Slag Gong crying and begging for forgiveness [Quick Transmigration]Ⅱ

Nan Xing's slender and snow-white hand was hanging in mid-air, the fingertips and joints were slightly red, like the legendary oriental precious clear jade.

The young priest's fingers trembled slightly, and he was already making a gesture to go to Funanxing, but suddenly he stopped again.

"Amon."

His Majesty's voice was as cold as ice and snow in the sky, and Amon was shocked, and quickly put away his hands.

That voice sounded from behind him, like a coolness climbing up from his back, the coercion made Amon unable to even move.

Nan Xing took a deep breath, he heard the cold sound of the pope stepping on the marble floor, long blond hair and cool blue eyes emerged from behind Amon.

Like a beautiful, gigantic monster, his presence is unsettling.

"Amon has other things to do now."

The eyes of the young priest moved slightly. He didn't have anything else to do at this moment, but His Majesty the Pope said this at this time, did he want to order him to do something?

He glanced at Nan Xing, who was in a bad state, and suddenly wanted to ask the Pope what he needed to do.

But the Pope didn't give orders, but said lightly: "Go."

Amon could only leave in the end.

There are no other priests waiting for the church specially provided for the nobles. The Holy See in Wall City is very huge, so it seems that there are few priests and servants.

At this moment, there were only Nan Xing and the Pope in the church, and the Pope lowered his eyes slightly: "Do you need my help?"

Nan Xing covered her mouth and said in a low voice, "No, I don't need it, I just want to go back to my room now..."

If he didn't cover his mouth, he was afraid that he would make a strange noise. He hoped that the annoying pope would leave immediately, even if no one helped him. He would take a rest in the temple first, and then go back with his own willpower.

But His Majesty the Pope has not left.

It seems to be against him.

"No need? Then why did you call Amon just now?" His Majesty's voice turned cold, "Just now you shouted so urgently, as if you were going to do something, and you recruited me, but now you say you don't need it when facing me Is it? Is this how the priests of the Holy See let you shout around?"

Nan Xing clenched his fists tightly, he really wanted to release Oman to kill this annoying pope, he even suspected that the pope was specifically against him!Is the Holy See and the nobles about to start a war?And he became an unlucky sheep?

Ah.

Want to find fault everywhere and catch me?

no way.

Nan Xing said deliberately: "I want to go back to my room, can His Majesty take me back?"

It is the job of servants to send guests and nobles back to their rooms, or the responsible priest can do it too. Can the high-ranking pope be called around like this?But you said I repeated it, so now that I said I need help, can you take me back to my room?

You are the one who repeats!

Nan Xing didn't wait for his response, but soon, he felt that his shoulder was being supported, and he subconsciously pushed it hard.

"Send you back." The Pope's long eyelashes drooped, "You said it."

It seemed as if he was being escorted in his arms, but the distance was just right, and Nan Xing couldn't find anything wrong, but he didn't expect the Pope to actually send him off.

His room is not far from this church. Although he walked slowly, he returned to his room quickly.

His Majesty the Pope even sent him to the sofa, just when Nan Xing thought that the Pope could finally get out, he sat down.

As if visiting Nan Xing's room as a guest, he started talking to Nan Xing.

"You look bad, are you really okay?"

Yes, I'm bad, and I'm even worse because you're here!

The indifferent first meeting, the oppressive opening, shelving him, using language skills to try to control him, but now you suddenly care about his appearance?

Is His Majesty the Pope so free?At any rate, he is someone who can sit on an equal footing with His Majesty the King. In his eyes, Nan Xing is just a small nobleman, and the dark power in his body is enough for an archbishop to treat him.

Now she urged him to go to church and sent him back to the room, as if she still wanted to have a long talk with him.

And Nan Xing really needs to be alone now, after waiting for His Majesty the Pope to leave, he has to take a bath by himself and find a way to calm his body down!

Nan Xing made himself look as calm as possible, "I'm fine...I'm just very tired, I'm going to trouble you today."

It was completely polite to see off guests, but His Majesty the Pope just didn't understand, "Pious prayers will be blessed by the God of Light, especially in the Holy See in Wall City, this is the most beloved place of the God of Light, I miss you You should feel it, even your body feels like a spring breeze, you need to tell me how you feel today, so that I can customize a special treatment plan for you."

Nan Xing pursed his lips, and opened his mouth to make a sound after a long time: "I..."

He could hardly finish a sentence, even when he was bullied by the nobles back then, he was not so embarrassed, but after so many years of being pampered, he has never felt so uncomfortable.

Pain and grievance filled his heart, and at this moment he missed Chris very much.

It would be great if Chris was here, and he would definitely take good care of him and help him tactfully block all the things that made him uncomfortable.

The young Pope didn't get an answer for a long time. He turned his head and opened his eyes suddenly.

Nan Xing was already crying.

Tears welled up silently, and he even closed his mouth tightly, for fear of making any noise.

"I am tired……"

His voice was trembling slightly, his soft ears were hanging on his black hair, his curly black hair was soaked with sweat, like a kitten drenched in water, and there were crystal tears in his beautiful black eyes, It's so wet that it's pathetic.

"Why do you..." The young Pope approached him with wide eyes, his slender hands stretched out as if to touch him.

But Nan Xing quickly stopped him, tears streaming down his face as he said, "I need to rest, His Majesty the Pope, what can we talk about tomorrow... ok?"

The tone was almost begging, and Utila even felt that Nan Xing would break down and cry in the next moment.

He moved his fingers, and he didn't dare to press him any further, but stood up.

"I'll come back tomorrow to check on your health, please rest well."

As soon as the hated Pope left Nan Xing, he rushed into the bathroom to turn on the water. He didn't even know whether it was cold water or hot water. When he soaked in it, he found it was freezing cold.

But even so his body has not recovered, he even treated himself like Da Huang, but his fingers were too slender, and finally collapsed and lay down on the edge of the bathtub and wept.

He can't take care of himself without the help of pets and servants.

He raised his head to reveal his white and slender neck, his wet rabbit ears were soaked in water, and he stuck to the edge of the bathtub softly, his beautiful cheeks were abnormally reddish, he whispered something, the helpless pain almost made him collapse .

He is beautiful and fragile, like a beautiful and fragile spirit in transparent water.

Nan Xing choked up, and suddenly drowned himself in the water.

A pair of slender hands with sharp joints suddenly reached in and pulled him out.

Nan Xing babbled wildly with his eyes closed, his mind was already very blurred.

He couldn't see the man's long golden hair, and he didn't know who touched the water lightly, and the cold water warmed up.

The man held him in his arms and stroked his back like coaxing.

"Obviously you abandoned me first, obliterating me..." His thick long eyelashes drooped down, and he gently kissed Nan Xing's forehead, "But I just punished you a little...you are so uncomfortable."

Even if you are a little uncomfortable, I seem to be more uncomfortable than you.

My heart is like connecting with your pain and discomfort.

"What did you want to do just now? Suddenly drowned in the water... almost scared me to death..."

It was as if he suddenly ignored him and wanted to die.

He hugged Nan Xing even tighter, kissed her earlobe, and whispered, "I was wrong... I won't scare you anymore."

He seems to have gone too far. Nan Xing is like a child who is dependent on others. He is squeezed out and treated coldly by his master, and he needs to be careful to accommodate him.

How arrogant he was at home, but now he has to be low-key. Not only that, but after his ears were deliberately touched, he still had to endure to go to the Holy See to pray, and he was even disturbed by others after returning. He has been patient for so long.

No one waits on him yet.

They were all made to cry by him.

"It's so pitiful..." He hugged Nan Xing into the bathtub, taking care of him as tenderly as in Moonlight City.

Not only cried, but also wanted to die.

At that moment just now, his heart was going to explode, and suddenly all the grievances dissipated, and he just wanted to pamper him.

"I won't scare you anymore, good boy..."

He is in the warm bath, under the moonlight, his long golden hair is like the gorgeous clothes covering Nanxing's body, the light golden color is more holy under the moonlight, the beautiful His Majesty the Pope is like a desolate god under the moonlight, saving A beautiful nobleman haunted by nightmares.

Utila is not an ordinary human being. He has half of the elven blood in his body. He will turn into an elf for two months every year, and he will look like a human for the rest of the time.

When he became an elf, he needed to cultivate well in the snow forest. At that time, his strength was very weak. The elf tree in the snow forest would allow him to recover his strength as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, he was caught and auctioned by the hunters who came to poach.

His bloodline has clear boundaries. When he became an elf, everything has the characteristics of an elf, and he even speaks an elf language. Of course, he can speak a human voice, but it is very difficult, and it will be difficult to speak.

Therefore, he never said it in front of Nan Xing.

Nan Xing was very relieved of his elf status, as if he really treated him as a pet.

Also dotes on him extraordinarily.

He even has plans for the future, he is even willing to pretend to be an elf as his pet all the time, and if it is time to return to a human, he can also use magic to make himself grow ears.

But Nan Xing didn't want him anymore!

Not only abandon him, but even kill him before abandoning him!

He has been waiting for Nan Xing to come to him, but he waited and waited, from day to night, from rainy night to sunny day, not only did not wait for Nan Xing to come to him, but Nan Xing sent someone to kill him.

The funny thing is that when he saw those people coming, he thought they were sent by Nanxing to pick him up. He didn't know that these people came to kill him until he was stabbed in the arm and abdomen.

These people clearly had Nan Xing's scent on them, and they were obviously Nan Xing's close servants.

"The earl sent me to deal with you. He said that you are a very good pet. It seems... not a good pet. How can an elf who doesn't understand human nature be worthy of being his pet?"

He heard someone calling the man "Chris".

So it was him, Nan Xing abandoned him here for this person, and now he sent this person to kill him.

It was originally to get angry with this person, so I found a pet outside to play with. Now, this person came to admit his mistake, Nan Xing forgave this person, did he get rid of him just to make this person happy?

He even had a glimmer of hope after he escaped. He returned to Moonlight City and waited in the mansion he bought in Nanxing Moonlight City.

He didn't treat the wound, he wanted Nan Xing to see it, he wanted to know if Nan Xing would feel distressed.

When you pet him, you really treat him well, as if you can depend on him for everything, food, clothing and everything are the best, as if you treat him as a treasure.

When you dislike him, you are ruthless and chilling.

He still didn't wait for it in the end, but Chris sent someone to take over the mansion.

He laughed at himself, didn't stop any longer, and went straight back to Wall City.

He is His Majesty the High Pope in Wall City, who can even control the fate of the entire country, and can stand against the imperial power. A small earl is nothing in his eyes.

And here he is, a little pet played by that ruthless nobleman, he can be replaced if he wants to, and discarded if he wants to.

What if I were the pope who could influence you?You are also like a pet in my eyes. I discard it when I want, and suffer when I want you to suffer. I play with you, but you can't resist.

But it was only the first day, and he was defeated.