Come wear it, come to die

"What is it?"

Odris looked at the smiles on the eyebrows and eyes of the people around him, his eyes could not help softening, and he was rarely curious.

Tong Yanjun leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Godhead."

Godhead is the core of God's power. A god who loses his godhead will fall, and a person who has a godhead can become a god, and godheads are also divided into levels. There are high-level godheads, intermediate godheads, and low-level godheads. In this plane, people with The gods of high-level godheads have not yet been born. Gods of light, demon gods, elf gods, and beast gods are all intermediate-level gods. Angelia is the daughter of destiny in this plane. Fate has set her as a high-level godhead. In the original trajectory , she finally merged with this godhead and became the master god of this world.

The way of heaven is sealed in the God Realm. If human beings want to ascend to the God Realm, they must become gods. Becoming a god is not as easy as it is said by mouth, but it is different if you have a godhead. As long as you merge with the godhead, you can jump Becoming a god, ascending to heaven and earth, omnipotent, and that is still a high-level godhead, it is simply a piece of cake to suppress the god envoy in the temple who doesn't even have a godhead.

Odris never thought that a human would have a godhead, and he looked at the person in front of him with scorching eyes.

"Thanks a lot."

When the old God of Light fell, the godhead was passed on to the Son of Light. Later, the Son of Light was killed and sealed, so the whereabouts of the Godhead of the God of Light were also unknown, so even if the envoy in the temple controlled the entire Temple of Light, he would not be able to succeed. god.

Odris is a false body formed by the Holy Son of Light with a pair of wings and a ray of divine power. Even if he gets the high-level godhead, he cannot be fused, and the fusion of the godhead can only be done by Tong Xianjun.

"For you, it's not bitter." Seeing his lover's lowered eyes, with a soft light in his eyes, Tong Xianjun couldn't help but move closer, and kissed him on the lips.

Mr. Tong prayed to become a holy servant, and of course only Odris was serving him. The old bishop saw that the apprentice who had been a loner since childhood was finally willing to accept the following of the holy servant, with a gratified smile on his face.

Tong Xianjun is a very smart person. After arriving in the Temple of Light, he got along with everyone within a few days. He always has a warm smile like sunshine on his face, which makes people feel very friendly. Even the old bishop He had a very good impression on him, and even asked Odris to teach him well, this is to let Tong Xianjun take over the position of priest of Odris in the future.

Tong Xianjun was doing well in the temple, and Angelia's little life in the palace was not moist at all.

Her sisters cut off her hair before, just to embarrass her, but they didn't expect Angelia to cut her hair short to make her look more cute, even the king who had never noticed her before was right She spoke praises.

A prince from a neighboring country traveled to the Rand Empire. In order to promote the friendship between the two countries, the king will hold a grand ball. As the princess of Rand, Angelia will of course also attend. Her sisters want her clothes are torn.

Looking at the pile of torn and tattered clothes in front of her, Angelia squatted on the ground, her eyes were red, and tears were rolling in her eyes. Just when the crystal tears were about to fall, a pleasant voice sounded.

"What's the matter with you, little princess?"

Angelia's body froze, she suddenly raised her head to look at where the sound came from, and then opened her eyes wide.

"K... Christie, why are you here?"

With a delicate box under his arm, Tong Xianjun jumped down from a tree a few meters high, saw the tears in her eyes, and said, "Why are you crying?"

"Ah... I, I didn't cry." Angelia wiped away the tears rolling in her eyes in a panic, why every time she made a fool of herself, she would always meet Christie, which made her feel so shy.

"I heard that His Majesty the King is going to hold a ball. When I was shopping a few days ago, I saw a dress that matched you very well, so I bought it." Ignoring the pile of rags on the ground, Mr. Tong prayed to Angeli In front of Ya, he handed over the exquisite box.

"Skirt!?" Angelia exclaimed, and took the box in Tong Xianjun's hand. When she opened it and saw a beautiful lavender dress inside, she couldn't help but widen her eyes: "You ...Do you really want to give me this beautiful dress?" Her voice was full of excitement and choked up.

Tong Yanjun smiled and said: "I don't wear a skirt, it was given to you at that time."

"Thank you, Christie, you are really the messenger of God..." Angelia wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeves, holding the clothes tightly in her hands like treasures.

Perhaps for her, Christie is a god who protects her and helps her. Otherwise, why would she appear in front of her and help her every time she encounters difficulties.

Seeing her excited look, Mr. Tong prayed lightly, jumped onto the fence next to her and looked at her.

"Angelia, have you ever thought about what will happen to you in the future?"

"The future?" Angelia was taken aback for a moment, showing a blank expression. She had never thought about what would happen to her in the future, because she was living a very difficult life now, so she didn't have the heart to think about the future.

"Well, in the future." Tong Xianjun swayed his feet, and slowly flattened the corners of his mouth, "Angelia, do you want to be like this for the rest of your life? Not being valued by His Majesty the King, being bullied by sisters, and being bullied by brothers Ignore it, you can only hide in the most remote small courtyard of the palace forever, and you can only see this small sky when you look up?" Stretched out his finger and gently drew a circle on the blue sky.

Angelia looked at the sky along the slender jade-like fingers with well-defined knuckles. She didn't notice the longing in her eyes at all.

Clyde's accidental fall was like breaking one of her wings. She is still the kind little princess who accepts everything and allows others to bully her. As long as she is guided well, she can get rid of her original fate.

"Angelia, how do you think you are different from a caged bird?"

Angelia was overwhelmed by this question. After thinking about it carefully, she felt that she was no different from the caged bird.

"I...then what should I do?" She looked into Tong Qianjun's gaze, full of pleading.

"Leave this cage and look for the person who can entrust you for the rest of your life. He will take you around this continent and let you see the most beautiful scenery with your own eyes. You will see dense forests, endless seas, and endless landscapes that you have never seen before. Grassland..." Tong prayed: "This man can't be trapped in the imperial palace like a king, and he can't have many women. He can only belong to you. He will love you, pamper you, and make you laugh." ..."

Angelia listened to his words, opened her beautiful eyes wide, and said, "Is there really such a person?"

"There will be, my princess." Tong Xianjun took her little white hand, kissed the back of her hand, and said, "I will ask God for you as a servant of the Temple of Light, you will At the ball, find that person."

When he gave Angelia the skirt, he had already planned it. In the original trajectory, the green skirt she was wearing reminded the Elf King who had left the Fairy Forest for a long time, so he chose a light one for Angelia. purple dress.

Because there is a bard who loves purple deeply among the princes of neighboring countries, he wants Angelia to attract the bard's attention, as long as Angelia leaves the palace with the bard, then Her fate will be able to deviate from the original track.

Angelia's eyes were red, and she said, "Thank you, Christie."

"You will be happy, Her Royal Highness Princess Angelia."

"Yes."

The King's ball, of course, also invited the Temple of Light, but the old bishop was old and didn't care about these things, so he asked his disciple Odris to go.

Although Odris is only a priest, everyone knows that he will take over as the bishop of the Temple of Light in the future, so even the king dare not neglect him.

Mr. Tong’s current status is Odris’s entourage. Of course, he wants to be inseparable from him. Both of them are wearing the gorgeous white robes of the temple. It’s just that Mr. Tong’s clothes are ironed with crimson piping, which distinguishes him from him. The status of Odris in the temple is different.

Because the people in the Temple of Light have special identities, it is a great honor for them to participate in the ball. They will not enter the dance floor with others, but just chat with some royal nobles.

Odris doesn't like to talk too much with people, but he is indifferent with a handsome face like a god, noble and sacred temperament, and that head of bright blond hair, standing in the crowd, even if he doesn't say a word , and will not make people feel that he is powerless.

Looking at the lover beside him, Tong prayed, feeling a little itchy. He really loves his lover so much, the noble, holy and abstinent look. After the work is done, he will definitely throw him on the bed and tear his clothes...

Odris noticed his lover's eerie smile, and was taken aback for a moment, the smile in his original golden eyes increased a bit.

"what happened?"

"I didn't see Angelia." Tong Qianjun said.

The smile in Odris's eyes instantly fell silent, his golden eyes became darker, and the calm and peaceful aura on his body instantly became freezing and biting.

Tong Xianjun is a very vigilant person, but when facing his lover, he feels very slow, just feels a little cold.

"Why is it suddenly a little cold?" Tong Yanjun rubbed his arms, and then saw Angelia walked in by a handsome man with a turban on his head and long brown hair hanging behind him.

With V587 monitoring all the time, Mr. Tong prayed of course knows who this person is.

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