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

In the gray area, the man seemed to be stepping on the light. Behind him, there seemed to be an invisible force pulling away all the shadows and revealing the light.

The people around were secretly thinking that it was not good, and many people had already retreated.

Maybe people like Gu Le don't know, but as anti-church and originally royal supporters, they are naturally no strangers to the man in front of them.

"I don't seem to be dead yet, you guys want to change the dynasty?" Xiao Shu smiled, his eyes were cold.

The church is a new force that emerged after the death of the pope. Because of the past feats of the pope, people are deeply remembered and awed.All of a sudden, the gap between theocratic power and kingly power was widened invisibly, and these royalists naturally made some small moves in private, trying to lower the status of theocratic power, or even eliminate theocratic power.

But Xiao Shu didn't expect that after he suppressed for so long, he thought that these people would no longer have the original idea, here, in this way, to meet again.

"King Xiao." Before the leader could leave with the others, he blushed when asked by Xiao Shu, and replied with some embarrassment.

"How is the queen?" Xiao Shu didn't dwell on the previous question, but this sentence made the visitor even more confused.

"Queen...it's okay." The old man was puzzled and replied subconsciously.

"So the days are too leisurely, come meddle in our business?"

As soon as the words came out, the old man understood something instantly, and then looked at Rong Yan's expression, it became complicated, but he still had awe of Xiao Shu, he nodded unwillingly, and said: "Yes, King Xiao."

"No next time."

"There won't be a next time."

The old man directed the people around him to evacuate, and the others panicked when they saw the collaborator suddenly leave, but no one paid any attention to Xiao Shu and Rong Yan.

The surrounding clouds and mists parted, revealing a starry night sky.

Everything before was just an illusion, and only those people were real.

Xiao Shu waved his hand slightly, and the remaining magical elements in the sky were easily torn apart by him.

The force generated by the repulsion was extremely strong and spread, causing all the surrounding scenery to return to its true appearance.

Xiao Shu watched the group of people making a mess and finally scattered away, and then he sat down slowly.

However, before he could open his hand, he was taken a step ahead.

"Holy fire." The pupils under the Holy Son's crown sank slightly. At this time, he became serious, and the sky was dim and the lights were dim. The extremely similar facial features seemed to completely overlap with the face of the Pope in his memory, returning to the most familiar appearance.

"You actually blocked the holy flame with your hand." Rong Yan glanced at Xiao Shu with the expression of looking at a fool.

Xiao Shu smiled meaningfully.

The unknown system at the side covered his face and crouched in a corner to count his own IQ. He was suddenly very puzzled why he thought Xiao Shu was going to force his way in at first.

"This hand of yours will be no different from being useless in the future." Shengzi's voice cooled down, and he let go of the silver-white hand in his hand.

The holy fire has the function of purification, not only for evil and dark things, but also for everything, it has the effect of obliterating all its attributes, and it can also achieve a true degree of obliteration for a person or a life.But precisely because of these horrors, another characteristic of the holy flame is that it will not be stored for a long time and is extremely easy to extinguish.

Xiao Shu was naturally clear in his heart, and the reason why he did what he did now was also clear to both of them.

"Enchanting can only require one hand." Xiao Shu replied indifferently.

His Majesty the Son of God did not get any comfort from these words, he lowered his eyes and did not speak again, but a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

For a moment, the atmosphere around the two became stalemate and became a little awkward.

Just as Xiao Shu was about to say something to break the deadlock, he heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice from one side.

"Your Majesty the Holy Son."

A mighty team came from one side, and the head of the man was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and the jeweled crown on his head was frighteningly bright. He was the new king who had just made a sound.

There was a little respect in the new king's voice, but more disgust that was hard to conceal.

Xiao Shu was naturally clear about the reason.

"You and my teacher really look alike, you should be the holy son recommended by the Dongfang Rong family." A flash of nostalgia flashed in the young Wang's eyes, but it was for the old man, and when he looked at Rong Yan, he became much colder , he smiled and stretched out his hand: "I'm here to pick you up."

He was indeed here to pick him up, and this somewhat gloomy aura has been with him since the two of them got off the boat, and only at this moment did the other party appear. It is self-evident what it means.

Xiao Shu pretended not to see the deep negative emotions in the other party's eyes, took Rong Yan and stretched out his hand.

"No need, I will find the way by myself, and Mr. Xiao will be a good tour guide." After Rong Yan finished speaking, he never looked at the new king again.

There was also no moment when he saw the ferocious and distorted face of the other party.

"King Xiao, why are you here?" Hisoka tilted his head, showing a puzzled expression, as friendly and kind as it was many years ago.

"I want to be here, so I am here." Xiao Shu smiled.

Xiao Shu has already seen through the opponent's purpose, so how can he believe his pretended kindness and friendliness?

"Even if the outer shell is exactly the same, the inner difference is completely different..." He paused, and then continued: "My teacher has never had a disciple who likes to deceive himself."

After hearing these words, Xiao Shu smiled and showed no extra expression, while Rong Yan's expression changed instantly.

Rong Yan: "The personification of the Holy Son and the Pope are similar in appearance?"

"Yeah... What's the problem?" The system's weak voice was extremely small, and it was obvious that even he himself was a little guilty of his own reply.

"Okay, there's no problem." Rong Yan's mood dropped a lot in an instant.

Seeing it, Xiao Shu felt a little complicated in his heart. He moved his fingertips, but he didn't reach out after all.

He turned his eyes slightly cold and looked at Hisoka again: "I don't remember when you became his disciple."

"As always, it's just your wishful thinking."

The new king just sneered a few times and didn't care: "But now, the Holy Son still has to go back to the temple with me."

As if thinking of something, he looked at Xiao Shu again, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "If King Xiao wants, we can come to the temple together to see what changes have taken place in the temple during the days you left."

The slightly ostentatious expression reminded Xiao Shu of the temple he had seen that day, imitating the way the Pope was there, and his expression became a little colder.

"No need, the temple is no longer the original temple, but I believe that it will become a new temple soon." Xiao Shu rejected Hisoka's proposal with a smile, watching several familiar faces come out from the side, please When Rong Yan returned to the temple, he immediately relaxed a lot.

He didn't even look at Hisoka's dark face, and left directly.

It has been several months since I saw the Son again, in a way that Xiao Shu never thought of.

On the busy streets, people are dressed brightly and flamboyantly, and it is a time-honored custom to spend the time in beautiful clothes at the end of the year.

"Big brother, here." The little girl walking in front seemed a little impatient, and turned back to look for Xiao Shu.

Xiao Shu, who was still at a loss, had no choice but to let the children push him, go to one place after another, change into clothes or ornaments, etc., and then be pushed to the next place.

The clothes they put on were not only festive and gorgeous celebration costumes, but extremely elegant, like oriental robes, with patterns embroidered in a special oriental method.

It's just that although the satin material looks good, the embroidery on it is not very good, but it is extremely careful, and the small raw edges and threads are hard to be found.

For some reason, Xiao Shu remembered a custom on the mainland.

A married couple can make their relationship last forever if they can gift each other ornaments they made themselves and have the other person wear them.

But thinking about it carefully, it was too impossible, Xiao Shu simply put everything behind him, waiting for the person to tell him what kind of surprise he had prepared for him.

There are all kinds of magical lights floating in the sky in the street, and anyone who knows a little bit of magic will shoot a magic light cluster in the air to express blessings.

But under the colorful colors, it doesn't look chaotic, but a little more festive.

Xiao Shu looked at the light blue light cluster somewhere in the sky, which enveloped the sky above the temple. Although the color had faded a lot, Xiao Shu still had a feeling.

It was brought by Rong Yan, and Rong Yan was in the temple.

"Big brother, can you hurry up." The little girl with two ponytails put her hands on her hips, looking like a little adult.

"Okay." Xiao Shu had no choice but to wryly smile, and had no choice but to follow quickly.

Even though the road went round and round, after seeing the ball of blue magic, the unfamiliar route gradually coincided with the familiar one in memory.

This is the direction to the temple.

Walking into the last garden, Xiao Shu's mood became uneasy.

It is definitely impossible to say that you have no feelings for the temple, but what to expect...

Think of Hisoka, then cease to exist.

This little emotion at this time is probably just because the owner of the temple is back.

Rong Yan was wearing a somewhat loose magic robe, with an indifferent expression, just like the youngest and most powerful Pope in those days.

Everything here is custom-made according to the standard of the original pope, and the arrangement of all the items is exactly what the pope left when he left. Instead, the figure in the middle who is wearing the original clothes of the pope, but looks thin because of ill-fitting, and the whole surrounding The scenery was out of place.

But in Xiao Shu's heart, only that one person is real.

Welcome back, my pope.

He said so in his heart.

Looking at the person in front of him, he smiled.