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Then, I thanked Uncle Pumpkin for the reward of the Silver League leader at night, and directly sent a hundred monthly tickets to "Terrorist Web Article", and the book review area directly rose to ten red, which scared Long Duo stupid...

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The group leader and the Buddha, who is the bigger?

This is a game, a game about Buddha, but it is also a torture of one's own beliefs;

Zhao Zhu's understanding of Buddha is much worse than that of the white fox girl, or even not on the same level at all, so Zhao Zhu can only find another way and use tricks. ∈↗,

At the beginning, choosing to be a demon and taking the initiative to choose to be a demon can be said to be an unintentional act, an act of breaking a jar, but after several questions and debates, Zhao Zhu's thinking became clear, and he took advantage of the situation to lead the conversation. When you go to a higher position, you tell me that the Buddha in your heart "commands" you to do things, that is, your code of conduct, and I will move the group leader out.

Because whether I am a demon or not is entirely up to the group owner. It is the group owner who asked me to go into this old forest to break people's leylines. If the group owner asks me to go to a nursing home to perform a show to console the elderly, I will also go. If the group owner asks me to go there The nursing home kills all the old people and I have to go too.

Humans have both good and evil sides, both Buddha and Demon, but Zhao Zhu has felt the deepest over the past year or so. Under the pressure of the group leader, he often had to go against his previous wishes. Follow the wishes of the group leader.

I am not a devil. Whether it should perish or not, the group owner decides!

This is actually equivalent to a strong dumping of the pot, throwing the pot to the group owner to back it up.

The group leader actually exists. This is a well-known thing in the group. The first "yy" in the group list is the incarnation of the group owner.

The white fox girl and Zhao Zhu are fighting for faith. Under Zhao Zhu's intention to match up, the Buddha in her heart and the group leader in Zhao Zhu's heart are placed on opposite sides. In an instant, the white fox girl felt that the Buddha in her heart was disappearing, in a way that made her feel extremely strange.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the innermost part of the white fox girl. This was a mouthful of golden blood, blood essence, and soul blood. Then, the seven orifices of the white fox girl also began to spill blood, and the whole person let out a painful howl and knelt down. on the ground.

Her face was full of unwillingness. Full of pain, full of inconceivable, what kind of existence, what kind of terrifying existence, can actually make the Buddha in my heart completely insignificant compared to it, even just because Zhao Zhu's matchmaking briefly stood there. On the opposite side, he couldn't stand it completely.

His belief collapsed directly, and his spiritual world completely collapsed.

At this moment, the white fox girl felt that the practice of worshipping Buddha for hundreds of years before was a very ridiculous thing, a very unnecessary thing. There is no need for it together, and there is also its own existence.

How unnecessary is your own existence;

The body of the white fox girl is starting to become transparent. start to disappear.

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The Greek Temple, known as the Parthenon, is a Greek temple dedicated to the gods, mainly dedicated to Athena, also known as "Athena Parthenon". The temple is located in the center of the Acropolis Hill in the old city of Athens. Situated on the highest point of the mountain.

Although only the ruins are left, tourists still have a sense of solemnity and sacredness when standing beside it. It is completely influenced by the ancient Greek legends that I have accepted since I was a child. It is like the Leifeng Pagoda by the West Lake in Hangzhou. There are only a few waste bricks left. The inside and outside are completely modern buildings with reinforced concrete and their own elevators. Visitors can still come in an endless stream, listening to "Waiting for a Thousand Years". Taking the elevator up and down the tower, I remembered the picture of Bai Suzhen being suppressed under the tower.

At this time, on the ruins in the temple, there were three people sitting, to be precise, three people plus a pigeon. The pigeon stood in the middle of the three people, with an air of contempt, as if it was not a pigeon. A pure white pigeon, but a Dapeng soaring for nine days.

The three of them have breaths like ordinary people, very ordinary, very unpretentious.

two men and one woman;

The woman is about thirty years old, with an adult style and a little youthful atmosphere that has not completely faded away. She is not very beautiful, but she is still very charming. She is wearing a denim jacket with suspenders and has long flowing golden hair. .

Among the men, one was wearing a blue workshop uniform with engine oil stains on it, a beard on his face, a little fat, and a little bald. He was a middle-aged uncle.

The other one was younger, even a little too young. It was a complete copy of another Wang Jing. He was probably only fourteen or fifteen years old, maybe a little older than Wang Jing, but the boy's sky blue eyes were incomparably transparent and pure. , It seems that people will fall into it if they look at it any more. The boy is holding a game console in his hand, and he continues to play his game without raising his head in front of the pigeon.

"Diana." Dove said.

The middle-aged woman raised her head and looked at the pigeon;

"Moxby."

The male worker in the workshop turned his head to look at the pigeon, smiled slightly, showing the yellow teeth in his mouth.

"Alves."

When the pigeon called the boy's name, the boy continued to play his own game.

"Alves!"

Dove repeated it with a solemn air.

"Wait for me to save it." The young man named Alves said, and then pressed the game console in his hand for a while before raising his head and looking at the pigeon.

Pigeon seems to be a little helpless to this young man. Among the top group of Western powerhouses, this young man is the least gregarious one, but this time, he is inseparable from him, so no matter what he plays "little boy". "Children's temper, pigeons can only recognize it by pinching its nose, even if he is the two most terrifying beings in the western circle on the same level as San Xi'an.

"This time's action. It's not to gain anything, nor to destroy anything. The door of our western circle will be opened in a few days. Before leaving, go to the east once, kill a few people, and destroy its mission. , slap it once in the face. I think it's very interesting and fun, what do you think?"

The pigeon turned around in a circle, and said in a hurry, yes, it is a very fun thing to do the right thing with the group leader. In their eyes, it is like this.

Diana nodded with a smile, brushing all the hair from her lips. To make his smile more obvious, Moxie rubbed his calloused hands a few times, rubbed his work clothes full of oil stains, and said:

"I thought so too, sir."

In the end, everyone's eyes still fell on the young Alves.

The boy shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Well, if you want to play, I'll play with you."

The pigeon nodded, then raised his head again, "This time. It's the three of you who are going, I'm not going, I've already said hello to Xi'an, this time. He is supportive. If you are suppressed by it Killing order, I want to see, with me and Xi'an here, who would dare to attack you."

The Western circle is not absolutely monolithic. Although it has its own system and rules, it also has the interests and thoughts of all parties. Even if it is known that what these three people are going to do is actually beneficial to the top existences in the entire Western circle, there may be some people who covet the rewards of the group owner after the killing order and are motivated to kill.

And with Dove and Saint Xi'an sitting here, even if the killing order is issued, it is estimated that no one will dare to act rashly. If the top people in the western circles do not execute the killing orders, do they still expect people in the eastern circles to implement them?

After Beiyue and the three of them entered the door, in the eyes of the Eastern circle, in the eyes of the Western circle, there were basically only some small fish and shrimps left.

"Alvis, it's almost time. Use your magic trick to communicate with that old woman from the East. Hehe, even I am surprised by her age."

Dove said to Alves.

Alves nodded, a pink mark appeared between his eyebrows, and then, a beam of light was projected from the sky, and in mid-air, the phantoms of the ancient Greek gods appeared, and the entire abandoned Temple of Athena appeared. At this time, the glory of the past has been restored, sacred and noble, free from the fetters of the world.

"I, Alves, with a will from Zeus..."

Alves began to recite the incantation, and the gods in the air bowed and listened together, with respect, even a kind of humility, obviously, they all regarded Alves as the messenger of Zeus.

Ordinary magic tricks are to plead for the power of the gods and come on him to fight, but Alves’ level is completely to let those so-called gods, so-called beliefs, so-called totems, kowtow in front of him. , as his subordinates and slaves to drive to fight, this is a completely different level, and it is also a manifestation of the confidence and ability of the top Western existence.

The pigeon looked at Diana and Moxby, and the two stood on both sides of Alves together~lightnovelpub.net~ let go of the defense mechanism of his soul and body, waiting for the pulling force to come.

Alves chanted the spell and didn't stop, but an Apollo's golden carriage had already appeared in mid-air. The carriage landed, embedded in the ground, and then slowly rose up, appearing beside the three of Alves, far away. From a distance, it seemed that the three of them had already boarded the carriage.

At this time, in a village in the old forest in the east, an old woman who was too old to be old moved her throat, raised her finger, and pointed to the door of the house. The two red lanterns in front of the house were instantly lit, and the whole village At this time, all the households received three terrifying auras, and some shamans were even directly scared by this terrifying aura, so that their legs and feet began to tremble, and some could not stand.

"This...this...who is this to invite...such a terrifying aura...such a frightening aura, grandma, who are you asking for? It's so scary."

An old shaman knelt on the ground with a thud, but the rattle in both hands continued to shake. No matter who asked, since grandma has spoken, it is always for everyone to support the master of the three terrifying breaths. Please come down! (To be continued.)