Judgment from Heaven: The True White Moonlight Is Disgusted by All

Chapter 3 Judgment from heaven, gods appear

"Wherever Wei Fuyuan passes, there will be disaster."

"Wei Fuyuan kills fellow sect members and seizes resources. The world cannot tolerate it."

"Wei Fuyuan tortured and killed the goddess, and the goddess died tragically."

"..."

They seemed to have countless crimes against Wei Fuyuan to tell, but Lu Yuan, Wei Changping and the other three were particularly silent.

The spirit's footsteps were lifted lightly, and it felt like walking on flat ground in the high air.

"If this is the case, then heaven will send judgment and judge each of his crimes one by one."

After the god finished speaking, he raised his hand slightly, and the white halo gradually grew larger, forming a huge light screen high in the sky.

All of Wei Fuyuan's past, and her various crimes in the eyes of everyone, are all displayed in it.

Until the light screen dissipated, the scene was so quiet that you could almost hear the sound of a pin dropping.

The goddess is not a goddess, and the witch is not a witch. So what have they done for so many years?
  Thousands of snowflakes fell, and the trapped Wei Fuyuan also dissipated into light golden light spots.

"Since Wei Fuyuan was not guilty, why did he die here?" Someone said anxiously.

High in the sky, the eyes of the gods were cold.

At the same time, an old and distant voice came from the horizon.

"The goddess sacrificed herself and used her body to form a formation to seal the Fallen Demon Ridge and protect the common people."

The corners of the cold and beautiful god's lips raised a sarcastic smile, his fingers moved lightly, and the space was distorted.

Everyone's expressions were frozen until there was only whiteness around them.

The white-robed god raised his head slightly, and another scene appeared in front of him.

The girl's aqua blue dress turned into blood clothes, and blood dripped from the tip of the sword. Her long hair was slightly messy, and her face was covered in blood. Only her pair of extraordinarily dark and sharp eyes were so sharp that people dared not look directly at them.

All around her were corpses.

The corpses were all over the field, and the blood flowed into rivers.

The strange light ball said anxiously, "Have you thought about it? Do you really want to do this?"

"In millions of years, you are the only person I have seen born with immortal veins. Given time, you will definitely break through the limitations and become an immortal or even a god."

"Mortal life is like grass and mustard, and the bones of a natural sword are no more than meager."

"If you become an immortal or a god, will you still worry about not being able to protect the world?"

The blood-clothed girl looked calm, "Becoming an immortal or a god is just to protect living beings. By then, it will be too late."

The long sword was sharp. She held the hilt of the sword with both hands, pointed the sword downwards, and plunged it into the ground. She knelt on one knee, her long hair flying.

"The heaven and the earth are unkind, and the gods do not appear, then I will use my immortal veins to pave the way for the common people."

The girl's mouth was bleeding, and the god's lips were tightened. He raised his hand slightly, but finally slowly took it back.

He lowered his eyes and seemed to be saying to himself, "This world should also give you justice."

"Wei Fuyuan, this time, live well."

The inaudible coughing sound quickly disappeared, and a drop of blood fell on the pure white ground.

The space in front of him was hazy, his slender fingers flicked, and time was reversed.

……

"A Yuan, did you have fun when you went out with your brother today?" The woman, who was beautiful and gentle with picturesque features, was holding a little girl of about four or five years old and asked softly.

Wei Fuyuan was held in her arms by her mother. She felt a little aggrieved and raised her little head, "Brother doesn't like A Yuan."

The woman curved her lips and smiled, lowered her head and lowered her eyes to kiss Fu Yuan's forehead, "Chang Ping is A Yuan's brother. He is the person in the world who loves A Yuan the most besides his parents." "Dad? Ah Yuan." Does Kite also have a father?" The little girl's tone was full of doubts.

Wei Fuyuan has not seen her father since she was born, and she has always been skeptical about his existence.

Perhaps it was because others always scolded her for being a bastard without a father, so her mother was so comforting.

"Of course A Yuan has a father. A Yuan's father is the most powerful and gentle man in the world. When he sees A Yuan, he will definitely like A Yuan as much as his mother." Speaking of that man, the woman's eyes became even brighter. Somewhat tender.

"If A Yuan has a father, why doesn't his father show up?" Even though he was only four or five years old, Wei Fuyuan could not believe it after being coaxed.

The woman paused, then smiled slightly, but still looked gentle, "Because Daddy has very important things to do, A Yuan..."

At this moment, the door was suddenly kicked open, and the words he had not yet finished were forced to stop.

The woman quickly protected Wei Fuyuan behind her, "Who is coming?"

"Hahahahaha... I didn't expect that the wife and children of Wei Zhijing would be hiding here. It's really hard to find anywhere. It took no effort to get here." The visitor laughed wildly, "Today, I will kill you. Avenge the hatred in my heart."

The woman protected Wei Fuyuan behind her, "You dare?"

The visitor looked at the woman and smiled strangely, "This little guy like Wei Zhijing actually has such a beautiful wife and daughter. You can give me a good time before you die."

The woman's expression changed drastically, she pushed Wei Fuyuan away and quickly gathered spiritual power in her hands.

"A Yuan, run quickly."

Wei Fuyuan immediately shook his head, and a long sword appeared in his hand, "A Yuan wants to be with mother."

"A Yuan!" The woman's voice was anxious.

Wei Fuyuan pursed her lips stubbornly and rushed towards the man.

But the strength of a man is far beyond what Wei Fuyuan, a little child, can compare to.

She flew out upside down, knocked aside the tables and chairs, fell to the wall and fell violently, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, but still insisted on crawling over here.

"Mom is not afraid, A Yuan... protects my mother."

The woman's eyes were red. She rushed forward but was grabbed by the man's wrist, and the gathered spiritual power dispersed.

The man laughed wildly and kissed the woman directly on the face.

The woman opened her eyes wide.

"Let go of my mother." Wei Fuyuan stood up, ran over and stabbed the man with a sword. The man couldn't dodge and was stabbed. He was furious and wanted to kick Wei Fuyuan away, but he When he kicked Wei Fuyuan in the abdomen, Wei Fuyuan hugged his legs tightly.

The girl's face was covered with blood, and her pupils were almost bursting. She held on with her last strength, "Mom... run quickly, find dad... dad... save... A Yuan."

The man stepped down hard, and Wei Fuyuan kept vomiting blood, but still held the man's leg hard and looked at the woman with a pleading look.

She couldn't hold on anymore.

The woman covered her face, "A Yuan..."

Instead of running away, the woman rushed towards the man again.

The man was so angry that he kicked Wei Fuyuan hard. The powerful spiritual power almost penetrated the girl's abdomen. She fell to the wall again, her head hanging softly, and she almost lost her voice.

"A Yuan!" The woman screamed in fear, but the man caught her and tore off her coat.

The woman tried hard to hold on to her clothes, unable to bear the humiliation, but the powerful spiritual power she unleashed actually made the man move away.

"You have nowhere to escape, you might as well obey me. If you let me feel happy, I might be able to spare your life." The man walked over step by step, and the woman stepped back step by step.

She unknowingly grabbed a long sword and wanted to commit suicide, but stopped when she saw the long sword.

That was her daughter's natal sword. Even if she was going to die, her daughter shouldn't be stigmatized.

(End of this chapter)