Hurry up, please be kind

Chapter 214 The Land of the Gods 7
Although the words just now did not cause turmoil.

But in the end, it still had an impact on those who were parasitized by the bugs, and now people's hearts are a little unstable.

And these patients who were forced to suspend the removal of sarcoma.

Still stuck at the gate of Yushen Temple, trying to rush in to find Si Zhuo.

"You have to trust the high priest and don't go in and interfere with her!"

"The High Priest will find a solution. Have you forgotten how she saved the Land of the Gods before? She could save everyone before, and she can still do it now. You have to trust her!"

The people of Yushen Temple still blocked the entrance of Yushen Temple.

Block the patients trying to rush inside.

"When did we say we don't believe in the High Priest?!"

"She said she would save us, we believed her, but now we are going to die, shouldn't we go in and ask her to save us?!"

"But your entry will interfere with the High Priest's maintenance of the enchantment!"

"If the enchantment breaks, we will all die!"

A man in rough sackcloth was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then felt the pain of the sarcoma on his body, so he shouted in despair, "Then what about me!"

He pointed to his face, which had been cut in half by the sarcoma.

Half was dripping with blood.

Half of them are sarcoma with faint movement.

The whole face looked miserable and hideous.

"I'm going to die now!"

"Your life is your life, isn't mine?!"

The people from Yushen Temple gritted their teeth and blocked him, "Without the law of both, you can't take care of the overall situation. Once the barrier is broken, we will all die. If you wait a while now, you may not die!"

"I take care of the overall situation?"

The man in sackcloth sneered ferociously, raised his arms and spoke to a group of people behind him who were about to die like him.

"We take care of the overall situation, who will take care of us?!"

"That's right! Isn't our life our life?!"

"The high priest said he would save us, so why give us up now without saying a word!"

"We are ordinary people, and we are not extremely vicious people. We pay offerings to the temple every year. Now that we are dying, why don't you save us!"

"That's right, why?!"

"The High Priest has not given up on you!" The people from the Imperial Palace shouted hoarse amidst the noisy voices.

"Since there is no, why didn't you save us?!"

The people in Yushen Temple were panting, "Didn't you say that?!"

"The High Priest is out of skills now!"

"You can't be so selfish, wait a little longer, and when the high priest finishes solving the problem at hand, he will come to save you!"

The man in sackcloth pushed the guard of the Imperial Palace.

"Wait a minute?"

"When we die, she doesn't need to be saved?!"

"Tell us the truth, do you have nothing to do, or why don't you let us in, has the high priest run away?!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The guards of the Imperial Palace scolded him.

"The high priest is not the kind of person you think, otherwise how could she turn the tide and save the land of the gods?!"

The man in sackcloth sneered, "Stop telling me about the past."

"Thousands of years have passed, and she is the only one alive. She has the final say on what happened before, and how the history books are written is not according to her will!"

"You, you simply..."

The guard was choked and speechless.

"Besides, you all worship her as a god, but in reality, who knows if she is a god or something else..."

The man in sackcloth spoke more and more.

"Our ancestors have provided for her for so many years, and we only saw her eating, drinking and having fun. Now, whenever something happens, she will lose the chain. Is this how God protects us?!"

"Shut up, don't shake people's hearts!"

Seeing that someone believed his words vaguely, the people of Yushen Temple were very anxious and wanted to restrain him.

But the other party had expected it, and quickly dodged.

"Yo, did you hit me?"

"You goddamned dog legs, you still want to arrest people, aren't you angry from embarrassment?"

"we do not have!"

"No, then let us go in and see if our patron saint is still inside..." the man in linen sneered, his eyes pressed forward, trying to find an opportunity.

"Of course the high priest is here, but you can't go in!"

"why?!"

The man in sackcloth roared, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

"Didn't she say she wanted to be saved? Isn't she a god? Isn't she omnipotent? I've worshiped her for so many years, why can't I go to her to save me!"

"It's just a little bit of divine power. If she was so weak, how did she manage to save the land left behind by the gods?!"

"You are all liars!"

"The previous deeds are false, and you are also false when you say that you can save us. You are a group of gods who lie to worship!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The guards of the Imperial Palace were going to be pissed off by him.

"The High Priest will find a way..."

They were also a little weak to speak at this time, and now the time passed by every minute, but there was still no movement from Si Zhuo's side.

The first person to block the gate is half dead.

The rest of the people became more and more anxious.

And people came up one after another, and more and more people were influenced by the man in sackcloth and wanted to enter the Imperial Palace.

"What can she do?"

The man in sackcloth mocked, "The way to make us wait to die?"

"you……"

"There's nothing she can do!"

"Otherwise, why is she silent? Isn't she guilty? Does she want to save us after we die?!"

"Why are you so messed up!"

The popularity of the Royal Temple said.

The man in sackcloth looked at the other person's clean and wart-free face, but sneered, "Are we messing around?"

"Do you understand how we feel right now?!"

"Those of you who are safe and sound, of course you won't have back pain when you stand and talk!"

"We're going to die!"

"No one can save us!"

The man in sackcloth was full of despair, and the approach of death almost drove him crazy.

Suddenly a clear voice came.

"Someone."

Everyone looked together, and the young man walked over in a clean white robe. His face was exquisite, his skin was fair, and his whole body was clean, which made the patients even more embarrassed.

"Who?!" The man in sackcloth subconsciously asked.

"Of course it is..." The young man pursed his lips and smiled, as if the peach blossoms were in full bloom in March, "High Priest."

"You fart, if she can save her, why doesn't she save us now?!"

The man in sackcloth thought he had been tricked.

The boy looked at him for a while, then smiled.

"Hey, are you the one who sells candied haws? You gave me and my lord before. The candied haws are so sweet."

"Thank you."

The man in sackcloth froze for a moment.

His expression was a little dazed, as if he vaguely remembered this incident, and also remembered his former self, and felt that his current self seemed a little different from himself, so extremely impulsive.

But death was so close to him.

He didn't want to die, he was so scared.

He seemed to be possessed by fear.

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　　Now there are almost [-] codewords every day, ah, it’s crazy...

　　
　
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