Why is the Holy Son So Delicate?

Lucifer looked at the magician of light on the ring. The other party was a member of the Magic Association and did not belong to the church system.

At this moment, the other party is a little uneasy, because as we all know, the Holy Son of the Light God Sect is the person who has the deepest attainment of light magic at present. He is the messenger of God, the incarnation of light!

On the ring, the bright magician said stubbornly: "All my actions are in line with the rules of the showdown, why, does the Lord of the Holy Son also teach me a lesson?"

Lucifer looked at him gently, without the slightest hint of anger: "No need to be nervous, no need to be afraid, you are right, as long as you meet the rules of the decisive battle, no one can punish you for it."

The bright magician showed a smug smile.

"It's just." Lucifer continued, "As a magician, to be respected by everyone, you should abide by the unspoken rules of morality, especially the magician of light. Light exists to bring warmth and vitality to all living beings. I Think, the reason why you are stuck in the current state and cannot break through is because you do not understand the essence of light."

He held and stepped on it like this, calling the bright magician a heart, and his face seemed to be very exciting when the palette changed.

He shouted: "I understand, you just don't like me!"

Lucifer looked at him sympathetically: "Your opponent breaks the rules, he will be punished by the association, and you, because of this, are despised by others, is it really worth it?"

The bright magician slammed his staff on the ground: "Since you don't like me, come and fight with me!"

Lucifer sighed softly: "Maybe if you change your temper, more people will support you. Of course a duel can be done, but I want to do it in another way."

"Um?"

Lucifer raised his hands in front of everyone's doubtful eyes and folded them in front of his chest. He bowed his head slightly, showing humility. The holy light was soft and not dazzling, and slowly spread from him.

"Your duel with your opponent frightened everyone. I think it is reasonable to use light to calm the fears of all beings. Let's compete. Who can make more people feel happy and peaceful."

At that moment, Pei Xia thought in a trance that he had seen the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who purifies the world. Fortunately, this person and thing full of Western fantasy brought him back to his mind.

Bright Magician: "...Compare it!"

Of course, the final result was Lucifer's victory. After all, no one was more skilled in warming believers than him.

The believers smiled contentedly, and the prince showed a look of amazement and yearning. They couldn't help imitating Lucifer's posture and praying to the gods.

Even at the end, even the magician of light was moved to kneel on the ground and choked and shouted: "I understand, it turns out that this is the meaning of light! Lord Son, I understand! Thank you for your teaching, let me in magic The road to go further can go further, and I will convert to the Guangming Sect from tomorrow!"

However, not everyone in Green Leaf Square surrendered to Lucifer's holy light.

Such as Pei Xia.

He stood behind Lucifer with a dignified expression on his face.

Lucifer slowly turned to look at him, smiling: "Pei Xia, what are you thinking?"

Pei Xia was agitated, and subconsciously blurted out: "Fuck you."

Lucifer: "...?"

Pei Xia's face flushed red, he hesitated, thought for a long time, and finally squeezed out this sentence: "Sir, you are the brightest, most beautiful, and most in line with the word "sacred" I have ever met! "

Lucifer: "..."

Pei Xia: "The most sacred, the brightest, the person who best fits the word beautiful?"

Lucifer: "..."

He restrained his smile and looked at Pei Xia who didn't know how to answer the question for a while. Do you want him to reply "You're wrong too"?

In the end, he just raised his hand and patted Pei Xia on the shoulder: "If not, you don't have to force it."

Pei Xia's face blushed, and she was ashamed: It's too difficult, and Lucifer really disliked it, no, we must make persistent efforts!

...

When the duel was over and everyone present had a satisfactory ending, Lucifer was ready to return to the branch church.

Prince Harry took a step forward enthusiastically: "Sir, I am a devout believer of the God of Light, please let me **** you back."

Lucifer was self-aware and nodded to him: "Your Highness, trouble."

"No trouble, no trouble, I was going to go to church." Prince Harry revolved around Lucifer like a warm and sunny butterfly.

He is a handsome and handsome young man, coupled with his noble status, amiable temperament and sweet mouth, he has always been liked by ladies.

And now, he is unabashedly releasing his charm towards the personable, quiet but eye-catching Lucifer.

The prince's neatly dressed and mighty guards lined up in two teams to **** the host and the guests.

Pei Xia silently followed Lucifer a step away, looking at Prince Harry's high-spirited appearance, and listening to his babbling words of praise, he felt depressed.

I even noticed a hint of sourness.

Of course, he supported having His Royal Highness **** Lucifer back home. After all, although Lucifer kept the believers quiet, he was not sure if there would be excessive fans harassing him, which would be safer.

But... Pei Xia is sour, he is not only sour, but also insecure!

Listen to what Prince Harry has to say - you are as beautiful as a sunflower with dewdrops in the morning, your heart is as pure as crystal, after seeing you, I seem to understand the true meaning of light...

The most hateful thing is that Harry Harry said these nasty things with sincerity and magnanimity, which was very different from the gloomy and greasy look of Earl Hobson.

Lucifer was a little embarrassed by his praise, turned his head and smiled at him, very kind and gentle: "You are overrated."

Seeing the back of the two walking side by side, Pei Xia silently clenched his fists.

Hard, fist hard!

I really want to gag Prince Harry's mouth with a punch!

If this goes on like this, he, Pei Xia, will be unable to keep his status as the number one dogleg under the Lord Lucifer!

But Prince Harry has a noble status and no malice, and Pei Xia can only watch him and Lucifer get closer and closer...

Lucifer seemed to look back at Pei Xia. The dark-faced Pei Xia was startled and subconsciously wanted to hide his darkness, but because of his stiff expression, he finally showed only an awkward smile.

Lucifer was thoughtful, smiled at him too, then turned around and started chatting with Prince Harry on his own initiative!

They talked freely about magic, scenery, humanities and customs... all the way to the branch church.

Pei Xia's face was expressionless, and he looked like a quail that was stunned. He followed Lucifer honestly, watching them joke and pray, and then pray.

Finally, Prince Harry left with his subordinates in a hurry.

"Pei Xia, Pei Xia." A hand waved in front of Pei Xia, Lucifer smiled slightly and looked at Pei Xia, his long golden hair slanted down like a golden waterfall.

Pei Xia snapped back to his senses and looked at Lucifer: "Sir, I'm sorry, I've lost my mind again."

"It doesn't matter." The tolerant Saint Child smiled, "What are you thinking about?"

Pei Xia: "I was thinking..." This time, Pei Xia didn't say the word "flattering" again, he encouraged himself - you have made progress, listening to Prince Harry blowing so many rainbow farts, you Yes, Peixia!

Pei Xia took a deep breath and said, "You and His Royal Highness Prince Harry must be very happy to chat so speculatively?"

Lucifer narrowed his eyes, stood up straight, and said with a smile, "Of course, what's wrong, Pei Xia, do you have any opinion on this?"

"No, no, absolutely not! I'm just thinking, His Royal Highness must be very happy!" Pei Xia clenched his fists and was impassioned, "Because you are such a holy son who can make many people fall in love with you, you are like that pure white Scented like a lotus flower, fresh and intoxicating like green tea, you are so beautiful!"

Lucifer: "..."

Seeing his stiff smile, Pei Xia was startled: Did he exaggerate?

By the way, Lucifer actually doesn't like men complimenting his face. Maybe he doesn't care about Prince Harry's noble status, but it's a bit offensive to say so, because it will make him think that he only looks at his face very superficially.

Pei Xia immediately remedied: "Of course, that's just your outward appearance. In fact, your subordinates and everyone know very well that you are a very meaningful person!"

Lucifer: "..."

Seeing the smile on his face gradually disappear, Pei Xia was so anxious that his head was sweating. The victory or defeat is here, and he must not lose to Harry Harry!

So he thought of a compliment that no man could refuse—that is, a compliment of strength!

So Pei Xia stood up straight, stomped his foot, and slapped his heart with his fist. He said loudly and forcefully:

"Especially your strength! You are so powerful. You were already in a coma, but recovered quickly with simple treatment, and after a large-scale healing of believers, you did not lose your strength again. Your magic power has recovered so fast. You are really a Holy Son, who is both pious and powerful, I am so relieved to be by your side!"

With an expressionless face, Lucifer turned around and left, his shirt fluttering.

Pei Xia stood there, looking at his back in confusion, not knowing what she said was not good enough to make him angry.

Pei Xia was very aggrieved and couldn't help but be jealous of Prince Harry.

How could he get Lucifer's admiration for his rainbow fart, but he was obviously disliked!

Pei Xia stretched out his hand aggrievedly, and chased after him while calling for Lord Saint Son to wait for me.

...

At night, Pei Xia guarded the door outside the room, and Lucifer bathed indoors.

In the dense white water mist, with a clatter, the flawless youth stood up from the water, and Shuizhuer was reluctant to kiss his body and then fall in a string.

He stepped out of the tub, pulled out a bathrobe and put it on at will.

Lucifer arranged a barrier, and then grabbed the Shadow Demon under his feet. The slender and fair hands were pinched on the neck of the shadow, and he sneered: "You said, how much did he see, is he mocking me?"

The Shadow Demon shivered and said flatteringly, "My lord, this subordinate thinks that he may just not appreciate your perfection yet."

"Perfect?" Lucifer looked at the Demon of Shadow uncertainly, raised his other hand and touched his cheek, "You mean he's not interested in me?"

Shadow Demon: "People didn't say that..."

Lucifer let go of his hand and still slipped away. Lucifer, who was wearing a bathrobe, sat in front of the mirror. He wiped away the mist on the mirror with his hands, and slowly, a firm gaze appeared in his eyes.

He must make Pei Xia willing to subdue himself at his feet!

must!

This is a man's desire to win.

The author has something to say: Wuli's lovely little angels, the Holy Son will enter V tomorrow, whether we can make more tributes to the God of Light depends on everyone's support~

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