The whole class traveled through time, the prince's wife was exiled to the wasteland and became

Ge Zhu thought, if Wen Qiao was a messenger of God, wouldn't they be able to rise to heaven and dominate the world?

There is no such easy and beautiful thing.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill on his head, and a drop of water as big as a bean hit his head.

Ge Zhu:?

He quickly looked up and saw another big raindrop hit his forehead.

One drop, two drops...

The raindrops are gradually becoming denser!

Other people present also felt the raindrops one after another!

The people of Mi, who had not seen rain for three months, were still in a state of confusion.

It’s so unreal!

"Oh my god, it's raining. I must be dreaming!"

"The prayer for rain was successful, my God, this is the first time in three months that the prayer for rain was successful, and no sacrifice was required!"

"Everyone, hurry into the house and get basins and buckets to catch it!"

Realizing that it was really raining and not an illusion, the tribesmen hurried back to their felt houses, and all the water storage containers in the shops were put out to collect the rain water!

The faces of the messenger of God and his two close confidants changed drastically, and the followers from the northern tribes he brought with him began to doubt their lives!

They have followed the messenger of God for twenty years and have followed his orders in everything. The messenger of God has also saved their lives or the lives of their families.

After all, he was an old hand who had been playing tricks for decades. The envoy of God immediately calmed down. He pointed at Wen Qiao angrily and said, "You stole the credit for our rain-praying! This rain was obtained by the twenty rituals we performed in the past three months. It was accumulated until tonight and you opened the seal in advance."

Jiang Lili, who was watching the live broadcast, sighed that this bastard was really good at making up stories. She held back the swear words that were about to come out of her mouth and thought of a perfect way to pretend to be an angry god.

She clicked on the recording interface of the dialog box with Wen Qiao, recorded what she wanted to say, selected the [Voice Changer] function, and set the sound effect to [Ethereal].

Jiang Lili sent a voice message to Wen Qiao with a changed voice, asking her to turn on the speaker.

At this time, the envoy of God was still trying to save face for himself: "It's raining now only because of the arrival of the envoy of God to our north. Don't these two people claim to be foreign fishermen?"

Wen Qiao sneered: "If we don't hide our identities, how can we better see the true face of you scammers?"

"Besides, look at the extent of the rain."

Wen Qiao retreated fifty steps, raised his hand and motioned everyone to look at the rain falling from the sky: "The gods will not protect the wicked."

Everyone looked up and was stunned. The rain had clear boundaries. With Wen Qiao as the center, it was raining heavily in an area of ​​about two meters in radius. Where the so-called messenger of God was, it was still raining, but now the rain followed Wen Qiao's steps and left just like that!

No matter how good the messenger of God was at making up stories, he was still stunned by this strange sight: "Impossible! How could this happen!"

The messenger of God and his men took a step forward, and Wen Qiao took a step back, and the range of rainfall also retreated along with Wen Qiao. The dark clouds in the sky seemed to have eyes, and were looking down on these people from the northern tribe.

This was nothing more than a great insult. The messenger of God was furious and yelled, "You are a witch! You can control the rain from the sky."

"The reason why there has been no rain in Mi Country for three months is that you are targeting the people of Mi Country."

What? How did I become a lich again?

Ge Zhu's face was washed by the heavy rain. He was always quick-witted, but at this moment he felt a little stupid because of the rain!

Who is he?

Where is he?

What group did he follow?

Ge Zhu wiped the water drops on his face and wet hair, "Sister, if you want it to rain, tell me earlier, I will bring an umbrella when I go out."

Having been at sea for so many years, Ge Zhu had always relied on his personal abilities to win in dangerous situations. This time, his belief in not believing in ghosts and gods was deeply shaken.

At this time, the angel shouted to the tribesmen and followers: "Tie them up and burn them to death! They are liches!"

When Ge Zhu, who was doubting his own life, heard the so-called messenger of God say that he would burn them to death as liches, he finally came out of his shock.

How can Guang Wenqiao speak alone? He has to keep up with the leader's pace and play the supporting role well, so as not to be kicked out of the team for being bad!

Ge Zhu was full of confidence at this time: "Mr. Liar, I think you have the toughest mouth in your body."

"After deceiving people for so long, he is exposed and wants to turn the tables."

He said to the tribesmen who were collecting rain: "Are you still going to follow this liar?"

Everyone saw that the rainfall followed the direction of Wen Qiao's movement and began to believe that Wen Qiao was a messenger of God. Such a spiritual scene could only be achieved with the power of God!

"This girl can cause thunder and bring rain. It rained as soon as she arrived. She didn't ask the tribesmen for any sacrifices or rewards. The lich is not that kind!"

"Besides, the rain obeys her very much!"

"On the contrary, these people from the northern tribe only know how to steal things from us and disregard human lives!"

"People from your northern tribe still say that Miss Wen is not a divine messenger but a lich?"

Whoever gives you milk is your mother. It goes without saying who is the true messenger of God you can rely on!

"Over the past hundred years, they have probably pocketed all the sacrifices they took from you. This is intolerable!"

Ge Zhu continued to stir up the crowd's emotions: "God is very busy, so he has no mood to bother with us mortals. He will only take action when his people need him the most!"

After Ge Zhu finished speaking, the people of the tribe realized that they had been fooled by the scammers from the northern tribe since they were born!

Shocked! Angry!

They all looked at the so-called messengers of God from the northern tribes with hateful eyes.

Wen Qiao whispered to Ge Zhu, "Go use the intercom to inform the Third Master and his men that these people from the northern tribes may be about to run away!"

"Remember to ask them to call me Lord God's Messenger when they come."

As the lackey of the envoy of God, Ge Zhu reacted very quickly. He first called out to the tribesmen loudly: "Everyone, hurry up and catch these swindlers!"

"The real God's Messenger and I have exposed their scam that has lasted for hundreds of years. Their first reaction will definitely not be to admit their mistake, but to kill all of us to silence us, for fear that we will leak the news to people from other tribes!"

After arriving at the tribe last night, Wen Qiao used the walkie-talkie to inform the rest of the team and led the people of the Moon Tribe to approach the Mi Kingdom Tribe and ambush in the surrounding area so that they could provide support at any time.

The chief also realized the seriousness of the matter. None of the twenty people from the northern tribe could escape!

"Everyone, come on! I don't believe that we, with more than fifty hands, can't defeat them!"

Led by their chief, the tribesmen rushed forward.

Seeing this, the messenger turned around and tried to run, shouting as he ran: "Quick, blow the horn and ask the lord to bring people to kill them!"

After witnessing Wen Qiao praying for rain, the followers were already very shaken. This girl in front of them was the true messenger of God. Who would dare to kill her?

At this chaotic moment, an ethereal and distant female voice rang in everyone's ears.

"To harm my people is unforgivable!"