Although I felt weird in my heart, I still had to sell Li Ruoran's face, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to find the source of the world and save Fatty.
I saw her walking all the way to the stage, bowing to the two half-immortals, and waving her hand towards my clone.
In an instant, I felt an irresistible force depriving me of the connection with my clone.
Without my control, the clone trembled violently for a few times, turned into golden threads, collapsed, and slowly dissipated in the air.
I was shocked in my heart, but my face was expressionless to see what tricks she was going to play.
Fortunately, those half-immortals were still shaken by my aftershock and did not dare to take any action.
Li Ruoran stood on the stage, looked at everyone, suddenly opened her hands, and started her speech. She said what the righteous people here would like to hear, such as: We have tried our best, this is an inevitable disaster, etc.
I was almost tired of listening, but when I saw the florist and the female driver come in and sit on the chair next to me, they couldn't take their eyes away for a long time, so I was too embarrassed to say I should leave first.
About half an hour later, Li Ruoran suddenly said that she could borrow the power of angels to resurrect the dead child.
This sentence was like a depth bomb, instantly detonating everyone present. I almost immediately felt that this was a conspiracy, but the flower arranger and the female driver only frowned and did not speak.
I said this must be a conspiracy. How could there be a magic to resurrect people in the world? If there is, it will consume a lot of power and resources. What is this angel trying to do?
The flower priest shook his head and said that angels themselves have the ability to resurrect people, which is the advantage of their race, but it is incredible to resurrect nearly one hundred thousand children.
There are many people who have the same doubts, which makes me feel a little more at ease. I am most afraid that they will just agree without understanding anything.
Soon the angel told him about his specialness. He was the third generation descendant of God, and his abilities were much stronger than those of the fifth generation. He could resurrect a million people, not to mention a hundred thousand people.
This was such a big boast that I almost couldn't help but ask him how he could prove it, but he didn't wait for anyone to ask, and directly performed the unique skill of creating a human on the stage.
Of course, it's not the kind of man-and-woman creation, it's a real creation of a person out of thin air, with flesh and blood, unlike the clone I created with aura silk.
The whole process was completed in an extremely sacred white light. His huge white wings make people want to touch them when they look at them. But what really makes me feel terrible is that the appearance of the created person is
A stunning beauty, but she started crying like a baby, curled up on the ground, and kept kicking her legs.
This feeling is like when you see a beautiful woman who makes you sexually excited, but turns out that she is still a child, you will inevitably feel a strong sense of loss in your heart.
I believe that many people here have the same idea as me, but no one shows it.
Soon, someone showed up and raised their hands one by one, saying they wanted to verify it. After all, this was related to the lives of 100,000 children.
Then dozens of monsters picked up the woman on the ground and began to search her from beginning to end. I couldn't believe my eyes, but it just happened, and it was so fucking spicy.
The most egregious thing is that some people began to lose control of their animalistic desires and took off their pants in public.
My jaw almost dropped, and I rushed over. Halfway through, I suddenly felt an impenetrable barrier. It was soft and wrapped around me. No matter how hard I struggled forward, I couldn't break through it. But I
As soon as the force is released, the body will fall back several meters.
After several attempts, the woman on the stage was already being fucked by several weirdos in turn. All the men present seemed to be blindfolded and rushed to the stage, but only those who were not excluded could get on stage.
What was in front of me at this time was like a bunch of zombies that smelled fresh flesh and blood and rushed forward crazily.
I squeezed out from the crowd and saw the flower director rushing up with a fanatical look. Only then did I realize that this angel and Li Ruoran had set up a trap. As for their purpose, I don't know, but like this
It is definitely not a good thing to create an illusion that causes people to be unable to help but expose the ugliness of the human form!
Just when I was thinking about what to do, I saw Hanadaochang break through the barrier and rush to the stage.
I was afraid to look at it, but as the queue to verify whether the woman was human moved forward, when it was his turn, I still saw him taking off his pants.
This is a hard-working old Taoist priest who is willing to sacrifice his life for justice. I couldn't bear it anymore. I yelled and stopped moving. I instantly gave birth to six clones and rushed towards the barrier. When they were blocked, I ordered them to rush over.
But all my efforts were in vain. The flower arborist still gave in. He lifted up his pants with satisfaction and gave up his position to the next person.
I couldn't bear to look directly at the intoxicated expression on the face of the flower director, and suddenly I thought that if those resurrected children would be treated like the women on the stage in the future, I would feel particularly evil in my heart.
Aren’t there seven deadly sins in the West? If lust among them were magnified, it would have the same effect as it does now.
After all, I am a Buddhist practitioner who has become a monk on the way, and I do not have enough professional knowledge to see what tricks the angels from the West are using. When I walked back to my seat, I heard some women on the seat saying, "It's a pity that I'm not a man."
I really want to go on stage...
To be honest, it's not a good feeling to be awake alone when everyone is drunk. I look greedy and disgusted by these beasts who rush into the sky like dogs.
When I returned to my seat, I felt resentful and asked the female driver: "Do you also want to become a man like them?"
The female driver would also have a look of envy on her face, but as soon as I said this, her face turned livid, and her eyes covered most of her eyeballs as if she was about to fall asleep. She suddenly slapped her face.
I was startled on my face, and I only heard her say: "Wake up, wake up!"
I admired her courage and seeing through the illusion, but soon she fainted, fell on the chair, and almost fell to the ground. I reached out to support her and straightened her body so that she would not fall on the chair again.
On the ground.
Suddenly I seemed to understand her intention of slapping herself. She would rather slap herself unconscious than let herself fall into such a disgusting situation.
Gradually, I saw all kinds of men on the stage venting their most primitive desires in various positions. There were no most, only more positions. After watching each scene, it was an eye-opener for me. It was a pity that I didn’t have a mobile phone to watch this scene.
It would be great to record it all and enjoy it alone later or use it to threaten these people!