, who are also obsessed with this captain.

If he was in high school, he could even take a picture of Tracy and sell it on the Internet to earn some money.

Don t lick it you can't lick it as a person who has come over and can't see these people stepping into the pit he lu mingfei will never admit that he is willing to get on the boat what kind of mutual attraction between the same kind.

In this way, Lu Mingfei walked to the main ship in a cranky thought, and in the eyes of those maids of the Tracy escort like knives, Lu Mingfei calmly walked forward.

He is not afraid of shadows, and his seven-foot man is not here to do bad things.

A blonde maid shook Lu Mingfei's disgusted eyes and led Lu Mingfei inward.

When I came to a half-hidden door, the fragrance with a warm feeling permeated the air, not strong, but long enough to make people linger, and I couldn't help but reverie the joy between the bed.

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, wait, this plot.

Lao Zhou, brother, my concentration is enough! But you told her not to test her brother with this!

Bang bang bang

The maid knocked on the door.

"Let him come in on his own."

The sound of the melodious ear sounded.

The maid's face suddenly became ugly, and her eyes were full of jealousy and incomprehension when she looked at Lu Mingfei, and the last person who entered the captain's boudoir alone was a "cheap woman" named Elaine.

Does the captain want to change his taste, why this stinky man?!

Lu Mingfei took a breath and walked into the room.

'Three thousand prosperous, a snap of a finger, a hundred years later, just a handful of yellow sand. ’

'A gentleman has nine thoughts, sees Siming, listens Sicong, Se Siwen, looks Sigong, speaks loyally, thinks respectfully, doubts and asks, thinks about difficulties, and sees righteousness. ’

'I am a gentleman! Gentleman of the Road! ’

The door was gently slammed shut, and Lu Mingfei puffed up his chest and looked at the bedroom in front of him.

What caught my eye was a golden lampstand with candlelight on it.

Beautiful Therese sat behind her desk, her legs in beige trousers stretched out diagonally, crossed rest, holding a book in her hand, reading in a rather leisurely position.

A charming smile curled into the corners of her mouth and asked, "It seems that you have finished digesting the potion?" ”

(End of chapter)