Chapter 550 Ominous Omen
【Junior Sister, you are not suitable to stay in this place, please leave with me. 】
Between half-dream and half-awake, Gu Muran seemed to hear a voice.
The voice was extremely gentle, as if discussing with her.
But soon, the voice changed.
It was still the voice of that person just now, but it became a little violent.
【Junior sister, you see, human beings are selfish, they only care about themselves, they only believe in what they see in front of them, they don't care what the truth is. 】
【To them, you are no longer the savior you used to be. Now you are a devil to them! It is sin! ! ! do you understand? 】
The sound passed through her eardrums, and drilled into her ears word by word.
Painfully beating her heart.
The entire dark space in front of him suddenly turned around because of these inexplicable words in his mind.
The scene changed to a certain street.
【Have you heard of it? Some people said that they saw the national teacher? 】
【real or fake? 】
The common people who heard about this incident could hardly sit still, and they all headed towards the entrance of the city gate.
[Where is the national teacher? 】
Everyone looked around.
At this time, I don't know who said a word: [I was in the teahouse just now, and saw a person with a background similar to the national teacher, wearing purple clothes. 】
As we all know, when the national teacher was canonized, he was wearing purple clothes.
All the people who were expecting the appearance of the national teacher all rushed into the teahouse.
They searched all over the first and second floors, but they still couldn't find the crimson figure from behind.
At this time, no one realized whether someone was playing with them.
But the crowd was too chaotic just now, and they couldn't find the person who spoke for a while.
Just as the group was about to leave, someone noticed something unusual.
"Hey, look, isn't the woman sitting by the window very strange?"
Wearing a veiled hat and a veiled face.
No matter how you look at it, how weird it is.
At this time, someone bravely stepped forward, "Do you know the national teacher?"
The common people cried out that they missed the national teacher in various ways. At that time, they had just experienced a war, and the people especially missed the time when the national teacher was there.
The woman in white didn't answer.
At this time, there was a gust of wind blowing outside the window, and the veil of the woman in white was blown up a bit.
The silver hair under the hood was also lifted a bit by the wind.
that moment--
The expression of the person who was still thinking about the national teacher just now changed suddenly.
——[This can't be the national teacher, I saw clearly just now, she is a witch, with silver hair, this is an ominous sign. 】
For a moment, everyone seemed to have changed their countenance from the polite tone just now.
The kind face is gone forever, and everyone can't wait to approach her.
Spit and stars splashed randomly.
【This is the people you help wholeheartedly. 】
A voice sounded in Gu Muran's heart.
Gu Muran stood in mid-air, watching the current scene.
This, she thought, was probably all that had happened.
The woman in white was still sitting by the window, her expression not fluctuating in the slightest because of their words.
Instead, he suddenly looked into the mid-air.
At that moment, Gu Muran had a feeling, whether he could perceive his own existence back then.
Soon, she verified her idea.
I saw the woman in white move her lips, she could see the shape of her lips clearly, she seemed to be saying, [What I have done is worthy of the world, and I am worthy of myself, this is enough. 】
That's right, the woman in white is the national teacher.
He almost lost his cultivation as a national teacher.
Seeing this girl's silver hair, the common people felt that she was not a national teacher, so they started aggressively, trying to take off her veil, trying to see her true face.
Just at this time.