This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Time seemed to stand still completely at this moment.

As the saying goes, “A thousand-mile dam is destroyed by an ant hole.” Sometimes, a grand and mysterious plan does not necessarily have to fail in a spectacular manner.

The word "collapse" may only require the breeze caused by the flapping of the wings of a tiny butterfly.

……

In Liyang City, everyone looked up at the bright white light connected to the sky.

Originally, the statue, which was as dazzling as a white torch, seemed like a god coming to the earth, but the process seemed to be frozen. The statue was like a light bulb with poor contact, flickering, and the white light column also flickered. After struggling several times, it finally went out powerlessly.

The moonlight on the statue was gradually fading and dissipating, and finally, it turned back into dull stone.

What Crescent Moon Immortal? He’s obviously just a big piece of stone!

The girl whose neck was strangled by an unknown force was finally released, but she was strangled too hard and became completely unconscious. Her hands and feet hung limply, and she fell rapidly from the sky!

Just when she was about to fall to the ground, a gentle breeze gently supported her body.

Everyone was silent, standing there like lost lambs, waiting for the unknown fate that was about to befall them.

Chen Yangjiao opened his mouth wide, looking in astonishment at the Crescent Moon Immortal who had lost his divine light. The three incense sticks in his hands slipped from his fingers unknowingly, and bounced after falling to the ground.

"This...this..." His lips trembled, and he tried to say a complete sentence several times, but failed every time because the impact was too strong. His whole mind went blank and he couldn't react to anything.

The middle-aged man's roar attracted everyone's attention.

Roaring, crashing, wailing, cracking stones...

Countless voices filled with overflowing emotions emanated from the direction of the statue. Every ding-ding sound contained the anger that had been hidden in the stonemason's heart for ten years!

Suddenly, like a volcanic eruption, with desperate momentum and unstoppable courage, no one dared to stop this angry man, no one dared to defend the "God" they newly believed in, just like they had just watched coldly as the girl was strangled to death by the "God".

Shi Tongming was frantically destroying the statue of Crescent Moon Immortal with a chisel. His palms were bleeding from being rubbed, but he seemed to feel no pain at all. In his eyes, there was only the statue in front of him and the illusion of the evil religion ten years ago.

He seemed to have entered a state of oblivion of himself and the world. Shi Tongming forgot who he was and his mission. At this moment, he seemed to have gone back in time and returned to ten years ago.

There was only hatred and anger in his heart, and these strongest emotions drove him to do things he had never dared to imagine!

With a loud bang, a gap was chiseled out at the base of the statue's right foot. The Crescent Moon Immortal lost his balance and fell backwards, but thanks to the designer's superb skills, he only tilted about 30 degrees before stopping.

"Shi-Tong-Ming!" Chen Yangjiao recognized at a glance that this was his mortal enemy and the owner of the magic stone, Shi Tongming from the shop opposite. He gritted his teeth. This man was really lingering around and even sabotaged the ceremony at the most critical moment!

Damn it! He still wants to make a fortune from the New Moon Immortal!

Upon hearing this, Shi Tongming raised his red eyes, walked step by step to Chen Yangjiao, looked Chen Yangjiao up and down without any emotion, and sneered: "You are really trying to be a phoenix with feathers. Do you also want to be the leader of a cult?"

Chen Yangjiao looked at Shi Tongming's crazy appearance and couldn't help but take a step back, shouting: "Shi Tongming! It's obviously you who are not as skilled as others, but now you come to my Xinyue Pavilion to act wildly! Someone, come and catch him quickly!"

"Let me ask you," Shi Tongming said word by word, each word spoken with the force of a hammer, "Do you want to be a cult leader too?"

Chen Yangjiao looked at Shi Tongming, who was surrounded by the guards of Xinyue Pavilion and the detectives who came after hearing the news. He sneered, patted the incense ash on his hands and said, "What is right and what is wrong? Don't forget, Shi Tongming, you are most famous for your statues. You make money by shaping other people's beliefs. What qualifications do you have to say this?"

"You just saw with your own eyes and felt the existence of the New Moon Immortal. Do you dare to say that he is an evil god in any way?"

"I tell you, the Crescent Moon Immortal is the only orthodox one in this world! He is the only true God!"

"You disrupted the ceremony and attempted to blaspheme the Crescent Moon Immortal. You deserve to be killed!"

The Crescent Pavilion guards who were brainwashed first only obeyed Chen Yangjiao's orders. As soon as Chen Yangjiao gave the order, they attacked!

The detectives kept looking at Lord Xu, the governor of Liyang City, who was sitting at the table, trying to get instructions from him. However, Lord Xu just picked up the teacup mysteriously, took a sip, and did not express anything.

When Shi Tongming saw the weapons on him, he showed no intention of retreating. He stiffened his neck and stood there proudly, like a silent stone, or like a stone statue of a hero that had been carved, so majestic.

The guards of Crescent Pavilion waved their knives ferociously; the detectives hesitated; the people in the audience turned their heads away in pity; Chen Yangjiao looked at him indifferently; Lord Xu sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.

He is just a small stonemason. So what if he destroys the stone statue?

What Lord Xu valued more was the value behind the Crescent Moon Immortal. Liyang City had been poor for too many years, and he had been trying every possible way to increase the city's income, but with little success. Until that day, Chen Yangjiao found him and explained to him the plan for the Crescent Moon Pavilion, as well as his hope to establish a stronghold and a statue in the city.

How could Lord Xu not know that the religion that appeared at this point in time was a demon? But Daxuan was almost finished, and the Futian Army had already attacked the imperial capital. It was only a matter of time before the world changed.

Whether for the purpose of surrender or for the livelihood of the city, Lord Xu acquiesced to the existence of Crescent Pavilion.

There is no other reason, it’s just that Crescent Pavilion is so good at making money.

The blessing of the Crescent Moon Immortal is real, but if you want to pray to the Crescent Moon Immortal, you need to pay a certain amount of incense money to Chen Yangjiao first.

A true god is not a cabbage that can be found everywhere. Once the effect was achieved, word spread quickly and the custom of worshiping the Crescent Moon Immortal spread to the entire Liyang City. The belief in the Crescent Moon Immortal then spread from the city to the surrounding areas, attracting countless people to come to the city to worship him.

Lord Xu has more or less heard about the strange things that have happened in the city recently, but so what?

He didn't need to pray to the Crescent Moon Immortal, and this disaster would naturally not happen to him. He felt that this business was worthwhile to exchange the lives of those social scraps for the income of the entire city.

but……

Lord Xu was actually quite excited when he saw that the God's Descent Ceremony that Crescent Pavilion had painstakingly prepared was destroyed by a young girl and a stonemason.

After all, who likes a thorn in the eye or a thorn in the flesh?

……

Shi Tongming felt the cold wind brought by the knife and slowly closed his eyes.

He felt very calm inside, and even had a sense of liberation and freedom.

He lost the sacred stone, his family members were killed by the cult, and he could no longer carve.

In this case, I'm afraid death is the best outcome for him, right?

He suddenly remembered the excitement just now and raised the corners of his mouth, "This life is not a loss."

"drink!"

The knife is very fast and very cool.

The sharp blade cut Shi Tongming's neck, but he only felt a slight chill, like the evening breeze on a summer night.

wind?

A powerful gale exploded outward with Shi Tongming as the center, knocking all the people surrounding him several meters away. Chen Yangjiao, who was standing not far away, also covered his face with his sleeves and could not help but take a step back.

"The statue of the evil god has been destroyed, and the ceremony in Liyang City has been interrupted. You should stop committing more murders."

An Ling held the sword in her left hand, descended from the sky, and blocked Shi Tongming.

She said coldly: "Do you really think that there is no one in my immortal world?"

……

On June 18th of the 19th year of Qingping, An Ling, the leader of Hedao League, was grateful for the selfless act of the unknown girl and the stonemason, so he descended from the sky with his sword to shatter the stars, eliminate the disaster of the new moon, and save the people from the gods.