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Chapter 1727 Bitter Fruit (16)

It's really coming out after I've been calling for it for a long time.

After a lot of efforts to create a good environment for task distribution, the containment target finally appeared with difficulty, and Fu Qian sighed in his heart for a moment.

Fortunately, what is gratifying is that the length of task sentences is still considerable compared to the past, and the warehouse does not lose too much.

Although the specific content does not seem to be good news.

Ensure the survival of indigenous people?

This single emphasized premise, as a necessary condition, undoubtedly directly denies one way of handling the task-killing all living creatures.

The trouble this time is similar to what was expected, that is, something called the bitter fruit is spreading and growing using this special place that was once called Akons as the soil.

Although there are not many indigenous people in Akons anymore, the most simple and brutal massacre obviously cannot solve the problem.

From this perspective, it seems that the sense of propriety and being kind to others that I have been doing along the way are very necessary.

As expected, a gentleman must be cautious in his independence.

Fu Qian finally returned his attention to the tongue that was still working.

It's very energetic, but is it too red, and is it due to excessive internal heat?

Considering this mental state, it is normal.

"It makes sense. How can a stone embody the glory of a great existence?"

Of course, the unscrupulous diagnosis did not delay Fu Qian's social etiquette. Facing Hilaria who turned his head, he also responded to the other party's question.

Or it should be called Dark Hilaria.

After all, it's obviously not just a matter of covering the top or bottom of the veil, her whole person has changed so much that she has already switched to her second form.

"So how long have you had this symptom?"

In view of this, Fu Qian immediately began to look around and ask questions enthusiastically.



As mentioned before, Hilaria's attitude is not difficult to understand.

Life will find a way out, and so will thoughts.

Compared with other aborigines, she has a stronger belief as a clergyman, which can be said to be a very normal configuration.

Even in normal times, this would undoubtedly be considered outstanding.

However, when this overly strong belief is abandoned by the object of belief, it is much more difficult for the aborigines to digest it.

People outside could shovel away the images on the window frame at will, but her will could not even support her to walk out of this place.

Speaking of which, in the healing dream at the beginning of the mission, the four brides faced dark threats and regained their faith and hid in the church to seek refuge. However, Hilaria, who originally stood firm, fell underground and was never able to be with each other.

As expected of a player who is not in a hurry to break his neck, Dorian's dream weaving aesthetic is still somewhat online, fully grasping the key point that art originates from life but is higher than life.

Even the design of the doll has a different kind of coincidence.

While admiring, he looked at Hilaria's appearance at the moment and did not urge her to answer the question.

Although it is just a change of switching the veil up and down, the eyes are blocked, leaving only the mouth and nose outside, the other clothes are still very conservative compared to other clothes.

But when the two are set against each other, the contrast is at its peak, and the level of lust is far beyond that of Dorian, who can only stretch his chest.

If the latter design reflects another possibility for Hilaria that is different from her serious appearance, then at this moment she herself has undoubtedly developed this possibility to the master level.

And this is actually not that strange.

Hilaria is not just unable to get out.

She needs an answer to the question, why does that great Excellency no longer respond, so that she will not be tortured crazy by obsession.

Regarding this kind of question, one of the most common answers is - not religious enough.

Wrong posture of belief, wrong ideas, unexpected offenses...all of these, raising these questions and looking for answers, to some extent, represents the improvement and upgrading of doctrine.

Theoretically speaking, Hilaria is indeed a saint who has the potential to publish a single version of the gospel.

As for why it was not possible to complete this achievement, but instead transformed into this novel cleaning method, the reason is actually easy to think of - the teachings have been improved, but it is still useless.

No matter how pious she became, there was still no sign of a response from Lord Akons.

So Hilaria's next choice, in addition to "still having distracting thoughts, and her faith must be more pure," is to despise and blaspheme the original impure behaviors, which is obviously a way to prevent her mental state from completely collapsing.

hehe……

For example, at this moment, under her own call, she finally withdrew her tongue from Lord Akons' knee, proving that she was still responsive to external stimulation.

"You are really a special foreigner... I have satisfied you once, do you still want to ask for more?"

But obviously, this does not mean that she is willing to cooperate.

Although Fu Qian believed that the black gauze could not block Hilaria's vision.

But she didn't even look like she was going to take it off, so she just looked over at her with that look on her face, and her tone of voice was ambiguous, more like flirting than rejection.

"It makes sense. I was presumptuous, so I'll change the question."

Fu Qian, however, was not prepared to force anyone to do anything difficult for him at all. He nodded slightly and patted the armrest under his seat.

"You didn't clean these things in the same way just now, did you?"



"I'm just kidding, I just think it's too clean."

There was silence in the air for a moment, but before Hilaria could react, Fu Qian naturally changed his posture to support and stood up with support.

"Thank you for your explanation. It was a pleasant pilgrimage."

"Now the real question, have you ever remembered where the bride lady lives?"

The thin image of a believer who upholds the faith is undoubtedly not suitable for leaking information about former believers and putting them in danger.

But with her own help, Ms. Hilaria has now further opened her heart and desecrated even the statues that desecrated the Holy Face. She should not have much psychological burden on those people who are much more serious in nature.

"...So you are ready to change your target?"

Sure enough, Hilaria did not refuse directly this time, but turned her head towards the doll next to her.

"Then this one can't be upgraded?"

"Yes, so I can't leave it here to serve that indescribable lord instead of you."

The gesture of saying goodbye before paying did not look like a pretense.

"So you were originally going to take my body back and put it here? What's the point of this?"

Although she understood what he meant, Hilaria found it even more difficult to understand.

"Why not? It's not just the statue emblem. According to you, the stupidity of human nature makes any recognition and interpretation of the great existence a kind of blasphemy, and it can never be pure and pure."

When it comes to magic sticks, Fu Qian has never been weaker than others.

"At this time, why isn't it a better choice to replace it with a symbol of yourself, one that is truly pure and pure?"


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