This heresy judgment will require several headquarters associations to discuss together, which will be an extremely long dispute, so this heresy judgment will not affect Han Lang in the next one or two years.

Izhisha is innocent, and Han Lang is safe and sound. His identity is still recognized internationally. His abilities will not be made public. His reputation as the number one in the world will be maintained. Even the House of Representatives, Acropolis, and Paton Mountain will no longer welcome this guy.

To be honest, even if Han Lang is sentenced to guilt, the Holy Court and the Agent Court will have a headache.

Will Han Lang be executed with the highest Dark Holy Lord?

This guy seemed to have slaughtered the dark bones not long ago. If he tore his face apart, few organizations could really do anything to him.

I think I won’t make it boring to come to the Holy Court. After all, Han Lang slapped the face so hot that he didn’t know how to reduce the swelling.

Han Lang only found out today that there was a large teleportation array in Paton Mountain.

In order to drive away the plague god as soon as possible, the Athenian government did not dare to let Han Lang leave by plane at the airport. Instead, under the supervision of the Lord of Hailong, he escorted to the teleportation array, and spent huge resources to send Han Lang back to his country in this way!

Han Lang was also very angry, but considering that returning to China would be much faster than a plane, he reluctantly agreed.

"He Zhu'er, where is your luggage?" Han Lang asked in confusion when he saw He Zhu'er coming.

"Brother Han Lang, I thought about it for a long time last night and I want to stay." He Zhuer said with her head down. She was afraid that Han Lang would be angry and never knew how to speak.

Han Lang looked at her, so angry that he was not astonished, but was very surprised.

"Why, this ghost place is a conspiracy and a killing, why do you still want to stay?" Han Lang said.

Hailong, who was beside him, immediately glared at Han Lang, which meant, boy, you think I don’t exist, right?

"Is it because of that bitch Izza? Are you afraid that you, the only saint, will be a goddess even if she is demoted to one year or two years? Alas, Paton is going to die, don't worry about it." Han Lang said.

He Zhu'er shook her head, looking a little unspeakable.

After a long time, He Zhu'er spoke, her voice as soft as a mosquito: "I think I know why my blood can activate Yang Qingliu Bloodstone."

However, from He Zhuer's serious appearance at this moment, Han Lang felt that she seemed to be talking to her about something very serious and solemn.

"You need to say nothing of these, I know." Han Lang interrupted.

He knew what He Zhu'er was going to say, and some things were not difficult to infer. Even though Asha Ruiya never said the second half, Han Lang knew what the truth was.

However, He Zhu'er is He Zhu'er, and Yang Qingliu is Yang Qingliu. No one knows better than Han Lang that even if they have blood ties, they are definitely two completely different people!

"He Zhu'er, I understand what you mean in your heart, but this is not your fault. No one can choose whose child he is. Even if he keeps the blood of the Bishop of the Demon Realm in his body, it is enough to have a clear conscience. What's more, if you really count, you are Wen Tai's daughter, and his glory is enough to bury all the sins Yang Qingliu committed. Take a step back and say that you have never gained the innate attention like Asha Ruiya, and is praised by all stars, so naturally there is no reason to bear the infamous reputation of Yang Qingliu's daughter. They are them, you are you!" Han Lang replied.

Han Lang knew that this matter was finally something he had to face, and He Zhuer had to face it even more.

Without this struggle, these things would never be revealed. Han Lang himself was also extremely shocked when he conjectured this result, but he had never mentioned it to He Zhu'er. Han Lang hoped that He Zhu'er would not know about this matter, and he did not need to know that this cruel mother was a bloodthirsty and sinful person.

"Brother Han Lang, I understand this, but this is a decision I have thought about for so many days. I want to continue to stay here and take the position of Goddess from Yizhisha." The light in He Zhu'er's eyes was not as weak as before.

Han Lang rarely sees this determination, and Han Lang believes that this must be her heartfelt decision.

However, the struggle here is so bloody, how can Han Lang feel assured to let her stay here?

Hailong, who was standing beside him, was stunned when he heard this and said in surprise: "Do you want to compete with Iinosa?"

He Zhu'er looks too young and too weak. If it weren't for the strong support of the Palace Mother, He Zhu'er would never have touched the position of the Saint. She doesn't have many supporters, and she doesn't have enough power. She can't become the Goddess of Paton just by relying on a pure and kind heart!

Perhaps Paton's soul has chosen her, but this still does not mean that she is a goddess. Goddess needs a leader's ability that others have never had and a talent that can deal with in the face of all great changes.

In Hailong's opinion, He Zhu'er is too far away from the goddess.

"His Excellency Hailong, do you really believe that all this was not what Yi Zhisha did?" He Zhu'er stared at the palace master Hailong and asked seriously.

"I believe this is her work, and I still don't want to believe that she died of illness so easily." Hailong replied without hiding it.

"Brother Han Lang, they are all people related to me. I can really stay out of it, saying, "They are them, I am me! But instead of watching more tragic things happen in the future, I think I hope I will learn to be strong now and learn to face these inevitable struggles. I cannot indulge Yizhisha to get the position of goddess, and I cannot watch my mother continue to harm others without a trace of guilt."

As he said this, He Zhuer slowly lowered his head and said, "I know you won't agree with Brother Han Lang, but I'm sorry, Brother Han Lang, even if you don't agree, I will stay here this time. This is the only choice that can make me feel at ease, and it is also something I want to do from the bottom of my heart."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Brother Han Lang, you tried so hard to save me, but I'm really sorry that I didn't obey the arrangements you gave me."

As He Zhu'er said, her eyes were filled with tears. She made this decision so that she could look directly at her complicated life experience and look directly at herself, but she could not face Han Lang. He could not hesitate to fall into the dark hell to rescue herself from this dark sea of ​​suffering for a few days, but he jumped in again, which would definitely hurt Han Lang's heart.

Han Lang couldn't help but smile and said, "I cry at any time and say I want to become strong."

"Brother Han Lang, I'm afraid you will be angry." He Zhu'er said with a little choked.
Chapter completed!