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Chapter 638 I am the light, I am justice

Why do I have the illusion that we are the villains?
At the moment when the powerful will that descended into his body was obscured by the infinite light, Li Mumu finally gained the right to breathe, and couldn't help but utter such a sigh.

To say breathing is a description.

In essence, strong cognitive ability offsets weak cognitive ability.

Just like the phrase "there is no smoke without fire", its original meaning in the past was that the emergence of news and rumors must have its reasons and basis, but in modern times it has evolved into news and rumors without any basis.

This is not a misuse, but a different understanding of grammar between modern people and ancient people. There is a saying in the past that there is no smoke without fire. These two sentences actually refer to the same thing, but in modern people's understanding, they should be interpreted separately.

Of course you can provide scientific popularization and correction, but you cannot change the public's collective cognition, and the new cognition will redefine the old semantics.

After the will of the Bodhisattva of Reception descended, Li Mumu completely lost control of his body, even his brain, his soul and his thoughts.

At that moment, she was possessed by another spirit.

"XX opened her eyes and found herself in the failed online novel that she had just finished reading last night. The previous incarnation of this body was the daughter of a real estate businessman. Her father was cunning, her mother was vicious, and her sister was always plotting to kill her. Now that I have replaced her, I will make these despicable family members apologize to me..."

That's pretty much it.

Wait, I seem to have traveled through time!

The time traveler has traveled through time. What is this guy with multiple shadow clones and leather suits?
Then what happened to me traveling through time?

who am I?
Li Mumu didn't have much time to think about this question. As the light faded, the will of the Bodhisattva took over her body again.

"Don't think about it."

"Eh?"

Li Mumu didn't react for a moment. Was this the Lady Jie Yin talking to her?

"While we are still able to support this world, you don't have to wake up."

"Ok?"

"What's the matter?"

"Don't be a riddler, my lady!"

Li Mumu only had time to complain a few words in his mind before his consciousness fell into silence.

"It means exactly what it says. It's not time for you youngsters to go to the front line yet."

The Lady Jie Yin only explained once before turning her gaze back to the giant dragon leaping in the air.

Nowadays, most of the guys who can jump out and seek death without dying are quite capable, and the platinum dragon Paladin in front of him is undoubtedly one of them.

Don't think that what it just released was some kind of ultimate move that would kill both parties. It was just a means to deceive people.

After the light faded, Paladin's combat power actually increased significantly. Now the scales all over his body were as shiny as glass. After losing the fat, his limbs looked more slender, more graceful and calm.

It is born from the light, and as long as someone has hope and courage in his heart, he will provide it with the power of faith.

Li Mumu's feeling was correct. The other side was a great and glorious image from the inside out, and looked more like the righteous side. On the other hand, the style of his side was weirder and more weird, full of demonic and evil flavors.

Lady Jie Yin raised her hand and the Blood River Map fell into her hands.

The Blood River Map was originally woven from the red rope of cause and effect and etheric matter, and was the magic weapon of the Red Lantern Society to suppress the luck. Now that the elders of the Red Lantern Society had suppressed Huangquan and had not yet returned, Li Mumu, as a disciple of the Lady Jieyin, could also borrow some of its power.

But in the hands of the Lady Jie Yin herself, this magic weapon looked completely different.

"In the world of three thousand, the red dust rolls, cause and effect cycle, retribution is inevitable. Even if your body is covered with gold paint and emits infinite light, how can it cover up your heinous crimes and ugly faces?"

The Lady Jie Yin gave an order, and the Blood River Map flew out of her hand. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and endless blood light filled the sky. "Ah——!"

Shen Qingxi was reflecting deeply in his heart, thinking about whether his recent series of actions were a bit greedy and reckless, and whether they were a bit unscrupulous.

I am not a bad person, I am not a demon, I just want to get back the imperial seal that was lost from my hands.

Why would I collude with the Changsheng Cult and do evil together? They are obviously not decent people, and the two elder sisters are even more sinister and spooky.

I am the legitimate daughter of the Shen family, a descendant of the royal family for three generations. There are so many correct ways to choose. Why should I fall into the trap of associating with them?

Why was the imperial seal lost?

Why did the Secret Service sit idly by and do nothing about this?
My grandfather worked hard for the President over the years. Even if he had no merit, he worked hard. Why did he end up in such a miserable situation?
What is wrong with this country today?
I can't help but ask...

I’m asking you about the watermelon and chicken drumstick!
Shen Qingxi shuddered suddenly and instantly woke up from his dazed state.

What am I reflecting on?
This is soul erosion... Ugh! Wrong, echo erosion!

Angels and demons are best at attacking on the spiritual level.

It's just that the direction of attack is different, there is no essential difference.

The evil thoughts in people's hearts yearn for darkness, while the good thoughts in their hearts yearn for light.

Faced with the temptations of the devil, a determined warrior will often remain vigilant.

But faced with the angel's persuasion, no matter how determined you are, you will inevitably indulge in it.

I want to be a good person and do the right thing.

but……

Shen Qingxi raised his head and looked up at the bloody sky.

The River Lethe is the River Styx, and the blood that dyes the River Lethe red is the grief of the innocent people who died!

She saw smoke and flames.

And those figures struggling to survive in the smoke and flames.

It was a dead body at the doorstep.

It's a corpse on the battlefield.

It's the body in the church.

It was a dead body by the railroad tracks.

One after another, our compatriots with black hair, black eyes and yellow skin cried and screamed, and their flesh and blood piled up into towering mountains.

The sad songs of millions of dead souls dyed the River Lethe red and the sky red.

In this boundless sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, what do you want me to reflect on?
Shen Qingxi rubbed her eyes. She had never felt so deeply that the light was so hypocritical, so indifferent, and so shameless!
"Explode the tank for me!"

The power reactor in her chest made a deafening roar, and the propulsion device behind her suddenly erupted with bright blue flames, turning her into a meteor and swooping towards the giant dragon in the sky.

At the same time, Xia Yubing, who was sitting high in the sky, raised her hand expressionlessly, and a small and exquisite amber coffin appeared in her hand.

She took the amber coffin in her hand and slammed it hard on the dragon's face.

(End of this chapter)