(PS: The best chapter title in a book is used to celebrate the Qixi Festival. This woman's festival allows them to explore the historical connotation of the festival by themselves. Male compatriots should read novels at home. But don't forget to vote for the gods when reading novels...)

Wang Xiaofeng was just talking about the rise, and he wanted to describe how he would use some luck to kill the prison war madman with abscess and oily feet, but he heard the Holy Light judge say:

"The Holy Maiden of Light is a symbol of the Holy See. You must not cause any damage. It is too dangerous to put the Holy Maiden in a dangerous place."

"Uh..." Wang Xiaofeng was depressed. He wanted to ask Amy for his merits, so he focused on describing the injury of the Saint of Light, but he did not expect to be criticized by the old man. The elders around him also said that these people were making trouble, and Wang Xiaofeng quickly explained that Amy's mentor was not seriously injured. They also prepared enough experts to respond and would not fight unprepared battles.

After finally revealing this page, Wang Xiaofeng continued to talk carefully, but he never dared to mention the plot of Amy's injury or nearly dead.

"... The prison war madman shouted noble blood and swallowed the prince's prince in one bite. At this time, a flash of inspiration in my mind directly placed the Holy Bone Burning Flame on the prince's corpse, allowing him to die gloriously, and also making his death meaningful and valuable. The Holy Bone Burning Flame can only burn the corpse. In other words, the Holy Bone Burning Flame is fueled by the corpse. Although the flame cannot ignite living things, it can burn all tangible and intangible things."

As soon as Wang Xiaofeng's words fell, the entire venue suddenly buzzed, and the use of the Holy Flame of Burning Bone was launched. However, most of them had only heard of this Holy Light Magic, and only a few people were there to master it.

"So that's it," the Holy Light Prisoner nodded and smiled suddenly, "This is not a little luck, but the manifestation of your wisdom and courage. If you kill Othemma, the ruling institute will probably give you the right reward, but I have a question to ask you."

"Shenma? Please tell me."

"Is Othemma a man or a woman?" The old man suddenly asked this question that was not to find any margins, which made Wang Xiaofeng, who had prepared all kinds of information, almost flashed his waist.

"Female!" Wang Xiaofeng replied calmly. After all, when Othemma died, he had noticed what structure her body was without looking for. However, Wang Xiaofeng was quite uncomfortable after seeing an extremely old corpse. "What did you do if you ask me?"

"It's nothing, it's just some doubts from that time." The ruling smiled and shook his head, looking at Wang Xiaofeng nodded, "Suifeng, do you have anything or your point of view now?"

"Yes." Wang Xiaofeng nodded to the old man and bowed, and took another step forward, closer to the center. He sorted out his original ideas in his heart. It was not his personality to have a task but not to do it. It was already good to have a 30% chance of success. "As I said just now, my point of view is that he does not support sending troops to the dark camp, whether it is focused on pacifying the undead sky in the south."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few elders at the venue wanted to start the debate. Wang Xiaofeng raised his hands, and his calm aura gradually calmed down these people. What he had to do was to express his views in one go. Whether these people accepted or not, they would never let these old guys ask questions one by one.

"I don't know if you have the right to get in touch with the secrets of the Holy See, and how you view the three battles of light and darkness, but I think the Lord Judgmenter should know what I'm going to say next."

Seeing the ruling nodding slightly, Wang Xiaofeng felt certain and continued: "As far as I learned from Teacher Hu En, the Holy See has the strength to razor the dark camp to the ground. It can be seen that the Holy See did not take full advantage of the battle between light and darkness, but retained its strength for the dark camp."

Wang Xiaofeng's words fell into the ears of the elders of the war faction, which was indescribable. After all, many people were questioning the strength of both sides just now. But Wang Xiaofeng's words changed the faces of these people, "Then let me ask, why did the third battle of light and darkness not remove the dark camp, but still allowed him to occupy the land on the other side of the abyss?"

"Is it natural danger that blocked the way to march? Or who blocked the light that shined? I think you know the answer in your mind. Is it meaningful to discuss the fourth battle of light and darkness here now?"

"That's different! The situation is completely different from that time. The devil is about to invade, so we can no longer have the kindness of a woman!"

"Woman's kindness? Just change the word," Wang Xiaofeng snorted coldly, "It would be better to be numb and insensitive! This elder, how many truths do you know about the second battle of light and darkness, how many inside information about the first battle of light and darkness? Do you know the dark camp that is clamoring to eliminate here, which was the main combat power of resisting the rule of the demon and driving the demon out of the Dawn Continent!"

“Nonsense…”

"I'm talking nonsense?" Wang Xiaofeng pointed directly at the elder who stood up and scolded him angrily, and said hatefully: "That saint is talking nonsense too? I have visited the territory of ancient elves and saw the elves ancient tree ranked first among the twelve saints. It is the first life in the world to pursue the holy light. So he is also talking nonsense? Are you considered an insult to the saint and questioning the authority of the saint?"

"The First Saint? The Elf Ancient Tree?" The group of people sitting on the seat looked at each other, which made Wang Xiaofeng slapped his forehead. These were old bastards who had been brainwashed by the Holy See for many years, but they didn't even understand the basic situation of the Saint.

Yes, if he only knows the Pope but not the other saints, if it weren't for the promotion of Saint Hu'en, it might be cleared soon. Wang Xiaofeng's depressed heart was really wanted to sort out these history into a book at this time. He, a dad who plays games, knows so much more about these indigenous people, how can he feel?

Old Hu En also told him not to talk everywhere, but he could also see that the old man concealed these histories from the Holy See. After all, the faith in Light must maintain his purity and authority.

"If I say too much, you may suffer some surprises and setbacks. You should understand what I mean." Wang Xiaofeng is purely a fool now, but it seems to be a good result. "If you want to pursue the truth of history, find more books in the library. Reading can make people wise and progress, and being self-confidence can only be a matter of ancient times."

"Oh," the ruling sighed with his hands behind his back, but nodded to Wang Xiaofeng. Once the seeds of doubt are planted, the effect may be much better than Wang Xiaofeng's direct long narrative. But how much historical truth does the library's books have? Not only can the Emperor Huang do it by burning books and burying scholars.

"I have fished in the long river of time and witnessed the truth of history," Wang Xiaofeng continued, "So today I stand here and say that the dark camp does not represent darkness, they are just chaos. And the other level of chaos is the freedom of disorder. Or these long years have caused us to have all kinds of hatred, but this is always the internal contradiction of the Dawn Continent. Invasion of the demons, it is not the Holy See of Light, but the Dawn Continent."

"We have a common enemy and a common goal. Even if we cannot unite, we can fight each other. Why don't we do it without the dark camp holding half of the army of the Demon Legion?"

An elder who was close to the inside asked: "Then how do you guarantee that the dark camp will not fall to the hell demon?"

"If the dark camp will fall to the hell demon, then why half of the apocalypse who summoned the gods to fight against the hell demon will appear in the dark camp?" Wang Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "You have never considered this, nor have you ever thought about it seriously. The invasion of the demon has put too much pressure on you, but this does not mean that we will be self-disturbing and destroying the Great Wall."

"That's all, if you still insist on starting a war with the dark camp, then I have nothing to say." Wang Xiaofeng owed to the ruling and walked towards Elder Yat, "The deputy commander of the Demon Legion has appeared in Guvalland, Moshi City. I don't know if the next appearance will become a built-in Demon Legion."

"The initiative in the battle with the demon is not in our hands. As the losers of the first battle of light and darkness, the demon will only take advantage of the situation and will not wait for us to make complete preparations."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Xiaofeng had already walked back to his actions. Yat secretly raised a thumb, Wang Xiaofeng nodded calmly, sat on the seat and felt weak.

"I announce the result of this discussion," the Holy Light Prisoner looked around, and these elders of Light were immersed in Wang Xiaofeng's speech just now, and there was no initial quarrel at this moment.

"The proposal to send troops to the dark camp is rejected, and the army is dispatched to clear the southern undead sky."

bite!
Chapter completed!