Chapter 987: God king, please hand over the heart 39.14

Delhi had just caught up with the thing that made things, and found that it was actually a small shrimp.
It didn't work at all. When I asked three, I didn't know it. It was also a day, and I wasted his time to get along.
As soon as the result came back, I saw a beautiful golden phoenix flying in the sky, and the depression in my heart was gone.
He looked at the golden, beautiful feathers.
It’s great to be a special whip for looking for a whip.
‘嗷~~~’ A scream made the gods find their own thoughts and looked at them with a look of horror.
"That... please leave your hand and be merciful."
Celia pulled up the voice and yelled into the sky, Mommy, that is her incarnation, what to do without feathers.
Derry only ignored Celia's yelling and continued to move the feathers quickly. After a while, the eight tail feathers on the tail disappeared.
The bare tail, the flesh of the powder, does not seem particularly ugly, but it is still unbearable.
Looking for a face, this is really not eye-catching.
"Little Caesar, Little Caesar, come down, the phoenix is ​​Celia."
Quickly, she felt that if she didn't speak again, the man would expect to bring the phoenix directly to the soup.
After this war, the Pope found the opportunity to quickly get out and prepare to escape.
The situation is too dangerous, he does not dare to wait.
Although the attention is on the bear child in the sky, the vine is firmly staring at the pope.
As soon as he has any movements, he will be found as a living vine.
"Where is the Pope going, don't you really want Celia? It's better to come over and talk."
Look for the bears in the sky to wave and let him down.
Surrounded by red fire, it gradually became stronger and stronger, as if it was to drown everything.
The screams of screaming sounded in this world, the smell of burning was brought by the wind, and the stench was bad.
The sacred statue of the Pope in the Great Hall, retreating from the shallow black air, the golden light slowly wrapped up.
The power of the light that rises from the sky, the undead in the past, all reveal the original shape.
Looking for a leisurely hands-on chest, leaning against the bear child who had just listened to the person standing next to him, like a smile, gazing at the pope who had already gone outside.
I really didn't expect that I would wake up the light at the moment.
Is the goddess of spring awakening, but don't tell her that the battle between races has to be opened.
She will be very tired, and she will be particularly depressed and even want to beat people.
At the moment when Musius’s memory returned, the original warm look was more gentle and loving at the moment, with a kind of compassion that was portrayed.
One point and one minute are not faint, and people only feel that their hearts are soft.
"Bright believers, tell me who made you look so ugly."
"Why, my most loyal people, abandon your bright compassion and pious salvation."
The wood retouched slowly, and the gentle light of light lingered around him, giving him a sacred coat.
The situation in which the pope was instigated was even more mad, and the pain of flesh and blood detached constantly, invading his last reason.
"Ah, ah... it hurts, Father, Father, please save me, let me go."
The distorted look, the cry of pain and sorrow, the crying soul, constantly floating on the heads of everyone.
Looking for it, silently watching the light of God, it feels like a man with a halo background.
Telling the truth, it’s so dazzling, it’s too glaring.
Originally good looks and temperament, this will be even more glamorous.
If you look for yourself as a Qinglian in nine days, then Muxius is the noble koi next to Qinglian. It is a joy to see.
She thinks that this man is no wonder that he will become the king with the most believers, and it will last for a long time. This appearance has a great advantage.
"Hey, cute child, I will help you, pain and sorrow will stay away from you, as long as you firmly believe in the light."
The words of Musius are soft and solemn, with pity and pity.
I can find it, but I feel like a professional word of a senior stick. I believe that has eternal life~~~
Illusion, illusion o (╯ ╰ ╰) o
"My people, leaving sorrow, let happiness last forever, and light to look after you."
The golden brilliance of the sky has turned the entire sky into a beautiful golden brocade, with different shades of light, shining with brilliance and shining on the whole earth.
Seeking once again witnessed what is the burden of the cattle fork, wrong, what is the top of the promotion of light, and more believers.
The undead of the entire capital city, under the three or two words of Musius, instantly became an empty street.
The people were evacuated and eventually disappeared.
No one can guess that such a quiet place is everywhere where there is peace and tranquility.
The pope in front of him, because of the washing of the light, bathed in the warm golden color, and got eternal life.
Musius was satisfied with the smile, and his followers still did, creating a magnificent palace for him.
It’s just a pity, looking around the place where it’s already black, and the eyes are sighing.
Just a side, it was a pair of dark eyes that were stunned.
I was shocked and immediately stunned. "It turned out to be a dark god. I just didn't know what you were going to do and what purpose."
The memory was closed before, so that the dark could not be found and the battle between the races was provoked, although the head was opened first.
But he did not expect that the other party would do so.
Even the tricks of this undead have come out, hehe.
Derry Europe: "..." Whatever you look at, I look at what I am doing, and I don’t do anything bad.
Mom, this light knows that he is born with him.
"That... you... are you really...the of light?"
Celia returned from the shock and looked at the incredible opening.
She only felt that her brain was not enough. The original book did not say that the of light is the three princes, I am going.
The excuse she used before was not to wear it in minutes.
嘤嘤嘤~~~ There will be a situation where the light asks his followers to find the dark god. Obviously there is no ah, so good, wow, cry.
Celia's face is unrequited, but it dilutes the invisible tension.
"Little Celia, you are doing very well, keep on cheering."
Unexpectedly, Celia was not scolded or dismantled, but she got a compliment.
Excited and excited, she almost jumped up, her eyes staring at the bright god.
This can't be seen, and the villain began to drool.
I didn't expect that just a memory, it was so amazing that it happened so much.
"Flower idiot." In the eyes of Delhi, there was a dull, bright lady, Celia, who ignored it before, now...