"Oh? The God of Flame doesn't even despise that we are cursed people, and is willing to accept us as his followers?"

Ye Ning finally heard a hint of excitement in her eyes.

For fallen people, they have always positioned themselves as an abandoned race.

After being cursed by the Dark God that year, the fallen people were forced to leave the elves.

The goddess of nature they believed in no longer sheltered them.

But similarly, it is impossible for the fallen race to believe in the dark **** who will curse them.

So the fallen human race has become a race without the blessing of gods since then.

Now that there are gods willing to accept them, how can Ye Ning not be excited.

"Of course I don't hate it. The reason why I am here is that I was appointed by the God of Flame to come here to help you."

Seeing that Ye Ning was finally moved by Lin Mo, he hurriedly continued to strike while the iron was hot.

"Father, what do you think?"

Ye Ning turned her head a little excited, and asked the Fallen King.

"There are gods willing to shelter us, I naturally have no opinion, I believe that my people will also agree, right?"

The fallen king turned around as he said, all the fallen people behind him looked excited, and they kept repeating the word willing.

"It's just a pity that we can't go back to the ground to live like the God of Flame expected.

With this cursed body, we can only set up a temple underground for the God of Flame to enshrine our faith. "

Ye Ning lowered her head slightly and said sadly.

"But it doesn't matter. We can still enjoy the light and warmth with the flame given to us by the God of Flame, right?"

Ye Ning's lost state did not last long, she quickly raised her head and forced a smile.

This smile made Lin Mo feel painful again, and the little girl Ye Ning sometimes feels too sensible.

The entire fallen human race was similar to her, and didn't dare to ask for anything too much.

They have completely sealed themselves off in the darkness, and a little light can make them extremely grateful.

But Lin Mo didn't want them to do this.

This is a poor race, but it does not mean that they will continue to be poor.

Lin Mo also wanted them to be the same as other races in God-given City.

Live proudly and proudly in a free city.

"What the God of Flame said will definitely be fulfilled.

He naturally has a way to get you back on the ground. "

Lin Mo said firmly.

"You come with me."

After Lin Mo finished speaking, he turned and walked back.

The fallen people didn't understand what he was going to do, but they all followed him obediently.

Everyone returned to the dungeon of the fallen man again all the way.

Lin Mo followed the tunnel Solo had brought him to and led everyone to the tunnel entrance.

Through the gap in the upper cover of the tunnel entrance, Lin Mo could see that it was daytime outside.

"My God, what do you want to do when you bring us here?"

The Fallen King was confused and had to ask.

"The God of Flame has a way to solve the curse on you, who of you is willing to come out and try it."

Lin Mo asked.

After hearing Lin Mo's words, the fallen people looked at each other.

In the past thousand years, in order to return to life on the ground, fallen people do not know how many attempts have been made.

But every time it ended in failure.

Now that I hear the word "try" again, the fallen people no longer dare to take risks.