I Shocked the Globe

Chapter 176 Super Sweet Feeder (5)

Yunxia was a little dazed.

All those present knelt down religiously, and it was awkward for her to stand alone.

So the girl quickly pulled up her cloak and knelt down with the crowd, her crimson-like eyes raised curiously, looking at the carriage not far away.

The red-gold carriages lined up with red and gold flags.

Holy young angels were painted on the car walls, holding a clear harp in his arms.

Pure and flawless, compassion to all beings.

Silver and white symbolize the purity and holiness of the temple, and represent the light of faith.

The golden red is the color of power and dignity, and it also represents the status of the temple.

——Supremely high and expensive as supreme.

In the middle of the carriage is a carriage that is clearly different from the others, with a silvery wind chime hanging on the roof.

The ice and silver tassel flicked gently in the night breeze, and the ruby ​​was embedded in the golden pattern.

That is the veneration of the Pope.

The extremely tempting sweet fragrance also diffused from the hanging car curtain.

The vampire girl was hidden in the crowd and finally understood why the blood race did not dare to approach the pope.

The taste is so sweet and tempting...at such a long distance, she couldn't help but lick the lips, feeling that her little fangs could protrude her lower lip at any time.

She couldn't help lowering her head again, tightening her black cloak so as not to expose the breath of the blood clan, and was directly discovered by the temple people.

So sweet, so sweet...

The girl's eyes became more crimson like jewels.

not far away.

The **** came forward and stopped a few steps away from the carriage, his eyes full of reverence and piety.

He did not dare to get too close, fearing that his impure breath would blasphemy the gods, and said in a few steps respectfully: "Under the crown, will the witch take back to the temple?"

The man in the carriage didn't speak, but just coughed inexplicably.

Guarding the believers does not dare to breathe.

——Each pope, as a **** believed by the people, accepts pure and bright power.

The body will be a little sick.

But in contrast to the sick and weak, it is the holy and pure faith, the bright breath, and the power that even the king dare not create.

The man in the car coughed before speaking.

The voice is not loud, and even low in the night.

But strangely, people can hear clearly, and even can hear the pleasant tail sound, like a feather gently brushing the tip of the ear.

"Take to the penalty spot, torture."

This generation of popes is not an old old man, but has an extremely young voice, with a clear spring-like air and sweetness, but it is so weak that there is no emotion, and there is no freezing silence at all.

The people all kneel down prostrately, and they dare not look up.

The Pope will only participate in prayers inside the temple. Ordinary people cannot see him, let alone hear him.

Perhaps because of the pope, it means the **** of light.

Therefore, the cold voice is heard in the ear, just a short sentence, but just like listening to a morning prayer, the faith calms the heart, and the believers all show a pious look.

Lian Yunxia felt light in her heart, as if she had been purged. It turned out that this is the power of faith... She blinked her eyes novelly.

The believers escorted the witch to the penalty spot.

It was a place dedicated to punish blood races, witches and pagans.

Crime and punishment symbolize the extreme evil in the world.

Huagui carriage lined up and left, Yunxia couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

She didn't even see the pope's face.

(End of this chapter)