Caesar was sitting on the carriage, staring at the two people with his dark eyes. The two divine envoys felt a huge pressure on their heads for no reason, so much that their feet weakened and they knelt in front of the carriage.
The faces of the angels and Bev behind were all darkened. Before they could step forward and pull up these two disgraceful angels, a thin white hand came out of the carriage.
The hand is thin and white, as if it has a halo that other people don't have. It's so beautiful that even those who don't have a hand fetish would want to hold it, hold it in front of their lips, and give it a cherished and joyful kiss. Hand gift.
The two divine envoys who were kneeling on the ground and did not have this habit stagnated their breathing, looking closely at the carriage, waiting for the owner of their hands to appear.
When they saw Yu Shu's entire face, their minds were pounding. They had no thoughts, only one consciousness.
Is this really the color of the human world, not the newly born god?
Because of the obstruction of the carriage, the people behind did not see Yu Shu. Seeing that the two useless envoys were kneeling in front of the carriage of the saint who had escaped without permission, as if they were trying to bring shame to the temple. People bring it up.
"Why are you kneeling to the sinners of the Divine Eagle? You "" are really weaklings." The man frowned and scolded the two divine envoys who were in a daze and were obviously still outside the situation.
After pulling the man up, he saw that the two of them were still staring ahead. The several divine envoys who came with him also had their gazes in front, and their expressions became strange. If you look closely, they are still a little shy?
These people are all divine messengers who appear among the nobles, and they are the people who are loved and chased by the nobles' daughters. When will there be such a fall in love again?
He thought, being surprised by the weirdness of his companions, and suspected that the person in the carriage was not a saint, but a devil who could confuse people's hearts.
Only demons can make an envoy lose his mind so easily.
He didn't dare to raise his head, lest he be bewitched by the devil. When he moved his feet to call their great bishop, the bishop sitting on the golden carriage noticed something strange first and got off the carriage.
I don’t know if this is the reason why this world is a Mary Sue world, but the bishop is not a wise old man with white hair and white beard, but a young man with a handsome face and an exceptionally tall posture.
The bishop wore a holy robe and held a scepter inlaid with blue gems in his hand. His brows and eyes showed eternal tolerance, like a compassionate saint.
After seeing something strange there, he walked over and his expression became solemn, as if he was saying with disappointment to a naughty child who had made a mistake.
"Saint, you shouldn't..."
The words of rebuke like an elder had just reached his lips, but they were completely lost between his lips when he saw the blond girl standing on the carriage.
The girl was so beautiful that the bishop, who had long since lost his human desire, sighed. She wore a dress that showed off her slender waist and a square collar, revealing her collarbones which were more beautiful than those in the paintings of the best painters in the Dalita Kingdom. .
Seeing her, the bishop understood why these envoys looked like they had lost their souls.
If it were her, there would be nothing surprising about her willingness to sacrifice her soul.
"What does the bishop want? What shouldn't I do?" Yu Shu looked down at the young bishop, her voice as clear as water flowing straight into the bishop's ears.
This voice was calm, melodious, and could soothe people's messy emotions. But at this moment, the bishop inappropriately wanted to know what it would look like if this voice became soft and soft, with unbearable crying.
"The saint is a noble person in the temple. She should not come to this remote place alone. She should be followed closely by the knights of the temple."
The bishop's tone was gentle and his face was calm. Even if the words in his mouth were changed, no one would be able to detect it.
