I Shocked the Globe

Chapter 182 The owner is super sweet (11)

The people in the room stopped gently.

The pope turned his face.

The fingertips of snow-white as beautiful jade rested gently on the uneven braille, and after a few seconds of silence, they slowly lowered their hands.

His light-colored eyelashes are long and slender, as pure as gods, and the light brown pupils below are beautiful and empty, without focus to the direction of the door, and his eyes are calm.

"Under the crown?" said the girl outside the door.

The Pope lowered her eyelashes, her thin lips were pale in color, like pale petals, and her voice was quiet: "Please come in."

The door was gently pushed open.

The girl protruded into a small head, and the silver was scattered on her shoulders, her crimson eyes looked around curiously, and then stopped on the man in the room.

then.

The Temple Pope's room-the place where the power of light is the strongest. At this time, there is a blood race standing in a majestic place, with silver-haired blood pupils, wearing a black cloak, and licking his little white fangs.

The pope looked at her.

Seeing his face up close, Yunxia felt even more beautiful.

His clothing is white and gold, the collar is luxuriously decorated, and a few light gold chains hang at the neckline.

An quietly sitting there, it can be completely integrated with the snow-white angel statue behind him.

They are all beautiful and delicate.

The look of the Pope's adult is even more flawless.

He held the doctrine quietly in his hand, light brown eyes pupil looked at her, the focus was apocalyptic, but the cloud was breezy, and Enron asked, "What does the bishop ask you to do?"

Yun Xia raised her lips and looked at him with interest. "Let me ask. Under the crown, today I have caught the witch. Thanks to you, did the witch hurt you? Did you get hurt?"

The pope's fingertips brushed his doctrine back again, his eyelashes dropped, and his voice was cold: "No."

He held the porcelain white tea cup with his other hand and put a sip on his lips. His posture seemed to be elegant, and the thin chain hanging at the neckline was light and collided with a subtle sound.

"You can leave," he said.

Yun Xia blinked and thought for a while, "Under the crown, Master Bishop has something to ask you."

The pope didn't raise his eyes, his fingertips gently brushed over the teachings in his hands.

"Witches are caught today, so they are punished with fire. What if they are blood races? In the teachings of the temple, it seems that vampires are not often mentioned..."

As Yun Xia asked, he tipped his toes while sneaking a glance at the teachings of the pope's fingertips.

The doctrine of the temple, which is the book of the ruling of the temple, is regarded as a guilt by all believers.

The usual prayer is also based on it.

The Pope's movements stopped, and he didn't answer. He just opened his lips and asked, "Catch the blood?"

When he lifted his eyelashes, a pair of clear light brown eyes, because of the coldness and lack of dignity, but more and more holy.

"Just broke into a blood race in the temple, and the guards have already been arrested." Yun Xia lifted her feet carefully, slowly approaching the other side.

The light breath around him was more pure.

He did not respond to her approach, still sitting quietly and peacefully, with one hand beside the porcelain white drinking glass, his complexion was more white.

Yun Xia is standing, so he is taller than the other party, and he can see the pope's drooping eyelashes, pale and slender, and a dull expression.

The vampire girl's gaze involuntarily moved from his beautiful and godless eyes to the tall nose bridge, light-colored thin lips, and the slender neck below.

Her little fangs unconsciously protruded the lips.

(End of this chapter)