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Chapter 524 The White Moonlight of Powerful Officials [1v3] 28

Chapter 524 The White Moonlight of Powerful Officials [1v3](28)

Hundreds of villagers poured into Wuxian Village.

The bandits were coming fiercely, and all the stronger men were summoned to fight against them. The remaining old, weak, sick and disabled had no choice but to hide in Wuxian Village under the cover of night.

Fortunately, Wuxianzhuang is big enough to accommodate hundreds of people without any problem.

Rong Chen sent two waiters in white to the front line to direct the war.

He took the remaining few people to arrange for the hundreds of villagers who had nowhere to go.

The villagers lined up in the courtyard in an orderly manner to receive supplies.

For fear of alerting the bandits, they didn't even dare to light the lights, so they could only move silently in the darkness.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, with a few uncontrollable sobs occasionally heard.

Most of these sobs come from people who have witnessed their family members being brutally killed by bandits.

They were honest villagers who had never seen such a bloody scene before. For a while, they were physically and psychologically unable to bear it.

Fortunately, the high priest of the temple is here.

It gave them enough spiritual support.

Make this silent and dangerous late night seem less scary.

Rong Chen never said a word from beginning to end.

In the past, when he took the people from the temple to bless the towns below, he would always say some words of blessing and prayer.

But in this life-and-death situation.

But he couldn't speak.

Probably because I have also experienced life and death, and I know that no matter how sincere a prayer is, it will not be as real as a drop of water or a grain of rice.

Ever since he escaped from the bottom of the cliff, he always felt that his faith began to waver.

But he didn't dare to admit it.

Because his faith carries the faith of tens of millions of people in Dongli Kingdom.

Even for them, he must become a good enough and pious high priest.

Rong Chen suppressed the anxiety in his heart, took the food wrapped by the person next to him, and handed it to a villager who came up in line.

The woman was carrying a child on her back. She didn't take the food, but directly grabbed Rong Chen's hand and knelt down.

The waiter in white clothes on the side saw this and immediately wanted to pull her away, but Rong Chen raised his hand to stop her.

He comforted her gently, "Madam, if you have something to say, please get up first."

The woman burst into tears and said, "Master Priest, you are the son of the God Lord. You must have a way to save us. Our family has believed in the God Lord since we were young. We have burned incense and worshiped every day. We never dared to slack off even if Wu Xian had spread rumors before.

We were abandoned by God, and we never wavered."

"But Lord Priest, even if we are so pious, why do disasters never let us go? My husband disappeared on Zhaoyao Mountain a month ago, my father-in-law and mother-in-law died of serious illness, and now my eldest son has also gone to fight against the bandits. His life and death are unknown."

"Master Priest, isn't the King of God merciful and helpful? Why doesn't He have mercy on us and save us believers who worship Him?"

Facing his wife's sobs, Rong Chen suddenly became sore.

The dark group of people in front of them also began to become agitated because of the woman's cries.

Yesterday they were living happily, but today they are going to experience such things as family destruction and death.

No one can bear such a change.

Seeing that the restlessness was getting bigger and bigger, Rong Chen had no choice but to comfort the woman in front of him and said,

"Auntie, don't worry. The Lord God will not just watch his followers die. They will definitely get better. The location of Wuxian Village is relatively hidden. You can settle here for a few days without any problem."

The woman did not stand up, but her somewhat unfocused eyes were filled with muddy tears.

Bai Wu stood in the corridor and had a panoramic view of this scene.

She was dressed in white and hiding in the shadows, her charming eyes filled with cold light, as if the helpless and whimpering people had nothing to do with her.

It was as if she was just a heartless god born in the dark night, watching the sorrows and joys of the world with disinterest.

Listening to the woman's cry, she sneered, raised her green-white fingertips and touched the little snake clinging to her sleeve.

"Nonsense, look at these people, aren't they ridiculous?"

When they speculated with full malice and killed an innocent girl, they never felt frightened or frightened.

And when disaster really befell them, they began to count the few pitiful good deeds they had done in order to feel relieved.

But what about those innocent people?

But what about Liu Qiqi?

Should they pay the price for the ignorance of these villagers?

People.

If you do something wrong, you should be punished.

Since God is soft-hearted towards them.

Let her, the devil, punish them.

Looking at the mischievous look in the woman's eyes, his heart began to beat.

He watched with his own eyes as the girl peeled off her kindness and innocence little by little, revealing her bad heart.

This feeling is tantamount to cultivating a seed and seeing it grow toward a situation you did not expect, but it grows better and better.

The prey became more and more to his liking.

What should I do if he likes her more and more?

I want to take her as my own.

Wanting her whole body to be filled with his scent.

But it's obviously not possible in his current state.

He also has to grow up.

The day when he is old enough to possess her completely and completely.



Just when Rong Chen didn't know how to cheer up the woman, a pair of soft hands brushed past him and reached out to the woman, "Madam, the ground is cold, please get up quickly."

As soon as he looked back, he happened to meet the eyes of Bai Wu, who came dressed in moonlight.

The other party also caught his gaze, smiled slightly in return, and then moved his eyes to the woman.

"Aunt Zhao, Xiaobao is still young, so you have to cheer up. If something happens to you again, who will take care of Xiaobao?"

Aunt Zhao's eyes finally gathered light, as if she remembered that she still had a young child waiting to be fed, and then she wiped away her tears and sat up from the ground.

But she still didn't dare to look directly at Bai Wu.

When something happened to Liu Qiqi, she also condemned her along with these villagers.

Although the truth is now clear, those insults are still deeply ingrained in her heart like gangrene and lingering.

Why didn't Bai Wu understand? She smiled pretending to be relieved, took the food from Rong Chen's hand and handed it to Aunt Zhao.

Then he put his warm palm on the back of her hand and said, "Aunt Zhao, I am about to become a mother. I understand your current mood very well, but sadness and excitement have their own occasions. We must at least survive tonight, right?"

Then she added, "The priest has already sent someone to inform the court. Although our Lingnan is dozens of kilometers away from the imperial city, those troops have fast horses and will arrive at Lingnan in less than two days. Don't worry, aunt, these bandits have nothing to do with it."

No match for the Tian Family Army."

Faced with Bai Wu's heart-piercing comfort, Aunt Zhao finally calmed down, thanked her, and left with the supplies.

The villagers also calmed down one after another.

Liu Qiqi is right.

They are His Majesty's subjects, and it is impossible for the court to leave them alone.

It only takes two more days for them to return to their normal lives.

(End of chapter)


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