"Because we have already worshipped."

I didn't feel anything wrong with what I said.

The female ghost pointed to the clothes on Youyou's body and motioned for her to look at it for herself.

I saw that the original pure red clothes had been replaced by the Phoenix Xia Pi. Although there was no crown on the head, it was also gorgeous and scintillating, which surprised Youyou.

Staring at Wuyou with a dazed face, Youyou only felt that the things in front of her were too incredible. Whether it was the time and space she met or the person in front of her, all the experiences were too dreamy, so that she could not feel the slightest truth.

"Am I dreaming?"

Stupidly asked a big stupid thing.

It made the female ghost sneer.

The karmic fire is entangled in the nine secluded body, if this is really a dream, how good?

"Tsk, the lady wants to think that this is a dream is a dream, as long as you don't wake up from a big dream, the lady can forget about this poor person."

Using the control technique to make the little girl get up from her body, with just one thought, the red wedding dress that had been spread on the ground all night was put on her body, very clean.

When Youyou woke up again, she found that she was standing on the street, and her hand was being held by Wuyou.

The black and white eyes were full of surprises, because of the worry-free tenderness and kindness, Youyou was not afraid at this time, but instead was full of admiration and joy.

You must know that Yuyou, who is a small house girl, also watches various TV dramas/anime to pass the time when he has nothing to do, so he is very concerned about spells and so on.

Yuyu still understands.

"Worry-free is right?"

The little girl's childish and cute question sounded amusing to the female ghost, she raised her eyebrows slightly, turned around and nodded nonchalantly to Youyou.

"That's what the lady said."

As long as she is happy, she can say a little panic.

"Wow, worry-free is amazing."

With a look of admiration and praise, Youyou held Wuyou's arm, and didn't notice anything wrong with the pedestrians on the street.

The holy city is now a dead city, and there are no living people in it. It is just different from the cold and dead atmosphere of other ghost towns. The holy city looks extraordinarily prosperous.

Except for a few, the Quds are unaware of the reset.

He/they will only repeat the things they have done countless times without knowing it. Only when the death of the sky falls, will they restore their memory for a moment and realize that they have already rotted.

Because the reset of time can damage the soul, the people of the Holy City look particularly morbid, their faces are pale and pupils are dull, as if they have been hollowed out by something.

Staring intently at the people and buildings coming and going, Youyou's eyes flashed, and he wanted to touch and touch it himself.

"Worry-free, I want to eat candied haws."

Softly acting coquettishly at Wuyou, Youyou stared at the various candied gourds on the stall and was about to drool, but to Youyou's surprise, Wuyou did not agree to her, but dragged her away directly. .

'No worries. ’

[Well, worry-free bad. 】

Yuyu:  …

'Xixi is bad. ’

【…】

"Worry-free, where are we going? Do you have anything to eat? I'm hungry?" She has been talking to Wu-you sweetly, and Youyou and Wu-you interlaced their fingers intimately, making up their minds to hug Wu-you tightly. This thick thigh that knows magic.

The little girl's sweet and gentle voice made the female ghost's face look much better. She barely glanced at little girl You, who was beside her, and after thinking about it, she said leisurely: "My dear, will you continue to eat steamed buns, okay? Wuyou is just now. When you come to the holy city, you have no relatives, and you really don’t have the money to buy food for your wife, as for now?”

After a pause, the female ghost's voice became softer.

"Worry-free is to look around and see if you can find odd jobs, so the lady follows Wu-you obediently, and don't let Wu-you be distracted, okay?"

The female ghost's appearance is gorgeous and seductive, even more alluring in the sun, Youyou was fascinated by the fascination, and nodded involuntarily.

"So nice."

Touching the little girl's hair with her spare hand, the female ghost smiled, but as soon as she turned around, her face suddenly turned cold.

Walking towards the temple step by step, like a cat playing a mouse, the female ghost used the control technique to make the little girl fall back into chaos, and the evil spirit in her body could no longer be hidden.

In this dead city, only the temple master and the twelve sacrificial priests have the memory of reincarnation. Each of them is powerful, and they are the most devout believers of God. However, what can they do with memory, and what can they do with believers?

Countless memories of death drive them crazy.

And God's indifference made them even more resentful.

When they noticed that Lian was approaching the temple, the temple master and the priests no longer wanted to escape or resist. Now they only want Na Lian to end this and everything with a ruthless heart. The cold water invaded, and every death made them fear and despair.

And they know it.

Their souls have not long been supported.

Although because of the curse, their souls will be immortal, but they are weak to a certain extent, and they are at the moment when the curse disappears.

It can only disappear, and there is no reincarnation.

"Tsk, your expressions are so pretty?"

Holding the little girl's hand and stepping into the temple hall, the female ghost smiled so affectionately and charmingly, her messy black hair swayed gently with the breeze, which was truly seductive.

"Nalian."

The temple master is a handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes. He looks very young. He sits high on the throne and stares at the lotus with love and compassion, as if he is looking at a disobedient child. His tone is full of helplessness.

And when Na Lian heard the words, she sneered.

After a long confrontation, how could she not understand the hypocrisy of the hall master and the sacrifice?

Disdainfully snorted, the female ghost clenched Youyou tightly, and replied coldly: "I am Wuyou, not Nalian, it seems that the palace master is really confused."

"Nalian, you are always like this."

The compassion in his eyes gradually deepened, and the hall master spoke slowly, as if he was not controlled by a ghost, as if he was still the same him before.

The gentle gaze was placed on the human girl next to Nalian, the temple master's eyes flashed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

Naren, you have a weakness.

Seeing the expression of the hall master, the female ghost pursed her lips dangerously, and in an instant, the hall master turned pale, and groaned and groaned in pain.

The pain of being burned by the fire of karma is not something that anyone can bear.

Only the virgin Nalian has survived ten days in the karmic fire,

And the soul is immortal.

"waste."

Looking at the hall master who was rolling on the ground with pain, the female ghost maliciously turned her eyes to the twelve sacrifices, and the cold female voice contained a strong sarcasm: "It's so pitiful, the gods you believe in turned your back on you.You guys? Look at your current appearance, where is there any shadow of immortality and indifference?"

If Wuyou hated whom he hated the most, these sacrifices would be the first to bear the brunt.

She really couldn't believe that these seemingly amiable sacrifices would drag her into Jiuyou mercilessly and put her to death.

She has been conscientious since she recognized herself as a saint.

Not even in insanity.

But they...