The east wind is cold, and the eyes are full of gloom. On the site of the Chapel of the Light, workers and spontaneous believers are sweeping away the rubble and demolishing the ruins that were originally here. To be honest, this matter is a very severe blow to the believers - the most sacred place of the Holy Light has not withstood the fatal blow of the demon, and even the Mu Capital was smashed alive and fainted, and if it were not for the rescue of a barbarian, he would almost die here. Fortunately, I heard that this barbarian is also a believer in the Holy Light, otherwise it would be emotionally unacceptable.

And I heard that this barbarian himself was seriously wounded, and his hand and foot were amputated and cut off - of course, this is nonsense, and it cannot be said that the cultural characteristics of the Bourkeso people are distinctive, they love and kill each other, buy one get one free, and cut off one arm with one leg cut off, right?

- Today, the handsome barbarian is on a wooden crutch, and his usual nimble appearance is gone. To be honest, it feels really bad right now...... However, Cybertron rejected Alice Phil's offer to give him a car, and remained stubborn and walked alone on the street.

The bandages on his body have been basically removed, but only the severed limbs can't. refused Alice Phil's follow, and he really couldn't withstand the other party's overly enthusiastic attack. I heard that there is another one in the Chapel of the Holy Light, and that one has more and more tendencies to become immortals, and all kinds of living dead flesh and bones continue to appear, how unscientific and unscientific, even the limits of magic can no longer stop her. There are various versions of buff legends circulating among the people, and looking at Storm Niang's eyes is no different from watching the true god descend to earth. Now, Cybertron travels alone to the Chapel of the Light, intending to ask how his hands and feet are doing.

There are still consequences of not being followed by others, after all, there are not many beautiful women who are good-looking but have disabilities - he is a typical special case. If you are good-looking, you are easy to tempt people to commit crimes, and if you are disabled, you are good at bullying. On the contrary, it was dark in this year, and it was normal for people to break their hands and feet in war, and even in winter, if they were drunk and lay out to sleep outside for a night, they would be frozen to amputation or directly frozen to death.

Cybertron was met with a group of gracious people—enthusiastic, and overly welcoming.

The devastation of the spirit, the distortion of human nature, is vividly displayed at this moment - three well-dressed young men surround Cybertron......

"Miss, seeing that you can't walk, do you need help?" said in the narrow alley, these people were already familiar with each other.

"Isn't it good to say that if you have money, you are not good at prostitution? Cybertron looked up at a few passers-by who were taller than him and didn't seem to be at most ordinary: "Now that the city is in such chaos, you guys don't think about how to build a feudal society, but you're stuck here...... Do you still have a little humanity? touch your conscience......"

The three young men were stunned for a moment, and then one of them smiled evilly and said, "Why don't I touch you? Where is your conscience......?" Is it here?"

"Get out of here! Lao Tzu is a man...... Eh, eh, eh, ?......"

Just wanted to punch over, it is estimated that the other party will have to break the fracture without saying anything. It's a pity that he didn't find a good balance, and the crutch in his hand fell to the ground as soon as he was crooked.

"Hahaha...... You say you're a man? Forget it, men are pretty much the same—you deserve to be called a man like this?" ridicule and all sorts of sarcasm ensued: "So cool and so little dressed, I thought you were pitiful and planned to play with you a few sons, don't give face......"

"Hmm......" The new hatred and the old hatred are green between the eyebrows, although the security and morality of the other world are not very good, usually he carries two big swords on his back and sways around, he is not short-sighted, and he will not find trouble for himself. But now I was dealing with what I had been doing so often at the beginning - and I should have gotten used to it......

Get used to a p!

Cybertron, who had fallen to the ground, was now thinking in a way that was definitely one of the ten great tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty!---but he was a little scared when he thought about it. It seems to be a little out of control, and it seems that he is becoming less and less concerned about the matter of killing, which is nothing at most to become a murderer. But if it becomes like it was with Denisha a while ago, I don't even care about my own life......

"I've decided......" Supporting his body from the ground, Cybertron looked at several young men who had begun to take off their pants: "It's not right to kill—"

"Don't worry, we didn't plan to kill you......"

"No, I mean I didn't intend to kill. Cybertan leaned on his body, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "The murderous spirit is too heavy - each person can break one leg! Considering that your future life should not be like what I am now, I will break your third leg!"

――It's better to do it, no, don't do it!――

It feels good to do a good deed every day, and Cybertron arrives alone on crutches at the Chapel of the Light.

If you don't feel the pain of people with disabilities without being stimulated, let's do more good deeds in the future...... It's as if you've just broken three pants and taken them halfway off. Tsk, brother, it's so small, Tintin is only five centimeters, right?

Either way, it was a good thing for Cybertron, at least he learned what it meant to be better to live than to die. Although the soul is sound, it really feels like life is worse than death now...... It also made him determined that even if his soul was destroyed, he had to get his hands and feet back......

By the way, Denisha has now gone out for a walk with her hands and feet full.

Cybertron alone struggles with the question of where his soul belongs...... Now, he came to the Chapel of Light. Head-on, I saw the storm girl who was kneeling among the ruins and had just been sorted out of an empty field, and was preaching to a group of believers.

...... Uh, you're amazing, Miss.

Didn't I hear that you changed jobs? Why are you still mixing in your original job?

With all the rubble around, an empty field was sorted out. If nothing else, preach first...... This is really in line with the temper and character of the storm girl. But I really didn't expect that you had changed to the Demon Department, how could you still be able to put my heart in character?

"As it is written in the same holy book, the light says, "And I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish, and no one shall snatch them out of my hand] - and your souls will have eternal life. But this is not an excuse for evil, and the Southern Church is completely wrong to believe that praying after repeated sins will make the Light forgive them. This childish approach deceives oneself, and even more so the Light—there is no way for people to make mistakes, and we are not saints. But as a wise man said to me, "Knowing what is wrong can be corrected, what is good is great"—now, pray with me. ”

Well...... It can be determined that this is indeed the storm girl.

It can be seen from the fact that she has not forgotten to hack the Southern Church in her sermons and sermons, and this tone is definitely her.

"I thank you, O Merciful and Perfect Light, that my Savior has saved me from the deepest depths of Hell into the inheritance of the incorruptible, undefiled, and undecaying inheritance that remains for me in heaven. I thank you for keeping me in your omnipotence and salvation and eternal life, and no earthly power or power can snatch me from you. May I rest on this blessed assurance and follow you steadfastly to the end. I pray this by the light of my Lord!, my Eternal King!"

At the end of the sermon, the final chant was performed by Storm Lady with everyone. The staff in her hand finally struck the stone floor, and Stormwind was relieved from prayer. After the service, a group of believers went back to their homes and went to their mothers. Everyone is very devout in their faith, and ask for the blessing of the Holy Light - some people are very wise: just bless yourself to do bad things and not get caught.

"Yo...... Mirri loves Patriarch, long time no see. Cybertron sat on top of a ruined stone and waited for the other to come before he looked up: "What a surprise to me...... What should I call you now? or...... Let's talk somewhere else?"

"Cybertron ?!......" Storm Lady whispered in surprise, as if she didn't expect to see each other here. Immediately...... She did something that surprised the other party.

Cybertron felt a real softness - his head was held in his chest.

This one...... It's so improper!Is this a nun play?