Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

The latest website: Zhao Yaxin said at the end, not only did he not appear to "confess his guilt", but instead looked like he had suffered an unjust injustice and had to fight for it.

Lin Weimao smiled playfully at the corner of his mouth.

"Now, are you still pretending?"

but.

Zhao Yaxin's words were not meant for Lin Weimao.

Those fans who didn't want to believe that the perfect goddess Zhao Yaxin turned out to be a demon at first heard Zhao Yaxin's words, they instantly boiled over!

"We believe in goddesses!"

"How could Zhao Yaxin be a demon, she is the perfect goddess! Ou Ho! Goddess, don't give in!"

"This must be the event party and the official who want to discredit the goddess! They tampered with the data of the virtual competition!"

"That's right, we have seen it with our own eyes, how noble and beautiful those female believers are, how could they be succubus!"

"Protest, protest!"

"The official smeared Zhao Yaxin, the goddess of perfection! I'm going to post it online!"

"Support the Goddess to fight injustice!"

"It's no wonder that the guardian deity didn't kill Lin Fan before. It seems that the official and Lin Fan are together!"

a time.

The crowd was excited and the scene was extremely chaotic.

A group of irritable old brothers rushed into the ring. If they were not afraid of Lin Weimao, the guardian deity, they would have shot directly.

There are even some viewers who are watching the fun and are not afraid of big things. They bow their heads and open their wristbands. They post on the Internet and broadcast live broadcasts. The headlines are "The Perfect Goddess Zhao Yaxin is Smeared by the Officials", "The Freshman Tournament tampered with the data and framed Zhao Yaxin"!

Just a matter of seconds.

Lin Weimao's bracelet began to flicker continuously, and more than a dozen senior officials of Lieyang Divine Kingdom sent communication requests.

"Are you still pretending?" Lin Weimao ignored the communication requests and looked at Zhao Yaxin with a cold face, and the divine power of light surged slowly.

"What are you pretending! Woohoo, don't think I'm easy to bully, the tournament team must give me an explanation today!" Zhao Yaxin burst into tears, sobbing and gritting her teeth: "Otherwise I'll complain to you! I'm not convinced!"

Looking at Zhao Yaxin, who had been wronged and looked wronged, Lin Weimao suddenly hesitated.

Silence for a long time.

"Okay." Lin Weimao nodded: "I'll convince you."

"The competition side, bring the game data. I will check it in public."

"Red," Lin Weimao turned to look at the red-haired female officer, "Send my military order to call all the gods in the data field of the military base, whether it is the **** of mathematics or the **** of calculation, all gather and prepare to check the data."

"Yes." The red-haired woman nodded and left quickly.

Seeing this, those fans and audiences were slightly relieved, but they still said loudly.

"We're not leaving!"

"That is, we are here to see with our own eyes, how they frame the perfect goddess!"

"Hey, I want to see what tricks they can play in front of everyone!"

"It's so ridiculous, how could Zhao Yaxin, the perfect goddess, be a devil, she is so noble and beautiful, Ou Ho~"

"I believe in the perfect goddess Zhao Yaxin~Ouhao~"

The atmosphere at the scene was even more tense than before, when the game was going on.

After all, this can be related to the reputation of the perfect goddess Zhao Yaxin, and even fate!

Once confirmed as a demon, the perfect goddess who has been dreamed of by countless male gods will probably not be able to leave the competition hall today.

But anyway.

Seeing that the guardian deity did not directly kill, but wanted to check the appearance, the originally nervous fans were also slightly relieved.

And the other side.

The reason why Lin Weimao proposed to check the data is not just to appease the emotions of these fans.

More for yourself.

If there is no clue about the game data, Zhao Yaxin's followers are really succubus that only demons can possess, then he will still kill her mercilessly.

But if Zhao Yaxin was really framed...

If Lin Weimao is the wrong killer, the light in his heart will make him never forgive himself for killing an innocent god.

"Okay, then we'll wait here."

"In ten minutes, everything will be clear."

The dazzling Bright Divine Sword slowly moved away from Zhao Yaxin's pink and white neck, and a cold voice came from under the mask.

Miss Meishen, who is the host, has a big head at this time, but out of professionalism, she bravely walked up and reassured the audience: "I really didn't expect such a special situation to occur at the game. "

"But please also believe in the tournament party, in the guardian deity, and in the official kingdom of God."

"We will definitely investigate this matter clearly. If Miss Zhao Yaxin is really wronged, we will prove her innocence and publish an apology for her in the highest-level official publication of the Kingdom of God."

"And, the tournament party will also make additional compensation to her."

"Also please be patient."

"Of course, no matter what, the results of the competition have already appeared. Let's applaud Lin Fan's performance now."

An embarrassed smile appeared on Lin Fan's face.

It's really shy, don't say, this is the first time I have faced the applause and cheers of so many audiences...

But soon,

Lin Fan realized that he was thinking too much.

The audience looked at Lin Fan, their eyes were full of disgust, and even a grumpy old man directly roared about the injustice in the sky, the victory of evil over justice...

Lin Fan: "..."

Sure enough, the Great Demon King did not deserve applause.

But do you think this will knock me down?

I, Lin Fan, just want to go all the way to the dark!

It seems that he can only walk alone on the road of the Great Demon King... Lin Fan reluctantly slapped his mouth.

However.

in this silence.

Suddenly remembered a round of applause.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

The crisp applause was so out of place in this silent and unappealing stadium.

"Isn't it, someone really cheers for me?"

"Is there really someone who is a bosom friend of my great devil?"

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, then looked down.

I saw Zhang Chengfeng, who was sitting at the very front~www.wuxiaspot.com~, who had seen him before, was looking at him with fiery eyes, as if he was looking at a peerless beauty, which made Lin Fan couldn't help shaking the chrysanthemum again.

As for why he said it again... it was because Lin Fan was very familiar with this look.

When he was pretending to be a fighting puppet, the old man looked at him like that!

"He's not really an old glass, is he?"

"Or, did he recognize me?"

For a time, the emotion that had just risen in Lin Fan's heart turned into an incomparable fear.

And the other side.

No one noticed, just at the most chaotic moment.

A middle-aged man sitting in the corner of the seat slowly got up, walked out of the arena quickly, took a detour to the backstage, and then bluntly opened the backstage door with his right hand.

The action is very stiff.