Therefore, for the sake of world prosperity, the dictator must die, and Fu Qianjun must die even more!
Xie Daifei argued with a trembling voice: "But... Qianjun allows his people to live with dignity. The people of Dipolo are happy and healthy. They also enjoy freedom, prosperity and prosperity..."
"But Dipolo is a dictatorship after all! It has nothing to do with the happiness of the people." He Qingyue interrupted Xie Daifei's words, a light of wisdom flashed in her eyes: "No matter what, Dipolo is a dictatorship after all, and it is a hotbed for war.
We must eliminate it."
Xie Dafei shouted: "You are lying. If it is a war, which country in the world sells more wars than America? If it is a dictatorship, there are many dictatorships in the world. The Saudi royal family, the Republican Party, the Footbath and Great Britain still have emperors and kings, but
They are still prosperous and thriving? Why don’t you get rid of the evil beauty? Why don’t you face the real source of evil?!”
"Beautiful Island is the birthplace of freedom and the people of God."
He Qingyue spoke loudly: "As for the Red Empire, the source of evil, disintegrating it is the goal of our Freemasonry. In fact, it is to purify the world, the Red regime and its people, and filthy countries like Hindustan
All countries with large populations should disappear."
"Because they are just synonymous with cheap labor. When technology completely replaces the population, they will become garbage that only wastes resources, and garbage must be purified and disappeared!"
He Qingyue's beautiful face was serious. Eliminating these people seemed to be fulfilling the great mission given by the gods. This made Xie Daifei feel cold. She suddenly did not recognize this strange woman with beautiful clothes who had always been admired by her.
.Killing, killing such a huge population, doesn’t she have a little bit of fear and condemnation in her heart?!
Xie Daifei looked directly at He Qingyue's face and said solemnly: "But... you are also a citizen of the Republic!"
"It used to be, but not anymore..."
He Qingyue laughed. She left Xie Daifei and walked to a sacred altar. She looked lovingly at the shining Masonic totem above the altar and said, "Not only me, our He family and I have been dedicated to Freemasonry from the very beginning."
It is the sacred cause of the Communist Party of China. Although I was born in the Republic, I am just a skin. It is our common wish to eliminate the dictator!"
The huge Masonic totem seemed to have sensed He Qingyue's words. It exuded a faint but magical brilliance and was very beautiful.
Xie Daifei shook her head, not recognizing He Qingyue at this moment. Xie Daifei asked in a deep voice:
"Then...you don't care about the oath you made with Qian Jun? Do you...you have been with him for many years, but you really have no feelings for him, and would rather dedicate your soul to the evil organization than to eradicate it?
Thousands of troops?"
It was obvious that he saw a flash of struggle in He Qingyue's eyes. When it came to her relationship with Fu Qianjun, He Qingyue was stunned for a few seconds, and her eyes suddenly became firmer: "He and I have already realized the truth.
The relationship between me and him is just a joke, so don’t mention it!"
Having said this, He Qingyue turned around and said, "Let's get down to business! Today, you will also contribute to the sacred cause of Freemasonry."
"What?!" Xie Daifei took a step back, frightened by He Qingyue's cold attitude at the moment.
"According to ancient legend, an evil dictatorial family will emerge from nowhere, destroy the world order and become an enemy of the divine power. This family is extremely powerful and they are the emperors of the world. To defeat their conspiracy, the blood of the queen must be used
Sprinkled on the sacred altar, the death of the phoenix represents the death of the evil dragon!"
In the curse, if this evil family cannot be eliminated, their imperial society will eventually subvert the Freemasonry and let the red and dictatorship rule the world!
This is a curse, a great curse guided by the Holy Sacrifice of Freemasonry. It is real. If this curse is implemented, there is no doubt that this evil family will fall into the abyss of eternal destruction, and it will be difficult to get ahead again.
date.
The emperor of this evil family is now Fu Qianjun! The queen is naturally Xie Daifei from Di Boluo. Kill Xie Daifei, pour Xie Daifei's blood on the altar, activate the curse, and the only thing waiting for Fu Qianjun is death, and for Di Boluo
Luo's only thing is collapse.
Xie Daifei shook her head, He Qingyue pressed forward step by step, and Xie Daifei stepped back step by step. Xie Daifei's face was covered with tears. She believed in any Qingyue so much, but He Qingyue betrayed her and brought her to this world full of curses and evil.
She came to the Devil's Territory. She wanted to escape, but how could she escape? This was the real headquarters of the Freemasons, and the tight defense left Xie Daifei unable to hide.
When Xie Daifei retreated, the expressionless old man who had been following behind fiercely grabbed Xie Daifei's arm, making Xie Daifei unable to move.
He Qingyue stood in the center of the altar, with green flames coming out from under the altar. The rising arrogance made He Qingyue look extremely sacred. He Qingyue said to the front: "God, the phoenix has been brought. I think, the ceremony
Can we proceed?!"
The magnetic voice before laughed: "Yes. Saint from the East, you have completed a sacred mission. You, and your family, will be written into the glory book of Freemasonry and be sung."
The metal cross on the altar began to burn with flames, which were intended to burn Xie Daifei to ashes and use Xie Daifei's blood to activate a magical curse.
As if feeling that death was imminent, Xie Daifei suppressed the extreme fear in her heart and said in a deep voice: "He Qingyue, not only you, but also your family have sold their souls. You are no longer worthy of being my idol. I don't know you anymore."
And feel ashamed. You and your family are sluts who betrayed your ancestors and have no personality!"
"It doesn't matter if I die, but evil will eventually disappear. Your conspiracy will eventually be cast aside by the whole world."
After saying that, he gave He Qingyue a look of contempt, and with the push of the bearded man, he slowly walked towards the cross with rising flames.
There was a loud "boom", and the cross became even more terrifying under the burning fire. The iron pillars had also turned red, and the nails inside even began to melt slightly.
How terrifying it is to have a human body attached to it!
Xie Daifei even felt that her legs were trembling and there was a lot of sweat on her face.
The magnetic voice spoke, as if singing, as if telling an ancient myth:
"The great ceremony that we have been looking forward to for thousands of years is about to begin! As long as the ceremony goes smoothly and the curse is activated, then our Freemasonry will usher in another millennium of prosperity. With a thousand years of time, we will successfully complete our dream of purifying the world.
."
He Qingyue stood in the middle of the high altar, looked at Xie Daifei with a downward look, and said expressionlessly: "Burn the metal cross redder, let the fire burn out the blood of the phoenix with the sinful soul, let the thousand years
The curse activates more smoothly."
Several men wearing masks threw the most primitive coal into it. The fire rose and burned more and more fiercely. The temperature of the entire space suddenly increased. The huge flames stretched the shadows of everyone present. Xie Daifei suddenly
Looking back, I found that everyone was wearing masks, and their faces could not be seen clearly through the firelight.
How mysterious this Freemasonry is!
Xie Daifei wanted to shout, but the loud noise of the flames swallowed up her voice. She cursed, but her curse was insignificant compared to the curse of Freemasonry that lasted for thousands of years. She cried, but for the sacred cause of Freemasonry, no one would
My heart softened for her weeping.
Xie Daifei was very, very close to the huge, red-hot flaming cross. Her mind suddenly became surprisingly clear. She suddenly remembered every bit of her life, and she remembered the first time in ZS Bar.
The encounter and acquaintance with Qian Jun, until the final love. During this period, sweetness and joy occupied the vast majority. If she started over, she would know that she was facing many hardships, but she would still meet Qian Jun without hesitation, and live and die together...
She is going to die! But she has no regrets! She just has some regrets now. She regrets that she did not see Qian Jun for the last time before she died, she did not say some thoughtful words to him, and she did not tell him to wear more clothes and rest more...
Others are always envious of how high he can fly and how far he can see. No one will ask him if he is tired from flying or if he is cold?!
Tears flowed from Xie Daifei's eyes, but they were quickly evaporated by the flames on the cross. She suddenly felt a huge force coming from behind her, and He Qingyue's voice was like a visitor from outside: "Go!"
For a moment, Xie Daifei only felt that a power that was enough to burn her soul surged into her body and swallowed her up. She felt severe pain coming from her hands, feet, and limbs, and countless burning red nails penetrated her white skin.
The skin penetrated her hand bones and blood vessels and broke out. The bright red blood slid down like trickling water, but it was quickly solidified and exhausted after being burned by the fire...
"ah……"
Xie Daifei's eyes were filled with fear, tears, no regrets, regret, sadness, despair...
Eventually it turned into an endless sigh...
"ah!!"
At night, Qian Jun was sleeping in the No. 1 courtyard of the BJ Municipal Party Committee. He was suddenly awakened by an earth-shattering scream. He opened his eyes and everything was as before.
It turns out I was dreaming just now!
But the dream is so real, so real that the person with the tragic experience seems to be within reach. Qian Jun can even remember that person's eyes looking at him, with too much nostalgia and reluctance in them...
Then that person has been in the fog, and Qianjun can't see his (her) face clearly. He only vaguely remembers that the eyes are so familiar, so familiar...