Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong were not old in the illusion called memory, but in Zunyu Village, the crescent moon was only climbing to the tip of the treetops.

"Oh, damn it," Zhu Mengtian suddenly avoided a claw that scratched him, "had agile and flexible posture," and threw a villager who bumped into him and grabbed Ding Youlan, who was ten centimeters away from his safety range. "A living doll, I really need someone to find someone to modify the definition of the word "doll" in the language of the whole world!"

Ding Youlan, staring at his handheld computer, was calculating something, blinking, "I can invade the database to help you..."

"Enough..." Zhu Mengtian covered his face in a collapsed state - after confirming that there was nothing strange to lean over for the moment - moaned: "Only at this time, I feel that even Assistant Lin is cute." Minister and Assistant Lin quickly quiet the world!

Not far from them, Fei Rong, who was fighting happily but no one supervised, took the posture of Bruce Lee, screaming and throwing the villagers of Zunyu Village running out of the circle they were drawn into. She also felt that she had the style of a martial arts master. Cheng Xiaodai, who was divided into a group with her, couldn't bear to look at her. Because he was now in a beast-shaped figure with four legs and hands-turned her face to say that she didn't know her. She swept her tail excitedly, and swept down the villagers who were hitting him one after another with an invincible attitude, which looked like...uh, bowling.

"Before confirming whether they are in the supernatural community's creature protection method," E Jing's face was white and swollen, picking up Di Bingqiao, who was sharpening the knife on the heart of Xiao Jiaohua, a lying down villager, and "You can't just give them a chest opening surgery."

"But," Di Bingqiao put on a serious face of a master of medical skills, "He hit the ground just now, and I suspect he would bleeding internally."

E Jingbai: "..." Please summon the minister and Assistant Lin!

Zhu Mengtian, who looked at E Jingbai, said: "..." Please summon the minister and Assistant Lin!

——It wouldn’t be surprising if the field team of the General Office was destroyed one day, and this must not be because they met a divine opponent comparable to Fuxi and Nuwa, but because they had a group of pig teammates who were dragging their legs to the ground without anyone suppression!

"It's still twenty meters away from the target location," Ding Youlan said to the headset, "Is it difficult to change the team to a single shape and enter the gate in batches?"

"It's not difficult," Fei Rong jumped up the steps in two steps in three steps, and directly removed the half-closed wooden building door, laughed twice, "I can kick them in one by one and kick them in the butt!" See if they dared to have the idea of ​​the field team of the General Office!

"I should be more than the only one who doubts that there are any unknown taboos in the food Erbo gave us?" Zhu Mengtian, who was "tidying up" the formation, glanced at Fei Rong who was overly excited.

"...I think they were a little over-anxious and rebounded," although E Jingbai wanted to complain, but in the end he decided to give his colleagues some face. "The minister and Assistant Lin are gone." Even he had to admit that even though Feng Rong had let go for a long time in the past few months, they still seemed extremely insecure without the command of the minister. It was not that they were inadequate, but Feng Rong was similar to the Dinghai Shen Needle for them. Even if he was a mascot, it would be very reassuring, otherwise there would be no big misunderstanding in the job adjustment before.

"Talking about Erbo," Di Bingqiao pretended not to hear the discussion between the two of them. "We didn't scare him out of such a big noise along the way, so he could not come out or he was intentional."

"So?" He swept his tail and used bowling to sweep the dolls who had not recovered their minds even if they were beaten. This was after they compared the buildings in the whole village and came to the conclusion that this was the most suitable place to be locked up. "Either Erbo was a cannon fodder that was killed without saying a word, or a hidden boss?"

"What about Kong Ling?" Fei Rong, who was about to play, finally came to join their discussion. "In theory, he is a bad guy and has a higher monster rate."

"But the plot of the novel is generally the more innocent the person is, the worse the..." Ding Youlan said weakly, "I analyzed it. The story that Mr. Yori told us was loopholes. After all, God is God. He has ruled the country for so many years. It is impossible for him to suddenly face a situation of betrayal of all relatives, unless someone is adding fuel to the fire."

But no matter how many people are adding fuel to the fire, Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong are sure that Kong Ling must be included.

In the country, as the Son of God became more silent and in a deeper and more concise way, the chaos among the people of the Son of God became more and more intense. People seemed to conclude that the Son of God was guilty, and what rose was the dizzy rebellious heart. It seemed that they had completely forgotten that this was the gods who had blessed them for generations. Kong Ling was angry when he saw it, but the Son of God didn't say anything, and he could only move his hands and feet on his back, throwing a few people into the dense forest from time to time to warn others. This also became one of the reasons for the further intensification of the relationship between the two sides.

But in the end, what overwhelmed everyone's psychological defense was the plague that suddenly spread out due to the rainy season of Zun Ou. The infectious disease came in full force, and the Son of God had not had time to do anything, and the swollen floating corpse floated away in the water. The scene was terrifying and sad, and the dolls were naturally safe and sound. By comparison, the people of Zun Ou were angry. They had long been studying how to move the doll's limbs to themselves. Even if they could not live forever, at least they were free from illness or disaster. However, the Son of God did not want them to become like a half-human and half-ghost. The lives of mortals had become more colorful because of birth, old age, sickness and death. They had fallen before because of relying on the dolls. How could the Son of God push them further into the abyss.

But in the face of life and death, faith and reason have become insignificant. The people threatened by the plague resent the Son of God while coveting the existing doll's body. Those dolls with wisdom have developed an independent and hostile heart. Many people who realize the danger and fled to form a group on their own. All parts of the kingdom responded to the banner of slaughtering the Son of God Wuxin. In modern times, it is a complete demonstration. I don't know what has become the fuse. Finally, the Son of God thought.

While studying the source of the plague and the treatment, a civilian rushed on him with red eyes and left five blood marks on him with his fingernails. The blood light not only tore through the precarious balance line between the three parties, but also completely ignited Kong Ling's anger. He pulled the Son of God back to the Fengshen Platform, but made a killing gesture behind him, allowing the confidant army to slaughter everyone present. The Son of God was originally anxious to comfort him because of his violent shock and anger, and then he was stunned in the sudden dispersed blood.

It was raining at that time, with the sound of water clattering, mixed with the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and sharp weapons cutting through the flesh and blood. He was determined to stop letting Kong Ling pull him forward. When he turned around, he saw the last civilian's neck splashing with blood. He just watched his people fall on the muddy land, scarlet blood mixed in the rain, spreading out a gorgeous water dragon of different sizes. The sword-holding soldiers stood coldly beside the corpse, which was less emotional than the doll that could not speak or move.

"Ah Ling..." Maybe it was because the rain was too loud and the Son of God could hardly hear his own voice, "Do you know, what are you doing?"

When the Son of God stopped, Kong Ling was walking forward. Even if he was grabbed by him, the distance between the two people was widened. The bamboo bone umbrella could not cover the two people. Half of Kong Ling's body was exposed to the cold of the rainy season. Her long black hair and robe looked wet in the blink of an eye. He still didn't realize it. His eyes were patrolling the corpses all over the ground, falling back to the five distinct scratches reflected by the exposed skin of his neck. Then he smiled, his curved mouth curled up, and was so sharp that it was about to pierce the thin cheek. "I don't know... I only know that I was born to protect you."

——When you are betrayed by the whole world, you are only willing to stay by your side and protect you.

His feelings were too naked, his language was too straightforward, and his obsession was too deep. All the surprise, anger, and unbelievable emotions of the Son of God were thrown into the sky like dust and fell on the ground powerlessly, leaving only a blank space. The Son of God asked him with a blank expression: "Does the entire Zunpiao Kingdom abandon me, and you will destroy the entire Zunpiao Kingdom?"

"This is your country of honor. If you are born, you will be born. If you die, you will be with you. If you are said, this is your responsibility." Kong Ling's smile gradually expanded, and she smiled and looked at it carefully, and even seemed a little distorted. "I will always stand on your side... Son of God, no matter what, I will be as you wish."

——As long as you think, think, expect, and have everything you have, you will not be able to take it away.

The Son of God looked at the rushing rain and kissed Kong Ling's cheek, dizzying his smile, making his face unfamiliar and indescribable... He suddenly felt his whole body suddenly become cold, as if all the water dripping on Kong Ling's body was moved to him, "Ah Ling..." He recited his name, as if he was reciting something that had already slipped away from his hand without clenching it tightly, "Do you really know what I want?"

"I just need to give you all this," Kong Ling raised her chin slightly, which was a proud and stubborn attitude. "I already have this ability, give you everything I can, and give you everything you want, just reach out and grab it."

The Son of God paused, as if he was tired of temptation and persuasion between this man who had never been too close to him. His eyelids fell down as hard as they could not bear it, and a drop of water splashed on his eyelashes slammed and shattered. When he opened his eyes again, only the helplessness of tiredness remained in his eyes, and the stubborn but sad brilliance in Kong Ling's eyes were reflected. They looked at each other, but they also understood that there was an invisible crack that had been cracked between them and could not be compensated.

It is useless to say more, and the Son of God only said slowly: "I just need to stay by my side and do nothing."

Kong Ling was silent and didn't say anything. Her sharpness was completely dispersed by the cold rain. The next moment he suddenly shouted: "Minister!"
Chapter completed!