Liu Yu stooped to pick up the leather rope.

"Burn her!"

"Burn her!"

The believers gathered around.

These people, clamored by fanatical beliefs, are like puppets who are drawn

Before that, they kindly called her "Miss Fergus" and played games with her.

"You... don't have your own ideas?"

She finally asked.

"Ideas? What ideas? For a blasphemer, we disdain to talk about ideas!"

There is a more radical way.

"How about you, Prince Carlo?"

Liu Yu looked at the young man who was always silent. His hand rested on the hilt, and Qing Xiu's face was full of confusion.

"Ideas?...I don't know," he looked around. "I believe in justice and believe in light, but when justice and light conflict...who should I believe in?"

"What about your heart?"

"My heart is saying..." Carlo turned to her, and the amber pupils said seriously, "He doesn't want you to die, he wants you to be happy and worry-free forever."

"Enough, deceitful."

Professor Ruffalo came out, and the old, wise and amiable old woman had frost on her face, "beauty is her weapon, and lies are her traps, Carlo, don't let yourself easily step into the traps."

"But the professor—"

Carlo also wanted to argue, but Professor Edward covered his mouth and dragged him aside.

"Think about your country, the burden behind you."

Carlo's struggle gradually slowed down.

He glanced at her apologetically, with pain in his amber eyes.

But Liu Yu remembered Gaia again, the boy who had protected her with his life, was no longer here, and he lay in that cold cave forever.

Her heart was cold and cold as if immersed in the snow.

"Professor, you want to burn me too."

Liu Yu used a declarative sentence.

"No, I just want to take you back to the temple, and let the temple judge."

Professor Ruffalo shook his head.

"But God has made a judgment." Liu Yu found out that he laughed. "Do you want to provoke God's authority? Or, do you think that you can pass God and judge his woman?"

"But God left you, deceitful."

Yes, God left her.

She took ninety-nine steps, but in the end, she lost the last step.

Liu Yu remembered the indifferent kiss, and even more about the light hair that pierced his chest-he wanted to kill her, she was very sure.

"But God didn't kill me."

Liu Yucun stepped back and stared at Professor Ruffalo.

She swears that she saw vigilance, precautions, and... the deepest fear in the professor's eyes.

It seemed that she was a viper, ready to spray poison.

"Are you afraid of me? Why?"

Professor Ruffalo's face froze:

"Miss Fergus, all your arguments, please speak in the temple."

The envoys and knights were lined up in a square, and the scepter and long sword were raised high towards her, as if as long as she resisted, she would be killed here.

Do you want to continue struggling?

This world is so absurd and indifferent.

Don't you struggle?

Liu Yu thought that she had come here like this since childhood.

Just give up like this, how can I be worthy of the self in the mud, she wants to live, but also to live well, he told her, "Treasure yourself".

"Okay, I'll go to the temple."

Liu Yu said.

Bishop Bruce has always been reasonable, perhaps, will help her.

Looking at the fair-haired blonde girl who hung her neck softly, Professor Ruffalo dared not take it lightly.

That is not a wild history, nor a story, it should be... prophecy.

she thinks.

The night is long and dreamy, everyone unanimously decided to leave immediately.

The saints respectfully removed the red dress from Arnold's body and led it along with the crown and scepter that represented the authority of the archbishop.

When Liu Yu was about to leave, he couldn't help but glance back, but he saw white snow. All the sins, conflicts, love and hate seemed to be buried by the snow. She turned her head and followed the team silently.

Departing from Nasix, arrived at the temple, and rushed to sleep without sleep. The four-day trip was shortened to just two days.

All the gods are like eggplants that have been beaten by wind and frost, and they are limping their heads, only Liu Yu is still full of spirits, like the bright and vivid flowers on the branches.

She also discovered her own speciality.

Even a strong man can't accept this way of rushing, but she still feels very relaxed until now. It seems that there is a large circulation in her body that can connect with the outside world and continuously replenish energy.

Is...the bone that God gave her?

Liu Yumo grabbed the right arm that was lost and recovered, and his thoughts were complicated for a moment.

At this time near night, only a few stars illuminate the road in front of me.

They will go through the square of the temple and go to the main hall.

But when he walked up to the square, he was stopped.

Lord Malan led the two golden knights all over his body, blocking the road from the square to the main hall.

"Master Malan, what are you doing?"

Professor Ruffalo asked.

"I'm going to catch the blasphemy." Malan looked at the blonde girl in the crowd. She seemed to be particularly favored. With everyone else grey, she was as clean as a morning dew, "Miss Fergus ,Come out."

"This is what Master Bruce means?"

Liu Yu asked.

"Master Bruce? Oh, of course not, Master Bruce went to the manor and will come back tomorrow."

Liu Yu met the eyes of Malan Hawk and suddenly realized that Lord Bruce had been escorted by him.

And he will definitely execute her tonight--

In the book, he blocked Cinderella's siege, and now she should be here.

She must run away, at least until Bishop Bruce comes.

"Variety."

Liu Yu preempted himself.

However, Malan seemed to be prepared for a long time. When the two envoys stood in front of him, the scepter in his hand touched a white light and turned it into a light mask to cover Malan inside.

The spell couldn't find anyone and disappeared into the air.

"Grab her."

Malan waved his hand.

Countless envoys and knights came from behind him, but the holy envoys and knights on the side retreated, and did not seem to intervene.

"Float."

Liu Yu made it skillfully, without any delay, as natural as eating and drinking--

As early as the hurry, she discovered that she now uses any magic technique with a 100% success rate.

It's a pity that her time to study divine art is too short. Until now, there are only a few tricks that have little lethality.

She rose to half, her body seemed lighter, and her blood and bones seemed to be filled with wind, and the oncoming mountain breeze gradually became more intense-she chose to run in one direction.

Just then, a white light fell on her:

"landing!"

Bai Guang twisted into a rope and came fiercely towards her back.

Liu Yu was photographed on the ground at once.

"You will kill her!"

Carlo exclaimed, he tried to rush up, but was stopped.

However, Liu Yu found that she fell off her skin when she fell at such a high place.

"Bundle!"

A ray of light twisted her all around, and Liu Yu couldn't move immediately.

With her hands and feet, her divine power was imprisoned by this light cord.

She subconsciously looked to the side. The envoys who did not seem to participate were lined up in a square, and the scepters in their hands were put down at the same time.

These holy envoys from the temple finally showed their true strength to her.

"Sorry, we can't watch you run away."

They were polite to her.

Liu Yu did not speak.

She looked at the dark night sky and allowed them to tie her to the towering stone pillars on the square. Only then did she realize that she thought the exquisite and majestic building turned out to be the pillar of fire.

Professor Ruffalo passed her by, and the voice was too soft to hear:

"...You bewitched God, this is your original sin."

"It's your fear," Liu Yudao said. "You fear that God has selfish desires, greed, and jealousy, and will no longer be fair."

"……Maybe."

The envoys and knights brought firewood and poured heavy oil almost instantly.

Master Malan held a torch and stood in front of her coldly, convicted her, and said:

"The blasphemy, it should be tied to the stake of the fire, and all her sins were burned by the raging fire."

The fire burned up.

When the oil was poured, the fire immediately expanded and surrounded her.

Through the blazing flames, Liu Yu looked at the crowd.

Very strange, they are quiet.

There was no fanatical shouting, just like a grand and solemn gift. Carlo was under control, but she could see that his struggle was not very powerful, Natasi...Natasi looked at her with tears, but also hatred.

Liu Yu felt pain.

The skin was licked by the tongue of fire, she smelled the burnt smell, and her hair was burnt first. When they burned, the smell was a bit unpleasant. After a while, it became a clump...

If he sees his hair now, he will be very angry.

She looked to the sky and a drop of water fell into her eyes.

Liu Yu blinked: Where did he come... the water?

"It's raining!"

"It's raining!"

Almost immediately, the gust of wind was mixed with heavy rain, and it fell down headlessly.

The strong wind blew the firewood, and the rain fell like stones.

One hundred years old stone pillars collapsed in the Temple Square.

"Boom--"

"Tenjin is angry!"

The envoy and the knights knelt down in unison, prolonged together with the believers.

Professor Ruffalo and Master Malan also knelt down together and did not lift it for a long time.

Only Liu Yu stood in the middle of the square, letting the rain hit his face and body.

The light on her body unraveled somehow.

Long hair, spread like algae—

As if never burned by fire.

"You are still there, right?" She roared into the sky like crazy, "Isn't she?!"

"Yes, let the rain stop!"

The rain was lingering for a long time.

The light in Liu Yu's eyes went out.