82. Fergus

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But Liu Yu still stood.

The rain fell and hit the ground, hitting her body wet and cold, but there was always a stubborn heart in her heart, making her feet take root, firmly stuck on the ground, and he refused to move away in half a step.

It rained all night.

When the first rays of sunlight hit the body through the clouds in the early morning, Liu Yu was completely awake.

There is no more Gaia Leslie.

If there is, it is only the last part of God's memory for tens of thousands of years. He protected her, but there will be no more.

At this time, a golden carriage drove from the outside into the square of the temple, the sun and moon emblems on the body shined in the sun, and the white beard of Bishop Bruce floated out the window.

He poked his head out and saw the blonde girl in the middle of the square at a glance. Her wet, long hair wrapped her, her face was pale and her eyes were helpless, like a trembling baby bird that had just been lost.

A huge stone pillar fell to the ground, just avoiding her.

"Miss Fergus, this is..."

Bishop Bruce pushed the door open and got out of the car.

In the center of the square, there was a crush of people on the ground.

They looked terribly embarrassed, soaking their bodies in the rain, and smelling a sour smell when they got close. They looked terrified, their expressions panicked, and some were praying softly, their voices hoarse, and some...had passed out.

Ten marble columns seemed to have encountered a huge storm, and fell to the ground in a row.

Deep pits were exposed, devastated.

"Master Malan, what the hell is going on?"

He asked Maran again.

Malan in black looked up, his eyes were flushed, his expression was frustrated, and he turned his head away, as if refusing to answer the question.

"It's God! It's the gods are angry! The gods are angry!..."

Professor Edward jumped up, "We angered the gods! Ellen continent will never rest, oh my god..."

He burst into tears.

"Professor Ruffalo, you say."

Professor Ruffalo looked calm, but his face was pale:

"...Last night, Master Malan led the envoys to tie the blasphemy to the stake of the fire. When the fire burned, the storm came! It extinguished the fire and let the stone pillar collapse..."

"Nonsense! Malan, is that why you insisted on letting me go out yesterday?" Bishop Bruce walked tremblingly in front of Liu Yu. "Miss Fergus, I apologize for their cruelty and tyranny."

The nearly seventy-year-old man lowered his consistently noble head in front of her, but Liu Yu was not happy at all.

What's wrong with him?

What's wrong with these people?

They were just broken.

The initiator is the god above.

Liu Yu looked to the sky. The rain this night left no trace on the sky, and the sun shone brightly on the ground.

Are you watching?

see it?

This is the believer you teach.

"If..." she said, "It was your loved one or lover who was tied to the stake on fire last night, would you also watch it?"

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