All Things Wrong

“Wait, stop it!” Just as this civilian named Lim was preparing to take on St. Ilovre, suddenly someone spoke, and everyone looked at the speaker and it was their chief, Dilsmo, who made the noise.

Lym stopped, of course he would still listen to the chief's words, but seriously, he didn't know why the chief would ask him to stop. Li Wylin's current situation is a bit weird, but there seems to be no big problem with what he said. This guy pretending to be the god of Saint Ilofrey can get Li Wylin to do something to save their lives. Isn't this a good deal? Not necessarily... Chief Dillsmore really thinks this dead dog guy on the ground is the god of Saint Ilofrey.

Lim's guess was really right, and Dilsmo was a little shaky over here. Theoretically, it's completely impossible for this guy in front of them to know the Almighty Saint Ilofrey, which Dilsmo had always thought, but when he heard the conversation between Lee Wylin and Saint Ilofrey, Dilsmo suddenly actually believed a little.

The conversation between Li Wylin and St. Ilovrey was not avoided at all, although most people on the scene did not hear clearly, even if they did, they could not believe that the thing on the ground was the god they believed in. The only person who had a little idea was Dearsmore. After all, as Li Wylin said before, the sacrifice could not be sacrificed successfully. Combined with what we see now and the direct conversation between the two people, something that he might not have imagined actually happened.

If this is truly so unimaginable, then it seems that all the actions of Li Wylin and the dialogue that just got completely meaningless are not so incomprehensible. But is it really possible? Their great gods know everything, everything exists, how could they...

“What's the matter? Why did you stop suddenly?” Li Weilin looked at Lym and suddenly stopped and said, "You... you don't really think this guy lying on the floor is St. Ilofrey's, do you? ”

Li Weilin said, dumping Saint Ilofrey in his hand, laughing and saying, “This can't be the god you believe in, can you? ”

Everyone around you is silent for a while, yes. Who would recognize such a god, would you stop teasing me?

“Don't say you don't admit it, you don't even dare admit it yourself, do you, St. Ilofrey?” Li Huilin smiled. It is true that Saint Ilofrey in front of him has been silent and has ignored Li Wylin's provocation directly.

“Hey, Lim, right? Are you gonna do it or not?” Li Huilin once again said to the previous Lim, of course there are some threats in the tone, the sub line is that if you don't do it, I will do it.

The courage that Lim had just mustered was screamed and screamed away by Patriarch Diersmo, and now it is very tangled, but the problem is that Li Wylin's side is also very tight. He turned very hesitantly to look at Diersmo, and his eyes also asked him what he was going to do. Dilsmo over here hasn't answered either. He can't say he suspects this guy is really their great saint, Ilofrey. Nobody will believe this, okay? He doesn't know what to do now.

There's no answer, and Lim here doesn't want to die, so there's no other way. Raise your hand again on Lim's side, then fight straight towards St. Ilofrey's.

“Bang," Lim's hand hit St. Ilofrey's face, and nobody stopped him this time. Dilsmo hesitated for half a day or never spoke again, but he himself was just a little skeptical, and his mood was complicated and he couldn't say anything. But after a fight, what happened to St. Ilofrey's over here, and Lim screamed directly in his own hand.

“Okay... it hurts.” Lim looked at his hand and it just swelled, okay? He is really just a civilian. Although his body is relatively strong, he is just strong. How can this compare to the body of the Divine Nation? Besides, St. Ilovre is wearing a divine costume on this side. He doesn't know how to make this guy fight and can't do much good. Instead, he can't handle the pain himself.

“Hey, are you touching your face or slapping?” Of course Li Huilin wasn't satisfied either, it just seemed to brush Saint Ilofrey's face lightly, then he got hurt himself and didn't hit him at all well.

“This... this guy... not that I've hit him with all my strength, my lord. Look at my hands.” Of course Lim here is also grieving. He also showed Li Wylin his hand, which of course is really swollen.

“Aren't you stupid enough to hit me with your hands and you don't just take off your shoes and smoke them with your shoes?” Li Huilin prompted kindly.

“With... with shoes?” Lim here is also a little stunned. How much revenge is this? Do you exaggerate with your shoes?

Of course, Saint Ilofrey is even more angry. It's like fighting Li Wylin. Unfortunately, he couldn't do it at all. Li Wylin grabbed him casually and he couldn't move at all.

“Will you do it?” Li Wylin pressed St. Ilofrey's hand against Lim and asked.

What else can Lim say? He beat them all anyway and didn't care what he beat them with. So he took off his shoes and threw them in his hand against St. Ilofrey's face. “Bang," he flied too hard on his own shoes, but the effect was achieved, leaving a big black shoe print on St. Ilofrey's face.

“This...” Lim looked at the flying shoes and then at Li Wylin, which seemed to mean he was ready to ask what to do.

Li Huilin waved directly: "Next, you stand behind him. ”

Lim's side is very happy, that's over. It's really simple. So he was quite happy to get behind Li Huilin, and he just came behind Li Huilin. He noticed that everyone on the field was looking at him. He looked at him with a little panic, as if he had done something wrong. In fact, this is just the role of his heart. Everyone doesn't look at him right now. It's just because he implicitly feels that what he's doing isn't right that he has this feeling.

“Damn... you inferior, I'll kill you!” At this time, Saint Yilofrey here really broke out. Of course, the lower circle here is also referring to Li Wylin, who struggled to attack Li Wylin, but as I said before, this guy can't move at all and can resist for a long time. So it seemed angry. In fact, it was just a mess. Li Huilin pressed it to death.

“Kill me if you want to. It's not that easy.” Li Huilin said, "This is just the beginning. How can you not feel this way after all this time?" Rest assured, I have planned everything. Now even if you want to die, it will be difficult... “

Li Weilin pulled his sword directly at St. Ilofrey's while speaking. Yes, Li Weilin's sword went straight through St. Ilofrey's chest. Now that Saint Ilofrey doesn't have much divine protection, although the equipment on him is good, Lee Wylin's attacks can still have a little effect on the godless clan. This knife is still a real attack, and with tens of thousands of damage figures, St. Ilofrey spits a blood shot straight out.

Everyone around you is stunned. I didn't expect Lee Wylin to do it directly? And it went straight through each other's chests, and this guy must be dying. However, Li Huilin was not worried at all. With the rule of immortality, Li Huilin's attack would certainly not kill Saint Ilofrey.

“Come on, go on, it's you, come on up and smoke.” Li Wylin also said, pointing directly at the next person, regardless of St. Ilofrey's.

“Alas, me?” Of course the next civilian is stunned, looking at St. Ilofrey's on the ground, and smoking him? This is really a big vendetta. No, I'm not the first one, and I've already been demonstrated to him, which certainly isn't much of a psychological burden. So he walked up and took off his shoes and smoked St. Ilofrey. It was a little surprising that he discovered that St. Ilofrey was still alive, even though he still had a sword in his chest. But it had nothing to do with him. It was just the guy who faked their god.

“Next.” Li Huilin didn't order anyone this time, shouting directly.

Because two people have passed, and the people behind them are naturally bold. Seriously, they are still a little urgent. After all, Li Huilin said to smoke this guy to save them. Who knows how many people Li Huilin is willing to save? I don't know, but when he counts, he stops shouting, so hurry up.

So a bunch of people were hugging each other, and I couldn't wait to start taking my shoes off and getting ready to suck. Li Huilin didn't care what they meant. Anyway, he just let St. Ilofrey go and took a step back. Then a bunch of people surrounded St. Ilofrey. At first, he just smoked his face. It didn't feel like it was too late. Anyway, looking at Li Huilin meant that this guy was his enemy. He liked to watch them abuse this guy, so a bunch of people started hitting St. Ilofrey all kinds of hard.

“Not bad, not bad.” Li Huilin looked at the situation and applauded his support, then saw that the situation was all the more vigorous, feeling that St. Ilofrey had become their father's enemy.

But at this moment, the earth suddenly shook and everyone who was beating St. Ilovre stopped. Something was wrong.