Infinite Merit System

The morning wind not only blew Mod'an's hood, but also lifted the veil of the young man on the steps, revealing light-colored lips and two dimples at the corners of the lips, and a dark shadow under the pure white snow-like robe.

The crane feathers on the rotator sleeves fell gently to Mod'an's feet with the wind.

"May God spare you the misery." Bai Jiu's voice seemed to come from the clouds, with a faint smile, he never expected to meet Mod'an here.

The words incredible were written on Mod'an's face.

He walked around the church, and his eyes were even more shocked.

Bai Jiu watched the demon stand up angrily, his tall body cast a shadow on his face, his purple pupils instantly turned red, and his magic power seemed to be running wildly.

But the devil seemed to have thought of something, and restrained his magic power. He didn't say a word to himself, and wanted to leave in a hurry.

"Wait a minute." Bai Jiu stopped Mod'an from the exit.

Different from the hard muscles on Mod'an, Bai Jiu felt that the demon's wrist was a bit slender, and he could stop the demon's movements without any effort.

Mod'an turned his head, his scarlet eyes looked like he was going to eat the boy in front of him, "What are you doing?"

Hearing the devil's deep, hoarse and angry voice, Bai Jiu felt that Mod'an said these three words a little wronged, and he didn't deliberately hide it from the devil.

If the devil didn't believe him too much, Bai Jiu even felt that there were loopholes everywhere in his words and deeds.

And one of the biggest loopholes is the gap in the magic barrier that should not exist at all in the Temple of Light. A smarter demon would know that this is a trap, but Mod'an obviously didn't see it.

Bai Jiu stepped down from the altar and stepped on the soft cushion where the demon was kneeling.

"The blessing has not been completed yet."

After saying this, Bai Jiu clearly felt that the trembling frequency of his men's bodies increased significantly, Mod'an was out of breath, how could there be such a shameless human being.

"No need." Mod'an spoke quickly, unwilling to entangle with the young man any more, the noise of pushing and shouting outside the door was a bit loud, and it seemed that the waiting time was a bit long.

"Mo De'an, I didn't do it on purpose." Bai Jiu let go, but he didn't let go of the demon's restraint. In the Temple of Light, the demon has nowhere to escape. He hasn't been found yet because his injury hasn't healed. The demonic energy was very light, "I just don't want to use that identity to get to know you."

Mod'an was obviously stunned, his face showed shock, and his scarlet eyes were replaced by You Zi again, which showed that the demon was no longer angry.

"And yesterday I thought I was very obvious." Bai Jiu lowered his head slightly, the golden crown was crumbling, and Mod'an reached out to support it when it was about to fall, "You don't want to know my name, Mo Dean."

For some reason, Mod'an felt that the boy's words sounded right.

But he felt that something was not right.

But Mod'an still ran away. Under the gaze of the young man, the bat wings on his waist could hardly hide, and he almost left the church as if fleeing.

Bai Jiu's eyes returned to indifference in an instant, he still had the body temperature left by the demon in his palm, the body temperature of the demon's body was a bit higher than the usual human body temperature, and his palm, which is sensitive to temperature, felt like it was being burned.

Bai Jiu clasped his hands together and walked back to the altar.

"May God forgive your sins." He said silently, and finished the last prayer to the empty church.

......

After the blessing day, Bai Jiu returned to the Temple of Light, where the old priest was waiting for him.

"Faga."

The old priest didn't know why he was looking for him temporarily, maybe it was because the holy water he had used so much was discovered yesterday.

They walked slowly through the porch full of red roses, the Goddess of Light, Morpho butterfly reflected silver-blue color in the sunlight, they stayed on the rose petals for a while, and then flew to Bai Jiu's shoulder.

After a while, they arrived at the domed pavilion made of pure white marble, filled with the aroma of black tea, Bai Jiu handed the first cup of tea to the high priest.

"Faga, I've thought about your proposal last time. The Academy of Magic is not suitable for you. If you need a friend, you can choose one from the nobles." The old priest looked at the expression on Bai Jiu's face, as always There were no waves, he changed his words, "Two are fine."

Bai Jiu actually didn't listen carefully to what the old priest was saying, he could feel that the distance between Mod'an and him was getting farther and farther, as if he had run away.

Because yesterday he cheated on him?

But Mod'an was not so angry when he left... Could it be that Mod'an figured it out after he left?Then he should come to seduce himself.

Instead of this, distance yourself from yourself.

This runs counter to Mod'an's original intention.

"Faga, what do you think of next Sunday?" The old priest thought that the boy in front of him was thinking seriously as usual.

"Huh?" Bai Jiu realized that he seemed to have ignored the old priest in front of him, and after 002's reminder, Bai Jiu said, "Mr. Durst, I have a suitable candidate, can I let him enter the temple? I just need him alone."

Priest Durst nodded, he trusted Faga very much.

After all, he had watched Fajia grow up since he was a child, and like every holy son, he dedicated his body and mind to the gods.

After getting the approval of the old priest, Bai Jiu seriously thought about how difficult it would be to bring a demon into the Temple of Light.

If the old priest could peek into Bai Jiu's heart, he would definitely be pissed off in this beautiful garden. The Son of Light actually tried to bring a dirty demon into their temple, which is undoubtedly a blasphemy to the gods.

In the original plot, Mod'an sneaked into the temple by himself, but Bai Jiu didn't know how Mod'an concealed the smell of a demon.

Even if he deliberately shielded him, once Morden's magic power recovered, the knights in the temple could feel it.

Bai Jiu put the teacup by his lips, the black tea was a bit cold, he took a sip and then put it down.

Sure enough, he still didn't like some bitter things, he frowned slightly.

The author has something to say: to be repaired.

(Xiao Mo is quite stupid now, but he will not be stupid in the future, ah, really, he will be bullied severely.)

(The Nanjing epidemic made me shut myself down severely.)