God doesn't want me to be human

At the gate of the garden, the Holy Son stood quietly.

His expression was still gentle, as usual, even though there was a murder going on in the garden.

"Is this why the other knights stopped me?"

The Holy Son walked into the garden and walked towards the place of murder.

The two giant swords had already been drawn out, and Lu Jia fell into a pool of blood. Suzanne turned her head sharply holding the giant sword, her pupils shrank for a moment, then she clenched the giant sword tightly and looked at her beloved Son.

The holy son came to Lu Jia, knelt down on one knee, his white robe was soaked in blood, he bent down to hug Lu Jia, and the clothes were smeared with blood.

The whiteness is soaked in blood.

"Master Son!" Suzanne couldn't help shouting out.

How can you do this? !

Her pupils contracted violently.

Shengzi looked up at her, then looked away, looked at Lu Jia intently, and picked him up.

The white robes of the past were dazzlingly red.

Susanna looked at the Holy Son who was holding Lu Jia, whose clothes were stained with blood, bit her lips tightly, and trembled slightly.

How can you do this?How can you do this? !How can you do this! ! !

Obviously this sinner is going to die!But why does this sinner still pollute the Holy Son!Why... the Holy Son is willing to be polluted?

"Master Shengzi!" Suzanne called to stop Shengzi who was holding Lu Jia away, her tears kept streaming down, she tried to smile and asked, "Master Shengzi——"

"Are you abandoning us?"

Make a mess of the world, hold that sinner, leave them.

Is this pollution?Is this sinner the legendary demon?Even the Son was inevitably polluted.

"Susanna, you made a mistake." The Son looked back at her gently.

"Everyone yearns for the light, but who knows if the light is willing to shine on them."

Susanna's pupils trembled violently, and she stared at the Son of God.Lord Son, their Lord Son, represents God's Lord Son.

"Susanna, I never felt sorry for you."

This is more cruel than any sentence.

Without pity, there can be no talk of abandonment.

They never got it.

Never.

"Crack!" The two giant swords were thrust into the soil, Susannah raised her head and smiled silently, tears streaming down her face.

Then her time was stopped, and she stood quietly in this position in the garden.

The Holy Son had already walked out of the garden with Lu Jia in his arms, and walked towards the main hall of the temple.

When Lu Jia opened his eyes, his vision was pitch black.

do you died?

He vaguely remembered being stabbed once, oh no, twice by Suzanne.So is it cool now?

Before he could make a conclusion, the severe pain in his abdomen told him the fact that he was still alive.

"Hmm." Lu Jia snorted in pain, really feeling alive.

So, why did Suzanne stab him twice!Isn't the world getting better? Isn't a new life about to come? Why do they suddenly start killing each other!

After the severe labor pains passed, Lu Jia got used to the fine-grained pain, and then realized that he was lying in the main hall of the temple.

There was no fire in the dilapidated main hall, only the translucent high roof had an extremely weak light, which seemed to be much brighter than the surrounding darkness, but the level of darkness was different.

Lu Jia struggled to get up. He was actually very worried that his bandaged abdominal wound would burst, but fortunately, such a terrible thing did not happen.

I think should not be?

Lu Jia was not sure.

Slowly moving to the door, Lu Jia finally saw someone.

The Son turned his back to him and looked into the distance.

"Master Shengzi." Seeing Shengzi, Lu Jia suddenly felt at ease.

Although he guessed before that it was the Holy Son who saved him, he just didn't know why he was brought to the main hall, so he was a little uneasy.But now, when you see the Son, you don't have to worry about anything.

After joy and peace of mind, Lu Jia finally saw what the Holy Son was looking at.

It was firelight, firelight all over the horizon.In the dense night, clusters of flames lit up in the east and west, and the burning black and red smoke shot up into the sky, protruding into the sky on the vast land, dyeing the sky red.

"Then... what is it?" Lu Jia was a little taken aback.

What is this doing?Are you fighting at night?Burn, kill, looting conference?

"It's just to adapt." The Son replied gently.

The way of living has suddenly changed, and they can no longer get everything through the altar. People who have never farmed and worked, for food, to vent panic, and to survive, use killing to adapt as quickly as possible.

Lu Jia opened his mouth, but finally closed it.

Every time the carrion is cut off, it will be accompanied by pain, which is clearly written in history.

This is something that the gods can't do.

After the labor pains, a new hope will grow, and then become a towering tree that protects everyone.

"Lu Jia." Sheng Zi turned around and looked at him gently, interrupting his chaotic thoughts.

Lu Jia looked at the Son, waiting quietly.

"There is something very important that needs your help."

Faced with Shengzi's request, Lu Jia agreed without saying a word, and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Mr. Shengzi, I will do my best to help."

"Then I will trouble you." Shengzi looked very happy, his golden eyes curled up.

the next day.

An old castle with high walls is located on the lush grass in the wilderness, and the soft flowers near the old castle are stained with blood and broken flesh.

Stepping on the blood-stained grass, the person in a white robe came to the gate of the ancient castle and stopped. She raised her head and looked at the blood-smeared gate with ice-blue eyes.

"Hehehe~ Why is Lady Lilith coming to my place when you have time?" A beautiful lady was sitting on the high wall of the castle. The feather fan in her hand covered half of her face, revealing a pair of eyes without a smile on her face. .

Lilith looked at her and said coldly, "I'm not here to trouble you, Mrs. Lane."

"That's really great." Mrs. Lane patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Last night was really terrible. Those mobs..."

"The Holy Son is polluted." Lilith interrupted her meaningless nonsense.

Mrs. Lane narrowed her eyes and looked at Lilith carefully.

Lilith continued: "I heard the oracle 'the light has been confused, the temple is about to be chaotic', and the Holy Son has been deceived."

"Yesterday, Susanna took the Paladins to confront the Holy Son, but now, both Susanna and the Paladins have been stopped in time."

"Mrs. Lane, you should understand that only the Holy Son has the ability to freeze time."

After finishing speaking, Lilith looked at Mrs. Lane indifferently.

Mrs. Lane stared at her for a long time before suddenly laughing: "Is it an oracle or an 'oracle'? Lady Lilith should know better than me."

"But." Mrs. Lane jumped down from the wall of the castle, the feather fan just lifted Lilith's chin, and she smiled charmingly.

"I'm more curious, why did Master Lilith find us colleagues who make you feel ashamed?"

"I don't have enough people anymore." Lilith looked at her indifferently, and pushed away the feather fan.

Mrs. Lane put away her feather fan and looked at her thoughtfully.

"Then let's join in, dear Bishop Lilith--dear, former saint."

Lilith's eyes were still icy.

Temple.

Lu Jia, who promised to help the Holy Son, began a hard life of collecting firewood.

That's right, the poor Lu Jia, who was still seriously injured, started collecting firewood.

Every morning, when the morning light first appeared, Lu Jia got up, walked slowly to the woods on the mountain behind the temple, and started to collect firewood, which lasted until sunset.

All day!

Even though Lu Jia's movements were slow and cautious, Lu Jia felt that he was not far from a sudden death.

Every night, when the Holy Son used the holy light to help Lu Jia heal his wounds, Lu Jia almost cried and begged the Holy Son not to treat him, and let him fall ill on the hospital bed.

But in this case, Lu Jia couldn't say it at all.

Indeed, a seriously injured person goes to collect firewood every day, it is really sad for those who see it, and tears for those who hear it.

But the Son suffered more.

Lu Jia didn't know what the Holy Son was going to do, but every day when he dragged a small handful of firewood to the main hall of the temple, he could see the Holy Son bleeding and drawing runes on the ground with a pale face.

It should be very important.

Looking at the pale-faced Holy Son, Lu Jia worked hard to gather firewood.

While collecting firewood, Lu Jia was having fun while suffering.He cheered himself up in his heart.

come on!Keep going, what else can you do wrong when you return to Earth!The bright avenue of a winner in life is waiting for you!

All the firewood that Lu Jia worked so hard and painstakingly collected were all piled up on the base of the main hall of the temple where the statue was originally placed.

On this day, the sixth day of Lu Jia's hard work collecting firewood, he dragged his seriously injured body and walked along the path in the mountains.

As time went by, it became more and more difficult to pick up firewood. Lu Jia couldn't find enough to pick up even a small bundle when his face turned pale.

He felt that if this was some kind of scheming and brawling novel, the enemy would immediately jump out and take advantage of his illness to kill him.

In fact, even someone as dull as Lu Jia could feel something was wrong.

For example, the temple seemed to be empty all of a sudden, only him and the Holy Son were left, and he was fed by the Holy Son's spells every day.

I feel a little uneasy.Lu Jia is very willing to run away, it is best to run to a place where there are no people.

But the Son has important things to do here.

So Lu Jia suppressed the mood of running away, and lived happily as much as possible.

"Shua—" The clump of grass in front moved.

Lu Jia immediately stopped in his tracks, staring at the grass, his heart pounding.

No, there will be no enemies...

Haha, how is that possible? It's not a TV drama, but there are ups and downs in the plot.Besides, how can there be an enemy that is so easy to be discovered?Not a smart show.

"Damn it! Can't you be more careful!" A voice came from the grass.

Without saying a word, Lu Jia threw down the firewood and covered his stomach, and ran back, shouting while running, "Master Shengzi..."

Help!

He couldn't say the last three words, and fell straight down.

A parrot flew out of the grass, it flew around Lu Jia's head, and landed on Lilith's raised arm beside a big tree.

Looking at Lu Jia who passed out, Lilith's eyes were icy, and the corners of her lips curled into a sarcasm.