God became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 17

King Jing is actually an atheist, who believes that there is really a god in the world?
If there is, and everyone is living so hard, why doesn't God come out to save mankind?
Just a jumping clown.

It seems that the town government's mansion is nothing more than that.

It would be the best if Chu Qianlai could be brought down today.

"Since your empress is so confident, let's start."

He wants to see what kind of tricks Chu Qianlai is playing.

Qian Lai was mysterious: "Close your eyes, be careful not to bump into the gods, you are finished."

"Are you still messing around?" Ying Huo frowned.

From his point of view, Qian Lai just came out of nonsense, and there is no real god.

Still in a dream, let her close her eyes for a while, probably really fell asleep.

Qian Lai was not convinced: "Your Majesty, what about the trust between people!"

She ignored this man who didn't even have the most basic trust, sat on the futon, faced everyone, and cleared her throat.

Everyone closed their eyes suspiciously, just like praying for blessings at the beginning.

King Jing originally disdained it, but he also wanted to know how Qian Lai was going to make up such an impossible lie, so he closed his eyes.

They were so involved in the play, Qian Lai smiled mysteriously.

After closing his eyes, King Jing was still mocking in his heart. It was pitch black in front of him, nothing happened, and there was no sound around him.

He was obviously playing tricks on them.

The accident happened in an instant.

Half a second before they were about to open their eyes, a large group of dazzling white light suddenly appeared in front of them—but they hadn't opened their eyes at all!
When he realized this problem, King Jing's heart was full of huge waves, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

The scare must have been frightening, it was more exciting than the shock, but when they wanted to open their eyes, they found that they were not in control of their bodies at all.

At the same time, in the glaring white light, a figure appeared faintly, which could not be seen clearly, but could vaguely distinguish the shape of a person.

Everyone was like a wooden stake, and they couldn't even tell whether it was real or a dream at this moment.

They seemed to be frozen and unable to speak, but their five senses were still there, and they heard an ethereal voice coming from the white light.

Ethereal and melodious.

"Humans, do you not believe in the existence of God?"

...

Ying Huo thinks everyone is crazy.

Believe Qian Lai's nonsense and just close your eyes, why did you not respond after closing your eyes for so long?

He squinted at Qian Lai, who saw the little girl with red lips and white teeth, sitting leisurely on the futon, and seemed to be humming softly.

Seeing his gaze, Qian Lai immediately responded with a bright smile.

"Your Majesty is peeking at me again, have you been caught?"

Yinghuo stared at her fixedly, but didn't speak to her.

No matter how good the help of the Duke of Zhen Guo is, he doesn't have to win over him. Even if he is alone, it is enough to get what he wants.

But when his eyes fell on Qian Lai, he couldn't help chewing this idea over and over again.

Is that so?
Qian Lai couldn't quite understand what he was talking about.

"I can protect myself, why should Your Majesty protect me?"

Ying Huo moved his lips, and when he wanted to say something, King Jing and the ministers in "Dream" all opened their eyes.

Now the little girl can't escape.

He quietly watched the good show that was about to begin.

Who knows that this world does not play cards according to common sense.

The sober ministers maintained their kneeling postures and bowed to Yinghuo one after another.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live—"

Everyone moved in such a unified manner, even though King Jing hadn't recovered from just now, he knew that it was not the time to do something special, so he bowed down.

Win confusion: "???"

Sure enough, it was still crazy.

(End of this chapter)