The white clouds in the sky dispersed, and an even more blazing white light fell from the sky, illuminating the entire ring with extraordinary dazzling. The angels and gods who had been clearly outlined slowly disappeared in the bright light. The hymn fades away, as if it disappears at the end of the world. The golden light in the sky shattered completely, and countless broken squares surrounded Qingfeng. It keeps spinning, the light overflows, and it gets sicker and sicker. A storm is gathering wildly.

Qing Feng slammed his greatsword into the ring in an attempt to stabilize his body. But the suction from the storm grew stronger, pulling Qingfeng to the ground with his feet dangling.

Qing Feng gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, and his whole person was torn by the storm, gradually standing upside down in the air. Her long flowing hair was blown apart by the wind, and her whole face was completely out of shape under the strong pressure of the storm, which looked particularly strange.

The storm intensified, and the heavy ring trembled. Countless rubble rose into the sky, as if the solid countertop was about to be split and broken in the next moment. Qingfeng bravely persevered in the storm, and his eyes were squinted into a slit by the wind, revealing an unyielding stubbornness.

It's a battle of endurance, and only the brave ones can win the eventual victory. Blue Blade and Moore knew this, but couldn't stop it.

In the ring, there is always only one winner. The same is true in reality. Both of them were exerting their last bit of strength, and neither wanted to be the first to fall.

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After about half a cup of tea, the crazy storm gradually subsided. The wind was getting slower and slower, and some of the heavy objects that had been rolled up fell like raindrops, smashing the ring. Blue Blade was finally able to return to the ground, and he held on to the terrifying greatsword and gasped frantically, hoping to regain more strength as soon as possible. He knew that he was now in a race against time, and the opponent's offensive would be even more frantic next.

Sure enough, before the dust and mist cleared, Qing Feng felt a biting chill coming.

Qingfeng's hair stood on end all over his body, and his back was like an ice soak. Qing Feng suddenly pulled up his great sword, and looked around vigilantly, beware of the divine stick bathed in golden light and dust.

Qing Feng's body tightened, and he suddenly felt something. I saw him wielding a big sword and sweeping towards the rear, but it was a cloud of dust. Qing Feng was startled, and just as he was about to retreat his defense, a pair of terrifying eyes suddenly appeared from the dust.

There was infinite indifference and contempt in those eyes, as well as a trace of imperceptible exhaustion. On closer inspection, it seems to be familiar, but it is also as if it has never been seen. The targeted Blue Blade felt like a frog being targeted by a snake. So miserable, so helpless.

An even stronger sense of dizziness frantically hit Qing Feng's mind, and Qing Feng, who was instantly shocked into a trance, couldn't even complete the simplest action of forcibly biting the tip of his tongue.

"The judgment of the God of Light cleanses this world of all evil!"

A voice that seemed to be in a dream suddenly destroyed Qing Feng's last insistence. Qing Feng only felt that his mind was rising, and his whole person seemed to be pulled into an abyss whirlpool.

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"Moore, get up, get up! You lazy pig, the chickens have crowed three times, and you still can't get up to work!"

A pillow that had not been washed for many years, emitted a strange stench, and was as hard as a stone smashed impartially on Moore's sleeping head, smashing the emaciated teenager to the brim.

Moore sat up, rubbing his aching head vigorously. He frowned, looking at the middle-aged woman who looked five big and three thick outside the cowshed, but he liked to cross her waist and pretend to be a young girl. In principle, this woman is not ugly, if the eyes are not so small, the nose is not facing the sky, the thick and sexy lips are not split to the base of the ears, and the face is a little thinner......

"What do you see, I've never seen a beautiful woman!"

Young Moore shook his head slightly, sensing the displeasure in the middle-aged wicked woman's words, and immediately pecked the rice like a chicken.

"Don't want to sit there and be lazy! You eat me, use me, live in mine, if you don't want to be hungry today, just go out and make good money for me! What a lazy thing, if I hadn't promised your dead ghost parents, I wouldn't have spent a child to take care of you!"

The middle-aged woman didn't get carried away at Moore's praise. After a little satisfaction, he frantically drove the thin boy away.

Moore pulled a tattered garment from a pile of cow straw beside him and hurriedly slipped it on. The tattered clothes were covered with holes of various shapes, and the cold cool breeze poured in through the middle-aged woman's wide open door, blowing the young man's weak body shivering.

The boy jumped up, his body about to stand firm, and suddenly felt a feeling of dizziness hit him. After stumbling a few steps, he finally managed to gain a footing with difficulty.

"Aunt Julian, can you ...... Can you order me breakfast?" the boy asked with a forced swallow and a timid sigh.

The middle-aged woman's brows tightened, and her small eyes widened suddenly. The arm as thick as a bucket suddenly opened, and a heavy mouth slapped down, knocking the weak boy to the ground.

"You're so lazy and a loser! I've been here for almost two years, and I've earned 1 poor copper plate every day. Your family is poor for you, and you are embarrassed to ask me what I want to eat! Tell you, today's breakfast is gone!

Not only today, but even tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and even the day after tomorrow, breakfast is gone. Of course, you don't expect it to be in the future. When will you be able to earn a few more copper plates for this product, let's talk about it!"

The young man raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up stubbornly, and looked at this distant aunt who was showing off her majesty.

His parents died in an accident, and if he hadn't valued the only property in the family, this distant relative who had suddenly appeared would have taken his unaccompanied orphan back into his custody? Now that the property has been sold, it is natural to find a way to get rid of himself. Moore had a contemptuous smile on his face.

The middle-aged woman was a little flustered by Moore's staring, and her deep blue eyes revealed a palpitating magic. Pulling, biting the fat heart of a middle-aged woman, made her uncomfortable. So, again, she raised her fat palm, which was full of calluses.

The expected crunch did not sound, and a thin hand gently flicked aside the woman's smashed palm.

"Aunt Julian, thank you for taking care of you for these two years. I don't want to bother you too much, but from today, I'm going to move out of this house, and I don't have to worry about you in the future. ”

The boy looked at the big face that had swelled into the color of pig liver with a playful expression. Patting his ass, Shi Shiran walked out of the cowshed. Without looking back, he walked into the distance.

"This is the result of what you have been asking for for a long time!" the gentle wind carried the young man's already whispered words, and the woman in the cowshed stood still, not at all recovering from this sudden situation.

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Moore strode across the square, sturdy bluestone slabs of Rogris. I don't know what was on the shabby cloth shoes that showed my feet, and I made a clicking sound with every step.

Moore touched his belly, which had already protested, and sat down in an inconspicuous corner. The intense hunger pangs made the weak teenager feel weak. Moore smiled bitterly, the super pure man he showed this morning. However, there is really no food and accommodation in the future.

Originally, he relied on his aunt's relationship to do odd jobs for the farmer, and he could earn back such a pitiful copper plate every day. Now, is it very good for me to live with nothing? Who would accept an eight-year-old child who doesn't know anything. It is estimated that even if you put it on for nothing, no one will dare to take it in. Moore looked at his arms without a trace of muscle contour, and closed his eyes helplessly.

Today...... I'm so tired!

I don't know how long I slept, but Moore felt a chill hit his face. Immediately after, more cold fell down. Moore struggled to open his tired eyes, and the hazy sky was cloudy, and countless drizzles were happily falling on the earth. Moore shuddered suddenly, and the whole person shrank down the eaves. He shook his head slightly, it seemed that even God had come to catch him.

The rain became more and more intense, and the water falling from the eaves gradually gathered into a small waterfall. Moore was already soaking wet, huddled and shivering, looking like a rag bag from a distance.

Moore watched the shower boredly, as if counting the hair-like raindrops. There was not a single pedestrian on the open road, and even the most anxious returnees chose to take refuge under the power of nature, and the small windows on both sides of the road sounded the sound of closing from time to time. At this time, the most cheerful should be the green-skinned amphibians in the pond.

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Moore's eyes widened suddenly, and a strange phenomenon imprinted into his young eyes, which he will never forget.

A white halo of divine light rose in the distance. The violent raindrops smashed a meter away from the halo, and they couldn't get close, so they had to reluctantly slide down around the halo and fall into the stream that the ground temporarily merged.

The halo was getting closer and closer, and Moore slowly saw the clue in it. It was a dozen white-robed priests with long beards and short Mediterranean hair. At the moment, they are slowly strolling through the shower. Laughing and arguing, as if the torrential rain that had disturbed the world had nothing to do with them.

Moore's heart tightened in awe. As a teenager who had lived in the capital of the Alat Union for eight years, Moore naturally knew that these people were the most honorable priests in the kingdom. He watched with excitement as the group of priests who seemed to be engaged in academic exchanges passed by, and the hunger in his body was gone.

Moore didn't expect anything, but when the priests left, it was as if he had lost something, and suddenly he became empty. Moore lowered his head and let out a soft sigh, as if he wanted to use up all his life's sighs today.

Suddenly, the priests stopped, as if they had heard some command, and the crowd consciously split into two columns. An elderly pastor with full white hair slowly walked out of the crowd and walked straight to himself.

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Moore was shocked, and he froze. It seems, like, maybe, maybe...... Moore's heart rippled inexplicably. As he had guessed, the easy-going old man slowly approached him.

There is no so-called talented, well-behaved ** words. There is no bloody plot where justice needs to be guarded by hot-blooded teenagers. The kind old man just said something to him in the most ordinary way.

"Kid, come with me!"

There was a magic in the old man's words, and it was impossible to refuse. Of course, Moore couldn't find a reason to refuse.

At that moment, Moore seemed to see the Lord God of Heaven open a warm embrace to him. The thin boy felt the mercy of the Lord, and was held by the hand of the kind old man who walked in the place of the Lord, and slowly disappeared at the end of the street.

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