Douluo: Top Ten Goddesses at the Beginning

Chapter 158 Faith Ceremony
"We conceded defeat..."

A soft and eager voice came, and it was the first time that it had automatically surrendered in the finals.

After all, the finals are a knockout match, and admitting defeat means leaving the arena.

But no one was shocked.

Everyone can already see that Tiandou Royal Academy is at the end of the road, and there is no possibility of turning defeat into victory.

At this time, the referee also landed on the fighting spirit platform, announcing the victory of Wuhundian.

Another round of cheers broke out in the auditorium.

After all, the finals were held in Wuhun City, which is the home field of Wuhundian, so the number of people supporting Wuhundian team is naturally the largest.

For Su Mu, this battle was still straightforward, and Xie Yue and Hu Liena's martial soul fusion skills were not even exposed.

In the anger of Yu Tianheng and Duguyan, Su Mu walked off the ring without hesitation.

After all, this is the competition venue, with so many pairs of eyes watching, it is impossible for him to kill Dugu Yan rashly...

This game is also the last game of this round, and the audience is gradually leaving...

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The screen turns.

Star Empire.

Zao'an Village.

Last year, it rained heavily for a whole month, resulting in crop failure and a famine rarely seen in decades.

Men, women and children from dozens of surrounding villages, who can walk, have migrated thousands of miles to seek food in farther places.

After all, living is more important than anything else! ! !

There are only some old, weak, sick and disabled left in the village, who live by eating wild vegetables and bark.

If this continues, the bark of wild vegetables will probably be eaten by them, and what awaits them is starvation and death.

A hunched, skinny old man with a goatee who hadn't taken care of it for a long time, leaned against a big tree, and said weakly: "Old Li, when do you think the royal family will send us disaster relief?" Food."

The upper body was also bare, looking at the stains, and the old Li Tou who didn't know how long he hadn't bathed sighed: "Old Wang, how can the royal family remember us poor people?"

"The famine has been going on for more than half a year. You can see the relief food provided by the royal family. How can the official remember the life and death of us humble people..."

"They just know how to make sure their lives are not affected."

Old Wangtou: "Hey, shall we wait to die like this?"

Old Li: "Die, die, it's good to die, it's over once and for all."

At this moment, caravans wearing rough linen clothes came in groups of caravans in this little village that no one cared about, and the leader was a middle-aged man.

It looked like there were about a dozen people.

They pushed the carriage, and there were generations of sacks on it, and I don't know what was in it.

On the carriage at the back, many cauldrons can still be seen.

"Look, someone is here." The old Wang looked at the stranger who suddenly appeared in the village, and said pleasantly, "Could it be for disaster relief?"

"Want to fart?" Old Li said angrily: "Look at the clothes of those people, it is not the government at first glance. These days, the government doesn't care about the life or death of us untouchables. Who else cares about us?"

"At first glance, it looks like a passing caravan."

At this time, many women had already run up with their children.

They had been hungry for a long time, and every time someone passed by the village, they would go up and ask for some food.

When they met kind-hearted people, they would always give them some rations, and the women carefully kept them, not daring to finish them all at once, and carefully planned and saved them for the children.

I also met bullies, not only refused to give them, but also sneered at them when they saw that they had no compassion, and hid far away, with a full face of sarcasm.

"Old Wangtou, look at those women, they are ashamed to death. In our village, it is said that there was a Contra, and they have completely embarrassed them."

"Shame?" Old Wangtou sighed, "Do we still have face? There is nothing more important than having a full stomach."

"The ancestors were honored, but who will remember..."

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A middle-aged man wearing a rag and a bamboo hat was obviously the leader of the team.

Looking at the old and weak women who came around, he stopped the convoy and shouted: "Everyone, don't worry, we are here to distribute food for everyone, everyone has it."

"Get out of the way, let's find a flat place and cook porridge for everyone."

Immediately, you look at me, I look at you, everyone has an unknowable face, and then a child asked in a low voice: "Uncle, are you really here to save us?"

The leading man took out a dagger from his pocket and thrust it into the sack, and immediately the white rice remained...

In an instant, many cries of joy and tears came.

"It turns out that someone still remembers us."

"We are saved."

After about half an hour, the middle-aged man had found an open space to lie down and cooked the rice porridge.

"Everyone line up and come to pick them up one by one. Don't worry, everyone has them."

Then a black wave of soul power flashed on Zhou Zhongnian's body, and he put the soul power in his throat, with a kind of attractive magic power, and said loudly: "Everyone remember, we belong to the Church of Chaos, as long as you believe in us, we guarantee that everyone will eat Full and warm."

The voice that has been amplified by soul power is imprinted on everyone's heart like a spell.

This doesn't actually change anything, it just adds to people's impressions, but it's enough.

"Old Li Tou, I didn't expect such a good thing." Old Wang Touchan stood up weakly: "I'm going to have porridge too..."

"Hey, old Wang, wait for me, I'm going too."

In less than a while, the only hundred or so people left in the village have already received a night of rice porridge in an orderly manner.

How many days have passed, this is the first time they can eat such a delicious staple food.

However, many women only took a sip before putting it away...

Seeing such a scene, the middle-aged man felt sour in his heart.

In the empire, the various sects lived a life of wealth and honor, but the poor at the bottom could not have a bite of rice porridge.

"Everyone, don't be afraid, we will stay forever and will not leave." The middle-aged man's loud voice came.

At the same time, the rest of the team had already taken action, among them besides soul masters, there were also builders.

In this remote village, they are going to build a temple.

The appearance of the main god enshrined in the temple, upon closer inspection, is exactly similar to the image displayed by Su Mu in the kingdom of the gods on the other side.

The same scene played out in many villages.

This is all arranged by Ning Fengzhi, although the headquarters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is in the Heaven Dou Empire, as the richest sect, it naturally has many forces in the Star Luo Empire.

In order to achieve Ning Rongrong's exchange without revealing his identity, of course the address should be as far away as possible.

At the same time, even if someone finds out, the identities of these people will be very innocent, and they have absolutely nothing to do with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

(End of this chapter)