Six Hundred and Seventieth Chapters Full Moon Night (3)

The moon is like a silver plate, hanging for half a day.

The Torrent Plaza is bathed in silver moonlight, adding a holy color to this rally. On the high platform in the center of the square, Father Miro was speaking the opening remarks. Wei La, who was behind him, raised her small face and looked at the bright moon in the night sky alone. On both sides of the high platform, eight cross knights wearing red cloaks stood with their swords. The night wind blew the bright red long cloaks, shining with the silver armored swords, and the majesty was born by itself.

Under the stage, a total of thirty-eight crusader swordsmen formed a fan-shaped formation, which was a boundary line that separated the people from the high platform. In the outer circle, the order of the square was maintained by a hundred infantry soldiers from Shen Hai Lin Ji. Even so, people still squeezed their heads and wanted to move forward so that they could see the saint.

"It's almost there." Vera softly interrupted Father Miro's long, stinky opening speech full of red tape.

Father Miro raised his head and shouted the holy name to hide the embarrassment on his face, and finally said: "Now I invite Miss Vera to bring us God's revelation!"

The applause was like thunder.

Vera was still dressed in black and black dress, with only a short cloak over her shoulders, decorated with carved lace at the edge, and fastened with a silver coat of arms with a cross drawn in red enamel. She walked forward, her skirt billowing like flames, and she reached the front of the stage. The people in the square couldn't help shouting her name in unison, singing the holy name of the Lord. Some even burst into tears and fainted from excitement.

When the call came, Vera raised her arms and pointed to the silver moon in the night sky.

The voice stopped immediately.

"I saw three rivers converging in the shape of a fork..." she said in a low and somewhat hoarse voice. The wind spread her voice throughout the square, and everyone pricked up their ears, refusing every word of her.

Vera actually made a revelation as soon as she came on stage, dare I ask, who would dare to interrupt under such a situation?

"By the three-forked river, the nightingale landed on the broken rose tree and wept."

"The Lord said that evil is growing here, demons are whispering, and they are brewing plots." Vera moved her arm, pointing in the direction of the Three-Forked River outside the city: "If the evil is not stopped, Arkport will become a city of sin, forever Not covered by the light of the Lord, it is a land of eternal evil!"

There was a burst of exclamation in the square, and someone shouted: "Please tell us, Miss Vera. Where are the demons, and what evil are they brewing?"

"It was an ivy-covered place of sin, and I saw ghosts haunting it. Veiled ladies weeping in fires, and ignorant children in deep wells. And I saw that sinful father,

Curse the world with the most vicious words, and cut his own throat with a dagger that takes up the blood of innocent people. Inside, however, lies a deeper darkness. And...the people waiting to be rescued. "Vera said in a prophetic poetic tone: "This is what the Father in heaven has shown me. "

"I know, that's the house of the murderous Humboldt!" In the east corner of the square, a man who climbed onto the stone sculpture shouted loudly: "By the Three Forks River, there are broken Chinese rose trees. Isn't the house and the pattern of the weeping nightingale the home of that villain Humber? The bastard burned his wife to death in the cellar, sank his two-year-old child into the well, and drove the few who heard the cry for help. The innocent neighbors who came to kill, and finally commit suicide. Yes, that is Humber's house, where the devil is!"

It was already ten years ago that the murderous Han Bo, a man from a minor nobleman, moved from the city to live by the Sancha River because of mental illness. But in the end, he still couldn't escape the fate that seemed to be cursed. Humber killed his wife and children with his own hands, and even several innocent neighbors were implicated. In the end there were only a few deserted manors left. Some people said that when they passed the Three Forks River in the middle of the night, they could still hear Humber's loud curses and the crying of his wife and children.

There is no place more sinful than that.

The voice of discussion became louder and louder in the square. I don't know who shouted: "Let's get rid of the evil." So the people echoed, and hearing the sound, Vera looked back at Father Miro: "That's all."

"You must be a natural actor." The priest said.

On the banks of the Trident River, a rose tree that was split in two by lightning has already sprouted new green leaves. There are no nightingales visiting this poor old tree, but a few crows call it their home. In a gloomy house in front of the tree, the direction of the bedroom is illuminated by warm candles. A crow flew past the window, and the figure of a man in a long robe was reflected in the blood red eyes.

Gilles sat down on the bed and ran his hand across Ruola's face. Her skin is so smooth, like fine satin. Jorah cried, startled and angry, "What are you doing, Giles. Let me go, my God, what's the matter with you!"

"The moon is very round tonight, isn't it?" Giles didn't answer, but looked out the window. The moonlight shone on his face, making his face as pale as a vampire: "People always say that the full moon is full of magic. I think so, like this moment, I know that some things should not happen. But I Want it to happen like you want your body."

"What did you say? Gilles, are you crazy? I'm your father's sister!" Ruola opened her eyes wide, unable to believe that the man in front of her was her nephew whom she had grown up with.

"Am I crazy? Maybe. No one thinks highly of me, like my father, and neither of you. You all think that Alan is more suitable to be my earl? Otherwise, why would my father make me form an alliance with him and ask Do everything you can to please him. And you, who have already been engaged to the son of Iron Gun Hoy, still miss him. In the end, you are nothing more than a slut, what kind of saint are you pretending to be." Giles reached out and lifted Ruo La He licked his lips and said, "It's a pity that Alan can't taste you, and neither can Huo Yi's son. Tonight, only I can be your man."

"Shut up! How can you say such shameless words!"

"Of course you can tell me to shut up, as long as I don't have time to talk. And then, I'm really not in the mood to say anything. Do you think so?" Giles slid his hand down and pulled Ruola's neckline. Looking in from this angle, there are tall and straight mountains and mountains, which are too beautiful to behold. He took a deep breath, and went down to kiss Fangze.

Ruo La pulled up all her strength and knocked her head on Giles' forehead, causing him to fall off the bed with a scream. Then Ruola snorted coldly: "Look at your frail appearance, you still pretend to be a man?"

"You bitch!" Giles jumped up angrily, covering his forehead, and slapped Ruola's face, causing half of her cheek to swell.

Ruola spat out blood: "Why, do you only have this strength? Kill me if you have the ability, you coward!"

[It's the Mid-Autumn Festival again, don't let the beautiful scenery live up to you. Sao Nian, spend a full moon tonight. It's time to meet up with a girl to go shopping, eat, and talk about life o(n_n)o ha! ]

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