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Chapter 183: Compassionate Gods Save World-Weary Believers (16)

His eyes were inexplicably plunged into darkness, and there was an inexplicable feeling of powerlessness all over his body.

Qingning frowned and was about to get up and look for something in the darkness when a white-haired squirrel suddenly appeared in front of him.

[Host, dear, long time no see. 】

Qingning frowned and stared at him for a while, then said for a long time: [Squirrel...has he spoken? ! 】

noob:【……】

[Please allow me to reintroduce myself. I am the deputy judge of the trial bench - Xiaobai, not a normal squirrel! 】

Qing Ning didn't care about his identity, and waved his hand impatiently: "No matter who you are, let me go out to see God immediately!" 】

[Otherwise I will kill you directly! 】

Xiaobai looked at the unconcealed murderous intent in his eyes, and quickly summoned Zhuo'an's special chain in his conscious space to tie him tightly.

After making sure that Qing Ning was not aggressive, Xiao Bai raised his head high, straightened his posture, and said to him: [The host is great, the world is so beautiful, please don't choose to face life by fighting and killing! 】

[Haha...] Qingning chuckled, with a mocking look on his face: [If you have the ability, please untie this broken chain like a dog! 】

Xiaobai glanced at him expressionlessly: [This is the chain made by the Lord Inquisitor by drawing dragon tendons. It was made by the god of your family specifically to control you. 】

As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Ning stopped moving.

He looked at Xiaobai and asked like a dazed idiot: "Is this a chain specially made by the gods for me?" 】

Xiaobai didn't think too much and nodded casually.

[Did Lord God think of me when he made the chain? 】 Qingning had a weird smile on his face, and his uncontrolled fingertips rubbed the edge of the chain little by little.

The corners of Xiaobai's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

[Host, when you see me, don’t you feel familiar at all? 】

[Don’t have random relationships. ] Qing Ning looked at the white-haired squirrel and forced herself to ignore the overly familiar feeling: [I don’t recognize you. 】

Xiaobai stared at him expressionlessly: [Please host tell the truth, otherwise you will stay in this place forever and never see your god again. 】

Qingning pursed her lips and said reluctantly: "I just think you look familiar." 】

【I definitely don’t know you! 】

When he said this, he was more self-deceiving. He was sure that he knew this white-haired squirrel that could only talk, but he didn't want to know him.

he always feels...

If he admitted that he recognized the white-haired squirrel, he would never see his god again.

[If you say you don’t know me, then you don’t know me. 】Xiaobai shook his big tail behind him, but he didn't force him to admit that he recognized him.

He stretched out his little paw and pressed it between Qing Ning's eyebrows, saying: [Do you want to know the truth about that day? 】

Qingning's deep eyes were dim and she did not speak.

[The truth about the day you were judged. 】

Xiaobai continued to speak, but did not give him a chance to refuse. Light golden divine power condensed in his palms and slowly sank into Qingning's eyebrows.

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After a period of dizziness subsided, Qingning slowly opened her eyes.

What came into view was a dark sky with some light drizzle blown away by the wind, leaving an annoying humidity on people's faces.

Qing Ning frowned and subconsciously walked towards the familiar trial stand.

However, before he could take a few more steps, Xiaobai bit the chains tied to his body, preventing him from moving forward.

[This recollection is only for consciousness travel. You cannot change any link or node. 】

Qingning ignored him, dragging the chains tied to him, and walked towards the trial stage little by little.

He raised his head in the center of the trial platform and looked up. There stood a person who looked exactly like the one in his dream.

Qingning stopped moving and just looked up at him blankly.

The man's face was cold, and he was dressed in white clothes, and his eyes were full of compassion for the world.

A god-like existence...

This is Qing Ning's most intuitive feeling.

"Bring the criminals here!"

There was still a fine drizzle in the gloomy sky. Under the order of the Lord Judge, a delicate young man sitting in a prison car was escorted by the servants to the center of the trial platform.

Qingning also stood in the center of the trial platform.

He was very close to the young man, close enough to see easily:

The young man was leaning lazily on the edge of the prison car, with a carefree expression, but his eyes were extremely greedy as he stared at the Lord Judge on the high seat.

This scene coincided with his dream, but it made the blood in his body feel as cold as solidification.

His gut told him that whatever was about to happen was bad.

But he couldn't change it.

Because people can never change the past, just like established history cannot be changed...

"The criminal Qing Ning is paranoid in nature, conceited, greedy, world-weary, and greedy for power."

"According to the rules of the God Realm, the memory and abilities should be sealed and thrown into the small world of punishment. Only when these five sins are redeemed can one be freed."

A familiar voice rang in her ears again. Qingning subconsciously walked towards him, but stopped at the next moment and just opened her mouth and silently called out to the judge on the high seat.

"Lord God..."

This is a title that he is extremely familiar with yet extremely unfamiliar with.

"Are you willing to accept such a rule?" He leaned slightly and asked Qing Ning.

His subtle attitude is more like treating his lover than treating criminals.

The boy who was identified as a criminal responded to him with a smile, and every word he spoke overlapped with Qingning's dream.

Qingning's expression was a little dazed. He walked towards the Lord Judge and whispered the title again: "Lord God..."

The memory that exists in the past cannot see him, and can only notice the young man leaning in the prison car in front of him.

His face was still as cold as frost, but his tone towards the young man softened, and it could even be said that he cherished him.

Qingning's nails dug into his flesh, and he forced himself to concentrate on watching this familiar scene.

He listened to the judge's gentle questioning of the young man in the prison car, and listened to the young man narrating the unknown past in a low voice just like in his dream.

The young man was explaining his guilt in a low voice, his deep eyes were obviously cloudy, but when he looked at the judge, he was filled with extremely pure love.

In the end, the young man analyzed his guilt one by one and obediently waited for the punishment from the judge.

But the judge did not relent because of his explanation. He still issued the final order: "The paranoid should punish themselves, the arrogant should always repent, the greedy should lose their treasures, the world-weary should be greedy for warmth, and the greedy for power should It should be cold at high places.”

"Are you willing to accept such a punishment?"