The big brother's little milk bag is very dark

At first, Tang Huan was worried that Sheridan would also kneel to the statue of the God of Light. In his heart, Bei Si was the most powerful and proud. He couldn't imagine Bei Si kneeling to a statue.

He instinctively couldn't accept such a scene.

"I never kneel to others, and the God of Light is no exception." While speaking, he sat down on the futon in front of the statue of the God of Light.

"Little guy, come here." Sheridan waved to Tang Huan.

Tang Huan curled his lips, "I'm not called little guy, I'm Shelley." Although he complained so much, Tang Huan still walked towards Sheridan.

As soon as he got close to Sheridan, he was pulled by his hand and pulled over, and fell into Sheridan's arms.

With a blushing face, she raised her head, looked at Sheridan in astonishment, and frantically tried to get up from him, "I... I didn't do it on purpose, you pulled me..."

Sheridan, who had just played tricks, couldn't help laughing when he saw Tang Huan's flustered look.

Hearing that chuckle, Tang Huan couldn't help but looked up at Sheridan, a little annoyed, "You! How could you do this in front of the God of Light in the temple!"

"What's wrong with me?" Sheridan looked at Tang Huan with some puzzlement. Although his face was expressionless, he could see some schadenfreude in Sheridan's eyes.

Immediately realizing that he was being tricked, he angrily pushed Sheridan away, why is this person like this!It's not as serious as it looks on the surface at all!so bad!

Letting go of Tang Huan, Sheridan was also afraid of teasing him.

Then he saw Tang Huan kneeling on another futon, closed his eyes piously, and prayed to the statue of the God of Light.

Sheridan's hearing was very good, and he heard Tang Huan's loving and sincere prayer, and a sense of joy surged in his heart.

He has heard a lot of prayers, and he has heard more nasty words, but... no one can make him so happy.

"Do you believe in the God of Light?" Sheridan asked softly.

"Well, the God of Light is the most benevolent God in the world. He brings light to the world and should be respected by everyone."

Sheridan looked at Tang Huan with complicated eyes. He looked at Tang Huan. He was very happy to hear these words from Tang Huan, but he was also very awkward.

Because these words were not for him, but... for the God of Light.

Weird subtlety.

"You pray every day, has the God of Light ever answered you?"

Tang Huan's expression was a bit weird, "The God of Light is so busy, and there are so many people praying to him, how could he notice me?" After a pause, Tang Huan's eyes lit up, "But if the God of Light can respond to me , then I really will die without regrets!"

Tang Huan is an atheist, but when he read the memory, he inherited Shelley's belief in the God of Light, so he said these words very sincerely.

The God of Light has not only responded to you, but is still talking to you.

Sheridan looked at the pious Tang Huan with kindness in his eyes.

"By the way, Earl Al, don't you pray?" After Tang Huan finished praying, he turned to look at Sheridan and asked curiously.

Didn't Sheridan come here to pray?Why are you sitting in the temple and looking at him right now?

"I'm not in a hurry, you come first." Sheridan said softly.

When Tang Huan closed his eyes and began to pray again, Sheridan also closed his eyes slightly and entered the state.

Tang Huan felt that the power of light in the temple suddenly became active, and rushed towards his body.

"Huh?" Tang Huan wanted to open his eyes in surprise, but suddenly heard a voice in his head.

"Close your eyes."

Tang Huan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't open his eyes anyway, and asked in his heart with some doubts, "Who are you?"

"I'm Gabriel," said the voice in my head.

Tang Huan was stunned for a moment, then he realized that his face was ecstatic, and he was about to open his eyes, but he still controlled himself, "You, you are the God of Light!"

"Yes, I heard your prayer, and I like it very much. Let these powers of light be a small reward for my pious little believers."

Tang Huan felt that he was stronger than ever before.

And when the power of light poured into his body for a while, it stopped, probably because Gabriel was worried that too much power of light would burst Tang Huan's body.

Tang Huan heard a chuckle, the voice was so crisp that half of his body went numb, "Looking forward to our meeting... little elf..."

Tang Huan opened his eyes, and saw Sheridan looking at him, "Master... what are you looking at me for?"

"It's nothing, I just think you're beautiful again."

Sheridan's words made Tang Huan's face turn red immediately, but he raised his chin and was extremely confident in his appearance, "Of course, I'm pretty."

Sheridan endured it, but he still didn't hold back. He showed a loving smile to Tang Huan, reached out and rubbed his head, and then pinched his round face.

"Have you finished praying? We can go out when we are done."

Tang Huan subconsciously nodded, and then realized that it was strange, it was Sheridan who was going to pray, how could he be praying?

Sheridan stood up and took Tang Huan's hand very naturally, "Okay, let's go out then."

His Excellency the Bishop was waiting in the hall, and when he saw Sheridan coming out holding Tang Huan's hand with a smile on his brow, he was a little surprised, but he was still relieved, he was still worried that Tang Huan would not be sensible. What should Sheridan do if he gets angry?

Before Sheridan left, he told the bishop that there would be a banquet in his mansion two days later, and he hoped that Tang Huan could attend.

Naturally, the bishop would not shirk his request, and agreed immediately, without any intention of asking Tang Huan, although Tang Huan would not refuse.

Eleanor is in the Holy See these days, and it is said that she wants to practice the power of light with peace of mind, because the demons are about to move, and if the two sides really fight, as the Holy Son, she will definitely go to the battlefield.

So Tang Huan rarely saw Eleanor these two days, and did not bother him. On the day the banquet started, he went directly to Earl Al's mansion.

As the representative of the Holy See, Tang Huan was wearing a red priestly uniform, which was extremely eye-catching among a group of nobles.

The red-clothed priest is second only to the bishop and the vice-bishop, but this time the red-clothed priest is actually a child?

When did a new priest in red dress come to the Holy See, why didn't they know?

"Priest Shelley, please come inside." The waiter who greeted the guests saw Tang Huan and several white-clothed priests behind him, and hurried up to welcome them.

Tang Huan's eyeballs rolled around, facing the waiter, he nodded perfunctorily, but his eyes kept looking at Sheridan's mansion.

The power of light here is no worse than that of the Holy See.