?The believers in the yard were originally a little apprehensive and uneasy. At this time, they were overjoyed when they heard the words, and they all knelt down to the ground and chanted the names of the four emperors:
On the wall behind the leader, there are four meticulous paintings, which were drawn by him himself. The one at the top has a green robe like a fairy and a handsome face. The other three are in the lower row. Dazzling, shining outwards one after another, on her left is an emperor wearing a bright yellow robe, wrapped in black strips, while the woman on the right is as cold as the moon, holding a guqin in her hand, indifferent but not alienated.
After the believers finished reciting the names of the four emperors, the middle-aged scholar-like leader raised his right hand and slowly lowered it.
Immediately, the noise in the courtyard disappeared, and there was no sound, which showed the strictness of the canon and the respect of the gods.
The leader He Yun coughed lightly: "The Four Emperors are about to come to eliminate the tide of demons. It's time for you to be pious. Whether you talk about it or sincerely, the gods can tell the difference."
"The tide of the devil is easy to dissipate, but the pain is hard to get rid of. After all, people can't escape death. Whether the soul returns to the nine secluded worlds and sinks forever, or serves the four emperors and enjoys bliss, all in one thought!"
His expression is full of fanaticism, but his heart is quite disdainful. The evil tide is coming, and the legend of the four emperors who saved the world that he fabricated is about to be punctured. Why don't you take advantage of this to make a fortune, buy off the guards, and hide in the square where the strong and the rich are? City, where food is abundant, unlike outsiders who have daily purchase quotas!
When the tide of magic passes, if you are still alive, you can start again in another city!
Hearing the need to show piety, the believers were inevitably taken aback and looked at each other. At this time, He Yun's caring subordinate who had been placed in the crowd in advance stood up suddenly, took out all his belongings, ran to the four scrolls, kowtowed and shouted:
"Believers thank you, devout dedication, please save the world Yuanhuang Miaowu God bless you."
In the crowd, one after another voices echoed with him:
"Hurry up, let's go and donate! If you are late, you will be preempted by them, and there will be no quota!"
"The last few who donated must be dishonest, and they will anger Yuanhuang and lay down eighteen layers of hell!"
The atmosphere suddenly became crazy, and many believers began to scramble to be the first. He Yun smiled and was excited.
Just at this moment, a figure swept down from the wall and jumped in front of He Yun. The five fingers of his right hand were clawed, wriggling like a blooming flower, and clasped several big holes on He Yun's chest.
"Catch the head and handle the case, everyone squat down to avoid accidental injury!" The figure shouted loudly, the voice was clear and clear, like a gurgling stream.
With a bang, the gate was knocked open, and more than a dozen government servants carrying water and fire sticks filed in. They skillfully divided into two teams, closed from left to right, and surrounded the believers and He Yun's subordinates.
When they heard the head arresting case, the believers subconsciously crouched down with their heads in their arms. When they didn't understand the situation and no one incited them, they were like sheep without any resistance.
He Yun looked at the headhunter in front of him, and saw that she was tall and slender, wearing a dark red headhunter, in her twenties, her eyebrows were slightly thicker but her beauty was not concealed, one leg was erect and the other was seldom curled up, as if she was gaining momentum Ready to go, as long as he struggles, he will immediately get kicked.
"What are you going to do?" He Yunneng, who has developed a cult from scratch, is by no means a man without courage. He kept calm and shouted sharply.
After the head catcher looked around, he met He Yun's eyes with ink-like pupils: "In normal years, what kind of gods do people believe in and what kind of incense do they burn? The tide is coming, you are still spreading heresies, bewitching people, looting property, and disregarding the safety of Pingle City, you will be punished!"
What she said was so elegant that she seemed unable to adapt herself, wrinkled her nose, and added fiercely:
"In short, it's just one sentence, kid, we've been eyeing you for a long time!"
He Yun's heart trembled, and he said with a stern voice: "You guys have to think clearly! This seat is the envoy of the Four Emperors of Salvation, and is responsible for their arrival. If this seat is arrested, no one will save the world. At that time, Mo Chao will not know How many people will die! Pingle City can't be kept!"
"Shut up!" The female catcher's face changed, and she gritted her teeth a bit, "Listen to this catcher, there has never been any gods to save the world, and our human race can survive until now, relying on the predecessors and sages, relying on us Own!"
"When my father died at the head of Pingle City in order to resist the evil tide, there was no god to save the world!"
"My master sneaked into Jiuyou, tried to find a way to destroy the gap, and when he died tragically inside, there was no god to save the world!"
"When my master assassinated the demon general and was torn apart, there was no god to save the world!"
"There are nine members of my family, from the top to bottom of the sect.Straw, all kinds of dire consequences flashed through my mind.
? I heard that during the demon tide, the prisoners in the prison had no food and could only rely on each other to satisfy their hunger
The head catcher just now said that he would use us as bait to catch evil spirits into a trap
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, trembling like several of his subordinates. After a long time, he stood up abruptly, rushed to the edge of the cell, grabbed the railing, shook it vigorously, and screamed:
"You are wronged, my lord, you are wronged!"
Just now, I should have just knelt down and begged for mercy, offering up all the looted property in exchange for leniency!
In this situation, the other prisoners were not surprised and continued to do their own things.
At this time, a subordinate walked up to He Yun, wondering: "Master, why don't you pray to the Four Emperors of Salvation and ask them to lower their divine power for help?"
Although he is a caring subordinate, He Yun still worked hard to cultivate their faith, which is the guarantee of his special status.
Hearing this, He Yun gritted his teeth, smashed the jar and said: "There are no four emperors who saved the world, I made them up, I made them up!"
Before he finished speaking, there was light rising from the prison cell behind him, and four people appeared in it. The leader was upright in Tsing Yi, with a handsome face, the rest had light yellow dresses, a bright yellow robe, and a cold and dusty person. It was Meng Qi and the others who hadn't had time to disguise themselves in the future.
Several subordinates opened their mouths little by little, their eyes round and round, and someone said in an ethereal tone: "Master, really, there are really four saviors"
He Yun was furious: "I told you that I made it up, understand, I made it up!"
He turned his head and glared at a few of his subordinates. He had never seen such an elm lump, and it was time to work together to get out of the cell.
Just as he turned around, his eyes blurred, and the four familiar figures were in front of him, exactly the same as in the dream.
Plop, several subordinates prostrated themselves on the ground, tremblingly said: "Welcome to the savior Yuanhuang Miaowu God"
Really, really He Yun's legs softened, and he sat on the ground slumped, watching the man in the blue shirt headed towards him, his crotch became wet immediately, his eyes darkened, and he almost fainted.
What the hell are they doing? Meng Qi frowned and started to run Yuan Xin Yin.
Just at this moment, two figures rushed towards them, they were Qin Shuanglian and Qin Shuanghua.
All the cellmates present recognized this handsome catcher, and knew that her sister was quite extraordinary, so they immediately stopped making noise and looked at them in amazement.
Qin Shuanglian ran to the door of the cell, glanced at Meng Qi, and was no longer suspicious.
Then, Qin Shuanghua watched his sister kneel down suddenly, only kneeling on the sky, kneeling on the ground, the elder sister of her parents and teachers fell to her knees!
For a moment, she didn't know whether what she encountered was real or illusory.
Qin Shuanglian knelt on the ground, thinking of her father who died in battle at the top of the city, of the nine dead souls of the Qin family, of those whom she knew and didn't know who died of the evil tide, and of the heroes who died generously, and suddenly had mixed feelings, Two lines of tears flowed from the corner of his eyes, and he kowtowed heavily to Meng Qi:
"Senior, please save us!"
"Save this world!"
The voice was hoarse and heart-piercing. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com