"Do you think Chu Mo will come here?" Hu Yong stood in the palace wearing an imperial robe and turned to Guladen and asked.
"He will definitely come!" paused and continued, "If he doesn't come, then it's not Chu Mo."
"This time, I must let him go without going back, haha..." The tiger's eyes scanned the world, and his whole body emitted a strong murderous aura.
Guladen just smiled beside him. His already fat face and his tiny pupils were shining with a vicious light. No matter how you look at it at this moment, you feel very sinister.
In the Temple of Light.
"Pope, the messenger sent by the Gran Empire has already explained the matter very clearly." An elderly priest walked forward and said loudly.
A white-haired old man walked out from the other side, stared at the old priest who had just spoken and asked, "Elder Philip, do you believe Hu Yong's words?"
"Believe, why not believe it? At least if we help him kill the black-haired devil, we can make the Temple of Light have more believers in the Gran Empire..." The high priest, known as Philip, smiled coldly.
"Philip, have you forgotten the Saint?" Seeing Philip's High Priest speak like this, the old man was very angry. He was no longer called a polite word like a high Priest, and asked directly.
"Saint?" Unexpectedly, Philip sneered disdainfully when he heard this: "The saint of our Temple of Light is pure. How can a woman who has been tempted and fallen by the evil devil? How can she still call her a saint?"
"Philip, you...you are too much." The old man was obviously angry, and he pointed at the high priest of Philip and said.
"Article Riola, do you still want a woman who is with the devil to come back as our pure saint?" Philip asked pridefully at the old man.
Seeing Philip's annoying face, Archbishop Leola wanted to slap him a few times.
But... but actually Philip said it right.
"Nianyan... Why are you with that black-haired devil?" Archbishop Leola was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he stepped aside and sighed secretly in his heart.
"You don't have to argue anymore, I already have the answer in my heart." The Pope sat in the high seat and spoke slowly.
Before he finished speaking, several white and sacred lights suddenly descended from the sky and came into the temple.
"This...this is..." All the priests, bishops and paladins present were surprised on the spot.
They can all feel the rich and intense light elements from this white light.
"Miracles... are miracles!" The Pope had long lost the majestic momentum just now. At this moment, he had kneeled to the ground, looked pious and shouted excitedly.
The light became brighter and brighter, and everyone looked at the roof of the room tightly.
Three figures appeared there vaguely.
All three of them were wearing bright silver armor, with long golden hair and shiny and fair skin, and six pairs of white wings behind them were spreading, with extremely handsome faces. It can be said that this was simply a perfect golden ratio.
One, two, three, four, five, six…
"It's the six-winged angel..." The high priest Philip, who was just proud, was so surprised that he couldn't even close his mouth.
"Praise your great six-winged angel..." Under the leadership of the Pope, all the priests, bishops, and paladins fell to the ground and worshiped the three six-winged angels.
"The light protects you, devout people!" One of the six-winged angels said with a smile.
His voice was very beautiful, like the sunshine, warming people's hearts.
The priests, bishops, and paladins were so excited that they burst into tears.
You should know that those who believe in gods have reached an unprecedented level of faith in religion.
Now that I really saw the legendary six-winged angel, how could I not be excited?
"Get up, God's people, get up! Your piety will move the gods!" If Chu Mo was present, he would sneer, with such a sad and holy face! Gabriel the Angel of Light is worthy of being the spokesperson of the King of God.
"Praise you, the great Six-winged Angel! May the blessings of the God King be passed down forever..." Under the leadership of the Pope, he stood up and stood respectfully and said.
The light was gradually decreasing, and finally all the light that had just been emitted was withdrawn. Three six-winged angels landed next to the Pope's seat in the palace.
The pope was smart, so he stood respectfully and lowered his head, completely without the majestic image and style he had just now.
"I wonder why the great Six-winged Angels came this time?" the pope asked carefully.
Before Gabriel, the angel of Light who is best at pretending to be a charlatan, opened his mouth, Michael, the fighting angel standing beside him, said with murderous intent: "Kill Chumo!"
As soon as this was said, Philip and others wanted to cooperate with Hu Yong, the bishops smiled, while Archbishop Leola's face was pale.
"Nianyan, it seems that I can't help you anymore... Alas... May the God King bless you..." Archbishop Leola sighed in his heart.
Archbishop Ola is really honest here. Even the fighting angel Michael said that he came to the Gods and Demons to kill Chu Mo. How could the God King bless them...
Haha, I can only say that religious beliefs can make people stupid...
In the Palace of the Gran Empire.
Huyong has received news that the Temple of Light is going to cooperate with him.
"Now everything is ready, I'll just wait for Chu Mo..." Hu Yong clenched his fist hard, made a 'crunch, creaking' sound, and said with a ferocious face.
At this moment, Chu Mo, who was on the sealed island, was still discussing with his wives whether to go to the appointment.
"You must not go, it's obvious that this is a trap." Zi Xuan decisively disagreed with Chu Mo's going.
The little girl Yilian even said directly: "Master, Hu Yong and Guladen are all in love with each other, and if you go, you will die."
"What about your opinions?" After hearing Zi Xuan and Yilian's opinions, Chu Mo turned his head and looked at the remaining women around him and said.
Shui Ling looked at Chu Mo gently and said, "Mo, don't go."
Yaqin and other women also agreed.
"Have you ever heard the story of "Bright Sword"?" Chu Mo smiled and suddenly asked faintly.
"Bright sword?" Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that at this critical moment of discussion, Chu Mo still had the heart to tell stories to them.
"Facing with a powerful opponent, even though he knows he will lose, he must resolutely draw his sword. Even if he falls, he will become a mountain and a ridge! How awesome, how decisive, how happy, and how courageous this is!"
When ancient swordsmen met their opponents in a narrow road, no matter how powerful the opponent was, even if the opponent (square) was the number one swordsman in the world, even if they knew they were defeated, they would still show their swords. Even if they fell under the opponent's sword, they would still be honored even if they were defeated. This is the spirit of the sword drawing.
Even if the enemy is numerous and we are few, even if we are surrounded by heavy siege, we dare to draw our swords and fight to the last person. In a word, the brave will win when we meet on a narrow road. The sword wind is invincible.
The spirit of "drawing the sword" reflects a kind of courage and courage.
Decisiveness is a decisive decision in the face of difficulties, a confidence to never give up, and a persistent persistence. Decisiveness makes the enemy afraid and makes the teammates full of confidence.
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The more Chu Mo said, the more he became more energetic, the more he spoke, the higher the volume. At this moment, the image of Chu Mo in his eyes was so high and so high.