"You, what are you talking about?" The saint''s face was pale.


    Tianmiao sighed and waved his hand. A huge dragon appeared in the sky of the temple. The huge dragon looked down at the saint and gave a long, angry chant.


    The people on the mountain screamed.


    Dragon!


    It''s really a dragon!


    And an angry dragon!


    Is it because of this dragon that the rain keeps falling in the second half of the year?


    The Dragon once again issued a long chant, swam in the air, flew to the side of the sky, the huge dragon head close to the sky. She sobbed twice, and the people below were surprised to understand the grievance in the dragon''s voice.


    "It''s hard for you." Tianmiao reaches out his hand and gently touches the dragon''s horn. Then he looks at the pale faced Saint standing in front of the temple and says sternly, "and you have imprisoned the young dragon and taken his blood day and night to continue your monster lover''s life. The dragon mother comes to let you release the young dragon, but you are not afraid. Dragon mother can completely destroy all this, but she can''t bear so many lives, because you are stupid to pay the price. She has been forbearing, so the rain lasted so long, she gave you so many opportunities, you are still stubborn


    The people were in an uproar, and then angrily looked at the saint. If vision could kill, the virgin would have been broken to pieces. This disaster, let them lose their homes, and their families separated, there are many people lost their lives.


    And the source of this disaster is actually the selfishness of their most revered saint.


    Did she forget what the duty of the Virgin was?


    How could she have the heart to watch so many people who loved her die in front of her?


    How can she comfort the people who have lost their homes and relatives?


    "As a saint, I guard the safety and happiness of all. Then who will guard my happiness? " Unconvinced, the saint asked aloud, "who can see my pain? I kneel day and night in front of the temple to pray for the people, I paid my youth, my life, then who will consider for me


    "You can choose not to be a saint. No one has ever forced you." Tianmiao said coldly, "you seem to have forgotten your original intention to join the temple. You seem to have forgotten the purpose of the temple''s ability. There is nothing wrong with pursuing happiness, but why do you let the whole life be buried with your love? "


    The Virgin was stunned.


    The next moment, a young white dragon appears beside the giant dragon. The Dragon uttered a long, earthshaking chant, full of excitement and joy. The next moment, she roared in pain again. Because the young white dragon is black and white, and the scars on his body are old and new, and he is extremely weak. Tianmiao reaches out his hand and touches xiaobailong''s head. Xiaobailong, who was still dying, is in good spirits. All his wounds are healed. When he opens his eyes and sees his mother, he roars happily and moves up and down around the dragon mother, intimately. Then he rubbed Tianmiao''s palm with his dragon horn, full of gratitude and happiness. The dragon mother also gave out a long and excited chant.


    "Go back to your habitat. Don''t run around until you''re not strong enough. " Tianmiao said to the two dragons with a smile, "don''t worry, everything has its own cause and effect. Don''t feel guilty for the disaster you have to do. I will restart it. You will be compensated for what you have suffered. And the sin that this saint has committed must be paid back. "


    The dragon mother and the little white dragon swim in the air, salute to Tianmiao, and then salute again. At last, with a long chant, they rush up to the clouds and disappear in everyone''s eyes.


    The saint shivered and clenched her teeth, trying to stand up straight.


    It''s all over. Why do gods come?


    Is he really wrong?


    Is it wrong to pursue true love?


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