You are so beautiful when you are pitted by me [Quick wear]

As the night darkened, the light magician of the temple exuded a warm light white light, becoming the only light on this side.

The Pope lazily leaned aside, and Xiao Shu handed him the grapes.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the Pope put his fingertips in his mouth several times. Although it was only for a short moment, the feeling was very clear.

Xiao Shu's eyes darkened, but he still continued dutifully, but it was the Pope who felt that it was boring first, so he stopped such a small action.

"Forget it." The Pope waved his hand, and Xiao Shu pushed the fruit plate away.

During the movement, the two moved a little farther away, only then did the pope realize that the faint incense lingering on the tip of his nose came from Xiao Shu's body: "You have smoked the incense."

Xiao Shu didn't deny it: "Well, the fragrance of soothing the nerves can calm the emotions." It is also good for helping people fall asleep.

Needless to say, the Pope, who is also an oriental, understood from the bottom of his heart. Thinking of the bloody scene in the garden, he understood it. He nodded and didn't ask any more questions, so he missed the faint emotion in his disciple's eyes.

"Come closer, it smells good." The pope's expression remained the same, but his eyes lit up, and as he said this, he tugged at the hem of Xiao Shu's clothes with his hands.

This action was very much like a child yearning for love and care, which made Xiao Shu feel a little funny in his heart, but he also got closer so that he could smell it clearly.

He moved closer to the Pope, looked out the window, and asked, "It's getting late, teacher, do you want to go back to your room to meditate?"

"No, do you still have the soothing incense? I want to sleep well." A trace of expectation flashed in the pope's eyes, but his expression remained cold.

Xiao Shu saw it, and after a while, he smiled: "There are more, teacher."

"I didn't take it out earlier, I haven't been able to sleep like an ordinary person for a long time." The Pope pretended to complain, but the happiness in his eyes was not fake.

Xiao Shu took out a magic bag at the side, crushed a small bright magic stone, and then the dark red long strip of fragrant wood in the bag appeared.

I don't know what material it is made of, but each incense stick seems to be engraved with a dragon and phoenix totem, which is a unique oriental painting.

The Pope saw this series of actions in his eyes, so he naturally didn't know that Xiao Shu's need to use a one-time magic stone to open the magic bag was his masterpiece.

A little guilt appeared in the pope's eyes.

Xiao Shu saw it, smiled in his heart, but pretended not to know on his face, he took the incense and closed the magic bag again, and the little bright magic stone also died after completing its mission.

The pope glanced at the incense in his hand and reached out to ask for it.

But Xiao Shu suddenly took it back when he was about to hand it to him, and added: "Teacher, this incense is very powerful, even a magician of the holy rank cannot withstand its medicinal effect, so don't burn it too quickly . . . " And it works slowly.

Before Xiao Shu could finish his last words, the Pope stretched out his slightly cold hand, and took the stick of spice. He said, "Got it."

Xiao Shu looked at the other party's somewhat indifferent eyebrows and eyes, knowing that the other party was bothering him, so he kept his mouth shut and stopped explaining.

The Pope closed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about the incense in his hand and the good dream at night, and his mood improved a lot.

Seeing the pope like this, Xiao Shu bent his eyebrows unconsciously.

"Then I'll go back first, and you should go to bed earlier." The Pope took the incense and patted Xiao Shu's hand indistinctly.

Feeling the slow and small light power pouring from the Pope's palm to the palm from the shoulder, Xiao Shu's heart warmed up, and he said: "Good night." My Pope.

The figure of the Pope's departure gradually disappeared, losing the infusion of the bright magic that lingered around the Pope all the time, and the hall gradually darkened, leaving only a few magic stones that were full of magic power still emitting a faint light.

Xiao Shu picked up the previous magic bag, and without the assistance of the magic stone, the warm golden magic power from his hand penetrated into the magic bag and opened the taboo.

He smiled, then put away the magic bag and walked towards the outer hall.

The night became darker and darker, and the dense black completely covered the sky above the temple, and the magic stone in the hall gradually dimmed.

The sound of someone's footsteps came suddenly, bringing a trace of unrest to this quiet night.

The sound of treading footsteps did not stop until they reached the hall where His Holiness the Pope lived.

Xiao Shu's eyes were deep, he gently pushed open the door of the side hall that he would not normally set foot in, and stepped in slowly with light steps.

The smell of incense in the house is extremely strong, making people feel a little drowsy.

Obviously, the pope didn't pay attention to what he said, and the lack of disgust effect accelerated the burning of magic.

Xiao Shu stepped forward and took out the magic stone that kept the magic running under the magic incense burner, and took out a small silver bottle from his bosom, and opened the bottle.

The rich incense fragrance in the room was absorbed by the vial a lot, leaving only a faint layer, so Xiao Shu put away the vial.

"Teacher?" He called softly.

The man on the bed didn't react at all, his eyes were closed, his face was reddish, and his breathing was even. He was obviously immersed in a dream, and he didn't know what he dreamed of. There was a smile on his lips.

Xiao Shu watched quietly. He was about to leave after just taking a look, and suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.

By the time he realized it, he had already sat on the edge of the bed, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to outline the Pope's eyebrows and eyes.

The pope, who was immersed in a sweet dream, did not avoid his actions, so Xiao Shu felt more at ease.

The Pope's eyebrows and eyes seem to be a gift from heaven, holy and perfect, and he is like a god if he doesn't smile on weekdays. At this time, there is a slight curvature at the corner of his mouth, which makes people sink even more.

Xiao Shu slowly painted his eyebrows and eyes, his eyes darkened, and finally focused his gaze on the opponent's lips.

The complexion of His Excellency the Pope is extremely fair, even the light color of his lips looks even more bright red.

Xiao Shu's hand lightly brushed the opponent's lower lip, and finally landed on the side of the Pope's face.

He slowly bent down, made his own mark on the opponent's lips, and deliberately went deeper after the opponent subconsciously opened his mouth to breathe.

It wasn't until the breathless Pope's face was completely stained with blush and he almost woke up that he slowly let go of the other party, looked at the other party's bright lips, slightly hooked his lips, and said softly: "Good night, My Pope."

Looking at the thin blanket that was about to fall to the ground in front of the Pope and the faintly revealing crystal clear complexion, his eyes darkened, but he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, but pulled the blanket up.

Suddenly, his line of sight came into contact with a smear of chaotic and invisible black, Xiao Shu's eyes darkened, and he hardly thought about it, so he let go of the blanket in his hand, stretched out his hand to grab the black ball, and hugged it carefully In the palm of his hand, he walked out of the side hall where the Pope was.

Under the dim moonlight, he still couldn't see what the black mass was, but he was certain that this should be the unknown source of the sound.

Xiao Shu clenched his hand without thinking too much, the force was so great that he almost crushed it.

"Ah, ah, wait!" The mechanical cold voice came out again, begging for mercy.

Xiao Shu let go.

It wasn't because of its begging for mercy, but the moment he pinched it, he felt a rejection from the laws of the whole world. This rejection clearly told him that even if he could restrain all magical powers, in the end he couldn't. But this unknown black.

"What are you?" The black floating in the air is logically extremely easy to be ignored by others, but Xiao Shu, who has already locked onto it, is staring at it closely, with oppression.

"I am the pope's magician..." the voice said weakly.

After hearing this, Xiao Shu raised his eyebrows and clenched a little.

"No, no, no, I'm a guide from another world who sent him missions and provided him with various kinds of help." The black ball quickly explained, even if he didn't explain Xiao Shu, he was very clear about it.

"Then, what is his mission?"

"Let the eldest prince ascend the throne..." The system silently compromised, and if Xiao Shu listened carefully at this time, he would be able to find some imperceptible flattery in the mechanical sound of the black mist.

Unfortunately, he didn't notice this when he was in a bad mood. After hearing what the system said, his complexion darkened a little, obviously not in a good mood.

"Elder Prince?"

"Yeah, great prince." The system, which didn't know Xiao Shu's mood changes, responded hastily, and the black around him swayed with his eager tone, which was a little funny.

"Ascension to the throne?" Xiao Shu repeated silently.

The system didn't care, and quickly responded: "Yes, yes."

The discoloration on Xiao Shu's face quickly disappeared, his face was expressionless, he put on a slight smile, and said casually: "Then let the eldest prince ascend the throne."

"Yeah." The system continued to respond mechanically, and it felt a little wrong to respond, but Xiao Shu's expression made him a little shy, and he didn't dare to ask again.

Xiao Shu smiled, as if he had thought of something, his expression softened completely, and he said, "Don't tell the teacher about my visit, okay?"

The system that had seen his terror just now was obviously startled by seeing such a gentle side, and responded quickly.

Xiao Shu learned something he wanted to know, and his mood improved a lot, so he let go of the black mist and went back.

Watching the cloud of black mist slowly pass through the door and return to the Pope's side, Xiao Shu's eyes moved, but there was a cold arc on his mouth.

His hand slowly stroked the mirror brought out from the Pope's residence. The magic items carved out of magic crystal seemed to carry a little bit of the Pope's breath.

He smiled, tried his best to soften his brows and eyes, then turned around and walked towards the outside of the temple.

He is also extremely curious about what happened in the Dark Continent.

What's more, this will still affect the existence of the pope's "task", which has to be taken care of.

Xiao Shu gritted his teeth and thought about it.