"Next." The Archbishop's majestic voice came. Long Ming turned his head and found that it was the woman in front of Oreo who had left. It was Oreo's turn at this moment.

The Archbishop was wearing a white priest robe today, shining in the sun, and his whole body seemed to be filled with light. His white hair was meticulously combed backwards, lowering his head and writing something. The little priest Adam fanned behind him, just as he was just opposite Long Ming's sight, and he smiled a little shyly.

"Who is the next one?" The Archbishop raised his head, and the remaining white beard on his chin was exposed, with a little bit of cuteness in his seriousness, and Long Ming couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, it turns out to be Oreo." The Archbishop put his hand on his abdomen and looked at Oreo. His old voice was kind and kind: "Do you have any worries to talk to the God of Light?"

Oreo shook his head: "Sir, I don't." He is very happy now.

"Okay." The Archbishop regretfully put the notebook together, glanced at the priest Alan who was still crowded around him, and habitually touched his beard, sighed: "Preface is to be dusty after all, so why bother making noise for that little beauty? It's better to read more doctrines of the Temple of Light to enrich your heart."

"You are right, Archbishop, we are all the same before the God of Light." Priest Alan sincerely accepted the archbishop's preaching. He was blonde and blue-eyed, and was very handsome, just like the Son of Light in the Godly Book of God's scriptures, modest and peaceful, and polite.

Long Ming carefully compared the Archbishop's face with Oreo's face that was better than Chunhua's face reflected by the garland, and felt that the Archbishop was telling lies.

Can face and face be the same? He sees Oreo can drink an extra bottle of milk! Have a meal!

"Let's go, let's buy a bottle for later use." Gru saw the little guy find Oreo, and looked around. There were no decent shops nearby.

Oreo thought for a moment and touched the fat baby's tail: "No need to buy a bottle, I will make one for the good baby with the glass stone. It will be done in a few days."

"That's fine." Gru thought carefully and thought it was OK. His family made it safe and beautiful. Maybe he could also inlaid a few shiny gems that the cubs liked.

Carlo looked at the little dragon worshiping the mermaid, thinking about something.

"By the way, Oreo, is that purification ceremony over?" Long Ming looked at the pool not far away and found that it was nothing like before. The pool water was clear and the water was rippling, reflecting the beautiful shadow of the goddess of life.

"Not yet, the soul of the water placed by Priest Alan in the water is not good to take it out in public, and he is ready to wait until the city people receive the blessing and leave before taking it. The Archbishop is quite enthusiastic about spreading the doctrine of light, and he doesn't care to wait for a while." Oreo's silver eyes were always smiling, and it could be seen that he was in a good mood.

"O." Long Ming looked around and felt nothing was wrong, so he patted Carlo on the shoulder and stretched his calf down: "Carlo, I want to go down."

Carlo put the cub down and stared at the cute short and fat tail exposed under the cloak.

Gru bought some flower cakes not far away, handed them to the fat little boy standing on the ground, and asked curiously: "Why did you get down?"

"It's not good to hold it often." Long Ming said so, but looking at the tall "giants" around him, he still felt subtle disgusted with the height of his cubs. When will he grow up? His weight has felt a little heavier recently, but he felt that his height has not grown at all.

Long Ming took a bite of the soft and glutinous, fragrant and sweet flower cake, which was particularly sad.

Oreo looked at the crowd gathered around Priest Alan, thought for a while, bought a flower vine from the old flower farmer next to him, walked to the little guy, squatted down, put the flower vine in his claws, and held another one.

Long Ming tilted his head and looked at the mermaid. What is Oreo going to do?

Oreo's smile remained unchanged: "Do you want to go to the city lord?"

Keeping the cub curious, it is best to lead him to explore unknown mysteries is a great way to increase feelings, which Oreo saw in the book last night.

"Well, okay." It's okay anyway, and what will happen to the city lord in the end makes Long Ming very curious. Will the Goddess of Life really take back the life of her most loyal believer?

Oreo was holding the flower vine, and the other end was a small and fat cub wearing a cloak, and the cubs would also walk over the road he had walked.

When he arrived at the city lord, it was indeed much cleaner. Long Ming looked at the ground full of flowers and followed Oreo to a distance from the platform.

Almonley waved his hand and asked the guard to invite them up.

The steps were not high, but it was also a big challenge for Long Ming's short legs. Just as he was about to seek help, Oreo suddenly picked him up.

"Okay, let's go." Oreo held the cub to his arm with a constant expression, and moved the garland in his claws to his hand.

When he got closer, Long Ming discovered that the pattern on the lord's neck had spread to the tips of his wrists and fingers, making it look even more colorful under the scorching sun.

Oreo sat in a soft chair, put the fat baby on the chair next to him, and cast a solid spell on the chair.

As time passed, the girls gradually left, only a few were still around Master Alan, and there was not one on the Archbishop. He squinted his eyes and looked at the God of Light in his hand, and said something to the little Master from time to time.

Long Ming looked at it for a while but couldn't help but look at the city lord.

Almonli felt the gaze, and waved his hand to let the guard down, then drank a glass of wine, and looked at the cub with dark brown eyes. His mask was carved with complex and exquisite flower patterns, and he looked like he was alive in a trance.

"Little guy, you've been watching me all the time. Do you want to drink it too?" Almonli pushed the bottle in the direction of Longming with his right hand.

Before Long Ming could answer, Oreo's voice rang.

"The cub is still young and can't drink." Oreo seriously rejected the city lord's kindness.

After hearing this, Almonli poured himself another cup, and the light pink wine dyed his light lips, like a flower bud that bloomed in the early spring season.

"Master Lord, the patterns on your body are growing." Long Ming observed for a while and finally said it.

"Ah, I know." Almonli poured another glass of wine indifferently: "Since yesterday, the pattern has intensified."

"Maybe I will die tomorrow, my soul may fall to the Abyss Demon Realm, or the goddess's inscription will burn my soul to the end without leaving any trace, but these two endings are no different for me." Almonli's voice was very calm.

Long Ming silently ate a bite of the flower cake, not very understanding of these feelings and love.

As the last city people left, the guards consciously surrounded the pool. Long Ming saw Priest Alan and Archbishop walking to the Spring of Faith.

Priest Alan closed his eyes and recited silently, his fingertips emitted a soft white light, and the water waves quickly gushed in the pool. Not long after, an invisible object slowly emerged from the water. The water spirit, which looked very similar to the goddess's face, swam to the edge of the pool, and then turned into a white light and entered the priest's sleeve.

Without the purification of the soul of water, the water in the pool immediately became dirty.

The Archbishop took a step forward, and his old face suddenly became solemn, and his slightly cloudy eyes were extremely sharp at this moment, and the white priest robe was windless.

"The divine light of light is eternal in the sky and earth, dispelling darkness and purifying all evil and filth."

"Purification technique, forgiveness!"

With the last sound ending, the extremely holy white light instantly filled the pool. The few rays of abyss demonic energy at the bottom of the pool soon melted under the white light like sunlight and white snow.

The water surface became clearer, and a breeze blew, and a few petals fell on the water surface. At some point, the hymn of life sounded again.

Huh, it seems that this time it was really solved, Long Ming was relieved.

Almonley stepped down and bent down to Priest Allen and Archbishop to thank him: "Thank you for your selfless help in the Temple of Light."

The Archbishop's beard blew up and turned into the ordinary old man again: "The demonic energy of the abyss has been solved, but your affairs have not been solved yet."

"You are now lost and can still be saved." The Archbishop touched his scarce beard and warned: "Now, you have not lost your life, which means that the goddess of life is still kind."

Long Ming sat on Oreo's arms and walked downstairs, and saw the city lord taking off his mask.

The silver pattern on his forehead was gradually covered by the spreading vines. His pale cheeks and ears were covered with gorgeous patterns. Only a pair of dark brown eyes were as usual, with Long Ming's familiar paranoia and strong joy.

"I grew up in Satoye, who was protected by the goddess of the goddess. After my parents passed away, I often chatted with the goddess of life who was alone in the Fountain of Faith. When it rained, I would pray to the goddess. In winter, I would give the goddess my own bouquet so that she would not be too lonely."

"Because I often have a feeling." Almonli looked up at the statue of the Goddess of Life and murmured to himself: "I feel my faith is looking at me."

"On the day I was elected as the city lord, the light of the goddess of life was very strong, and that was the happiest time of my life."

The Archbishop looked at the young city lord who was suffering from hysteria and had a headache. Many believers had one big or small problem, that is, they always felt that they were loved by their own gods, but in fact, no one was.

"I know you think I'm crazy." Almonlihu laughed: "But, I actually met the goddess of life that day."

"The first article of the doctrine of faith says that you should not have selfish thoughts about God, which is a taboo for believers."

"But I think it would be a very sad thing for a believer to have not truly loved his gods in his short life."

The Archbishop moved his mouth, feeling that he could not say anything about Almonli, and his beard was so angry that he jumped: "You are a fallacy."

Almonli put the mask on again. Long Ming saw that there were strange flower patterns on the tips of his ears. He always felt that next time he vomited blood, Almonli might spit out flowers. After all, he was surrounded by bright patterns.

"After I die, the next time Satoye's city lord will be in Priest Alan." Almonley said to Priest Alan who had been silent, with a hoarse smile on his voice: "Now, I'm going back to paint a beautiful new dress for the Goddess of Life."

The Archbishop looked at the back of the departing city lord and suddenly looked at the Priest Alan, his beard was trembling with anger: "Alan, can't you learn from that great rebellious believer?"

Priest Allen nodded: "You are right, Lord Bishop."

After the Archbishop also left, Long Ming looked at Priest Alan and sighed, "What a pity, after all, he is the most devout believer of the Goddess of Life."

Long Ming shook his tail and whispered: "It may not be possible, what if what the city lord said is true?"

Priest Alan pondered for a moment, not wanting to make the surroundings so serious, and he made a joke: "If Lord Almonry survives, I believe that the goddess is favored by him."

At night, Long Ming was lying on his shiny bed, thinking about what happened during the day.

The fire elf Selia flew to her good friend, looked at his serious expression of thinking, and asked: "Good baby, what are you thinking?"

Long Ming shook his tail, held his claws and looked at Selia playing on his tail. His golden eyes flashed with a hint of confusion: "I'm thinking, is there really a god in this world?"

"Of course." Selia answered his good friend without any doubt: "I am the people of Vulcan Via. I can feel the continuous power of faith among the believers of Vulcan, which will make my flame more vigorous."

Long Ming was a little depressed when he heard this. He lay on the gold coins, his claws tugging with emeralds, pink pearls, and a large pile of gold and silver coins. Hearing the sound of their collision, he finally felt a little better.

Perhaps, he hasn't felt various elements for so long because he has no faith?

So should he find a god to believe in? Who is the best to believe in? What is the name of the Dragon God?

Long Ming thought about it all, but he still felt that the existence of God had an illusory and unreality.

Celia looked at her good friend and didn't understand his troubles: "Good baby, don't you have faith?"

Long Ming lay on the shiny crystal, feeling that there were more troubles. He was tall and faithful. He heard Celia's question and sighed sadly: "My faith is probably."

Celia pricked her ears.

"Rich, democratic, civilized, harmonious and free...this is it."

Celia was shocked: "Is there a god with such a long name and such a strange one?"

"Some." Long Ming sat up, patted his heart with his claws, and assured with a serious look: "It's in my heart."

Cialia:………

I suspect my friend is lying to me, but I have no evidence.

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