131 What is sin, killing like grass!

Angel Michael interrupted Zhu Youjian's intention**: "Zhu Youjian's Taoist friend, but I want to remind you that although you can avoid 300 years of great disasters in Australia, you must be able to escape this immortal world, but in that case, I'm afraid your chance to become the existence at the level of God is gone. , you have to be reincarnated once. Maybe it will be the end of the Dharma era after the end of the disaster. At that time, I'm afraid it will be more difficult for you to become the existence of God. You have to think clearly!"

Zhu Youjian was awakened by the sweet voice of the angel of Michael and ended his intention**. Looking at the mischievous smiling face of the angel of Michael, he knew that he had been fooled by this stunning female angel! I couldn't help but feel fierce in my heart. It was a burst of intention to stand on the towering chest of the angel Michael. I just thought that the angel Michael was a "big beauty" who was two meters tall and suddenly lost all his desire and drooped. Michael's big eyes narrowed into a crescent, but he opened and gave Zhu Youjian a white look. Obviously, he knew Zhu Youjian's obscene ideas! He turned around proudly and left, but Zhu Youjian stared at the buttocks of Michael's angel again: I was not blessed to be beaten by Michael's two-meter-tall "great beauty"!

At this time, Ilo, a mad believer who should have disappeared, laughed, and tears fell in his old and turbid eyes: "Angel Michael, great Michael! And the fairest sacred golden balance! What crime did I commit! My sin comes from the fact that as a devout believer, I was humiliated by several blood princes in turn, and the God she believed in most ignored her? If it were me, I would ask you! Great Michael, my mother was humiliated by several blood princes in turn. Where is the God she believes in most? Why didn't you save her devout believers? Great Michael, my mother tore her artery with her hand in despair! Where is the God she believes in most? Why didn't you save her devout believers? Or even if it eases her pain! Even! After my mother's death, her soul could not rest in peace and was sacrificed to Cain by several blood princes, and she was destroyed! Where is the God she believes in most? Why didn't you save her devout believers? Great Michael, tell me! Where is my mother's sin? Why did you get this end!" Ilo, a fanatic, shouted to the end, his eyes had shed blood and tears, and his angry eyes stared at Michael!

The angel Michael's big expressionless eyes against the crazy believer Ilo: "Crazy believer Ilo! Why don't you understand! Although your mother is a devout believer, she does not put God first! The bishops she hurt are all those who have made great contributions to the Lord! These people may not believe firmly, but their contributions to the Lord are far higher than your mother, a devout believer of God! This is her sin, her fate, and her punishment! Ilo, a mad believer! Do you understand?

As soon as the madman Ilo heard this, he pointed to Michael angrily and asked, "Great Michael, what's the difference between the Holy See and the Dark Council if you do this!" Do you mean that as long as a person is valuable enough to the Lord, he can defile the saint? But the great Michael, answer me! You are willing to contribute your purity to a stranger, just because this stranger is worth enough to the Lord!? Is this the real believer?

Michael answered without hesitation and still expressionlessly: "There is indeed no difference between the Holy See and the Dark Council, but their positions are different! Did you just know? I don't want to contribute my purity to a stranger just because this stranger is worth enough to the Lord, so I keep practicing and working for the Lord to improve my value. Like your mother, she has not done anything for the Lord except to be righteous and pious!"

Finally, Michael said, "I will do what I don't want to do for the sake of the Lord!" For the glory of the Lord, he does not hesitate to become the devil! This is the real piety, just like him..." Michael knew that he had spilled his mouth and suddenly stopped, but two tears flowed uncontrollably from Michael's beautiful big eyes! Zhu Youjian noticed it and was shocked. Is he the fallen angel Luciphar in Michael's mouth?

Ilo, a fanatic, was trembling with anger by Michael: "What about Michael, what about me? Am I guilty? If I am really guilty, then why did Michael give me the strength to kill the three blood princes? Michael, how many inconvenient things have I done for the Holy See in the past few hundred years! How many leaders of Eastern Orthodoxy, Protestant and other sects have been killed by my blood power! Michael, is this all my sin? Don't forget that there are many things here, and you know that if I am guilty, you are also guilty! Is it because I protect my blood brother? But if our brothers don't help each other, we will die long ago! Is brotherly love also a sin?

Michael snorted coldly: "Ilo, a mad believer, I have long said that your sin is to offend the Lord's good friend, the Pope of Donghua Court, who has the great sin of blaspheming the Pope of Donghua Court. That's why you have been taken back all the glory given you by the Lord!"

As soon as Michael finished speaking, the blood clan Ilo was so anxious that he scolded: " Michael, you lie! Because my brother and I are old, we want to be torn in half every day, and there are faint signs of collapse. We can only dissipate all our blood power and human holy power, suppress it as much as possible, and finally become an ordinary person living in Manila, just relying on the secret of a round oriental monk. Only then did he avoid the end of physical collapse and have his own independent body! Our brother politely asked the Pope of Donghuating not to come. The Pope of Donghuating insisted on coming! And there are killers! Our brother is running away for his life! Is this the so-called crime of our brothers deblaspheming the Pope of Donghua Court? I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced!"

Zhu Youjian was furious when he heard it: "Ilo, blood clan, do you still have reason? You wantonly kill the blood and soul of the Chinese people who died and make them into blood beads! Your hands are full of blood and defrauding the faith of the Chinese people. You are very guilty! What's pitiful!" Zhu Youjian angrily scolded the blood clan Ilo, but in exchange for the blood clan Ilo's laugh!

Blood Yiluo burst into tears: "The Pope of Donghuating! Zhu Youjian! Why do you accuse me? Do you think Han people's lives are so precious? Bah! The Han people went to Mongolia to enter the customs, and I don't know how many times they have been killed! There are also many Han people who help the barbarians kill! In the future, the breeze blowing the bright moon will kill nearly 100 million! The Han people in Nanyang are even more cheap. After being killed by the Europeans, they will be killed by the indigenous people! I just killed less. What's wrong with being worshipped by the Han people!"