I Shocked the Globe

Chapter 183 The owner is super sweet (12)

She stood high and could see the line extending from her neck, the small socket in the center of her collarbone was exposed at the neckline, and the lines of the two clavicles were straight and long.

The sweet breath emanated from there. The fair and beautiful skin of the other party has deepened the temptation of blood.

She couldn't help but lick her lips, hoping to pounce on now, and then bite down.

Just like a hungry person, seeing delicious food in front of him, however, he can only watch.

Yunxia glanced at the other party.

The pope today is the most legendary pope in the history of the temple.

On the one hand, it is because of the very young age.

On the other hand, it is because of talent.

Saint Celos-The name means purity in the doctrine and is a holy word. The Pope in front of him is most qualified to use this name.

Because of his illness, his skin was slightly pale, his slender index finger slightly curved, against the lips, and coughed very lightly. The white and slender neck, under the light, showed a bit of fragility, a delicate and fair beauty of the sick beauty.

The strength under the Pope's crown is unfathomable, and it is not like the superficial sick beauty.

Even if he was blind, Yunxia was very careful to converge.

She looked at the pope in front of her curiously.

He lowered his eyebrows and sat not far away, as if thinking about her problems.

The beautiful and flawless profile, the expression is apathetic and sad.

The light passed through his light-colored eyelashes, the robe hung on the ground, and a silver star frame fell on the collarbone, making Yunxia dare not be too close to him.

Heavenly projection, she can recognize it at a glance.

Seeing him just after opening the door, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the pope was actually a projection.

Identified the identity, even if I just rushed to bite. But the holy weapon he wore made it difficult for the girl as a blood tribe to get close.

Although, she can resist the bright breath under the pope's crown.

But the holy weapon is still the vampire nemesis.

Yun Xia frowned depressively, glancing around the room looking for a sharp weapon that could scratch the other person's skin.

Even if you can’t pounce on it... It’s good to find a way to get some blood out of it first.

Her eyes fell on the rose bonsai in the corner.

Rose branches have spikes.

Yun Xia looked at the young man in the snow-white robe, and then moved carefully to the edge of the bonsai. He reached out from the rose vine and took off a few spikes.

San Celos lifted his eyes slightly.

Although his eyes were blind, he accurately fell in her direction, frowning slightly. His expression paused momentarily. The pope’s natural power of faith seemed to cleanse the soul, his voice was calm, and he asked very gently and slowly: what are you doing?"

"Nothing, do you need to water the roses under your crown?" Yunxia put away the spikes.

"No need."

Pope Saint Celos didn't seem to doubt anything, and the pupils, who were discerning and clear, moved away, and the white fingertips under the robe flicked the book, answering her question: "The blood clan has not fought for hundreds of years, and if you catch the blood clan, you will not be executed. ."

Yunxia raised her eyebrows.

The young pope whispered: "The temple can negotiate with the queen to return these vampires. We don't have to kill the pagans as long as they don't harm the people."

He slowly gathered his teachings.

Under the white robe, his hands were flat on the doctrine, calmly and gently said: "So, please rest assured, Her Majesty."

(End of this chapter)