Be a God Inquisitor from Scratch

Because of the reason, this quarrel, which is not considered a quarrel, ended with the judge unilaterally struggling for 3 minutes, and then simply gave up as if it did not exist.

Anyway, she was quite wronged in this matter, what the hell is she trying to snatch him away, she is also very innocent, okay?Up to now, the one who is clearly being bullied is still unable to speak back... because of a wrongdoing.

The judge said that she didn't intend to be responsible for this matter, anyway, if you want to trouble anyone, don't come to her, it has nothing to do with her!

Even if you come to find her, you won't call.

Thinking of this, Qing Xiao regained his righteous look, but he didn't feel as disgusted as before and asked this person to leave.

"Where's my knife?" she asked.

Zun said succinctly: "Go back."

"Where? Honmaru?"

He nodded, and Qing Xiao showed a suspicious expression: "You, cough, did you do something?"

Chi Wang showed a lazy expression and did not answer. The girl gritted her teeth and stared at him, trying to make Bibi understand that she should answer this question well.

To Zhou Fangzun, this stare was no different from a kitten scratching him, it only felt itchy, not painful.

But a certain Xiaomao just stared for less than a minute, suddenly felt sore eyes, rubbed his eyes, and then yawned a little... very cute.

He laughed silently and stood up: "Go back."

"Fuck! Zhou Fangzun, what are you doing?!"

"Helping disabled people who can't walk."

"You are the disabled person! Your whole family is!"

"I do have one at home."

"...Climb away!"

The girl tried to refuse to help but failed, and the consequence of wasting too much energy was that she turned into a wilted eggplant and sat on the chair. After pushing for a while, she closed her eyes unconsciously... and fell asleep.

Gently and evenly snorted, as soft as cotton candy.

Zun stopped, looked down at someone who had closed his eyes and fell asleep unconsciously, his golden eyes stared at her intently, for a long time, as if he saw something interesting, the man snorted and continued to move forward.

In front of Pengelie Manor.

A group of people rode horses and entered through the gate. Giotto was eager to return, but his eyes glanced at a certain place inadvertently. He subconsciously pulled the reins of the horses, and then stopped.

Following the leader's movement, the others also stopped.

G followed his gaze and looked somewhere. As expected, it was a certain girl. He just wanted to persuade the boss to go to the office first. Also stop.

He saw the man pushing the wheelchair.

In fact, the red-haired young man often met girls returning from a walk, but this time, he had a hunch that this man was completely different from the sword god he had met before.

But it seems familiar, G wondered uncertainly, where has he seen it?

At this time, he heard Giotto whisper: "Why is this person here?"

G looked over, and saw the BOSS with a serious face, as if it was not a single person, but a whole formation of bombers hovering in the sky, as if the town would be destroyed in a second.

When Giotto mentioned the tyrant, he had never had such a bad face.

The left and right hands carefully observed the red-haired man, the scorching red, like a burning flame... a flame!

Suddenly, G remembered the miraculous incident three years ago, which had been blocked by Peng Gelie. In order to protect Qing Xiao, he didn't even leave any documents behind.

And people's memories are constantly being erased.Even G almost forgot, but once he recalled that day, the overwhelming flames, the hell that seemed to swallow people, and the man who walked out of hell like a demon king.

Now, even G's expression became very frozen.

Lan Bao looked suspiciously at the ordinary man who seemed to be stronger, and then looked at the serious expressions of the two of them. He was a little confused, so he asked, "BOSS? Who is this person?"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Giotto pulled the rein suddenly, and the horse walked over in small steps, stopped in front of Zun, and he dismounted directly.

The Red King glanced at the suddenly appearing blocker, and he didn't have much patience for outsiders.

"Go away."

The leader of Pengo Li did not back down at all, he calmly said: "Why did you appear here?"

Zun said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with you."

Giotto insisted: "What you are holding is a cadre of the Pengo Lie family, stranger, if you can't say what you want, then I will regard you as an intruder."

Hearing this sentence, King Chi raised his eyebrows strangely. He didn't expect that after being taught such a lesson by him, someone would dare to provoke him. He really had some guts.

But what does this have to do with him.

He sneered, walked directly past Giotto, and walked into the house, leaving only one sentence.

"You can try it if you have the ability."

Giotto: "........."

The leader stood where he was, and didn't stop him again. Soon, Zun disappeared through the door, and G came with others.

"That man dares to be so arrogant." The red-haired young man gritted his teeth, wishing he could draw out his weapon and challenge this man who despised his leader one-on-one.

He was stopped immediately.

The leader of Vengley had calmed down at this moment, and the last words left by the strange strong man were like a plate of ice-cold water pouring down, making those restlessness disappear in smoke.

Giotto thought of the members of Vongleri's family. If there was a fight, he might be able to hold on, but those ordinary people would definitely not be able to resist the flame.

That was the fire that directly engulfed the bomber.

He remembered his responsibilities, those fetters, and everything he cherished, which tied his hands and feet firmly like ropes.

It made Giotto unable to take a step forward, and could only watch the other party leave, taking the person he valued with him.

He couldn't be sure if what that person said was true or not, and even his super-intuitive sense couldn't predict this sentence, and the leader of Pengo Li had many existences that he valued.

If the two are compared, the girl may be special, but it is still not as good as those existences added together.

In just a short moment, he had already made a choice.

Understanding this, Giotto sighed and shook his head at his left and right hands.

"Don't provoke him, I think this man doesn't take Pengo Li seriously."

G's eyes fell on his leader's face, and he froze in place.

Giotto was a little absent-minded, mounted his horse and ordered: "Let's go, we have to go to the next place."

"........."

"G?"

"Yes!"

"Let's go."

The horse's hooves stepped on the ground, making a kicking sound, dust was raised, and the sun shone on the team.

Since leaving the place just now, G has been unable to bear looking at Giotto's back, and even suspected that he was wrong just now, after all, he had never seen such a look on this sunny partner.

It's like regret, relief, or regret... It's complicated and subtle, just like the blue and clear sky, it seems that there are a few more dark clouds, more rainbows, or something else.

Although the sky is still inclusive of everything, complex changes have precipitated after that piece of blue.

G was thinking about it, and suddenly remembered a story he had heard when he was a child.

"A little boy in the town, after a day's work, he was walking home with his things. In order to hurry up, the little boy decided to take a risk and go through the forest."

"The forest at night is very strange, and it makes him fearful."

"The reckless boy suddenly broke into an open space, and then...he saw the most beautiful flower he had ever seen in his life. The flower was so beautiful that he lost his ability to think the moment he saw the flower."

"A boy fell in love with a flower, but he found that he couldn't free up any finger to take the flower away while holding the food, and he couldn't even touch its petals."

"The food in his arms is the hope for his younger sister to live, the comfort for his mother when he is sad, and the support for his father in his affliction... The little boy has too many reasons why he cannot give up the food in his arms."

"He looked at the flowers quietly, as if he wanted to engrave them in his heart."

"The boy knew that he might not be able to see her again, so he could only admire the beauty of the flower over and over again, and then left the open space with this memory."

G recalls the nun, the last words.

"After leaving the forest, the sun gradually rose, and the boy saw the golden village. He rushed home with food..."

"He stopped in front of the house and found that he could no longer remember how the petals of the flowers were curled, only the food in his arms was still heavy."

The story the nun told is to educate them not to give up responsibilities that cannot be theirs for the sake of selfish desires.

Giotto also heard the story, and heard it as many times as he did.

G looked at the back of the leader while recalling.

I don't know, did he think of the little boy in that story?

…………

A few days later, Qing Xiao sat by the kitchen window, smelling the aroma of baking bread, while looking out the window casually.

Erin is making lunch with Aunt Sissi, and she is the mascot.

"Those men are ready to go. Why are you fighting? Isn't my son's life his life? War kills people, and those two bastards don't take themselves seriously."

"These leaders and cadres are all black-hearted."

"Of course, only Master Qing Xiao is not."

The judge held his chin and listened to the thoughts of this middle-aged woman. This aunt was the warrior who tried to expel the leader of Vengley with a broom.

Later, her son and husband joined Vengley, so she had to join, but from the above words, it can be seen that this lady has never taken Vengley's people seriously.

My aunt's core idea is very clear—it's not who she is targeting, but that she thinks everyone in Pengo Lie is rubbish, including his husband and son, except the judge.

Since she wasn't scolding her, Qing Xiao didn't intend to stop her at all, and even beat away the person who wanted to teach her aunt a lesson.

As a result, Aunt Ceci, who became more and more serious, became what she is now.

The girl thinks this is also good.

As the war approached, the emotions within the family became more and more high, especially the young people. They had not experienced the hell more than ten years ago, and they were unwilling to understand that period of history.

Many people held a mission, and were dazzled by the so-called honor, hero, and mission, and rushed to the front line with a fever of mind.

Compared with ordinary members, Qing Xiao is more wary of the gradual enthusiasm among cadres.

She thinks that Pengelie is too eager for war now, and Qing Xiao doesn't want these people to indulge in war, for what is the most important thing to fight, not to fight more wars.

Although it is not appropriate, but the examiner believes that the cold water like Aunt Saixi is perfect, and if a group falls into a frenzy as a whole, it is easy to go to extremes.

Dissenting voices are precious.

The author has something to say: the storytelling is made up, I don’t care, I will tell the story, primary school students tell the story, I am very happy, hahaha.

I stabbed the first generation again today, hey, happy.

Why do you think it’s more fun to write a single arrow and get stabbed than a car [Zou Kai]

This dungeon is coming to an end, and the last car in the next dungeon will come out, the second intelligence provider.

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Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Lin Li;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!