Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Feeling the gentle breeze on her fingertips, Anya was completely stunned.

"You, you don't dislike the robes made by your mother?"

"How could I dislike it?" Qin Youyou looked up, her eyes red.

"A loving mother sews the clothes for her wandering son. Who says that a little bit of filial piety can repay the kindness of her parents? ... I like the robes made by my mother very much."

"Really, really?"

Qin Youyou took the robe with a smile, put it on, and turned around.

Thumbs up: "Mom, you are amazing, you sewed it so perfectly!"

This is true. Although the workmanship of this robe is rough, the size is just right.

I don't know how many times Anya has used her eyes to quietly measure her son...

When Qin Youyou thought that it was herself who killed Wadasi, she felt even more guilty towards the woman in front of her.

But she did not regret it. She could not let go of someone who wanted to kill her just because she sympathized with a mother.

If Anya is truly kind, then I will do my best to make it up to her, help her escape from the Temple of Holy Light, and let her have an ordinary and peaceful life.

If she has ill intentions, I will definitely eradicate her completely.

Seeing the person in front of her put on the robe she had sewn without any disgust, Anya stood there in a daze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

It turned out that this was what his son looked like when he put on the clothes he made.

The dream that had never been realized appeared before my eyes vividly.

The love that once surged and turned into hatred now surged out like magma, almost igniting Anya.

"Okay, okay, as long as you like it."

Her heart was like a piece of ice that was broken into pieces and quickly melted under the burning fire of maternal love. She didn't know when her eyes became hazy. She couldn't help it anymore and rushed forward to hug Qin Youyou.

The moisture in the corners of his eyes wet the golden robe, and his hands were greedy and unwilling to let go for a long time.

How wonderful it would be if this was really my son.

The next moment, Anya narrowed her eyes.

No, this is my son!

No one can take her son away!

His fingers slowly tightened, then moved down, grasping Qin Youyou's wrist and measuring its circumference.

What size handcuffs would be needed to tie her son to her?

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The succession ceremony of the angel of God is held at noon.

In the main hall of the Holy Light Temple, the eight divine servants and twenty-three high-level divine messengers have all gathered.

Outside, many believers who came to perform the pilgrimage had gathered.

The atmosphere group members and Anya were standing at the front of the crowd, looking inside.

The eyes of the believers were all cast on the golden holy chair in the center.

Unfortunately, today, the owner of the holy chair, the Holy Light Goddess, still did not show up.

Everyone, including Qin Youyou and his younger brothers, felt a little lost.

The younger brothers felt lost because they couldn't see their own beliefs, but Qin Youyou felt lost because she couldn't get back the fragments of her soul.

As if understanding the disappointment in everyone's hearts, an old divine servant with an immortal appearance said with a smile:

"The goddess is in seclusion. Although you cannot see her, we are about to welcome a new divine messenger today."

"That's it, Vadasi!"

Qin Youyou walked slowly towards them wearing a golden robe sewn by Anya.

Everyone's eyes were on her.

The ordinary Vadasi and the slightly curious golden robe.

Discussions immediately broke out.

"Why is she dressed like that?"

"You're the new divine messenger after all, don't you even have money to buy a robe?"

"This craftsmanship makes me doubt whether it was sewn with my pig's hooves."

Even the twenty-three divine envoys, led by Luo Xie, sneered in disdain.

"My father is gone, and my brain is stupid. I dress like this to embarrass myself."

"If Wahaha saw this, he would definitely want to stuff him back into his mother's belly."

"Hahahaha!"

Hearing everyone's discussions, Anya quietly clenched her fingers under her sleeves and pinched them into her palms.

She looked ahead nervously.

Fake son, do you hear that? Everyone is laughing at you and at me.

Vadasi is right, my existence will only bring shame to you...

Do you regret it? Do you want to abandon me?

Thinking of this, her expression changed and her eyes became gloomy.

Abandon, don’t even think about it, it’s impossible even in your dreams!

You killed my son, so you should compensate me with another one.

Why did you mess with me? This is your sin, and you will have to pay it back for the rest of your life.

Ah, handcuffs may not be enough, I also need to prepare leg cuffs and a neck chain to tie you, a conscienceless little thing, to me.

Anya's heart was lifted high. She stared at Qin Youyou without blinking, wanting to see even the slightest trace of shame, anger, or humiliation on her face...

But, no, nothing.

The young man puffed out his chest, held his head high, and had a proud smile on his face.

She turned around, looked at everyone, and said in a powerful voice: "This is the holy robe that my mother sewed for me. I like it very much."

"You guys, do you have any?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone who was whispering was choked.

There was silence.

Anya stood there in a daze, her heart was struck.

She clutched her chest, suppressing her wildly beating heart.

Son, her son, this is her son!

Everyone looked at the proud young man and was choked. They couldn't utter a word of ridicule and felt sour in their hearts.

Yes, they don’t have the robes that their mothers sewed.

In the past ten thousand years, no one who has become a messenger of God has ever worn the holy robe sewn by my mother!

In fact, they have lost their mother for a long time!

Ah, that makes me jealous.

"Damn, this kid, didn't he have a bad relationship with his mother before?"

"Who knows? Maybe Wahaha is dead. This kid has lost his father, so he can only look for his mother?"

"Hey, everyone knows he has a mother. Why are you so proud? Having a mother is nothing special."

"That's right, I don't know what he's so proud of."

As they spoke, their voices became lower and lower, and their eyes became red.

I miss my mom...

The atmosphere group members looked at each other and muttered, "Damn, why do I feel like Brother Wa is being really evil today?"

"Not only is it positively evil, it's also quite infuriating."

Only the eight divine servants at the head looked calm.

Qin Youyou learned from Luo Lanxie and Wadaha that these eight people were not as calm as they seemed behind the scenes.

When the goddess disappeared, their first thought was not to find her, but to become the new Lord of the Holy Light Temple.

They tried to win over the gods' messengers, build their own power, and engage in internal strife from time to time.

Today, she, Qin Youyou, oh no, she, Wadasi, will also become the target of their wooing after she becomes a messenger of God.

Therefore, she vowed to take all of Wahaha's inheritance and gain more capital for herself so that she could be valued by these people.

Only then can you become the core of the Holy Light Temple and access their secrets.