After the counter-sacrifice at the beginning, I became the spokesperson for the girls?

Chapter 188: There are also counterfeit and shoddy things in the law

[Destiny is like a star wheel, engraved in the sky.]

The order of the stars is rearranged, and the slightest movement leads to the evolution of the earth.

The souls traveling in the river of life and spirit, your lives were supposed to pass by each other.

I tried to keep you, just with this thread, to restart our fateful meeting. 】

He Ke stood in the Eternal Star Tower. The intricate buildings around her interweaved into a brilliant light. Layer upon layer of towering towers rose into the sky, with countless stars moving in orbit. The destinies of countless people were connected and broken.

The drifting stars roamed around her. She raised her hand, and the lines on her palm lit up in an arc.

"The thread of fate has been used."

She slowly looked forward. In the brilliant universe, the two star tracks were getting closer and closer, just like at this moment, the people turning around met each other in the chaos.

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How should I see you?

The confused soul was guided in an instant, and a light flashed between the little fingers. Bai Xingyao turned around suddenly, and everything in front of him disappeared. When he looked back again, there was only silent chaos around him.

What a peaceful scene it was. She floated quietly, feeling all the force fields around her disappear. All she could see was eternal darkness. A gentle gray air current swept across this empty world. This place was like a world lost in silence by everyone. When Bai Xingyao looked around, she could only feel the hazy air, the silent gray wind, and the lightness of everything.

Observe your hands, and your fingertips seem to touch something soft. Lower your head, and the shiny lines become the only softness in this world. The drifting and knotted lines float in the light world, and they touch the skin of the palm, and every touch brings a strange feeling.

Why am I here?

Bai Xingyao raised her head as she replayed what had happened before. She remembered feeling a cold sensation on her fingertips, and then a moment later, she arrived here.

The sound of the space disappeared, and the flow of power was silent. This seemed to be a projection of the soul, and Bai Xingyao felt an unprecedented sense of etherealness. She suddenly felt something in her heart, and when a gaze like moonlight touched her, she turned around.

The moonlight is stunning.

An identical, glowing thread was also tied around the other's finger. Her hair was quietly lifted by the chaotic airflow. As she stared at it, she felt an unimaginable surprise in this weightless and silent world.

"……you……?"

Bai Xingyao seemed to remember, she opened a corner of her memory, and in the treasure hidden deep inside, she had seen such a person. When the world was silent, any gaze that fell on her carried the meaning of examining the moon.

Walking forward, the projection of this soul was connected by the tied line. Everything here was illusory. Bai Xingyao felt the frivolity of dreaming. She seemed to be in a dream, and the logic of the characters would disappear in the frivolity. The wind lifted the corners of the black gauze of the person opposite. As she walked lightly, Bai Xingyao couldn't help but feel that she was walking into the light moon. The brilliance of the moonlight was not enough to describe the scene at this time. When she rose up, "Will the moon catch her?", the weightless airflow made her fall. When she opened her eyes again, the moon really let her hold it.

"…Why do you want to see me…"

The black veil brushed against the skin of her arm, and Bai Xingyao grabbed the hand that Yueyue had placed aside. She gently scooped it up, like a person scooping up a touch of moonlight from the water. The binding line fluttered at her fingertips, and they were so close that they could clearly see the two lines swaying against each other.

Qingli's eyes seemed to be looking at the lines, and every time her eyes wavered, the bright colors were shrouded in silence. Her light eyes fell on the intertwined light, and her floating hair scratched her cheeks, which made her feel a little itchy. Bai Xingyao raised her head and pressed her forehead against him. When her light golden and silver eyes wavered, a memory flowed through her heart.

The sound of wind, leaves, and a period of time moving forward.

The colors around her were all blurred, and the projection of her soul could only hear the words of "Leader" in the passing years. She turned her head away, and the memories also blurred and disappeared, leaving only the word "Leader", which was spoken out when she looked back.

"Your name is not nice."

She shook her head, looked into those thin eyes, and described its color: “You have to say my name.”

Can the moon speak? When the lake becomes calm and the moon no longer ripples on the water, she will speak.

Durian is a

"tell me."

Bai Xingyao's cheek was lightly brushed by her hair. She held the man's hand, intertwining their fingers. The lines of light intertwined with each other. She floated in this chaos and said, "Your hair is shaking me."

Chaos was like the wind that blurred something. The person opposite her did not focus on any other focus. Her eyes, which were different from others, only clearly reflected one person, a pair of pure eyes without malice.

"Your name is Yao."

Bai Xingyao shook her head and said, "Did you guess?"

There was no reply from the other side. Bai Xingyao looked into her eyes and shook his head again.

"If you give me something, I'll give you a name."

She looked up and down but found nothing.

If the moon in the sky does not fall, what would be enough to exchange it for it?

"kiss Me."

Human desires will spread like water. Bai Xingyao suddenly thought that she wanted the moon to fall down, so she hugged Qingyue in front of her and kissed her gently.

Her cheek was touched, and the moon was held in her arms at that moment.

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It seemed like I had a very rude dream.

Bai Xingyao woke up in the sea of ​​souls. She patted her face. In less than three seconds, she knew that what she had been doing was not a dream.

The space watched her expression change constantly, and its owner suddenly stretched out his hand and stared at her fingertips, as if he could see a thread.

No, there is no trace of anything——

But the feeling of drifting seems to still exist, just like the bank of a lake, where there are slight fluctuations after ripples on the water.

The leader...

moon……

kiss……

“…Is there a religious leader who is called a cult leader?”

[This is a common name, it definitely exists]

Kongkong's heart skipped a beat. Bai Xingyao's soul liked to wander around. Wasn't anything going to happen to her again?

Silence filled the black ocean. Bai Xingyao was silent for a long time, then said: "The second step of collecting energy is to create more nightmare creatures."

[…I think you’ve gotten into some serious trouble]

"No."

Bai Xingyao said: "What leader, what moon, what kiss, none of that."

[Wait——You were only away for 10 minutes——]

"I was in a daze, nothing happened."

[Please explain it to me clearly. I feel very serious! ]

"The dream was very real. I'm very confused. Now shut up and focus on your work."

[Show me your memory——]

Six, thirty, four, eight, yes

"I'm going to see the Road of Law. Goodbye."

Medical chess ⑤ Nine things long ⑻

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He Ke fiddles with her latest version of the Thread of Fate in the Star Tower.

"It still doesn't work. The old version has serious flaws. The people summoned are like in a dream. There is no way to communicate at all."

[Don't tell me, I used your old version, and your followers came up and smacked me]

"Well... that's out of respect for you. After all, you are a beautiful star."

What about those who used your first version?

"Buying and selling are all about fate. I sold them all, so you can't blame me, right?"

[Swindler]

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small theater:

To Cage

Bai Xingyao: Do ​​you think I'm talking to you like this? Don't forget that this is my stolen account.

Run, then teach the master

Master: Don't you forget the string I tied for you?

space:……

The other side of eternity:

Chapter 189: The First Believer's Day

Today is a bright and sunny day.

For Dowenlin, yes.

Although I got up very late this morning because I carved a statue for the Lord, it was all worth it.

The Lord, his great Lord, the Lord whom he would follow even if he had to give up all his wealth, the Lord whom he believed in in this life—

Thinking of the strange-looking tentacle statue with an inexplicable filter, Dao Wenlin was extremely excited and wished he could go back and continue to improve it.

But no, he needed to be patient.

Because today is the day to announce the policy.

In the square of Prinan, the latest national policy will be announced. The information on this platform should spread very quickly, but Dowenlin can no longer wait.

How can the Lord be without a golden body? How can the Lord be without a temple?

When Dowenlin thought of his great and terrifying master, who now only existed in his own books and no one sang praises of His magnificence, he felt that the ignorance of all living beings was unimaginable!

He was the richest man in the world who had the most money. He came to this trading place because of his faith in the Lord. He gave up everything, but after the Lord really responded to him, he realized that if such a kind and great Lord was not known by anyone but him - he was the only one who had faith in the Lord, it would be a waste of God's gifts!

So, he decided to leave here, leave the place where he first met the Lord, and take back everything that belonged to him.

The palace of nightmares was created by him!

At this time, the central square was already filled with people. People were talking to each other about whether the lockdown should be lifted. Dowenlin hugged his books tightly and squeezed into the crowd at the center, feeling that he couldn't wait any longer.

How could the Church of Light be so slow! He must build a bigger, better, and more powerful religion for the Lord in the future, and the nobles who deceived the people would not touch it. One day, he would also want the Lord's faith and help the country.

But no matter how anxious and arrogant the light is, it will be late. Dao Wenlin looked to the side and saw a young man with a blind right eye, who was looking at the stage very seriously, so he cursed him as a lackey of the light. He turned around and saw a girl holding a book, but it was a pity that she was not reading the Great Nightmare Book at this time. There was a red cross symbol on the back of her hand. I don't know which wild god she believed in.

How can people in this world be so foolish——

Also er〇弍 died ^ Ba

Dao Wenlin was filled with righteous indignation. When he thought of people's pursuit of the God of Justice and the suppression of the Dark God, he felt that people were unbearable to be educated. The hypocritical gods were controlled by the nobles, causing countless oppressions. The arrogant and mysterious Wood God charged a price and regarded the protection of the people as an exchange. And his master, even for a humble ant like him, cast a glance and rescued him from the endless dream dilemma. How many gods in the world can be compared to this tiny response? He firmly believed that all those who believed in the great dream would be saved!

Yao Yi Qi Wu (IV) Jiu Ba

"Uncle, there's a weird brother over there looking at us..."

The young niece quietly pulled her parents. Krich glanced at Dowenlin, who seemed to be so excited, and commented: "The believers of light are all confused."

The colored ribbons were stretched on the high platform, this vast, stone place, as if some important policy was to be announced. The voice of the people, like the tide, suddenly became small, because the real messenger of God had arrived.

It is light.

Brilliant and brilliant.

A moment of dazzling light filled everyone's eyes. No matter if they were ordinary people or peddlers, they all felt the supreme light at this moment. It was brighter than the sun, and softer than the warm sun. When people couldn't help but close their eyes and wait for the light to disappear, a pair of twins holding hands stood on the luxurious high platform.

This was a pair of young children, only about seven or eight years old, the boy had short hair and the girl had long hair. They looked extremely delicate, both wearing ritual garments with sun patterns on them, and their sacred and majestic appearance made it difficult for people not to be quiet and stare at them for a moment.

"I am Lin from the Temple of Light."

"I am the sound of the Temple of Light."

"Are you going to read the oracle——"

Someone in the crowd shouted, but the twins' eyes did not show any emotion. The girl nodded and the boy answered, and their voices echoed in this market with countless people.

"The emperor's royal power tells the palace of light."

"Prin'an's territory remains blocked."