I'm clearly a villain [Quick Transmigration]

Does God really exist?

This question is undoubtedly yes.

Since this world has magic,

of all races,

Then why can't there be a God?

And their Pope,

stand before the world every day,

Sit high on the right highest peak of the overland world.

he exists one day,

God exists only for one day.

Although in the eyes of others,

He's just God's mouthpiece - of course,

This identity is also very remarkable, but how can it compare to his true identity?

Qi Mo knows his true identity—although with his current identity, he shouldn't know this,

But he didn't need to say this directly, as long as he acted confidently, it was enough to fool the Archbishop.

The archbishop thinks he understands something,

Confirm with Qi Mo again and again,

After receiving the mysterious smile from His Excellency the Paladin Commander, he left with a happy gesture of absolute trust.

as soon as he left,

Qi Mo immediately went to see His Majesty the Pope.

His Holiness has commanded,

Your Excellency, Paladin Changguan, you don’t need to report,

directly into his chamber,

Temples and other special places.

So Qi Mo was not hindered by anything,

to the temple.

He wanted to come over,

asked the Pope some questions, but did not expect that he had just come in,

I heard the gentle and holy voice of the pope.

"Close your eyes,

Allah. "

"To pray, to feel, God is with us."

Qi Mo: "..." It turns out that this seemingly reliable Pope has just met the heroine now?

He raised his eyebrows slightly, hid behind a sacred pillar, and began to look at the couple who were supposed to be together.

His Majesty the Pope naturally needless to say, he is a deified human being, with the blood of the devil in his body.His face was extremely handsome, but it didn't contain the slightest bit of aggression, instead it was full of holiness and compassion.

If you want to give an example, he has a lot of similarities with Liao Yuan in the previous world—that is, Qi Mo.

Fortunately, although His Majesty the Pope has a face that looks very weak, he is still amazing no matter his height, body shape, or the size of the magic wand that can grow bigger.

As for Allah, she is a beautiful and good-looking girl.Her skin is like fresh milk that has just been squeezed out, and she has the same brilliant blond hair and blue eyes as Qi Mo now.If the two of them stand together, they look like a pair of brother and sister.

I don't know if the Pope just likes this taste, or because...

Qi Mo's beautiful blue eyes suddenly dimmed for a moment: ...or is it because this body now contains his spiritual body?

There is no answer to this question, it is impossible for Qi Mo to take the initiative to ask, and the Pope cannot guess what is in his heart.

So Qi Mo put it on hold.

The Pope's teaching continued until noon.

Allah is probably really talented. She did not perceive the existence of God and communicated with God, but a soft white light burst out of her body.Even at a relatively long distance, Qi Mo could feel the peaceful and healing breath emanating from this white light.

In this cloud of white light, Allah looked like an angel sent by the God of Light to the human world. She looked gentle and beautiful, and no one could find any gray areas on her body.

However, in such a quiet and beautiful atmosphere, His Majesty the Pope gently pulled Allah out of this wonderful state, and he said softly: "Wake up, Allah. It's time for lunch."

He is so beautiful and holy that he doesn't seem like a human being, but now he says such a sentence, which makes people feel very unreal.

But Allah was still in a trance, and when she heard this sentence, she just agreed very softly: "Okay, Your Majesty..."

As she spoke, she showed a regretful expression, it seemed that she was very reluctant to leave that state.

His Majesty the Pope pretended not to see him, and left the temple with Allah.Qi Mo hid behind the pillar, avoided them, and watched them leave here.

With a soft sound of closing the door, Qi Mo was the only one left in the temple, and then he came out from behind the pillars, and took a serious look at the layout of the temple.

The temple is still majestic and magnificent, but its holy and noble appearance has the same aura as its owner, the Pope.

Its interior is a muted white, with decorative gold carved into patterns and dotted throughout.

Qi Mo walked a few steps forward, and saw the altar that they had used to study the magic wand of the magic kiln.Although in terms of details, the appearance here is the same as that day, but Qi Mo found... This table has been changed.

Naturally, he didn't need to think about where he changed to.

Before Qi Mo had time to look at more things, the door of the temple was pushed open again——

The Pope, who just learned from the attendant that Qi Mo came to find him, hurried in, closed the door, and with a bright smile on his face, "Why didn't you call me when you came, I almost didn't notice you it's here……"

"I just came here and saw that you had something to do, so I didn't make a sound." Qi Mo dismissed it indifferently.In fact, this sentence is not perfunctory, after all, it is also a fact.

There was no strange look on His Majesty's face, and he didn't care about the perfunctory taste in Qi Mo's tone, and said happily: "It's okay, it's okay. I'm actually fine...you come to me, directly Just come here, don't worry about interrupting me."

He continued: "It's lunch time now, how about it, do you want something to eat? Today's veal steak was fried just right."

"Then I'll go with you." Qi Mo laughed, his smile was very bright, and the beautiful blue eyes seemed to be shining with sunshine.

Today's veal steak was really delicious. An La ate with them. When Qi Mo entered, An La still looked a little embarrassed. He didn't know who he was and how he should respond.

Compared with Allah, Qi Mo seemed very at ease. He sat down while chatting and laughing with the Pope, and then he looked at Allah who was cramped with his gentle and beautiful blue eyes, and spoke in a low and hoarse voice. Said: "Long time no see."

In addition to his appearance, he also disguised his voice before, so that Allah would not recognize him.

But as soon as this sentence was said, Anla recognized it—she was so happy that she was like a cute rabbit whose tail was poked, and almost jumped out of place: "Oh! Oh my god—it's you, Will... ..."

Her cute little face flushed and her eyes became wet, looking like a fawn that was helpless.

Xiaolu stood up from where she was, her face was still flushed, she looked really cute: "No, Will—Master Will... yes, is that you? Thank you—"

This lovely girl also realized that the familiar and unfamiliar gentleman in front of her was unusual. She thought it was Qi Mo who had done something for her under the Pope's crown, so that the Pope could see her, a humble, small-town man. Come countryman.

Qi Mo also guessed this, he smiled and did not deny it, and forced Allah to sit down.He said, "I'm sorry, Allah. I had an important mission at that time, and I couldn't confess my identity to you—"

"No, no. You did a great job... oh, I mean, you did a great job..." Allah blushed and said, "You are a wonderful person, thank you for coming with us too here."

She looked at Qi Mo with wet and grateful eyes, and Qi Mo looked back at her with a smile. This scene looked really beautiful, just like a beautiful oil painting.

The Pope coughed violently.

Allah was startled again, and stood up helplessly: "Your Majesty! What's wrong with you?"

she asked worriedly.

The Pope leaned weakly into the arms of the Chief Paladin, and said, "Don't worry... Allah, I'm fine—"

This showman!

Qi Mo rolled his eyes in his heart, and squeezed his waist fiercely, almost making the Pope who was weakly leaning against his arms jump up: "... This is just a small matter, it will be fine soon, It's okay, Allah."

Allah looked at them worriedly, his blue eyes looked extremely melancholy: "But..." His Majesty's behavior did not seem to be all right at all.

The appearance of the pope under the crown looks really weak.His face was pale, and his brows were slightly frowned.When people look at it, they feel very worried.

And Qi Mo, who has no desire to perform, just wants to enjoy the tender and delicious veal steak in front of him. He is ruthless, and has no sympathy for the pitiful and weak appearance of the Pope, and he does not want to accompany him to perform under the noble Pope at all— — he pinched the Pope's ass again, and said with a smile: "No, don't worry, really, it's really okay - it'll be fine soon."

His Majesty the Pope also noticed the anger of His Excellency the Chief Paladin. He slowly left the warm embrace of His Excellency the Chief Paladin, straightened his sitting posture, and said with a pale face: "...Yes, it's all right, Allah. Now It's lunchtime."

Allah looked left and right, and still felt that the appearance of the Pope did not seem to be all right.She hesitated to speak, and felt that Qi Mo and the Pope were hiding from her, probably because they didn't want her to know, so she had to bear it.

Apart from Qi Mo enjoying and satisfying the meal, the other two seemed a little absent-minded.Allah finished eating in a hurry, but still couldn't stand the atmosphere, so he hesitated to leave.

And the other absent-minded one, His Holiness the Pope, groaned and lay down on the table after the figure of Allah left: "Oh...Veran

, you hurt me. "

There was still a bit of coquettish tone in his voice, Qi Mo glanced at him, forked over his unfinished veal steak, cut it into several pieces and ate it, then wiped his mouth with a white handkerchief, and said: "Yeah ? Where does it hurt?"

When the honorable Pope heard these words, he jumped up like a rabbit, turned around and took off his pants, and complained very aggrieved: "This is where it hurts—you pinched it so hard!"

Qi Mo was stunned by his unpretentious actions and lightning speed: "..."

No... Where is the face? !