Then I’ll be that body double again?
For a long time, Mona said, "I know some of you don’t agree with today’s ceremony that I am a tiger."
As soon as this was said, the worshippers stopped reading the righteous sounds of the scriptures, and they were silent one by one.
Big sin priests feel weird in their hearts, but people dare to talk.
Clement is a thump in his heart. If it weren’t for this rectified period, I’m afraid he couldn’t help shivering by leaps and bounds in his psychological quality.
He forced himself to give psychological hints to calm himself down, at least, he should always look pale and not sweat.
Mona looked at Clement again. "Maybe we did something that upset you. It’s normal for you to have hatred in your heart, but I also believe that you are a person with self-judgment. You should know what to do after seeing the truth."
Mona patted Clement on the shoulder. "You are an adult today. You can choose to ascend to the throne to absorb the share. You can get the glory you deserve when you are ready for the weird source, or you can turn around and leave this time. No one will stop you."
Mona’s tone is not urgent, not slow and soft, but Clement still feels strong pressure.
He never imagined that his intention had never been concealed, and Mona would say such a thing so bluntly on this occasion today.
Does he have a way out? Is there a choice?
"Clement, raise your head. I have said many times that men should hold their heads high, and you always disappoint me."
Mona once again made Clement tremble.
Clement took a deep breath and looked up and looked at Mona with some complicated eyes.
This woman has taught him a lot, and she has taken care of herself for half a year. Sometimes he can’t figure out his situation.
Whenever he is confused, he thinks about what happened that night and his classmates who died in front of him.
Mona sighed. "You are too weak."
Clement doesn’t know that this woman always encourages herself as usual, but today it’s not like that.
Mona Clement walks around. "You know Clement, the truth is always cruel."
"What?"
Clement is puzzled?
Before he could react, there was a slap on his front face, and he looked at Mona blankly.
Mona’s expression is not as mild as before. "How many times have I said not to be led by people!"
Clement felt guilty and opened his mouth and closed it again.
"Clement, do you think I won’t know the real situation there when I find that place?"
Mona whispered like a demon, "Do you think I don’t know the truth about those young people? I never deny that we did the executioner’s hand that day. Maybe you think it’s hypocritical for me to say this, but it killed them … "
She whispered in Clement’s ear, "… it’s you."
Clement felt so angry that he forgot that he was a mortal, but he found that he could not move and was imprisoned by the power of form
"Isn’t it?"
The priests of Mona carpet walk dare to talk.
"You knew we were here from the beginning, but you didn’t want to come out and admit your identity until your last classmate died."
Mona’s voice was slow and chilly. "And I knew from the beginning that you were the one we were looking for, Clement, not to test who was the guardian, but to see when you would come out."
She walked back to Clement and looked at the ferocious and painful face, reaching out and stroking with her hand. "But you didn’t. You were a coward and didn’t realize it was too late until the end."
She had a disappointed look on her soft cheeks. "I’m not afraid of your hatred. I hope you can grow up through pain, but now you disappoint me so much. You’re still that coward. You can’t even make such a simple choice."
She withdrew her hand and shrugged her shoulders. "How can such a person be a guardian?"
Chapter one hundred and fifty-six Trapped Liu Chen
The red light shines on this virtual abyss, and the seaweed krill shrinks its face, which affects the escape.
The man’s muddy body radiates heat and bakes the earth, making those wet and muddy and solid land, and his breath keeps climbing and sprinting to a higher level
Peter and Burton watched this scene and judged it. Every time this man rose, it was shocking.
How many strange sources has he absorbed these days? The human body’s endurance limit is constantly refreshed by the man in front of it.