"Then why are you related to the monsters in the abyss?" The Archbishop still looked very serious. He kept doubts about the arrival of the gods that Almonli said. Satoye was just a small city, and there was not even a magical weapon, and there was no "container" that could bring the gods' clones to the arrival of them. How could God come down?

However, after listening to it, Seger sniffed hard, not wanting to admit that Almonli's story was a bit abusing to himself. Why does this city lord feel a little miserable?

Long Ming lay on Carlo's shoulder and looked at the city lord coughing softly, his face becoming paler.

"My life is gone, and without me, the goddess of life should choose another person to be her faith spreader."

"But I don't want this."

Almonli sat on the desk, pointed to the window in front, and recalled: "One day, a crack in the abyss broke here. The monster came out and said, feeling the pain and darkness deep in my heart, and wanted to help me."

"Hmph, it's impossible. The monsters in the abyss are all a group of cunning and despicable guys. They cannot help humans. If there are, there will definitely be a bigger conspiracy." The Archbishop felt that these juniors were too naive and a little angry.

"Yes." Almonli poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip: "Later I put his words in his hands and found that they would say this when they came out and met humans. This is their opening remark, which has been tradition for thousands of years."

"I should have planned to cheat one or the other, and I can't cheat people and save face."

Long Ming: What kind of sand sculptures in the abyss demons are these?

The Archbishop choked: "Are you fooled?"

Almonli was silent for a moment: "I was fooled, and later I regret it."

Sure enough, love can make people blind, Long Ming held his fat face and thought sadly.

"Then what is your contract?" Seger was very curious.

"Today, it held a banquet, and it asked me to mix some of the waters of the wailing blood in the abyss to the people attending the banquet." Almonli took out a small bottle from his pajama pocket. It was strange red blood inside, and it was still tumbling. The black air swayed around the bottle, and it was obvious that it was something that killed people."

“It promises that after I collect those pure souls, I can make my life a little longer.”

"It's indeed the shameless abyss demon clan." The Archbishop was indignant, his face turned red, and his only beard was leaping around.

"Why do you regret it?" Long Ming spit out the sobering fruit, shook his tail, and remembered the abyss demonic energy in the pool, and asked, "Did you release the abyss demonic energy in the pool?"

"No." Almonli shook his head: "I asked the monster, and he said that once the space crack happened to appear there. When he came out, the demonic energy leaked and just fell into the pool. If the Lord Alan could not purify the demonic energy, I would plan to close the place and let the city people fetch water in the distance."

"It seems that the abyss demonic energy has exceeded my expectations. Fortunately, there were no major casualties. I have paid a lot of money to comfort his family and compensate the two urban residents who accidentally drank the polluted water source."

"As for why I regret it."

Long Ming saw the city lord take a flower to the wood sculpture of the goddess of life on the table, and his cold face became more gentle: "It's probably because I am a believer of the goddess of life."

"I am the believer she chose, which is the most proud thing for me, and I don't want to disappoint her."

"This is my thing. Maybe in a few days or months I will die. The goddess will find her new believers. The people of Satoye will find a new city lord after being sad. But I am not sad. I am just a little regretful that I will never hear the hymn of life after sleeping forever."

It's a good party, this is indeed a sad love story, Long Ming finally confirmed it when he heard it.

"Armonli, your behavior can be considered a loss, but this does not offset your fault." The Archbishop touched his poor beard and looked more serious: "No matter when, you should not make a deal with the Abyss Demons, as it would bring disaster to the continent of Azerik."

"You are right, Archbishop." Almonli nodded: "I was indeed confused at that time."

The Archbishop looked at the pale-faced young man and felt that he couldn't get out of his throat. Almonli said to punish him. The young man of the National People's Congress is about to die. How can he punish him? If he doesn't punish him, he is really angry. The Church of Light has issued many pamphlets every year, warning the public that except for his belief in God, everything else is unknown and sneaky. His characteristic is that he is not as dark as a good person, and he cannot believe in any preaching. It is the conspiracy of the Great Demon King of the Abyss.

It was very frustrating to think about it, and the Archbishop was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him.

Almonli felt his eyebrows get hotter and cough again.

Long Ming was surprised to see the complex patterns of flower vines on the lord's neck seemingly extending a little to his cheek.

Seger also saw it and widened his eyes: "What's going on with your neck pattern?"

Almonli touched his neck, and the blood was stained with the flower vines totems, making it more and more gorgeous and dazzling. He felt the hot flower vines indifferently: "It was probably the goddess' punishment for me. Satoye's blessing pattern could not fade away on my body half a month ago."

"But." Almonli pointed his pale fingertips between his lips, and his smile deepened, and his voice was dull: "I like the goddess' punishment for me." This made him feel that his god was watching him.

Long Ming always felt strange and beautiful when he looked at the young city lord surrounded by gorgeous patterns, and felt that the goddess and this sick believer were playing with Pree.

It was not easy to deal with a human believer as a god. At the beginning, I found out that his faith was polluted, so I should have eliminated him. As a result, I was slow to go, and flowers grew on my body and the monsters in the abyss came to seduce it. The city lord refused the temptation and expressed his sincerity to the goddess all day long, as if he had been tried. It was really strange.

As soon as this thought came out, Long Ming quickly shook his tail and shook it off, feeling a little guilty, and guessing behind his back whether it was bad. After all, there is a god on this Azerik continent.

The Archbishop and Priest Alan also looked at the strange blessing pattern for a while, but they didn't see the reason.

On the other side, Seg finally completed "The Unknown Secret of the City Lord, Flowers and Spring" and stretched his waist.

Priest Alan looked at the young city lord, and just as he was about to say something, he heard a gurgling sound. He turned his head and looked at the only cub present, the sound was made by him.

Long Ming touched his cramped belly, opened his golden eyes and looked back innocently at the adults who looked at him, and whispered: "I'm a little hungry."

Seger looked at the little guy's gurgling stomach and laughed out loud. The little guy was not very big and he was quite concerned about his face. The sound didn't sound like he was a little hungry.

I didn't eat at noon and only drank some wine in the evening. Now that the story is over, Long Ming's stomach is also roaring hungry.

When Gru heard this, he almost jumped up. The goddess of earth was on the way. He actually forgot that the fat little cub had not eaten. He originally planned to eat at the banquet, but he got drunk and met the city lord again. He was confused. It was already midnight. His good cub was hungry for so long.

"Quick, hurry up, let's go home to have milk." Gru said quickly, holding Carlo's hand and walking back.

Long Ming was a little embarrassed by Glu's words "drinking milk" in public and he stopped throwing his tail. Carlo thought the little dragon was so hungry that he turned around and went back in a hurry.

After a while, the overcrowded room was half empty. The Archbishop looked at Almonli and decided to go back first and think about how to punish him.

Priest Allen nodded slightly, gentle and polite: "Goodbye, Lord Almonli."

"Goodbye." Almonli lowered his head and continued to carve it. The beautiful colorful statue behind him, the goddess of life was inlaid with obsidian eyes, and the light was shining with beautiful colors, as if he was staring at the human city lord who was carefully carving on the table.

On the other hand, the first thing Gru did when he returned to his residence was to make milk powder.

Long Ming shook his tail and looked at the water-based crystals and dug several spoons. He was even happier. He could drink the sweet and hot milk tea after a while.

After rinsing, Gru gave the bottle to the fat boy. He felt that one bottle was not enough, so he planned to go to the street tomorrow and buy another one when he encountered a strong and beautiful one. When he was hungry, he could drink the bottle without waiting.

After drinking three bottles in a row, Long Ming put them down with unsatisfactory feelings. He touched his stomach and felt that he could drink another bottle.

"Glu, I want it." Long Ming handed the bottle to Glu, staring at the goblin with a gaze. Glu felt soft and quickly rinsed another bottle. Seeing the fat little cub holding the bottle, he drank it a little distressed. The little guy was hungry for an afternoon and an evening.

Carlo squatted down and looked at the cub's chubby belly. He couldn't help poking it and whispered to himself: "Can the Chaos Dragon cub drink milk so much when he was a child?" He actually drank more than he did when he was a child. The energy of those high-level water crystals was also quite high. Can the little guy bear it?

Long Ming raised his head and drank it, and burped it with great satisfaction. When he heard Carlo's words a little blurred, his eyes lit up: "What wontons?"

"Mutton wonton?" He can have another bowl!

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