1102: C1102 Ling feiyu entering the church

C1102 Ling feiyu entering the church

Fu Langke angrily picked up a wine bottle beside him and smashed it. He had originally only wanted to scare Nader and vent out the anger in his heart, but he didn't expect it to hit right on Nader's head.

The wine bottle exploded, and the spurting of the red wine dyed Nader's face red. Nader slowly raised his head, his eyes red as he stared at Frank, and killing intent surfaced in his heart.

Fu Langke was a little guilty, but he still scolded Nader out.

"Damn it!" If it wasn't because you were born better than me, it wouldn't have been your turn to be a bishop! You're the trash, an idiot who can never see the big picture clearly. It was clearly a win-win situation, and you've turned it into the current situation by yourself. " Nader came out of the church gloomily. He wanted to personally go to the farm to negotiate with Ling Feiyu!

Eve was already waiting for him in the car, "Master Priestess, do you really want to go to the Neizhou Farm? If we are captured, the Bishop will definitely launch a small assassination to exact revenge. "

"Humph!" This is the result he wants. The old thing has been thinking about getting rid of himself. " Nader was filled with resentment, he urged Eve to drive, to find Ling Feiyu and Shylock first before anything else.

But he only saw Shylock, Ling Feiyu had long returned to the Divine Province, Shylock had been eating good food at the farm all day, he kept his color and color, he did not look like a person who had lost his freedom under house arrest at all.

Seeing that he was fine, Nader was finally relieved: "How is Mr. Ling's attitude?"

"Mr. Ling wanted to attack the bishop, but he didn't say when. I think he wants me to be his scapegoat." When he mentioned this matter, Shylock's expression became very ugly.

"No, based on my understanding of him, I won't do such a thing. He will kill the bishop, but he won't use you as a scapegoat."

Nader suddenly had a bold idea. If Ling Feiyu really killed the bishop, then he could smoothly ascend to control the St George's Cathedral!

Shylock saw the strange light flickering in his eyes, and immediately understood what he was thinking, "You absolutely cannot let Mr. Ling do this! Forgive me for being blunt, but even if Fu Langke dies, the Church will not appoint a new Bishop in the near future. Furthermore, the new Bishop will most likely be like Fu Langke, and will descend from the skies of the Church. "

Nader squinted his eyes and said coldly, "If the Church were to be entangled with other troublesome matters, they would be unable to separate themselves to deal with these small problems. They would urgently need a bishop to stabilize their White-headed Eagle Kingdom."

"What?" Shylock stared blankly for a moment, and then realized what trouble he was talking about, "The battle between the Blood Clan rebels and the Old-timer has already affected the Europa Church?! That was a real problem, no! This was a good time! You can take the chance and snatch the power from Fu Langke right now! "

"If Ling Feiyu really wants to kill that old thing." Nader suppressed the excitement in his heart.

Just as they were staying at the Neizhou Farm, closely monitored by Yuan Ming, Yuan Gang and the other Demonic Cultivator, Ling Feiyu appeared within the St George's Cathedral. The Holy Light barrier did not have any effect on him.

The time he came was very coincidentally, just as Nader was about to leave, because the person who delivered the message to him was Nader's trusted aide, Eve.

Ling Feiyu walked straight into the church. On the tall ceiling was a mural painted by a famous painter for the church. The exquisite drawing perfectly displayed the divinity and brilliance of the characters in the myths.

For example, the Holy Mother who had a halo behind her, the Holy Son who had just arrived and was crying in her arms. Anyone who knew the story would know that the woman was pregnant, and wouldn't dare to say who the father of the child was. She would say that the God of Light had given her a child in the arms of the Holy Son, and then she would turn herself into a Virgin Mary.

The difference was that the Virgin Mary was a depraved woman who had engaged in a relationship between a man and a woman. In those days, if she had not made up a perfect lie, she would have been stoned to death by the angry masses for her immorality.

Ling Feiyu randomly picked a seat and sat down. Maybe because there were very few Asian faces on the St George's Cathedral, people often glanced at him when he sat down.

There were many people in the church today, and it was said that due to the fact that the cardinal personally came to confess, many believers who did not have time took time to come over. There was a officer and a white skinned man sitting beside Ling Feiyu, and he just happened to be in the middle of it.

If one were to ask him how she felt, Ling Feiyu could only say that this group of people's body odor was too freaking heavy.

Especially officer, who was on the side. Even though he sprayed out a thick, inferior cologne, it could not cover up his strong smell. It could be said that the smell was similar to that of an animal, and was not something that could be solved by changing clothes.

Ling Feiyu helplessly sealed her sense of smell, making him feel better.

Both sides were chanting a demonic incantation with their heads lowered. The chants were very annoying. If one listened carefully, one could only beg the God of Light to forgive them for their sins and give them peace of mind. It was almost the same as Buddhist buddhist chanting in the buddhist temple.

"If you want to feel at peace in your heart, then don't worry about it too much. As long as you can keep a clear conscience, your heart will naturally calm down." Ling Feiyu said without any aim, and felt like she was talking to herself.

White Skin thought he was talking to him, frowned and said, "Coming to the church to repent isn't necessarily because of what I've done. Humans have always been born with an original sin, only the God of Light can forgive us for our sins."

Ling Feiyu laughed, "What sin? This is the first time I'm in church so I'm not very clear about this. I'm still considering to join."

Uncle White Skin's eyes lit up. If he could pull Ling Feiyu into the sect, then it would mean that he had contributed to the God of Light. He would be able to go to heaven after death!

"Young man, you have such a good heart. Although you are Asian, as long as you can reject the pagan thoughts from the past, the God of Light would be willing to accept a lost lamb like you." Uncle White Skin's tone was filled with a sense of superiority.2

"Hehe, maybe. Tell me what the Original Sin is first." Ling Feiyu's smile had a deep meaning.

Unfortunately, the uncle could not see it, and he proudly explained his understanding of Light Divine Cult teachings, "The God of Light created the first pair of human males and females, Adam and Eve. They were initially intelligent and could sense and communicate with gods. God allowed them to live in the carefree Garden of Eden, but they were tempted by the serpent to eat the forbidden fruit on the tree, betraying the will of the God of Light! As the descendants of Adam and Eve, we were born with the sin of betraying the God of Light! "

Ling Feiyu seemed to have suddenly realized something, but he asked another question, "Then should the sin not be on the poisonous snake's body, to blame the humans that were tempted?"

"Because the person who ate the fruit was a man! You don't need to argue with me about these meaningless matters. You just need to know that we were born with the original sin. " Uncle White Skin was a bit depressed.

"That still isn't right. The ones who made the mistake were Adam and Eve. Why must this evil continue to be inherited from us? Is the God of Light so petty?" Ling Feiyu started to cause trouble.

Uncle White Skin was shocked, as if he had heard some evil and wicked words. "Nonsense!" "The God of Light is the only great God. He is omniscient, so how could it be like what you said!"

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