Cyril, who was being driven past by a golden carriage at high speed, with a lot of gray on his clothes, snorted contemptuously.
"A bishop who is easily influenced by women is not suitable to be the authority in the temple."
Cyril had already made up his mind to tell the king about this, and then lowered his eyes to look at Bev.
"Do you want to be a bishop?"
He said this casually, as if it was something that could be easily realized, which made Bev, who had always been a little transparent person in the temple, her heart beat wildly and her face turned red with excitement.
When Bev wanted to ask Cyril if the royal family wanted to do anything to the temple, she saw that Cyril was interested in the saint who had bewitched the kind-faced and cold-hearted bishop, and headed towards the car in the back that seemed ordinary to Cyril. It can be classified as a dilapidated carriage.
"If Duke Cyril and your Miss Bev don't find a romantic place to share their lovesickness, why are you here?"
Seeing Cyril approaching and looking towards the carriage with clear eyes, the angels blocked him vigilantly.
Cyril had no doubts that they were surrounding the carriage. Bev's letter said that the saint ran away from the evil god's castle. These angels were surrounding her, watching to prevent her from escaping again.
Cyril knows this, but it does not prevent him from having a low opinion of the temple.
Taking care of a saint, a weak woman with only some divine power, and dispatching so many divine envoys, the temple is really in decline.
Thinking about this, Cyril looked at them mockingly, pushed the envoy away, and asked the attendant to stop them. He quickly opened the carriage. He wanted to see what a woman who could seduce a bishop looked like.
Cyril opened the carriage with contempt for the bishop, but when he saw the beauty who heard the noise and looked at him sleepily, Cyril no longer had any intention of ridiculing others, and only this face remained in his eyes and heart. .
Yu Shu, who had just been awakened by Cyril, rubbed her eyes, and the ends of her eyes were rubbed red. Her upper body was hugged by the evil god, and her jade feet were placed on Xize's legs. He pressed them gently, soothing her feet for a day. No stiffness caused by walking down.
But no one knew that before Cyril rashly opened the carriage, Xize, who was defined by Yu Shu as someone who was very good at serving others, was sometimes dishonest.
He will have the selfishness of a man, hold his jade foot to the point of bad heart, and then he will breathe heavily, his ears will be red, and he will be an excellent boatman with a certificate.
The evil god has a special liking for a certain place. His lips and teeth rub the person's neck, like a hungry wolf, absorbing the sweet fragrance.
The evil god who has no power cannot remove the marks left after being bullied severely. He only dares to rub them lightly and does not dare to leave a charming mark on his neck.
The evil god had been holding it back all the way, and he was so sour that it was almost pickling him. Therefore, after Cyril, Bev, and the bishop were entangled with each other successively, causing the team to stop, the evil god faced a group of gods who were so jealous that they were about to transform. When he was a werewolf, he got into the carriage.
Finally, he was able to cuddle up with Xiaojiaojiao to satisfy his craving, but he didn't enjoy it for long before Cyril disturbed his welfare. The evil god looked at Cyril with a look that could kill someone.
Cyril met the Evil God's eyes without any fear. He was dissatisfied with what the Evil God and Caesar did while the beautiful lady was sleeping, and said with a solemn face.
"As men, I feel ashamed of you for what you two just did. The Kingdom of Dalita has severe penalties for those who bully women. I think you should come with me."
"Tsk, who do you think you are?" The Evil God picked up Yu Shu's blond hair with his slender fingers and said with a sneer, not caring about Cyril's words.
Caesar didn't care either. Judging from his gorgeous clothes, he was a nobleman of high status, but he had nothing to do with being in charge of the laws of the Dalita Kingdom.
