Although the pure faith of the temple is not the same as the power of the blood race, Yun Xia didn't feel any discomfort during the prayer.
Even, it was infected with a trace of peace and tranquility.
She didn't look up until the prayer was over.
At a glance, he saw the snow-white priest's robe next to the statue of teaching.
Sunlight shines through the latticed window at the back and shines on the man's pale golden hair. His eyelashes are drooping, and the light-colored eyelashes also reveal a pure and clean breath in the light.
At the end of the prayer, it was the time when the power of faith was full, and the sun was hazy, like a holy light, reflecting the slender white line.
All the bishops also bowed their heads with piety in their eyes.
After each prayer, seeing this scene, they all bowed their heads quietly and piously again.
If they didn't know that the other party was Saint Selos, they might really think that this is an ancient temple recorded in the teachings, and what is in front of them is a pure and holy God of Light.
After bowing their heads in reverence, the bishops got up and left one after another.
At the same time, I couldn't help it, and glanced at the girl kneeling on the futon from the corner of my eye.
Yun Xia lowered her head slightly.
It wasn't that she was afraid of being scrutinized by the bishops, but that she... could hardly restrain herself.
Just finished praying, when I looked up, I saw a figure next to the doctrine. That pure whiteness almost instantly aroused the appetite of the blood race.
Through the sun, that fair neck...
Not just the neck, but also the man's pale golden hair, clear and pure eyes, and snow-white fingertips. Everywhere is delicious temptation.
Want to bite and watch the blood flow...
The taste is so sweet that the brain goes crazy.
The potion was a little uncontrollable, the girl's pupils gradually turned reddish, and the small fangs protruded from the corners of her lips. She lowered her eyes and bit her lips, feeling a slight tingling pain.
There was silence in the temple.
Bishops and priests all left.
Saint Selos closed the teachings, lowered his eyes slightly, his godless pupils were facing forward, he took a step, and walked over unhurriedly.
Blind eyes kept looking ahead, but accurately avoided every futon, and slowly walked towards the girl. The snow-white priest's robe was hanging on the ground, and the Pope slowly approached.
With light-colored eyelashes hanging down, he stopped in front of the girl, paused, seemed to have noticed something, his brows were slightly frowned, his voice was calm, no different from when he was reciting the teachings, and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Yun Xia raised her eyes.
She bit her lower lip lightly, grinding her lips with her small fangs, and slowly hummed, staring straight at the other's neck, as if she could see through the pale and beautiful skin, the extremely delicious and Alluring veins.
She whispered: "I haven't had blood for a few days, so... I'm very hungry."
Pope Saint Selos blinked his eyelashes lightly, his expression was still pure and calm. After listening to the reply, he thought about it and asked slowly, "Why didn't you drink blood?"
"Because I met Your Majesty." The girl narrowed her eyes and curled her lips. "The blood of Your Majesty Mian is too attractive to me, so I have no appetite for other humans. Today I came to pray hungry."
She slowly leaned forward a little bit, raised her head, and stared at the Pope with beautiful eyes, "It's agreed, I will give me blood as a reward for completing prayers every day. Your Majesty Saint Selos, so today's..."
The Pope lowered his eyes and stood quietly for a while.
Ruo the thin lips of the petals opened slightly, he nodded, and said slowly and gently: "Of course."
(end of this chapter)