Luo Qingkuang's voice lingered in people's ears for a long time, and many people suddenly felt that there was a kind of tough and indelible justice in her!
Although the white divine light of the Guangming Temple is bright and colorful, it never makes people feel this kind of justice. It is just warm, but not justice enough. This makes people around them not think that Luo Qingkuang is a witch in a situation like this!
"Witch! Don't think that you can do whatever you want in the name of your parents. Everyone must see clearly. The Temple of Light is the most unique existence! We all believe in the God of Light, and God will also give us comfort!
The divine beast of light—the unicorn!”
As the white light flashed, a beautiful mythical beast appeared next to Yue Ruchu. As a saint, Yue Ruchu naturally had a strong say in the crowd at this time.[
After all, she has done a lot of good deeds. Although she was just following orders, she still really won the respect of many people.
People who can pretend are always much more popular than people who can't pretend.
"Saint be safe!" The common people's expressions immediately became excited! This unicorn is also a unique miracle! It is indeed a saint!
If the common people knelt down and kowtowed because of the phoenix just now, it was because they saw the phoenix, and only a small part of them knelt down, but now almost all the people have knelt down.
A large group of people were kneeling in the darkness, with pious expressions on their faces, chanting the song of light that Yue Ruchu had taught them before. It was as if, in this way, it could really give them powerful power!
Luo Qingkuang looked at it coldly.
Yue Ruchu felt extremely happy, not to mention proud. She mounted the unicorn and pretended to be calm and said: "People, if you are so pious, you will definitely be rewarded! The God of Light will definitely be by your side.
Protecting you...May the God of Light be forever! Praise the God of Light!"
After saying that, she and the Pope looked at each other and winked.
A sinister smile appeared on the pope's lips, but his expression became more solemn.
He took two steps forward. "God is willing to bless you!"
After saying that, he opened his arms, as if he wanted to hug everyone! Suddenly, like a meteor shower of white light spots falling from the sky, this light fell on the crowd!
Everyone seemed to be surrounded by warmth at this time, and the original fatigue immediately disappeared without a trace...