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243. No catkins due to the wind 43

Hall turned his eyes and looked at him coldly, with a trace of murderous intent flashing across his brows.

Shuo Yue's scalp was numb, but there was no fear on her face. She even said with interest: "Saint Hall, as a saint of light, it's not good for you to be like this."

Then he slapped his head and seemed to suddenly realize, "I forgot, aren't you guys from the Temple of Light always so hypocritical and disgusting?"

After Shuo Yue finished speaking, his neck was locked and held tightly by a light whip. It seemed that if he dared to say another word, the light whip would tear off his head.

However, Shuo Yue still smiled and waved her hand to make the surrounding chess army retreat, "Holy Maiden, are you angry with shame?"

"Do you really think I won't kill you?" Hall stared at him coldly.

"Of course not. It's not unusual for you, the Temple of Light, to sell dogs over sheep's heads." Shuo Yue felt the light whip around his neck tighten even more, making him almost unable to breathe, but his face seemed to be more interesting.

It was as if he was fighting to the end.

"Let me guess, why is Saint Hall looking so murderous? Are you blaming us for the mistake that made His Highness become like this?"

"Shut up!"

"Haha, shut up? Holy Maiden Hall can kill me directly. Don't you know that only the dead can shut up forever? Oh, I was wrong. Even if I die, His Highness can turn me into a blood spirit and return to the world.

In this world, of course, unless the Holy Maiden of Hall is dispersed along with my soul."

Hall squeezed his fingers tightly, as if he really wanted to obey his words and make him disappear, but...

He raised his hand and threw Shuo Yue against the pillar aside.

"Ahem," Shuo Yue spat out a mouthful of blood, her pale face always smiling, "Well, why should Saint Hall be so angry? In fact, to be honest, the Princess Diana today is not us.

It was created by you, the so-called bright ones. I would like to ask, Holy Maiden Hall, no matter how powerful you are now, so what? Can you turn back time and prevent tragedy from happening?"

Hall's face turned pale.

"Do you know the life experience of everyone in the Chess Legion? For example, my father was a priest of the Temple of Light. Because he was kind and upright, he did not engage in shady transactions with other priests. Therefore, my mother

I was humiliated to death by those beasts in front of my father, my father was beaten to death, and finally, everything was burned with a fire."

Hall looked at him with a calm expression, but his nails were dug into his flesh.

Shuo Yue didn't want his sympathy, "Why do you think such a temple of light exists? Is it to make the world dirtier? God of light? What a joke. His true believers don't protect them, but always protect those scum.

, I guess he himself is also a scumbag, right?"

Hall slowly lowered his eyes and did not answer him, or did not know how to answer him.

He was also persecuted by the dark side of the Temple of Light, and he also questioned the God of Light and resented the world.

But after meeting Belle, he firmly believed that there was still light in this world. He kept his vow with her and brought this light to every shadow, making the light truly bright.

However, now, they can only stand on opposite sides.

But, no matter what, killing and blood can't solve anything, it will only destroy her and make her beyond redemption.

Hall stopped looking at Shuo Yue, stepped up, and left the Blood Spirit Hall.

Well, he accepted the challenge, not for any reason, just to get his Bell back.

She had cut off all her escape options, and he would find a way home for her.

Next time, he will take her away, whether she wants it or not.

Shuo Yue looked at Hall's back and smiled sarcastically. He got up and walked towards Canxue Palace.

"Meow!"

At the entrance of the palace, Shuo Yue saw the white snow ball squatting down and looked up at it. Those golden vertical pupils seemed a bit disgusting.

Shuo Yue: "..." When did he provoke this arrogant and hot-tempered little ancestor?

Shuo Yue knelt down and said, "Miao Miao, may I ask, did you do something wrong?"

Que'er proudly raised his chin, turned around, and walked in with elegant steps. He didn't want to offend him because he dared to mock the reincarnation of his family god.

Shuo Yue: "..."

He seemed to have guessed something.

But isn't that a bit too much?

He always tried to please this little ancestor, but he just ignored him and now he still helps outsiders?

Don't think he didn't see it, it was just held by Hall.

Shuo Yue felt a little heartbroken.

"Why did you provoke him?"

Zhen Shan wiped away the blood from the corner of Shuo Yue's mouth and asked lightly.

Shuo Yue raised her hand, wiped a smear of blood with her fingers, and curled her lips, "I just can't stand the way he always looks helpless and sad, as if he only wants to do your best, but actually doesn't understand anything about you."

Queer turned his head and glared at someone.

You little bastard, you still dare to sow discord?

The new moon should be invisible.

Zhen Shan stroked Que'er's hand and paused, "If he doesn't understand me, so what? If he understands me, will he still accompany me on this dark and thorny road?"

"Yeah, then since you can't, just do it. Why do you always look like you're half-dead? It seems like you've failed him too much."

Zhen Shan lowered his eyes, "Bell once agreed with him that we would become Saints of Light together, and together we would truly bring light to this world. Now... I am abandoning my oath, so I can't blame him."

"But, he didn't protect your light, didn't he? How could he ever understand your pain back then and think about it for a moment on your side?"

Zhen Shan smiled faintly, "He doesn't owe me anything, and he doesn't need to think about me. But, Shuo Yue, you seem to hate him?"

Shuo Yue looked away, "Is there anyone in the Temple of Light that I don't hate?"

"You were impulsive today."

"The worst thing is, even if I die, as long as there is still a trace of my soul left, I can turn into a blood spirit to accompany His Highness."

"Shuoyue!"

"Okay, Your Highness, it's Shuo Yue's fault. Don't worry. I promise that next time I see him, I will take a detour and never have a direct conflict with him."
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