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

Nan Xing was frightened when he was hugged in, and Utila moved quite fiercely, as if he was about to press him in and beat him up.

Not to mention the difference in physique, even the strength value is also very different. I heard that His Majesty the Pope is a profound magician, and at the same time he is also a holy swordsman. Nan Xing has no chance of winning at all.

But after getting into the carriage, Utila gently put him down again.

Very light very light.

"If it wasn't for me, you would have already seen your ears, or do you want to display your ears in that kind of place?" Utila stared at him coldly, "What are you doing in that kind of place?"

Nan Xing's ears flicked twice, his voice was very low, "I'm just going to do some shopping, come out on Friday to relax..."

"Relax? Buy something? What to buy? Are you buying slaves and pets?" Utila gritted her teeth, "Nan Xing, I really underestimated you. You are so skilled and comfortable, obviously you have rich experience!"

Maybe he has kept a lot of pets in his rose castle. The beautiful elf is just a pastime that happened to be encountered during the boring and angry journey. Guy making out!

When he was going to fetch Nan Xing to Wall City, Utila actually went with him. The Rose Castle really surprised him. The dark power was as thick as a devil’s cave, and there were traces of murderous blood clans haunting it. What’s more terrifying was that there were What dangerous creature is absorbing faith.

But these things are quite cunning, he has caught them several times but still hasn't caught them, Utila doesn't want to make so much noise, his strength is still weak at that time, he just wants to take Nan Xing over first.

And what impressed him the most in Rose Castle was that both the attendants and servants were handsome.Hundreds of people crazily adore their beautiful Earl, oh yes, the beautiful little Earl is still picking out his personal servants internally and externally.

Beautiful appearance is the first criterion.

Look at this, is this picking a servant?I'm afraid it's by choosing a male favorite!

This guy really blew him up!

What kind of extravagant and chaotic life did he lead?Became like this at a young age!

And now, he has also started to act like a demon in Wall City.He saw with his own eyes how Nan Xing was eye-catching, as if he was touching people's hearts, how easily he made several noble sons obey. He was surrounded by all the stars in the center, and everyone was trying to curry favor with him!

He is so sweet and ruthless.

How could there be such a person?It looks beautiful and fragile, like a pure and beautiful treasure in the palm of your hand, as if you can easily control it, but he is cruel and arrogant, never sincere, you think he is a harmless white deer, but he can see through you in a blink of an eye darling.

I really, shouldn't treat you well, I should punish you until you cry!

I shouldn't be softhearted!

Nan Xing was already annoyed by Utila's words, what did he mean?I didn't violate the rules of the Holy See, and I went out within the allowed time, just to go shopping.

What does it mean to be "proficient"?

Yes.

I'm just going to choose a male favorite, but so what?I am not a priest or a member of the Holy See. I am a man. There will always be times when I certainly don't want to be touched by those lowly guys, so I choose carefully.

It's not because of you!If you hadn't given me a slap in the face on the first day, which has left me with lingering fears, how could I be so prepared for a rainy day?In case my body has the same situation as last time due to your "treatment" by the Holy See, and I can't take care of myself, I have no choice but to use the legal pet I bought myself!

Even the king will not blame me, this is the essence of human beings, nobles do this!I abide by the rules of the Holy See, I will not keep pets in the Holy See, and I will ask for leave to use them.

Doesn't this work?

I'm pretty decent already.

But Nan Xing could only say calmly: "I didn't violate the rules of the Holy See."

He couldn't offend His Majesty the Pope, so he could only give in.

But His Majesty the Pope did not hear that he was giving in.

Utila smiled: "Have you finished reciting your prayers? You have said that you love the God of Light deeply, and you are such a perfunctory love? The gods don't feel your love at all, they just think that you are not good at all. one!"

Nan Xingzhong finally couldn't tolerate it. He could bear Utila's accusations of some behaviors, but he absolutely couldn't question his pious and deep love for something.

He prayed devoutly every day, hoping that the gods could hear his heart. He went to church from early morning and returned at dusk. He prayed more than any priest in the Holy See, but Utila said he was perfunctory, saying He is duplicity!

"I can recite all the prayers verbatim. You can scold me and even torture me, but you can't question my piety and love for the gods! During your absence, the priests of the Holy See have witnessed it with their own eyes. How can I pray devoutly—”

Nan Xing hadn't finished speaking when he was suddenly thrown down in the carriage. It couldn't be said that he was thrown down. Utila just pushed Nan Xing lightly, and Nan Xing fell backwards.

But he didn't hit the soft blanket, nor did he hit the hard wall of the carriage. Utila had already put his hand over and placed it on the back of his head.

Utila instantly grabbed his hands and pressed him over.

This moment was so dangerous that his hairs stood on end, as if he was about to be eaten by a wild beast, but this action made Nan Xing even more think that he was about to be violated.

impossible.

His Majesty the Pope would not do such a thing.

But his waist was tightly hugged, his hands were grabbed, and the beautiful high nose of His Majesty the Pope rubbed against his ear through his soft black hair, and the beautiful blond hair spread out on him, even a little Wisps covered his face.

Wrapped like a beauty snake.

Nan Xing opened his eyes wide, and the feeling of danger almost made him scream in the next moment.

But the deep voice of His Majesty the Pope has been gently passed from his ears.

"The smell of the potion." Nan Xing's hoarse voice made Nan Xing's scalp explode, and he said close to his ear, "Did you use the potion and still say you didn't betray the gods?"

Utila slowly raised his face, and his pale and cold face was reflected in the black eyes of southern stars. His blue eyes were as blue as ice and snow, so cold, like the coldest god in the world on a snow mountain. .

Inaccessible sense of alienation, irreversible absolute power.

He discovered that Nan Xing had used the potion.

It turned out that he was sniffing the potion left on his body just now, so it was easy to find out.

Of course, it is nothing surprising that His Majesty the Pope is so powerful.

How will His Majesty the Pope punish him?

He was judged to be tainted with darkness, and he deliberately used potions. Can this be used as proof of collusion with monsters?

Will he be executed as he said when they first met?

"Then recite it again." Utila looked at him coldly.

"what?"

Nan Xing couldn't keep up with his thoughts at this moment.

"Recite the prayer again." Utila's voice could not resist, "immediately, immediately!"

Utila took a deep breath. He thought that the days would be long, and there were many ways to do it. He couldn't be angry, not at all!

Nan Xing was confused by his attitude, and then he heard him add: "You are not allowed to get out of the carriage until you have finished reciting."

But Utila did not let go of Nan Xing's hands and waist, he pressed Nan Xing's hands on the soft cushion in the carriage, as if he was half embracing and half threatening.

Nan Xing could neither resist him in terms of force, nor in terms of title and rights, he gritted his teeth and finally carried himself back.

And Utila is like a picky devil, "The tone is not affectionate enough, I don't feel your love at all, let alone God."

Nan Xing calmed down and recited seriously, he decided to treat the Pope as nothing: "My dear, beloved God, I love you so passionately, miss you so much, and attach to you so much, I will always serve you by your side , to accompany you, to dedicate to you, I would like to give my all, my body and mind belong to you, please have mercy on me, please touch me, please hug me, I love every minute and every second You, please respond to my love, even if it is a little bit..."

Utila's thick long eyelashes fluttered and drooped like a beautiful butterfly. He looked into Nan Xing's eyes, and his voice was already very soft, "Look at me, look into my eyes... yes, that's it, continue to recite ..."

Nan Xing almost recited it over and over again, Utila's carriage had circled the Holy See several times, until Nan Xing's voice was hoarse and his throat was about to smoke.

He thought Utila had replayed him this time.

Unexpectedly, Utila did not even let go of his hand, but made a move that surprised Nan Xing.

His Majesty turned on the jug to feed him.

The unique kettle is luxurious and exquisite, filled with clear water that can quench thirst, the moment Nan Xing opened it, he could smell the nice fragrance of grass and trees, but Nan Xing was not sure if anyone had drunk this pot of water, but he just froze for a while, and took the initiative Opened his mouth.

Utila watched with deep eyes, and paused before feeding Nan Xing water. He fed Nan Xing quite well, holding Nan Xing's chin to control the strength, and Nan Xing gulped down, obviously thirsty for a long time.

Utila seemed to be extremely thirsty too, his voice was hoarse, "Is it good... save some for me, I'm thirsty too."

Nan Xing stopped drinking water, Utila waited for a while to make sure that Nan Xing didn't want it, and then took the kettle away. After drinking enough water, Nan Xing's lips were crystal clear and moist, like bright flower petals, as if it was the best thirst quencher in the world.

Utila took a deep look, and drank the water from the kettle in one gulp.

Nan Xing looked at it from the corner of his eye, but he didn't see Utila drinking water. His Majesty the Pope, who turned his back to him, left his beautiful golden hair to him, and he didn't even make a sound of swallowing water.

There was only a slight rustling sound, and I didn't know what it was doing.

But Nan Xing dislikes him very much!

This is the water he drank, why should he drink it!Are people in Wall City so shabby!

Nan Xing even suspected that His Majesty the Pope had drunk the jug of water beforehand!

Why not let him go, feed him water like a prisoner, a pet without human rights, and force him to recite prayers?

What the hell does this have to do with treating his ears?

Finally after drinking the water, Utila let him go.

The carriage had already arrived at the Holy See. The moment Nan Xing was freed, he couldn't wait to get off the carriage. He almost fell off the carriage. Utila hugged him quickly.

"Why are you so careless?"

Utila hugged him and got out of the carriage. As soon as Nan Xing's feet touched the ground, he quickly ran to his room.

He no longer cared about saving face with His Majesty the Pope.

His Majesty the Pope is not a decent man either.

Nan Xing went back to the room and closed the door, took off all the touched clothes and threw them away, and took a shower by himself.

After taking a bath, Nan Xing was physically and mentally exhausted. He looked at himself in the mirror and recalled everything that happened today.

The more I think about it, the more I feel wronged!

It's not bad in the auction house. Both Andrew and other nobles respect him very much.

But when His Majesty the Pope appeared, he was inferior.

Although His Majesty the Pope's status is indeed very high, but this kind of oppression is not based on status, it is an indescribable feeling.

As if being held in the palm of the hand and played with.

Being controlled.

Nan Xing opened the door, he looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly ran to the church regardless of his own safety.

It was such a night when he first met the god.

Such a beautiful moonlit night.

The church was very close to his room, and he ran there in a short time.

The huge statue of the God of Light was extremely holy and mysterious under the moonlight. Nan Xing looked up at the face of the god, and his wings seemed to cover him.

Silent and gentle enveloped.

Nan Xing's eyes moved, and he burst into tears.

He threw himself on the clean stone steps, touched the skirt of the statue of the god, weeping and complaining.

"My beloved god, why do you no longer pay attention to me? Do you know how painful I am, how I am bullied, how I call you in my heart, but you never respond...Where do you exist, you Does it really exist..."

Nan Xing's thin and beautiful back trembled slightly, her ears quivered, and she looked extremely sad.

He didn't know when this kind of dependent life would end. He even felt that the gods no longer loved him and ignored him, and all his efforts were in vain.

Maybe the gods really forsaken him.

Nan Xing wept softly, but suddenly his eyes widened.

Because he felt a hand touching his back.

Very gentle, as if coaxing him.

"My lovely little believer, I have always been by your side, I have heard your every sincere prayer, and I love you deeply."