After becoming a disciple of the Pope

Ye Shaoqing took a deep breath and told herself to be patient, and absolutely not to fall into the trap of a dead fox.

Although you want to tear the vixen with your hands, you still have to maintain your demeanor.

Fortunately, Aragaki had finished performing the operation and successfully diverted the attention of several people.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead before putting on the gloves again. In the cold winter weather, after sweating so much, it is by no means an easy task to erase the spiritual imprint.

The trauma on Chi Liao Beast's body had already been dealt with, and he was still in a coma at the moment. Almost at the same time, Li Mao, who was being treated by Archbishop Zhao Hua in the church hall in the western district, suddenly twitched all over his body. Very much, it was as if the heart had been squeezed tightly by an invisible giant hand.

Chaohua was startled and tried his best to help him get rid of the sudden pain immediately.

This is entirely a sign of backlash.

"...Oops, that spirit beast is in their hands." He quickly realized that he had overlooked a small matter. In his opinion, the seriously injured Chi Liao was no different from dead. There is no need to pay attention to the spirit beasts. It never occurred to me that this negligence would become Li Mao's death talisman.

"Huangyuan! Courting death!" Zhaohua frowned coldly, and forcibly erased the spiritual imprint of the spirit beast. Only a powerful beast appraiser could do it, but he couldn't figure out why Huangyuan wanted to fight against him?

Li Mao lying on the bed was trembling all over, and Wu Qing groaned in pain. If it was just the backlash, with the archbishop Zhaohua around, naturally he would not have to worry about hurting his life, but right now, he is still seriously injured, and his consciousness Hai was also severely injured by Yezheng, and he was already in an extremely fragile and dangerous period.

Another backlash at this juncture, if it were someone else, he would have died long ago.

Zhao Hua's originally ugly face, as Li Mao's gradually stiff body became heavier and heavier, his sea of ​​consciousness finally collapsed completely after a weak resistance.

Li Mao is over!

Even if you save your life, your future as a priest is hopeless!

"—Damn it!" Half of Zhaohua's face was plunged into the shadow under the lamp, and the Flying Emperor Snake with its tail broken on his wrist raised his head slightly, hissing out a letter resentfully.

Once the enmity is formed, the reason is no longer important, what matters is the result.

At this moment, naturally no one will care whether His Excellency the Archbishop is bleeding from his heart.

Half an hour had passed since the spiritual imprint was severed, and the Chi Liao Beast gradually woke up under Xiaoji's call.

Those blood-red pupils were finally no longer full of hostility and murderous intent, and the focused eyes were fixed on Xiaoji's body. The familiar aura and the natural closeness of blood made it completely awake.

Xiaoji jumped up excitedly with an "Aww", being held in his mother's arms, his face was licked with wet big tongue to drool.

It was the first time Aragaki saw this kind of situation, and it was rare for him to show a slight smile. As for whether Li Mao would suffer backlash, or offend Archbishop Zhao Hua, it was completely out of his consideration. As far as the beast appraisers are concerned, any sorcerer who uses evil secrets on spirit beasts is not worthy of being their master.

Since you want to be opportunistic, you must be prepared to pay the price.

"Although this Chi Liao has escaped from the control of the original owner, it does not mean that the original hidden danger has been eliminated. It still needs a comfortable environment and a master who can do mental grooming for him. If it can be assisted by special healing potions for a long time, It is more likely to get better." Araki reminded.

Xiaoji looked at him expectantly.

Ye Shaoqing frowned, and after a short thought, shook his head and said: "I think it's more appropriate for it to stay here with Huai Ling. If it follows me here and there, I'm afraid it won't be able to settle down and recuperate properly."

The new bishop who was named gave him a surprised look, and immediately realized that he was afraid that after he and Ye Zheng left, he would not be able to sit securely as a bishop without a powerful spirit beast in charge.

Huai Ling's heart warmed slightly, and he said kindly: "As long as it is willing, I will naturally treat it kindly."

Although Chi Liao was reluctant to let go of the baby, he also understood that if he wanted to live better in the future, he would have to pay a price. It looked at Ye Shaoqing and then at Huai Ling with its big clear and sharp eyes, and bowed its head obediently.

Huai Ling was overjoyed, with the cooperation of spirit beasts, the success rate of the branding technique would naturally be greatly increased.

That night in the Heichuan Temple, according to the usual practice, the succession ceremony of the new bishop was to be held. Ye Shaoqing had always disliked such noisy and social occasions, so he found an excuse to sneak away.

The bright moonlight fell through the thin clouds, and the air was filled with the sweet smell of ale.

Ye Shaoqing took a sip at the ceremony banquet, once again declaring his presence with the amount of wine he poured.He followed the light back to the guest room, and the moment he opened the door, he was met with another sweeter fragrance.

He squinted his eyes, took a few breaths unconsciously, and immediately felt that something was wrong. The hotness that he had been deliberately suppressing was easily aroused by the fragrance, and it surged like a brook into the sea. It kept churning in his lower abdomen, scrambling to think To burst forth from somewhere.

The culprit was lying softly on the imperial concubine chair, carelessly combing the hair of his tail, and Xiaoji was sent by it to play with his mother. When he saw his lover looking over with a dark face, he couldn't help but smiled slightly, and said, "Look at it!" What am I doing, my face is blooming?"

Ye Shaoqing sneered angrily and said: "It's nothing, I just smell a body odor, I have to wash it off quickly."

"..." Ye Zheng's smiling expression cracked instantly.

Seeing him walking towards the bathroom, the white fox immediately jumped off the chaise longue, and followed him in with graceful steps.

Ye Shaoqing poured water into the bathtub, and was about to take off his naked body. While taking a bath, he solved his physical problems, when he turned his head and saw a certain hateful fox squatting on the sink, with hooked eyes, staring at it maliciously. Behind him, five fluffy tails swayed back and forth.

"...Why did you come here?" Ye Shaoqing glanced at him, then put back the half-taken clothes, "I want to take a shower and wait for me to finish washing."

Ye Zheng's sharp gaze moved down inch by inch, and he said with a deep smile, "Why are you shy, it's not like they haven't washed together."

After all, Ye Shaoqing didn't give Ye Shaoqing a chance to object at all, and jumped on him with such a force that he was thrown directly into the bathtub filled with hot water, and the overflowing bath water splashed all over the room.

The close-fitting clothes were wrinkled wetly, Ye Shaoqing managed to get up from the bathtub, and wiped his face in embarrassment, Ye Zheng's four paws were tightly wrapped around his body, and the wet white hair became a ball full of water. A blanket, hanging like a koala on his chest.

After rinsing with hot water, the strange fragrance became even stronger, until it made people dizzy and lustful.

Ye Shaoqing only felt that his whole body was dry and hot, and the fox's body temperature was even higher, sticking to his body, as if he wanted to burn together with him before giving up.

The loss of control reached its peak when the flame mark on the fox's forehead lit up.

The water in the bathtub seemed to be boiling, and Ye Shaoqing felt as if he was in a stove, but his consciousness drifted further and further away, and he was powerlessly ups and downs in the turbulent restlessness, until he touched a soft body with smooth and delicate skin texture, exuding a slight coolness , It's hard to put it down.

Ye Shaoqing felt that she had returned to the dreamland that ended without a problem that night. Her fingers ran through the familiar long silver hair, as if stroking the finest silk. Together.

In the boundless sea of ​​consciousness, there are only the two of them, hugging and snuggling on a small boat.

The sky is high and the sea is wide, serene and peaceful, even time has settled down, the disturbances of the outside world have disappeared, and the only thing that can be felt is each other's heartbeat, skin-to-skin contact, and the comfort and joy of returning to the mother's body.

The man's slender fingers caressed Ye Shaoqing's cheeks, his cool fingertips brushed across his lips, and went all the way down the collarbone. When attached, they are completely integrated.

He was undulating on Ye Shaoqing's body, his long hair slipped from behind, and Ye Shaoqing grasped him, sniffing the scent that belonged to the other party, his body and soul were so close that there was no distance between them, making people both familiar and intoxicated.

The spiritual pleasure is more intoxicating than the physical contact, trembling like electricity, this is an unprecedented experience, like a traveler trekking in the long-dry desert, drinking the oasis's oasis, Ye Shaoqing almost drowned in this wonderful In the marriage, I just want to crush every inch of the other party into my own consciousness...

Time has lost its concept, and I don't know how long it took, Ye Shaoqing slowly regained his free consciousness, and woke up from that indescribable joy.

He blinked bewilderedly, and found that he was still soaking in the bathtub, but the water temperature had gradually turned cold, and some unspeakable agitation before had subsided. Yezheng hugged his neck and lay in his arms, with white hair floating on his body. On the surface of the water, it looks like a swollen white flour steamed bun.

Ye Shaoqing wanted to laugh a little, but he couldn't laugh when he met those wet fox eyes. Ye Zheng's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly in a daze, and the dark golden pupils were covered with mist, and he stared at him with hooked ends. Those eyes were the same as when Maya looked at him, deep and bright, tinged with an indescribable charm and temptation.

Ye Shaoqing's throat was a little dry, and he suddenly realized a terrible thing.In fact, he had already speculated about this matter in his heart, but he just vaguely refused to think deeply about that thought.

That person in the dream... Is it a man or a woman?

Or should I ask, is it male or female?