"Don't be confused, always believe it."

Fanning held the railing with his hands, and what he said was exactly the same as the gospel preached by Master Lavoisier back then.

His eyes were all over the area, one by one, scanning the clergy crowded in the front.

Not an explanation, no explanation.

Only good advice.

"Things I have said, you must think, for all the Lord will give you wisdom. He has brought the sunlight of the morning to you from the high heaven, to illuminate the spirits in the darkness of death, and to lead your feet to the path of peace."

What I said, you must think

What he said

What he said?.

The priests were stunned, and the church's top leaders were also stunned.

The chaotic square returned to quiet strangely for a moment.

That day, it was still the place today.

On the day when the finale of "The Art of Fugue" came to an abrupt end, Father Lavoisier had a conversation with His Majesty the Pope.

"Since there are many troubles in the future, can Master Lavoisier be with us at that time? Just like the grace of the Lord, the peace of the Holy Spirit, and the moving of the gospel, the days when he is always with the saints?" At that time, His Majesty the Pope asked.

"My days are faster than shuttles, and they are all consumed in fate and rushing." Father Lavoisier shook his head and smiled faintly, "My life is just one breath. I would like to pray for you, believing that there will be happiness after the disaster, but my eyes here will never see happiness again."

"Those who see me will never see me again. Some of you will leave me a memory and play my music, but I am gone.

"I will dissipate, and I will return, and peace and joy will come to you, and I will be like a bright morning star, and you will still love him, just as you love me."

!!

You still love him, just as you love me!!

boom!!!

Something exploded in their minds.

Fanning stood with her hands hanging down and slowly closed her eyes.

The night wind blows, and the clothes float.

The baton placed on the inside of the chest was faintly visible, and a purple heterogeneous light flashed between it.

"Mr. Scheller, can you? Ah!!!!" A sudden outrageous panic sound came from the square. The panic-danced dancer Su Luo finally couldn't help but reach out to the minstrel, but her hand passed through Scheller's body the next moment.

Scheller's body began to decompose inch by inch, becoming countless pink light spots flying all over the sky.

On the other side, under the dumbfounded gaze of countless priests, Lavoisier's body also began to fall apart.

Sheeran covered her mouth in surprise.

She saw golden light surging towards Fanning above the ceremony platform, shining like stars.

key?

key!!!

"Who is the first priority of mysticism or art? Is it because of the rise or rise?"

"I am still in awe, still 'lost', still need to seek, and dare not say that art must be the first."

"But now, at least I can tell you how I view the tone of the 'mysterious leadership art' of the authorities-"

"The mysterious is mystical, and the art is art."

The mysterious is the mystery, the art is the art!!!

The young man carrying a guitar, holding a lantern, and holding a baton, staring coldly at the huge flags from all directions, and his words like proverbs echoed in every corner of the square!

Everyone was unable to move their bodies for a long time.

Marquis McAdam was even more shocked.

He, a preface holder, could not interpret the situation in front of him completely today.

What is this situation and what is the situation?

The final ranking, the candidates to top, the subsequent progress, the intentions of the authorities. The relationship between the school and Fanning, the cooperation with the church, the precarious Turner Art Cinema, and the remnants of the South who are eyeing them.

What is this situation? What is the situation!?

The people of the Southern Continent, including Bishop Carestini of the Fanghui Temple, are undoubtedly in a fierce struggle and confusion.

The light-mudlingers of the Holy Sucking Sun Church prophesied, "The Fire of No Fall" and "The Fugue of No End" conveyed revelation, but they

They could only stare at Fanning's familiar appearance and the "Illyrian" guitar behind them.

But then, they saw Fanning's hand stretching out.

There was a fox lily bouquet mark on their wrists that made them extremely familiar with.

The emblem of "Fragrant Poet".

After staring for too long, illusions are everywhere in the eyes, pink light curtains and bubbles are floating in the sky, hot wind, waves, flowers, salty smell, the smell of wine fermented by grain, silhouettes of people and rainforests

That is "Summer Noon Dream" undoubtedly!

Listening to this song is like coming to the South.

At this moment, the noise in the square has basically subsided. Will there be any changes in the future be unpredictable? Carlestini only knew that there was no need and no hesitation. He spoke loudly: "Master Fanning, the 'King of Love Songs', I, Neumann Carlestini, the temporary head of the remnants of the United Principality of Feton, tonight, fervently declare to the 'Fanghui Poet' that your piano sound is the piano sound of the South, and your will is the will of the South!"

The next moment, on the other side, His Majesty of Pope Jainen had also bowed deeply.

The prophecy of San Lavoisier preaching was enough, but in fact, there was, there was.

Haha, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

The pope was smiling relieved in his heart at this moment!

Master Fanning, Master Fanning!
Chapter completed!