Ellen Continent, the main hall of the Temple of Light.
"Master Bruce, are you going to abuse your kindness again and forgive these evil dark apostles?"
The long-faced envoy in black robe asked with a cold face.
"Ma Lan, the trial needs evidence."
On the head seat, the benevolent white-bearded bishop held a scepter of light and looked at him disapprovingly.
"in accordance with?"
Malan threw a tree root-like sculpture from his sleeve.
The sculpture was shiny black, and had two curved sharp horns.
There was a commotion in the hall.
"This, is this a demon?"
Someone blurted it out.
"That's the basis."
Marland Road.
"No! It's just a tree root that my husband picked up from the mountains! He likes to sculpt, but he can't afford special stones, so he used this... This one is a sheep, a sheep!"
"Sheep are white. No one would carve a sheep out of black."
In the main hall, the golden knight and the angel in white stood in two rows. In the center of the main hall, a young couple hugged each other in horror.
The clothes on them were old, but cleanly starched.
"Ma Lan, that's enough. The lie detector proved that they didn't lie." Master Bruce waved his hand, "Let them go."
"Master Bruce! You clearly know that the cunning of the Dark Apostles is enough to allow them to escape the detection of lies."
Malan made a point.
The smirk faded from Bruce's mouth.
His wise eyes stared at him, and when he was about to speak, a golden brilliance passed through the white dome, shone down, and sprinkled on everyone. The golden holy pool water began to bubble "gudong gudong".
This, this is...
According to the "God's Covenant", when the god descended, the golden holy light filled the earth, and the water in the holy pool began to boil...
The envoys and the knights raised their heads at the same time and looked at the top of their heads. Bruce also looked at it. The golden holy light became more and more intense, so thick that it almost turned into substance, and a blurry figure appeared...
"is God!"
"It's really a god!"
"God has descended!"
Malan crawled down.
The envoys in white and the golden knights crawled down.
Master Bruce stepped down from his bishop's seat tremblingly, and also crawled down.
"See God!"
"See God!"
"See God!"
The sound of mountains shouting like a tsunami echoed over and over again in the hall.
This is what Liu Yu saw when he arrived.
The believers surrender wholeheartedly, the world is at her feet, and she stands on top of all living beings—
It seems that the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers can tremble for it.
It's easy to get carried away.
However, she didn't come here for this.
"Hi everyone. How are you, Master Bruce? Master Malan, are you embarrassing others again?"
Ma Lan was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head, and when his eyes fell on the graceful figure in the golden holy light, he froze.
Belia Fergus? !
Bishop Bruce has already greeted with a smile:
"Miss Fergus, by God's blessing, I'm all right."
All the envoys and knights in the hall also looked up, and they saw a beautiful girl wrapped in golden holy light, her skin was so white, her eyes were so bright, the blue skirt and her blue eyes As charming as a blue starry sky—
Not long ago, they had seen each other on the stake in the temple.
At that time, there was lightning and thunder, and the gods were furious.
They bowed their heads again and took the lead in expressing their surrender.
Malan stood up.
His black robe made him stand out like a black crow in the crowd: "Sorry, Miss Fergus, I can't kneel down on you. This is God's right."
"Oh, it doesn't matter. I don't care whether you kneel or not."
Liu Yu looked at the dazed couple in the center of the hall.
With just one glance, she understood.
Slightly sighed, more than two months have passed, and the world has not changed at all.
"It seems that Master Malan is going to use your cruelty again to make people suffer."
"They are all evil apostles of darkness."
"Just the root carving?"
Liu Yu said incredulously.
"That's an ominous thing. Miss Fergus, since you are the future God Empress, you should protect God's interests."
Ma Lan warned her forcefully.
He still remembered the appearance of the blond girl stubbornly saying to him, "She only believes in herself"—
How can a pagan become the Queen of God
He firmly believed that God was bewitched.
If possible, he is willing to use his own blood to awaken God's reason.
"Benefits? Don't use your narrow mind to contemplate God."
"The enemy of light is darkness. They have carved the lamb of darkness... This is the breeding ground for darkness."
"Master Malan, from this point of view, your black robe also represents evil. You...should be hanged too?"
"If Malan is needed."
Liu Yu couldn't make sense to him, it's fine if she didn't see it, she saw it all, so she couldn't just sit back and watch the two lives die like this...
It made her think of herself, of Mrs. Fergus.
She looked at the white bearded old man beside her:
"Master Bruce, what do you mean?"
"Of course, I think tolerance is a virtue."
Master Bruce signaled to let him go.
"Master Bruce, are you also bewitched by her?!"
"Malan!"
Under the warning eyes of Bishop Bruce, Malan shut his mouth angrily.
And Liu Yu, who was countless light years away, raised his head and glanced at the young man on the throne.
She wanted to see how he would react to what was going on under her nose.
But she was disappointed.
His chin was half-raised, his silver hair was like a gorgeous ponytail, and countless strands of golden sunlight had been pinched into a ball by him, and now, this ball was rolling around in his palm.
He looked bored, even aloof.
Liu Yu looked away.
After the success of the advent technique, she seemed to be split into two. The real body was still in the shrine, but the phantom fell to Nathaniel.
She watched the couple being sent out of the door safely, and then she remembered the purpose of this time.
"Master Bruce, I actually came here to ask you to take care of my mother."
"Mrs. Fergus? Oh, you don't have to worry. From the moment God sent down the decree to the whole world and declared you to be his queen, the Carlo royal family has given the Fergus family the most honorable duke title, the richest Paitna County is now in the name of the Fergus family... your mother is well-fed."
Lord Bruce understood the girl's intentions very well, and continued:
"The royal family of Carlo also sent a royal guard to patrol around Fergus' home... The temple also sent a team of paladins to join in. Mrs. Fergus is safe... the holy envoy and the best in the city-state." The doctor of the family will also come to the house regularly to check Mrs. Fergus... Now, the Fergus family represents the supreme glory. She has attended endless banquets, and every nobleman is proud to invite her... "
"Then she...does she look good?"
Liu Yu asked cautiously.
Master Bruce keenly peeped into the girl's mind:
"Except that I miss you a little bit."
"That's good, that's good..."
Liu Yu was disappointed and relieved that in this way, she could have more time...
"Thank you, Lord Bruce, and send my regards to the Archbishop and the Carlo royal family."
"this is what we are supposed to do."
"Holy Light bless you."
"Holy Light bless you."
After the two exchanged friendly compliments, Liu Yu interrupted the advent technique.
The moment the Advent retracted, a part of her came back—it felt magical.
She stood for a while.
Just when she was about to turn around, she realized that the young man on the throne had raised his eyelids to look at her. In his long and narrow eyes, there was greenness like a gentle lake.
He looked at her for an unknown amount of time:
"Just this once."
"why?"
Liu Yu asked strangely.
"After each world is created, it forms its own rules. Your arrival will have an impact on the world..."
"I do not quite understand."
"You are still too weak to bear the fate of the world."
He put it bluntly.
Liu Yu understood.
Using the butterfly effect as a metaphor, every time she descends, it will have an immeasurable impact on the world that descends, and the fate of being transformed will be transferred to her.
Then he... bears the fate of so many worlds, how... powerful should he be
Liu Yu looked at Gaia, and then suddenly realized that the man who had been close to her before suddenly became distant again. He had a vast world she didn't know about, but his closeness and bad temper occasionally obscured it for her.
But he was Leslie.
But he's more egotistical than Leslie, more domineering—
The long-standing aloofness has allowed them to communicate like two species.
If he didn't want her to contact Mrs. Fergus, he could not let her contact him.
It was so easy for him to control her.
Even if she occasionally stretched out her claws, she could only scratch a little within his tolerance.
"...continue to learn the language of God."
Establish a complete system of "fate", without power, there is nothing.
Liu Yu once again encouraged himself, don't be discouraged.
After all, at his age, he can be her ancestor for countless generations
———
When she returned to the inner palace that night, Gaia did not show up, but Liu Yu was troubled by the iron sheet and lost sleep. She finally woke up, only to find that Gaia was standing beside her bed.
The sun shines in through the transparent glass windows.
"What time is it?"
He didn't answer her, but frowned:
"You... look like a lost dog."
Thank you.
Liu Yu glared at him:
"Yes, because you won't let me see my mother."
The young man shut his mouth.
His silver hair was wet, as if he had just come out of the water, and against Bai Shengsheng's cheek, he looked a little fragile and soft unlike usual.
"you… "
His fingers brushed her cheeks, and a soft white light entered from her forehead. Liu Yu felt that her body, which was a little heavy due to insomnia, began to relax. She was about to thank her, but she heard him say:
"Article one."
"Braid?"
No way
Liu Yu looked at him in disbelief—
But it seemed to amused him.
The corners of his mouth are slightly curved, and even his beautiful eyes are also curved:
"You haven't forgotten."
It seems that I guessed right.
Liu Yuban sat up, the thin quilt fell off his body, he looked at her for a while:
"Although your body is beautiful, I will not be tempted."
He stretched out his hand, and politely closed up her sleepy skirt, and then handed over an extremely beautiful comb.
Made of white jade, the tooth comb is delicate and white—
Against his bony fingers, it is impossible to tell who is whiter and more translucent.
"Article one."
Liu Yu took the comb:
"Your hair is wet, you have to dry it first."
He sat by her bed and looked at her quietly with those green eyes.
Liu Yu immediately understood what he meant.
Resigned to her fate, she climbed out of bed, fetched a soft absorbent cloth, sat cross-legged behind him, and wiped his hair carefully.
His hair is in great shape.
It's so long, but there is no interruption at all, each strand seems to be plated with mercury, with a beautiful luster, but the color of the end of the hair...
Liu Yu's gaze was fixed there: a little deep.
"Your hair..."
"Oh, did you see it?" He said calmly, "After living for a long time, there will always be some changes."
Liu Yu stopped talking and continued to wipe his wet hair.
And the man in front of him was also sitting on the edge of the bed in an orderly manner, with his hands on his knees, giving people the illusion of being cute.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly softened.
Liu Yu was not used to this kind of getting along.
Most of the time, they are in a state of bickering.
Even when she was closest, there was a sense of fighting, but now, this kind of ordinary, life-like intimacy made her restrain the thorns all over her body and calm down inexplicably. In the past, what she longed for was just a simple hug. On a summer afternoon, under the sun, in the courtyard, she sat on the steps, and someone wiped her hair with a gentle smile...
Although now, it's the other way around.
It was so quiet.
My heart is like soaking in warm water, lazy and unable to move.
Liu Yu asked himself to think about something else.
Iron sheets.
For iron sheet.
take heart...
Is there any influences
What if you speak directly...
"Belia Fergus." The person in front of him suddenly said, with a gorgeous and beautiful voice, "There are many, many, many people who love me in this world."
Liu Yu was still lazy:
"so?"
"But you can't try to make me a bald man because of your ugly jealousy."
He turned his head, his green eyes were as quiet as water.
Liu Yu: ...
She looked down, only to realize that many silver hairs were broken from the bedding on the bed.
And on the soft cloth she used to wipe her hair, there was also a bunch of beautiful silver hair.
"Your hair actually breaks?"
she said in surprise.
Gaia glanced at her:
"I can let you try to see if yours will break."
Liu Yu's first reaction was to cover his head.
She loves the thick, weed-like bushes so much now.
But he retracted his gaze:
"I can make you grow all over you. If..."
"Whatever you need."
He said slowly.
"No, not necessary. Right now."
Thinking of that scene, Liu Yu's trypophobia was about to break out.
She doesn't want to become yellow fluffy.
"Comb your hair, comb your hair."
she said.
"I want the same two braids as Leslie, and one must be missing."
"Of course, none of them will be missing."
Liu Yu also made up a dozen of them for him.
But with such long hair, he was still unbelievably beautiful, with pure and peaceful eyes. He looked in the mirror, then bid her farewell with satisfaction, and invited her to meet in the temple.
"comb."
Liu Yu chased him out.
"It's yours."
He walked out of the palace without looking back.
On the fluttering white robe, more than a dozen long silver braids shone with soft white light under the light.
Looking at this scene, Liu Yude admitted that with this face, even Sha Matt could hold it, not to mention just having more braids, which gave him a delicate and lively youthful look.
As for the comb, she looked down and decided to find a place to put it away.
At this time, Banban came in with a breakfast basket on its wings. It was getting fatter and flying tremblingly. Liu Yu couldn't help but sweat for it. With a point of her finger, the basket broke away from Spotted's wings and flew to the table next to her.
[Baby, good morning!] Ban Ban opened his black eyes, watching Liu Yu looking for a place to put the comb, [Do you want to hide the treasure? Banban knows a good place, God always keeps his treasures, and no one will let anyone see them! ]
It pointed at Liu Yu's right hand viciously:
[That vase! A vase of roses! Yes, right there...]
Liu Yu looked aside:
"vase?"
She noticed this vase the first time she came in.
The belly is very big, like a baby who has been kicked in the stomach, and the body of the sapphire blue bottle is like a cloudless blue sky.
She is generally used to plant roses.
Every morning, there is always a dew rose beside her pillow.
All these roses were inserted into this fat belly vase by her, and they are still blooming up to now.
Banban flew over, trying to land next to the vase with a fat belly, but it was so fat that its wings directly scraped the body of the vase—
With a "crash", the vase fell to the ground and shattered.
Among the flowers and the thin tiles, something golden shone.
There is also a small…
Liu Yu picked up the thing that rolled to his feet.
She froze.
This is…
A stone statue.
The corners are rounded and meticulous. It has long golden wavy hair, ice-blue eyes, and a red tutu... Even the wavy patterns on the hem of the skirt are vividly carved and painted.
[Oh baby, it looks just like you! ] At this time, Banban let out a "wow", [It's amazing...]
"It... looks like me?"
Liu Yu's heart, like dead water, began to flow again.
[It's exactly the same! Of course, Babe is prettier than you... ]
Liu Yu could no longer hear Banban's noisy cry.
She stroked a line of small characters on the edge of the skirt, so small, so small that it was almost invisible, but so clear, as if it condensed the author's strong emotion that no one could ignore—
"Belia Fergus".
Bella Fergus.
Belia Fergus!
is her.
He carved her.
As if wanting to prove something, Liu Yu took another step forward, and rudely pushed aside the broken tiles on the ground, picked up the small golden iris flower, tears finally fell down.
He never gave up.
He kept it.
He really is Leslie.
he loves her.
And she—
Finally found the proof.
The silver-haired young man in the room suddenly appeared, his face was calm, and only fluctuated when he touched the debris on the ground.
"give me."
He reaches out to her.
Liu Yu clenched the iris in his hand, shaking his head.
"You never forgot me." She said with absolute certainty, "You love me."
"No, how could I love you? A woman full of lies."
His eyebrows furrowed deeply.
"Then what is this?" She opened her palm to show him, "Why do you keep it? And this sculpture...you painted it with a beautiful dress, golden hair...and engraved words on it."
"I just want to remind myself of that lesson."
His gaze fell on her palm, looking even more bored.
Liu Yu wiped his tears nonchalantly:
"No matter what you say, from now on, I will pursue you again, without any lies."