Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

When Cecia woke up again, she felt comfortable all over her body and felt indescribably lazy.

She opened her eyes blearily, but her consciousness was not yet fully awake.

The sight that greeted her eyes was extremely familiar, making it hard for her to forget.

Temple.

She returned to the temple.

It is still the old-fashioned and dull ten servants of the gods, and it is still the bright and spacious crystal palace.

There is still a warm and secure atmosphere around you, and there is still a familiar strength on your waist.

Hold her, take her into your arms.

Cecia squinted her moist eyes and stared at the scene in the temple, as if thinking about it for a long time.

Then, she turned her head and looked at the god who was close at hand.

The god returned to his position, his eyes closed, his face gentle and compassionate.

Silver-colored long hair, extremely cool skin.

The lips were as shallow as cherry blossoms, as if they were smiling, with a clear arc.

His embrace was still warm and his breath was still soft.

Sitting on his lap, Cecia could feel that the force on her waist gradually became lighter.

In the bones and blood, those inexplicable connections are receding silently like a tide.

The invisible shackles are breaking inch by inch.

Dissipated into the heaven and earth, releasing the poor and weak soul.

As if she sensed something, her wings stretched out again and powerfully, shaking off her wings, and she was full of energy.

The burden on her body disappeared in an instant, and the strength in her waist completely disappeared.

At this moment, she seemed to be free.

Cecia lowered her head and watched him slowly take his hand back.

The holy god, calmly and silently, kept his promise.

Give her her freedom back.

From now on, no more restrictions.

Cecia blinked.

The feeling of the big net disappearing and regaining freedom is indescribably good.

The delicate and beautiful wings behind her flapped, and she gently left the embrace of the god.

The porcelain white toes landed on the ground, and the red rope on the ankle bone shone brightly.

She looked at the god with his eyes closed, and then took a tentative step outside.

Step by step, down the stairs.

I don't feel anything at all, my body feels endlessly light.

Comfortable and refreshing.

Chessia secretly breathed a sigh of relief and ran out quickly under the watchful eyes of the servants of God.

The moment she stepped out of the temple threshold, she breathed in the extremely cool air outside.

The breeze blew against her face, gently caressing her cheek like the gentle hand of the gods.

Incredibly warm.

Cecia jumped down the steps of the temple, and finally landed perfectly on her feet.

The angels outside came over curiously.

"Chesia Cesia, have you completed your bet with the Lord?"

"Who won? Who won? What's your bet?"

"God, may the Lord bless you, Lilith, what do you think? Of course the Lord won, do you even need to ask?"

They were all talking.

"It is impossible for the Lord to lose, Cecia must have lost."

"Chesia, tell me, tell me, what on earth are you playing? Isn't it fun?"

The angels were all curious.

Crowded, with pairs of big eyes eager for knowledge, eager to know everything at once.

Then gossip to their friends.

Unfortunately, Cecia had no intention of sharing.

She raised her hand, raised a finger, and shook it.

"This is a secret. Secrets cannot be told~"