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No, no, I just think I did n’t hear anything, I do n’t know anything, otherwise I might be killed.

Fortunately, Wu Hui did not read his mind, otherwise, it is estimated that the pope would really be destroyed, and what kind of messy thoughts are in his mind.

"Oh, Stuart, I didn't expect you to know me." Wu Hui looked at him with a smile. "We haven't seen each other for more than a hundred years. In the blink of an eye, how come your hair is completely white and full of beard? His face is wrinkled like a bad old man? I think at the time, you Stuart was a handsome little boy, and countless little girls were crying and crying to marry you. "

What a heartbreak!

Stuart ’s heart was as painful as having been inserted with countless knives. He took a few steps backwards. Can he wink in a hundred years? I am now 170 or 80 years old, isn't it normal that I am old and physically weak?

It's better than kidding Charles.

However, at this time, the son of God Wu Hui was still young and handsome, almost the same as when he first met him.

For a time, both Stuart and Charles were filled with intense jealousy. Their life-long achievements have been enough to study history, and they are usually quite proud. Compared with Wu Hui, it seems that nothing is there, and he has taken up all good things.

The scenes of the magical holy land that year appeared to each other clearly, as if yesterday.

Inside the palace, there was silence and embarrassment.

"Father-in-law." Catherine gently held Wu Hui's hand and said softly, "The Emperor Charles is also doing great work for our Holy See. If it can be saved, save him. If it doesn't work, make an exception. Bring his soul into the kingdom of heaven and God, and reshape the sacred body with the biochemical pond. "

"Well ~" Wu Hui looked at Charles and sighed deeply, "Charles, Charles, the Son of God always thought you were a smart man."

The eyes of Emperor Charles just showed a little hope, but his heart suddenly hesitated, His Royal Highness ...

"Fu Jun, is there something wrong with the emperor?" Catherine's eyes were slightly puzzled. "Although over the years, he has been pursuing worldly powers a little, but he still yearns for a bright heart. Although he is far from reaching the level of the Holy Believer, But can a believer count? "She doesn't have Wu Hui's personality and can't see through Charles' heels at a glance.

"His Royal Highness, I, I ..." Emperor Charles was like a kid who did something wrong and was afraid to look at Wu Hui and Catherine.

"Catherine, you don't know." Wu Hui sighed with regret. "I just discovered that when I used Charles to help Charles recover his body, his bright faith had long since collapsed."

"Isn't it possible?" At this moment, even the face of the contemporary Pope Saint Trevicon changed, "Although Charles had a strong personality and was somewhat arbitrary, he still had a loyal faith in our Lord. ... has he been disguised over the years? "

Puppet believer!

Generally speaking, only Wu Hui's godhead can tell who is a true false believer.

That's right, Charles's boy's faith has long since collapsed, and he pretended to be a false believer.

However, Wu Hui now has a large family and a large number of believers. Except for the occasional attention of some senior members of the Holy See, others are too lazy to care.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." Emperor Charles trembled in horror, "I, I acknowledge my beliefs. But, but I never really thought about betrayal!"

"Well, I don't blame you for this." Wu Hui also sighed. "You were originally a magician, and the magician believed in the truth and resisted the instinct of a **** without reservation. And you , Is also a generation of emperors, enjoying the unparalleled in the mortal world. Over time, you simply cannot maintain the heart of the sacrifices and dedication to the God of Light, and the fall and collapse of faith is also reasonable. "

"His Royal Highness." Stuart hesitated and asked for help. "Although the collapse of Charles's faith is guilty, but given his achievements for the Holy See for the Holy See in this century, he gave him once. Chance. "

Catherine on the side also advised: "Father, for Charles's merits, let him mold a sacred body."

Wu Hui looked at everyone's long-awaited eyes, and his expression was somewhat helpless: "Don't think that I'm a ruthless old-fashioned guy. Although I had all kinds of entanglements with Charles's kid in the magic holy place, there was love with each other. Share. If you can open up one side and reshape him as a flesh, I would be willing to pay even some price. Charles, you old thing, hey ~ You are really putting the cart before the horse! If you enjoy in the world, you can have more The slightest amount of awe of the gods, even if it is only a simple believer, will never reach the point where it is today. "

"Ah ..." The flushing that appeared on Charles's face as a result of the treatment all faded away.

"What do you think belief is?" Wu Hui's expression was a bit solemn and solemn, her eyes swept away in all directions. Everyone was stunned, and the atmosphere was afraid to pant.

"Faith is dedication, selfless dedication to the gods."

"Faith is a sharpening, a hardening of the soul."

"Faith is practice, and it is a repeated exercise of self."

"Only a little bit of tempering faith, firm belief, and constantly grinding the soul with suffering and will, can the soul continually condense and transform, and eventually turn the cocoon into a butterfly and become the Holy Spirit."

"Life is short-lived, and the soul is annihilated. Only the true spirit deep in the soul is eternal. Only when the soul is pure and free of impurities can it nourish the true spirit and gradually let the true spirit reach eternal immortality."

Wu Hui's voice was like a hammer, constantly pounding and tortured everyone's heart at the scene: "Most people in the world are filled with selfish desires, the quality of souls is confusing, and the true spirit in the soul is deep. Will only continue to wither. And the true spirit of Emperor Charles has long been withering and withering, but he has used various treasures and holy light to delay the withering and death of the flesh. Until that time, that little spirit has been exposed It's because the oil is exhausted and it can no longer be recovered. "

"Fu Jun, really hopeless?" Catherine also sighed.

"If he was exposed ten years earlier, his true spirit would not be as dry as it is now. I can save him a little for a price and let him live a hundred more years." Wu Hui sighed longly. Even if the origin of the universe's life is taken out, there is no power to return to heaven, and the true spirit is annihilated, and no one can save it. "

"Ah ..." Charles the Great looked shocked and terrified, but more annoyed. He devoted his whole life to one word and set the world in a single mood. The longer you sit at the peak of power, the more you lack the due fear of the gods.

And his former belief was gradually wiped out under the erosion of power. In order not to let people see the flaws and affect his power, he also pretended to be a devout believer and hid everyone from him, and was proud of it.

Unexpectedly!

All this will be revealed after all, and he has nothing to hide in front of the gods. All his past faults hit him one by one at this time.

"Charles, oh ~" Stuart also learned a lot from Wu Hui's words, and looked at Charles sadly, "If you are not the emperor and you are concentrating on magic, with your qualifications, it must be a **** of law now, but unfortunately, It ’s a pity. His Royal Highness is right. Regardless of pursuing the truth, or believing in the Holy Light. If the heart is not pure and the soul is not transparent, after all, you ca n’t go far. ”

After all, Charles the Great was also a heroic hero of the whole world. After getting the real answer, he repented and confessed, but his heart was suddenly transparent, and he smiled sadly, "I think that the world is powerful, and my inner pride is extremely powerful. But now it seems that it is really wrong, and it is ridiculous. If I can let go of craving at the peak of power, enter the monastery to practise the path of the holy light and sharpen the faith ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ I am going to train my soul, I have ascended to heaven and become an immortal angel. Wrong and wrong, I am really wrong. "

Everyone looked at Charles, and with regret there was nothing to say.

Only his concubines and children and grandchildren started crying and crying, and even the sons of heaven came down, saying that the emperor was not saved. It seems that the emperor is really about to fall.

"Why cry?" Exhausted by his last strength, Charles the Great stood up from the bed, raised his chest, and the breath of a domineering sprang up. "I, Charles, the founding emperor of the contemporary empire. Now, I Leave the last words to your children and grandchildren! "

All his children and grandchildren were stunned to the ground, dared not to breathe, and listened sadly and in awe to the last words of the peerless emperor.

"Any sons and daughters of Charles," Charles said firmly, "whether it be a child or an emperor. He studied in the monastery before the age of fifteen, and once again in the royal monastery after the age of seventy, he served the Lord brightly. The glory of the Lord spreads all over the continent and struggles for life. Any son or daughter who violates this will will be treated as heresy and resolutely cleared. This will is supervised by the Pope of the Holy See and His Majesty the Lord! "

The words of Charles the Emperor were strong and unwavering, as if it were a mountain of irresistible power, and it rested on each of them.

After saying this, Charles suddenly felt that his soul was more transparent, as if he saw a Kangzhuang Avenue leading to heaven. There was a smile on the corner of his old face.

Got it!

Unfortunately, it's all too late.

He had exhausted the dead spirit of the lamp and dissipated in an instant.

"The Great! Fallen!"

The concubine and her children and grandchildren all cried aloud, and the cry was soaring, and the sad atmosphere permeated the entire palace.

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