Chapter 277: Heartbroken Crying



Emperor Zi'an raised his eyebrows, "You are not deliberately trying to send us away and steal the tribute inside, right?"

"No!" a weak excuse.

Obviously guilty.

[He has a black heart and a mean mouth, he deserves a beating]

Abao pursed his lips, his face cold.

The man groaned, and suddenly, his face twitched, "Ahhh, it hurts, it hurts."

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

"I have cramps... it hurts, come on, slap me, slap me."

Younger brother: “? This is bad, isn’t it?”

“Hurry up, it hurts, it hurts—”

I immediately slapped him twice, and the cramp in his mouth stopped.

But the person behind him hit him so hard that his mouth was bleeding.

The Great Tyrant and others looked at this scene coldly. You could have provoked anyone else, but you had to provoked my daughter. You got spanked for your bad mouth. Now you should behave yourself.

"Boss, look, what that little girl is holding in her arms is gold!" Several people saw the little golden figure in Abao's arms at a glance.

The bruised and swollen man immediately became malicious, "I've heard that there is gold in this ruined temple. We searched for it for so long but couldn't find it. I didn't expect that they took it. Brothers, rob it!"

A group of people rushed forward. Anyway, they had already been infected with the disease, so they were not afraid of whether the other party had the disease or not.

Although we will all die sooner or later, the greed for money will not disappear just because we are dying.

"This is simply outrageous. They rob in broad daylight and there is no law in the world!" Emperor Zi'an said angrily.

"Law? No one cares about Lingnan. We are already in purgatory. What's the point of law? Staying alive is the most important thing. Bring the things over here!"

Emperor Chenyu, Emperor Zi'an and the eldest prince all protected the tyrant and Abao.

General Lei stood in a line with the three princes and kicked away the person who rushed over. "I am here, if you dare to move, just try!"

"General? Your last name is Lei, right? Oh, so you really are a high-ranking official in the imperial court. Why don't you run away quickly? Are you looking for death by hiding in Lingnan City?"

"The emperor is here, who dares to be so presumptuous!"

The man laughed loudly, "What emperor? Don't scare us. The emperor is already in the capital city thousands of miles away. There is no way the emperor will come here! It has been a year, a whole year, and the emperor has ignored this place. Now Lingnan is almost dead. Will the emperor come? Who are you trying to scare!"

Emperor Tiansheng had a gloomy face, and it was rare that he was not angry. Although these people's behavior was abominable, they said one thing right. The Lingnan epidemic had lasted for too long, and he was late after all.

"The imperial court has never given up on Lingnan. It is you, a bunch of dirty people, who have brought disaster to the entire Lingnan. You are the biggest cancer here!" Feng Batian said coldly.

"We are also victims, give us the gold!" The man saw the gold being held in A-Bao's arms, his eyes were filled with greed and ferocity, "Girl, take it!"

It seemed that the man's hand was about to touch the golden statue in Abao's arms.

The sky was overcast and the wind was blowing violently.

"Oh my, God is angry, Boss."

"Bullshit! If the gods were alive, would this place still be a ruined temple? Don't forget, the statue of the God of Plague Repelling was broken!"

"The dog's butt is going to be burned!" Po pouted with a serious face.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck and hit the man on the butt.

"Ahhhh!" The man covered his butt and jumped up instantly.

"Hahahaha, I was really struck by lightning." Po clapped his hands.

The man had already given up trying to steal the little golden statue, "Boss, let's go, something is wrong here."

"Gods are powerless, Gods are powerless at all!!!" The man seemed to be furious, and kicked a broken wooden board away in pain, revealing debris on the ground.

The fragments exuded an evil aura that directly touched several people.

A group of people ran away with iron rods in their hands like crazy.

At the same time, the amulets on everyone lit up.

[Those fragments——]

Ah Bao felt his heart twitch and was extremely uncomfortable.

She ran over and picked up the broken pieces one by one.

"What is that fragment?" the eldest prince was curious.

"It's the statue of the god who repels plague." Lian'er whispered, "Since the outbreak of the plague, no one has worshipped the god, and the people can't even protect themselves. They feel that the god has abandoned them, and those who worshipped the god have all been infected with the plague and died. Later, someone sent all the statues of the god they worshipped in their homes here to destroy them.

There are many fragments around here, and the fragments in this room are the idols that were on the offering table. "

"No wonder the tribute table is empty. It turns out there was a statue of the god before." The emperor sighed, "Did the plague really spread from here?"

No one gave him an answer to his question.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Di Chenyu was closest to Abao, and he saw that Abao's little body was shaking constantly.

Po picked up the fragments one by one and put them together carefully.

[Wuwuwu, this is a good word. How could his statue give off an evil aura? He is the god who drives away plagues, who is immune to all poisons and specializes in fighting evil spirits. How could this be possible?]

[Liang Yan was most afraid of the cold. His statue was broken here. How did he survive the cold winter?]

A Bao felt distressed, his nose felt sore, his eyes turned red, and tears fell involuntarily, like beads from a broken string, falling on the fragments.

She kept piecing together the pieces, but the statue she had just put together would collapse again and again. Over and over again, Abao fell headfirst into Di Chenyu's arms, crying loudly with heartache.

"Wuwuwu, six pots..."

Several people felt very sorry for her. They had never seen Abao cry so sadly. The little girl was only one and a half years old and was very naughty on weekdays. She didn't cry even if she fell or fought with the little devil.

Now, seeing the pile of debris, she cried out loudly.

Di Chenyu felt sorry for his sister and patted Abao's shoulder. "Sister, what happened? Tell me and see if I can help."

Po raised his tear-stained head, even his long eyelashes were covered with tears, "Guo Guo, I want to take these home."

She pointed to the debris nearby.

[My little good advice, I will take you home and vent your anger! Whoever bullied you and made you like this, I will kill them! ]

Abao was crying and feeling angry.

Di Chenyu wiped Abao's tears and said, "Okay."

Lin Xuanzhi and General Lei were already numb.

Their God.

Did they hear the little princess say that she wanted to vent the anger of the God of Plague? ? ?

Listening to the little princess's inner voice, it seems that she knows the God of Plague-Chasing. That is the God of Plague-Chasing, God!

A god that exists in the void!

The two looked at each other silently.

General Lei thought: Could it be that Lin Xuanzhi could also hear the little princess's thoughts? Could it be that he could not?

Lin Xuanzhi was also not idle: Looking at Lao Lei's silly expression, could it be that he heard the little princess's thoughts? How is that possible?


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