Chapter 278:

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Dama Horan looked up at the magical instrument, his muddy eyes looked shocked, and his lips were about to open, and Feng Zhiwei had walked by the wind, and walked to the golden pot filled with crisp cheese. Yin's silver knife ignited the white crisp cheese and greeted everyone.
In the sun, picking the silver knife of the cheese, slowly turning black!
People opened their mouths in disbelief, and the extremely shocked aphasia caused an extremely quiet moment. Feng Zhi looked at the Dama Living Buddha slightly, and said slowly: "Dama God, if Helian Zheng had not been poisoned just now, he would have to escape. But is it your killer of croissant? You guys are really trying to kill him."
"You...you..." Darma wriggled her lips and tried desperately to say something, but her body shook violently, and the whole person looked more and more shriveled, and seemed to shrink into the vestment.
"You took bribes from Firefox, slandered the concubine for him, and prevented the concubine from participating in the celebration, so that they could murder the king-Dama, you are also disciples? Or a monk? You are worth a million Huzhuo children. Over the years of worship and worship? Is it worth looking up at the vast grassland?
"You..." Dama seemed to want to support his body with his hands to refute Feng Zhiwei. His thin old tree-rooted fingers scratched the ground weakly, and his long nails were scraped with mud and dust, but he couldn't move a single bit.
"You claim to be a cultivator in this world, a small temple in Qingdeng, simple and simple, and you will be loved by millions of prairie subjects, but unfortunately you are a scumbag of a pretentious Buddha who deceives the world by deceiving its reputation!"
Feng Zhiwei took a step forward, tearing off a sleeve of Dama's sleeve, and tearing the cloth with his fingers, revealing the same gleaming gold silk, and showing the half of the sleeve in the air, shouting: "My Prairie brothers and sisters, have you touched the frugality of the Dama Living Buddha wearing a vest that has not been changed for 30 years? Today and let you see clearly, it has not changed for 30 years because there is nothing The clothes are worth the real value!"
The casket woven in black gold filaments shone in the sunlight, and everyone closed their eyes for an instant, wondering whether it was stabbed in the eyes by that black gold light, or stabbed in the heart by such unacceptable reality.
Like seeing a that stood towering in the clouds of the prairie for many years crashing down, and it seems like the fortress of faith deep in the heart suddenly cracked, people were born with a little daze. They did not dare to believe, and they did not want to believe. As long as he defends himself, they all believe!
But no.
The Living Buddha of Dama was trembling all the time, whimpering in his throat, and his turbid eyes were unable to flip, unable to respond to Feng Zhiwei's pressing urges.
Kale's eyes flickered and his mouth opened to speak. Gu Nanyi touched his little walnut across from him, eating quietly, and from time to time aiming the little walnut at Klee's mouth. Kree believed that if he was real Uttered a word, and a walnut will be stuffed into the throat immediately.
He looked back slightly, and there was some anxiety in his expression, but with such a disgusting in front of him, it was impossible to take the next step.
"Dama God." Feng Zhiwei stood far away, looking down on him from the top, "You are the sacred son of the eternal life, foreseeing the destiny, protecting the grassland, the light of the eternal life, there is no room for any evil spirits, no one can, Fooling your wise eyes and pouring sewage on your head, so, right and wrong, right and wrong, Feng Zhiwei stood here waiting for our father to answer."
She has a stern expression, a strict sense of justice, and a bright and bright eyebrow, and her white fingers with black sleeves stand in the wind like a statue of a snowy mountain and a strong stone.
The prairie man looked up at her, and suddenly felt that this Chinese girl who had always looked down on her seemed noble and majestic.
In one day, she was accused, besieged, and humiliated, but she was always unscathed, calm, calm, and overturned the unfavorable situation between her hands. Even at this moment, in the face of the Dama Living Buddha who had been targeting her, she still gave the other party a chance to defend herself.
The prairie boys most admire the upright and honest people. In contrast, the living Buddha of Dama, who is like a god, shrinks on the carpet with a speechless gesture, which is too disappointing.
Although the destruction of faith will not happen overnight, as long as the seeds are planted, there is a possibility of germination.
The prairie men were silent. Although their eyes were still dubious, it was clear that under such fierce accusations by Feng Zhiwei, no one actually abused the accusations as before, which means nothing self-evident.
Dama raised his bloody, muddy old eyes, and looked at Feng Zhiwei. The eyes reflected not the solemn woman in a black dress, but the she-wolf in the blood-covered dress walking towards the grassland.
He no longer tried to squirm his lips-from the moment Feng Zhiwei stood up, his body's blood seemed to be suddenly bound by something, sticky and thick, which bound all his words and movements.
In a trance, I remembered Feng Zhiwei's visit last night...she went to pick up the oil lamp...she sat in the shadow opposite him...the two men standing at the upper edge of the door... vaguely, like a thunderous flash in my heart, he staggered Will to open chaos.
She did come prepared. Although she didn't know how she did it, it was obvious that last night she attracted all his attention, and sent someone to change his copper magic weapon and vest, and he poisoned him smoothly.
The most critical issue is that she must have the best master of poison around her, which can completely control the time of his poisonous attack, so that he can only say nothing at this moment, and so many people are present. "To be right" is equal to the default charge.
With this hand, she not only solved her own danger, but also pushed him down the throne of the gods. This female wolf began to doubt Klie and doubt the children of Nata. Do not give up, but also pull him, all the enemies that do not benefit her in one fell swoop.
Living Buddha took bribes, colluded with the Firefox Patriarch, framed the concubine to stab the king...it was unimaginably ruthless!
Dama lowered her eyes and gasped heavily... Is the future of the grassland really destined to be manipulated by this woman...no...no...