In order to have that sense of awe, a sense of awe brought by a sense of mystery.

Before officially starting his mission, Zhou Mingyu did not forget to tell the imperial spirit;

"Listen to me, O Imperial Spirit, from now on, you will not be a Imperial Spirit God. "

"What about you... That's it, you're now an apostle of the Spirit God. "

Hearing this, the Imperial Spirit couldn't help but scratch his hair in confusion

"Ah, I am not me, but my own apostle?".

Although this is a bit like letting Tang Seng sell Tang Seng meat by himself

But in terms of reasoning, it is still the same as before.

If you let the believers know, the god they will worship next is this stupid little girl in front of them.

If you have to doubt your life, it will affect your faith.

So in the early stages of the mission, this little fool had to be allowed to hide his true colors.

Because she really doesn't have the dignity and compulsion that God should have.

So for now, we have to convince this little fool to make her an apostle.

After taking a deep breath, Zhou Mingyu said leisurely;

"In short, you god-minded are too poor right now. "

"In the early stages of the mission, don't expose your true colors and influence the faith of believers. "

In this regard, the little fool is naturally ten thousand unhappy.

"What's wrong with being poor? Is there a reason that I am not me, but my own believer?".

Seeing that it was not possible to come soft, Zhou Mingyu came to the hard one.

"If you are disobedient, I will not help you recruit believers. "

"Let these people, believers go in an instant. "

This time, Zhou Mingyu didn't threaten the royal spirit with a lollipop.

Because that thing, just like divorce, if you talk about it too much, it will only have side effects.

And Zhou Mingyu is not only hard, but also soft and hard;

You can wait until there are more believers, and then suddenly reveal your true identity. "

"Imagine when the believers discover the Lord Rei God that they have always believed in..."

"It's not far away, it's not out of reach. "

"It's always by their side to help them get through the difficult times!"

"How merciful does that have to be for the people, and even more desperate for you, and worship you?"

Sure enough, under the temptation of Zhou Mingyu's three sentences, he successfully fooled this little fool and became lame.

Especially when I think about the scene described in Zhou Mingyu's mouth...

Yu Ling suddenly lost the so-called arrogance, and immediately agreed;

"It doesn't seem like much... Yes, then I'll be an apostle for myself!".

"Eh, that's what you're doing. Zhou Mingyu nodded slightly with satisfaction, and reached out to stroke Yu Ling's long silky hair.

Yu Ling was like a kitten, with a satisfied expression, as if he was enjoying Zhou Mingyu's touch very much.

Seeing this, the moment next to him pouted, his expression was very envious.

Although the little guy didn't speak, he just silently took the initiative to stick it up and hugged Zhou Mingyu's thigh directly.

There was no way, Zhou Mingyu took it by the way, and brushed up the hair of the moment.

Looking at the moment again, it was also an expression of enjoyment, it really looked like raising two very clingy little milk cats.

After pacifying the two little guys, Zhou Mingyu took the two of them into the clinic.

This small clinic is full of beds for patients.

Only in the middle, leaving a very narrow aisle.

According to the experience of the last time, of course, it is to start with the illness with a story.

As for those who have no story, even if they die of illness in the next second, Zhou Mingyu will not care.

Walking around the clinic, Zhou Mingyu's eyes immediately locked on a mother and son.

First of all, Zhou Mingyu doesn't have any evil thoughts.

It's mainly a little girl, and she's really sick.

Lying on the hospital bed with a high fever, the whole person was directly confused.

And her mother, although she was also very sick.

But women are weak, and mothers are strong.

Let the little girl lie alone on the bed that is now hard to find.

Completely ignoring his violent cough from time to time, dragging his tired body, he only focused on taking care of his daughter's safety.

Such a touching picture is naturally full of storytelling.

After selecting the target, Zhou Mingyu stepped forward and pretended to speak leisurely

"Poor beings, they have been tormented so painfully by the sudden epidemic that has befallen them. "

Seeing Zhou Mingyu's appearance as an old god, the mother couldn't help but be surprised.

"Excuse me... Who are you?".

Zhou Mingyu made a fool of himself again, and replied like the two diseases of the six flowers;

"I am the High Priestess of the Cult of the Spirits. "

"I heard that there was a large-scale epidemic in this place. "

"In obedience to the will of the merciful spirit god, I have come to send down the gift of the spirit god to save you from calamity. "

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhou Mingyu finished speaking, the little fool of Yu Ling couldn't wait to pounce.

"Wow~ Stygian Feather, it turns out... It turns out that you worship me so much, I am really touched!".

"But why, on earth, are you not my believer?"

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