The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

The news of the earthquake quickly spread throughout the island, and the island was in a panic. Because there have been many lessons in history, it is not difficult to think of the collapse of the first ritual, and the saint was seriously injured in the sacrifice. It was a kind of warning in itself. Unfortunately, at the time, Helan Fort or the Presbyterian Church did not make a clear statement on this. It still forced the saint to complete the ceremony. This is good, the **** is angry, the island earthquake It is.

The disaster happened too close. It is not a relationship of sacrifice, and probably no one believes.

This time, no matter what the Holy Lady’s Temple was trying to provoke, the islanders began to complain spontaneously about Helan Fort.

"Oh, how did this happen?"

"Isn't someone colliding with the true God?"

"You said Xiao Zhuoma?"

"I heard that Xiao Zhuoma's father is not a Tana man. He is a man of the Central Plains. She is a relative. Her husband is also a Central Plains person. She has the blood of the Central Plains. Her children are also of Central Plains. Her bloodlines are not. Pure, so the true God is not willing to accept her, do not want her to become a small Zhuoma in the family."

"Zhuoma still protects her."

"Who said it is not... The saints have been hurt, she is not pity at all, is it alright now?"

I don't know if I am used to the temper of Helan, or the temper of her. In her words, her complaints are less than that of Qiao Wei, but she is also counted as an "accomplice."

Under the Helan Fort, the residents from the island gathered very quickly. The people blocked the door of Helanbao and asked for a statement from everyone. Everyone uttered a statement, but they could not understand it. They What you need and what Zhuo gives is a decision.

He and Zhuo wake up and have a big bag on his head. He doesn't know how to get it. The Qingyan female officer has wiped him a **** and scattered ointment. The ointment contains a certain amount of mint. After applying it, it is It makes people wake up a lot.

The earthquake has passed and he has been carried back to his bed. I can’t say why, he always feels that something is wrong!

"Qingyan," he called.

Qingyan female official collected the ointment: "He Zhuo, you call me?"

And weirdly asked: "What happened just now?"

Chaucer had already told him that the situation in today's Zhuo could no longer be stimulated any more, and the earthquake would naturally have to keep his mouth shut.

The female officer of Qingyan was coveted, her eyes flashed and she smiled. "Nothing? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Headache." And Zhuo touched the big bag on his head.

Qingyan female officer coughed one channel: "I was negligent, and I didn't even find the poisonous insects in the house."

"Bit by the worm?" and Zhuo will ask questions suspiciously.

Qingyan blinked and said: "Yes...Yes! Of course, the insect bites, or do you think it is where you hit it?"

He did not remember, and he had to wake up after hitting it, but he directly stunned. The blink of an eye was a genius, and Qingyan was giving him medicine.

He looked at the bright scenery outside the window and said, "I have been lying in bed for too long, and I should go up and go."

Qingyan’s eyebrows suddenly jumped, and he grasped his arm and said: “Can’t go!”

"Why?" and Zhuo Nai asked.

Qingyan female official opened her mouth: "Because... the doctor said, you have to rest, especially these days."

And Zhuo laughed: "The day before yesterday let me get out of bed."

Qingyan female officer is a serious saying: "The day before yesterday is the day before yesterday, now it is now! You are bitten by poisonous insects, and the remaining poison is unclear! If you walk indiscriminately... it will cause poisonous hair. Do you feel that your head is particularly painful?"

The head was hit by an egg-sized bag, and anyone would be in pain.

And Zhuo touched his head: "It is a bit painful."

Qingyan female official said: "The pain is right, you lie down, take a good rest for a few days, wait for this package to disappear, the toxins will be cleared, then you want to go wherever you go."

And Zhuo thought: "Alright, I will not go out and give them trouble."

Qingyan female officer smiled.

"Qingyan." And Zhuo Gang wants to lie down, but suddenly suddenly stopped.

Qingyan female officer’s heart is tight: “What is it, and Zhuo?”

He Zhuo said: "I seem to hear something."

It was the clamor of the troubled islanders, and the Qingyan female official smiled: "You got it wrong, what sounds?"

After that, I got up and closed the window.

He and Zhuo Jing listened: "There are voices, many people, very noisy."

Qingyan female officer quickly shut the door, said: "That is Zhuoma's iron ride in practice!"

And Zhuo is not clear, saying: "When I was sleeping, I still felt the bed shaking."

Qingyan female officer said: "It is also they are practicing!"

"Is it?" and Zhuo whispered.

Qingyan female officer smiled and said: "Of course, if you are too noisy, I will go to Zhuo Ma and let them not practice."

And Zhuo swings his hand: "Forget it, don't make a noise, let them practice."

Qingyan female officer Chancan smiled: "Hey, then you are going to lie down."

And Zhuo lay down, Qingyan female officer put him on the quilt, turned around, quietly relieved.

And Zhuo disease into this, if you know that there is an earthquake on the island, everyone is blaming Zhuoma and Xiao Zhuoma, afraid to be angry.

In the small garden, several people sat around the stone table to discuss countermeasures.

Ji Wushuang said: "I think it is better to think of the idea of ​​punctuating the temple of the Virgin, let the outsiders know that the collapse of the high platform is what the saints do, not the wrath of the true God."

Yan Fei absolutely snorted: "Xuan, Tai Xuan!"

Ji Wushuang said: "How is it too mysterious?"

Yan Fei sighed: "The status of the saints in their minds is the same as that of the young masters in our minds. Do you doubt the young masters? Even if the Lord kills you one day, I see you complain. Not up."

Hai XIII agreed to nod. "Yan Fei is absolutely right. I have been visiting the island for several days. I found that the prestige of the Virgin Mary is overshadowing the Helan people, even if we say that the saint is ulterior. It can be estimated that no one will believe."

Ji Wushuang is so calm, this will not help but a little anxious: "Was the saint is not martial arts? Force her to shoot."

Yan Fei absolutely said: "What can it explain? If the saint is martial, it does not mean that she collapsed the table!"

Ji Wushuang is in the same color: "It is her collapse!"

Yan Fei absolutely helplessly said: "Why don't you understand what I mean? I know that she collapsed, we all know! But the group of people on the island will not believe it! In their hearts, they have long regarded the saint as a belief. Who is filthy to her, who is not with their true God."

"Yes." Hai Xie remembered this is also a headache.

Ji Wushuang said with no anger: "How do you both have the ambition of others to destroy their prestige?"

Yan Fei said: "We are seeking truth from facts, is it thirteen?"

The sea thirteen clears the scorpion, and pats the Yi Qianyin on the side: "Thousands of words, you are fair."

Yi Qianyin is holding his head with one hand, looking at the opposite table of He Lan, full of stupidity, and did not hear a few people say anything.

The sea thirteen slaps his brain: "Bad boy!"

At another table, He Lan poured out: "This group of people is owing to clean up, Lao Tzu goes out to kill a few! Look at them and dare not make trouble!"

Joe grabbed her arm and took her to sit down: "Don't be impulsive, those are innocent islanders, they are frightened, why bother them?"

Helan refused to disdain: "Don't be embarrassed, wait for them to embarrass us?"

Qiao Yu softly said: "Green, patience, patience. I have the best way to deal with this situation, killing is not enough, we must learn the school of the Virgin, do not know, move Reason, they are influenced by true feelings and warmth."

He Lan and Qiao Wei looked at Chaucer strangely.

Joe patted his chest in a confident way: "Bag on me, I must have done this properly!"

A quarter of an hour later, Chaucer took a few baskets of good snacks out of Helan Fort.

Two quarters later, Chaucer returned to Helan Fort with rotten leaves and rotten eggs.

He Lan grabbed the whip on the table and blinked in danger: "I don't want to kill them!"

Qiao Wei hugged her: "Mother, my mother! You must not be impulsive at this time! You are impulsive, and the old witches in the temple are waiting for you. Those innocent islanders start, so that you will stir up the public anger of the whole island! I know that you don’t care what others think of you, but you fight with the islanders, and the old witches of the temple are happy to watch the show. Isn't it too cheap for them?"

Helan thought that it was such a rational matter, and put down the whip and sat down: "My daughter is right, can't let the monks see jokes."

After a pause, I stood up again. "I went to kill the group of monks!"

Qiao Wei said: "Mother, killing people is easy, but just kill them, it's too cheap for them, how can we let them taste the taste of the thousands!"

He Lan looked at the slender fingers: "Thousands of locks? This is good."

"Thousands of sounds." Qiao Wei waved to Yi Qianyin.

Yi Qianyin walked over and over, especially young and beautiful (female): "Little lady!"

He Lan is studying how to use a finger lock **** and didn't care if he came over.

He sweetly called the sister of Helan.

Qiao Wei’s small heart was not allowed by him, and he turned his head away: “You still have the appearance of Qinghong, it’s better to take the opportunity to go to the Temple of the Virgin to inquire about the news and see what they are doing next.”

......

After leaving the Hall of Helan Fort, the Grand Saint returned to the Temple of the Virgin and couldn’t tell why. On the way back, the fingers had been faintly painful.

After entering the inner hall, several sacred priests greeted them with joy. Although they did not go to Helanbao, they had already heard the news outside. Now a large group of black people outside Helanbao is full of angry islanders. Back, I am afraid that the gods will not save them!

San Shenggu said with excitement: "Master sister, how do the elders say? What do the lords say?"

The great sage untied the cloak and handed it to the maid. Then she sat slowly on the chair. The color of joy overflowed with words: "What else can you say? Find the source first, save the people from the fire, and leave the rest. The body is healthy and reconsidered."

Four holy priests are worried: "Do you really have to wait for the rehabilitation of He Zhuo? In case of Zhuohe..."

Da Shenggu smiled coldly: "Who said that he must wait for him to recover. This is no longer a family matter of He Zhuo. It is related to the survival of the entire island, and Zhuo Xia does not order. Sooner or later, the mother and daughter will be Go out."

San Shenggu said proudly: "I remember that hundreds of years ago, the reason why Yu Wenshi was dethroned and Zhuo Zhuo was the massacre of the islanders, causing the anger of the whole island. The eight lords and the elders agreed to reach a consensus. Yu Wenjia issued an expulsion order. Since then, He Lan’s family has been on the throne under the support of our saint's temple. At the beginning, one can dethrone a Yuwen, and now can also dethrone a Helan! The Virgin Mary, the power of the Tana, will be in our hands sooner or later!"

Si Shenggu smiled and said: "This earthquake is really too late. Their mother and daughter have collided with the gods. The islanders on the island want to drive them out. At present, the elders and the lords are not very good at speaking. But as long as the archipelago is noisy again, with the temper of Helan, you said that she can't swallow this breath?"

Wu Shenggu nodded: "As long as she kills, we immediately convene the elders and the eight lords, forcibly dethroning her position!"

Liu Shenggu was indulged for a moment, worried: "I am afraid... she does not do it."

San Sheng Gu said: "How difficult is this? She is Zhuoma. Is it necessary for these things to let her personally do it?"

Six holy priests looked at her unclearly: "Three holy sacs mean..."

San Shenggu always remembers the hatred of his 30th disciple being slaughtered. The scorpion’s hatred is screaming: “It’s not easy to pretend to be a few guards? This thing is on me, and several sisters are relieved. This time, I will not lose anything when I say something."

Dashenggu nodded and looked around and asked, "What about Qinghong?"

Six Saints thought: "I didn't know where I was after the earthquake."

Outside the door, a female disciple reported: "Da Shenggu, Qinghong Shijie is back!"

Grand St. Aunt: "Let her come in."

Yi Qianyin swayed in and stalked in, looking at a room of the holy aunt, eyelids jumped and jumped, so many old witches, it is no wonder that outside the door, I smelled a monster!

"Where have you been?" Dashenggu asked.

Yi Qianyin bowed his hand and said: "When I return to Master, I will go to the Ji family."

The Great St. Aunt did not care to say: "The stone building collapsed. He might have been crushed to death. He didn't have to look for him anymore. Now that there is an earthquake, he doesn't need to threaten him."

Yi Qianyin should be: "Yes, Master."

You are crushed to death! Your whole family is crushed to death!

Da Shenggu sighed: "The Three Saints want to bring people dressed as Helan's guards. I am always a little uneasy. You can go with them. You are a little unsettled, don't let her go again. What messed up."

Old and undead, actually pretend to be the guard of my sister Helan! Don't you go to heaven?

Give me a wait, see how I pack you!

Yi Qianyong solemnly should: "Master, please rest assured, I will be good to see the three divisions!"

"Yeah." Dashenggu simply explained a few words and let her go quickly.

Yi Qianyin caught up with the three saints and his entourage, and learned that it was the "assistant" sent by the Dashenggu. Sansheng’s mouth did not say anything, but his heart was a bit uncomfortable. Dashenggu was not worried about her. The manpower is not enough, but she is afraid that she will not be able to hold her breath and confuse things.

In the eyes of Da Shenggu, this younger sister is not as reliable as a junior!

Yi Qianyin looked at her dull face and smiled and said: "Uncle Shi, don't blame my master, who made you offend her old man?"

"How did I offend her?" Three Saints were not mad.

Yi Qianyin said: "You put the medicine for Xiao Zhuoma down to her. She hasn't asked you for a crime yet!"

San Sheng Gu frowned: "I didn't mean it."

Yi Qianyin said helplessly: "But my master doesn't think so."

San Sheng's eyebrows glimpsed: "She...she really doubts that I deliberately?"

Yi Qianyin smiled dizzyly.

Old and undead, let the two of you go against it!

San Sheng Gu sighed: "I followed her for so many years, she would doubt me for a little mistake?"

Yi Qianyin touched his nose: "Yeah, to be honest, this time I even think that Master is too much. Who knows the character of the third division is not the best and the most honest. You are the most engaged. Don't come to the aunt to flatter that set!"

The Three Holy Ghosts are praised as the whole person is fluttering: "Is that right? Anyone like your four divisions and uncles, will you be flattered?"

Yi Qianyin slammed the railway: "The person I admire most, except my master, is the three divisions, the three divisions are beautiful, the martial arts are good, the character is correct, and the disciples are pampered, unlike my master. It’s sending us the wind to the rain, and there’s still not a good story to finish.”

San Shenggu touched his beautiful face and smiled faintly. He said: "Your master is the one who loves the eggs and is particularly suspicious."

Yi Qianyin said with incomparable approval: "You are too right to say that you are the teacher! I sometimes hope that you are my master!"

The three saints were exaggerated and smugly smiled and said, "You came here, I originally picked you up, but your master also picked you up. I am not good at fighting with her. I will give you to her, or you will be qualified...not my self-blowing, the martial arts of a person is well taught, and it is not an absolute relationship with her own martial arts. Although my martial arts is not as good as you. Master is strong, but I have my own set of teaching disciples. If you follow me, you can be better than today."

"Isn't it, Master Shu! You said that you are not my master?" Yi Qianyin grabbed the sleeves of San Shenggu, and spoiled him.

San Shenggu can't smile: "You, this child, sweet mouth! OK, sit in my room when it's okay, I will teach you a few tricks, don't let your master know."

Yi Qianyin's eyes are bright: "You don't have to wait any longer. It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. You can teach me now!"

Three holy aunts: "Now? No, now there is business."

"Don't delay, you go and say, I listen."

The three saints have not been so exaggerated for a long time, and the object of boasting her is the chief disciple of the great saint. It is said that it is not intended to be false. If a person is proud, it is easy to forget the shape. The beauty of the three saints turns and turns. The sword was thrown to the disciple of the side, saying: "You look, I only draw once."

Yi Qianyin does not turn his eyes: "Three Masters please!"

San Sheng Gu played a beautiful palm, the whole set of palms has only three strokes, the first two moves are defense, the latter one is offensive, seemingly flexible as Liu, but in fact strong and tough, belongs to the peak of the soft.

Yi Qianyin thinks of Qiao Wei's strength, but he is surrounded by the three disciples' apprentices and has no room to fight back. It used to be the kind of palm.

"Can you learn?" asked San Sheng.

Yi Qianyin’s scorpion moved: “It’s too fast, can you play it again?”

San Shenggu took the sword and smiled: "I want to learn? Change the day."

Change the fart!

A group of people came out of the city of Tana, Yi Qianyin sat on the horse, looking at the three holy sages, the loud voice: "Three Masters, where are you going?"

San Shenggu waved his whip: "You will know soon!"

The pedestrian stopped outside a small iron shop outside the city. There was no business in the iron shop. A disciple entered the house and took out two big bags. The Yi Qianyin opened it and saw it, it was a black armor in the Tana. Only the Helan Iron Rider will wear this color of armor. Although the texture is a lot worse, the signs are different, and the islanders can be fooled.

San Shenggu glanced at Yi Qianyin: "What are you grinding? Hurry and put it on!"

On the other hand, several disciples have been dressed neatly and put on masks.

Yi Qianyin hesitated to wear a helmet and said: "Three uncles, will we not be so good? If we are caught, we will show up!"

The Three St. Aunts don't care: "How could it be caught by people? Here is the power of Helan, and we are not going to fight with the army. Who can catch us?"

Yi Qianyue hesitated: "Is it really good to kill those innocent people?"

The Three Saints put on the mask: "It is their privilege to be able to sacrifice life for the great cause of the Virgin."

I bother!

Yi Qianyin swept her cold and cold, and refused to put on armor.

Three holy aunts: "What happened to you?"

"I... my stomach hurts!" Yi Qianyin stunned his stomach and looked painful. "It seems to be eating a bad stomach. Uncle Shi and your sisters, can you wait for me? I will go to the convenience!"

San Shenggu slammed his eyebrows impatiently: "Go and go!"

"Thank you, Master Shu!"

Yi Qianyin bowed and stumbled into the iron shop.

The three saints and the group waited for a quarter of an hour, but they still did not see Yi Qianyin. They said to a disciple next to him: "You go."

"Yes!" The female disciple turned over and entered the iron shop.

Not long after, the scream of the female disciple came from the iron shop.

San Sheng’s eyebrows: "What happened?"

The other two disciples said: "Master, let's go see!"

Three holy aunts waved their hands and let the two go.

The two disciples also dismounted and went to the iron shop. This time, there was no screaming, but there was no other movement.

San Sheng's hand pressed the sabre on the waist, and there was only one last disciple beside her. The disciple wanted to find out and was stopped by her: "You are waiting here."

"Yes! Master!"

The last disciple should be down.

San Shenggu pulled out the sword and walked into the iron shop with vigilance. The boss in the shop had already fainted on the ground. She slowly walked into the backyard. In the courtyard, three female disciples squatted on the grass, unconscious. Yi Qianyin sat on the ground, leaning against the grass, with a dagger in his chest, blood stained his clothes, and his mouth spit blood.

San Shenggu stepped over and squatted down and held Yi Qianyin: "Qinghong! What happened to Qinghong?"

Yi Qianyin wowed a **** heart and raised his trembling hand, pointing behind her: "small...small...heart..."

Three holy aunts stunned, and stood up, turned and talked about the sword, but there was nothing behind her. She suddenly realized that something was wrong, and both ears moved sideways!

Yi Qianyin's dagger crossed her shoulder and crossed her clothes, drawing a blushing hole in her fair skin.

San Shenggu looked at the wound on his shoulder and looked at Yi Qianyin: "You are not Qinghong!"

The old witch, found it so soon!

Yi Qianyin did not argue with her, picking up the sword in his hand and yelling at each other!

After taking two fruits, his credit has been greatly improved, and there is no pressure on the disciples of the Temple of the Virgin, but he still underestimated the strength of the sages. The martial arts of the Three Saints are twice as strong as those of Qinghong. How will Yi Qiany be her opponent?

After a dozen strokes, Yi Qianyin gradually became unable to stand up.

San Shenggu sneered: "I can hold so many tricks in my hands, you are a bit of a skill! If you are willing to surrender me, I can consider leaving you a life."

"Dream, go! Old devil!" Yi Qianyin restored his voice, lost the sword, and showed his palms. The three holy priests stunned his moves, and they blinked slightly. "Bad boy, you learned." ?"

"Yeah, do you want to come to teach Master!"

"watch out!"

The three holy aunts held the sword and Yi Qianyin smashed the past. Yi Qianyin’s arm was like a climbing vine, entangled her arm.

The three holy priests couldn’t move. "Kids, the savvy is quite high!"

Yi Qian hit a palm and hit her chest.

She was beaten back a few steps. These three tricks were her own self-study. She taught her disciples. The talented and talented March can be practiced. The three years of ignorance can’t be done. This boy only saw it. Once, but able to knock her back, it is a good seed!

Unfortunately, such a good seed can not be used for her, it can only kill!

San Sheng Gu also lost his sword: "The kid, this set of palms actually has a total of nine strokes, I only taught you three strokes, the last six strokes you have not learned yet."

Yi Qianyin bites his teeth: "I know that you are not so generous!"

San Sheng Gu Yi Qian Qian attacked over, Yi Qianyin's first three strokes used one time, barely supported two rounds, but the third round began, they are all he could not stop the move.

Three holy aunts took a palm on the shoulder of Yi Qianyin. Yi Qianyin was photographed all the time. He was kneeling on the water tank behind him. The water tank was broken. He fell on the cracked porcelain and the back. There was a lot of pain.

"Not finished yet, kid." San Shenggu sneered, and it was a palm to Yi Qianyin.

Yi Qianyin turned over and rolled, and the palm of the hand fell on the original place. The ground was blasted out of a big pit. Yi Qianyin was dumbfounded and had a powerful hand!

Three holy aunts ridiculed: "Is it scared to be a kid? This is the sixth move. The next three moves, one stroke is better than one. You don't want to learn? Come, Saints teach you!"

Old witch! Wugong is so good! It’s too much!

Can't beat, can't I run?

Yi Qianyin grabbed the painful shoulder and stood up. The three holy aunts seemed to guess what he wanted to do. He jumped in front of him and took a palm to his chest!

Like a broken kite, the whole man flew out of the place, hit the wall, and the wall collapsed. He was buried under the rubble, coughing violently, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Three holy priests walked step by step.

Yi Qiany coughed and opened the bricks on his body: "You old lady, no wonder nobody wants..."

"Let me again, I will tear your mouth first!"

"Old witch! Old witch! Old witch..."

Three holy aunts were angry and grabbed Yi Qianyin.

The heart of Yi Qianyin has stopped jumping, and the huge internal force will fly him again.

However, this time, the imaginary pain did not come, he fell into a fragrant embrace.

The three holy sages changed: "Helan dumped?"

He Lan leaned on Yi Qianyin and fell from the air. He sat on the back of the fire phoenix. Yi Qianyin was lying in the arms of He Lan. He felt that he was dreaming: "Helan sister."

He Lan looked at him: "I am, is she who made you like this?"

Yi Qianyin’s grievance nodded: “It hurts...”

Helan looked down at the three holy priests. The eyes were not like watching a living person. It was like watching an ant.

San Shenggu’s heart is a hop, and he can’t help but retreat.

Helan red lips evoked: "I want to escape, three holy aunt."

Three Holy Ghosts: "You...you pretend to be disciples of the Temple of the Holy Virgin, this is a death sin!"

"You can go back and tell me the story...say."

"You...you don't want to be too much! I warn you, I have not offended you this time! It is his disciple who pretends to be the temple of the Holy Lady. I will punish him for his righteousness! If you dare to kill me, you will be sinned. of!"

"Noisy."

Helan put on his gloves and took the spear from the accompanying iron rider.

The three holy priests were scared when they saw the cold spear.

"stop!"

The voice of the great saint appeared at the entrance.

The great saint rushed in with his disciples, and along with her were several elders of the elders and the lords of the island.

Da Shenggu’s heartache was the first: “Elder elders, dear owners, you have all seen each other. Her Helan is leaning against the people who pretend to be the disciples of the temple, first killing my three disciples, and then attempting to kill the three saints. After that, she is not a big disrespect to the temple of the Virgin, she is simply killing people!"

The elders looked disappointedly at Helan.

The elders said sadly: "Zhuoma... Why are you doing this? Do you know that even if there is an earthquake, we have never thought of giving up on you and Xiao Zhuoma, but your current practice is true. It’s too chilling, and our Tamar’s Zhuoma shouldn’t be like this.”

The Senna family is also poor.

Zhuoma can be willful, but Zhuoma can't kill people. This time, she really is too much.

"It’s my idea not to worry about my mother!"

Qiao Wei came over from the crowd.

Today's business is also a coincidence. The Grand Saint is not assured of the three saints and his party, so he secretly finds people to follow them, and Yi Qianyin has left a mark along the way when he left, and the two sides have been so surprised.

The Great Saint was originally intended to bring the lords and elders to witness the atrocities of "Helan Iron Riding". I did not expect to capture the current situation with He Lan and Yi Qianyin.

The elders look intricately to Qiao Wei: "Do you admit your crimes?"

Qiao Wei said: "I did it. Yi Qianyin is my men. My mother doesn't know. This matter has nothing to do with my mother. If you want to ask sin, ask me!"

The elders raised their hands: "Come, take Xiao Zhuoma!"

When the guards of the elders were just out, Helan Iron and the rider pointed the spears at them, and the guards were scared.

Da Sheng Gu cold channel: "Zhuoma, what do you mean?"

He Lan leaned on the fire phoenix and slowly walked over to Qiao Wei's body. He couldn't see everyone at once: "I want to move my son and daughter and step on it from the body of Lao Tzu."

The guards were scared to go back a few steps.

Da Shenggu squeezed the reins, and the sound was as cold as the ice road: "The disciples of the temple of the goddess listened to the orders, and took the little Zhuoma, the offender, hehe!"

"Master! Master! The source has been found!" A female disciple came to the wind.

Everyone looked at the female disciple.

The great sage pressed down the fire and asked in a constant tone: "Where?"

The female disciple panted: "In the town of the South Island!"

The poor town in the South Island is a place that has been forgotten by the true God. Its ancestors are exiled sin slaves. Nowadays, the blood of sin slaves is also in the bones of the inhabitants. It is really reasonable to choose the disaster to be in such a place. It is.

Because of poverty, they are all thatched houses. They are not strong. When the earthquake occurred, the houses fell. However, due to the time of noon, most of the islanders were on their way home, so they escaped.

But there are also buried under the rubble, waiting for rescue.

The elders said: "The little Zhuoma's matter will be discussed later, saving people, and asking Zhuoma to bring your people and go to the town with us."

He Lan had no objection. Helan told Qiao Wei to take Yi Qianyin back. Qiao Wei shook his head: "I am a doctor, I will go with you."

Helan thought of the reaction of the stupid islanders, and could not help but feel some distressed daughter: "I will be..."

Qiao Wei nodded: "I know."

However, knowing it is one thing, personal experience is another matter.

The once-small town has become a ruin, sitting on the roadside homeless victims, crying.

The elders told the guards to distribute the food to the victims. The people were hungry for a while, and they were immersed in the pain of losing their homeland. There was no appetite at all.

The disciples of the Virgin Mary walked into the crowd, and everyone leaned over and wanted to seek a solace from the true God.

Qiao Wei took the medicinal herbs supplied halfway, and went to a pair of injured mother and child, all of which were slightly bruised. The mother injured the forehead and the child’s injured palm.

Qiao Wei opened the box, took out the medicine, and began to bandage the wound.

Suddenly, the child recognized Qiao Wei: "Little Zhuoma!"

Xibei goods had been treated in the town with Qiao Wei's face, so many people still recognize her appearance.

The child did not shout, but this shouted, everyone looked at Qiao Wei.

They all heard about the sacrifices. Xiao Zhuoma is a child who is not accepted by the true God. It is because she has caused this disaster. It is because she has caused them to be displaced. It is her that they are all bruised and bruised. It is her, all of them. is her!

The mother grabbed the child and looked at Qiao Wei with fear.

Qiao Wei went to her and she hid behind.

Qiao Wei looked at her and said: "Your wound needs to be treated, and it will be inflamed without treatment."

The mother ran away with her child and ran around the disciple of the Virgin Mary, as if she could protect her and her children as long as she was a disciple of the Virgin.

Qiao Wei shook her head and turned to another young man sitting against the wall. The young man seemed to have hurt his leg. He was too stiff to move. He knew that Qiao Wei was coming to him. He looked like a ghost, even rolling. Climb the ground and move forward.

He Lan poured his hand up: "The daughter of Lao Tzu wants to cure you, sit down for Lao Tzu!" She swept away, "And you! All sit down! Otherwise I will cut you now!"

The wounded who had just escaped two steps, and squatted back to the original place.

Helan dumped this great demon, and no one dared to act rashly, and honestly let Qiao Wei heal.

An iron rider and Helan said something, and Helan leaned over the horse.

As soon as she left, the wounded who were waiting for treatment went away collectively!

More and more people gathered around the disciples of the Temple of the Virgin, and Qiao Wei was like a god, no one dared to approach her.

Qiao Wei packed up the box.

A jade-like arm stretched over.

Qiao Wei looked at the owner of the arm. It was a middle-aged woman who was thirty or forty years old. If she remembered correctly, the other party was the owner of the tavern.

Feng Si Niang said: "It hurts a lot, what is it to see?"

"I am not afraid that I am a god?" Qiao Wei asked.

Feng Si Niang sneered a sneer: "Who is this place not a god?"

Qiao Wei smiled and opened the box. Feng Si Niang took off her. Qiao Wei took her up, rubbed some medicinal wine, wrapped it in gauze, and hung her right arm around her neck.

"Is it so ugly?" Feng Si Niang complained.

Qiao Wei smiled and said: "You can also change it into a red cloth."

Feng Si Niang licked her mouth.

“Is it true that God is blaming us?” On the other hand, a woman asked the Grand St.

Da Sheng Gu and Yan Yue said: "I can only say that the earthquake is not manpower, only the true God has such a great power."

The woman cried: "It really is the true God who has sinned! How did the woman stay on our island? Let her go out!"

Another woman said: "Yes! Go out!"

The daring young man rushed to the front of Qiao Wei, and screamed: "You go! We don't welcome you here! You go!"

A group of people gathered around, and all of them were shouting that Qiao Wei left.

Rumble!

Another loud noise, the earth shook.

Someone pointed at Qiao Wei and shouted in horror: "It’s another earthquake! Let her go out! It’s her! The earthquake is over! When she comes, the earthquake is coming! Let her go!”

Rumble!

Another loud noise, everyone was shocked and fell to the ground.

Not far from the house, it was torn apart, and something slowly rose up – spires, stones, eaves, stone walls, stone pillars...

That is a stone building!

Qiao Wei looked at the stone building that broke out of the ground with amazement. The stone building is still rising slowly, one layer... two layers... two layers...

"Gathering the Star House!" The Great Elders called!

Picking up the Star House, also known as the Star Temple, the last priest in the rumor.

The real temple of the Tana is born!

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I deleted the off topic, sorry, I should not bring my emotions to everyone.