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Chapter 707: Grab it

Kingskerman's eyes blurred when he mentioned that the first time he opened his eyes to see another world, a woman.

A smile appeared on the face of the fallen angel, and Li Junshan could clearly see that it was a smile of remembrance of happiness.

Angela is the woman he first sees when the fallen angels see her, and she is also the first race he sees other than angels, she is not an ordinary person.

Of course, how can anyone who can appear in the angel advent ceremony be an ordinary person. Angela is a human being, and her identity is the Holy Maiden of the Cult of Light, the only and most holy saint, known as the daughter of the God of Light in the world, just like the meaning of her pure name.

Angela, in the language of the plane of light, means angel—God's most faithful and godly servant.

At that moment, the room was filled with holy power, and the miraculous light generated by the angel's advent ceremony filled the smooth white jade platform with a faint milky white, just like Angela's pure and flawless skin.

The Holy Light and the Angelic Origin Divine Power fell like rain and stars, and as thin as a strand of hair fell obliquely on Angela's head and body, and the breeze blew the light curtain like a light veil and gently swayed.

Angela's slender body stood in the light of the stars like a curtain of rain, a white robe, setting off her delicate face, Kingskman clearly saw her long eyelashes cut the eyes in the drooping eyelids with a hint of timidity and nervousness, holiness and innocence, she also had a hint of shyness.

Of course, Kingsman later learned that Angela had participated in the Coming of Angels for the first time, and that it was only a month before his arrival that she had been selected as a saint of the Cult of Light from among more than 10,000 young girls.

At that glance, a trace of affection appeared in Kingskerman's soul, a feeling that he could not tell and grasp, as if a piece of the softest and lonely position in his heart was tenderly filled, and the indifference and loneliness before the advent melted and disappeared silently like the spring breeze diffusing the thin ice under the sun.

The two of them seemed to look at each other for a long time, and then only for a moment, until the Light Pope on the side pulled him back from his intoxication.

Kingsman was ecstatic for a moment, he was finally sure that he was not dreaming, and that everything in front of him, whatever flesh and blood he felt comforted and grounded in his soul, including the holy and gentle woman in front of him, was real.

As the days passed, Kingsman finally understood everything, he knew that he was an angel who was descended to the world by the omnipotent God of Light with divine power, and his body originally belonged to a human Sanctuary warrior, and now the world he lived in was called the Plane of Light.

Just as he easily found a holy place in the realm of light where miracles dwell, good luck was by Kingkerman's side, whether it was the adaptation of the body or the cultivation of the power of light, almost among the angels who descended on the plane of light for thousands of years, he left others far behind.

Excellent martial arts, comprehension of the power of light and even mastery of the law of light, he will always be so good, the strong have the power to match his identity, Kingsman is like this, he has the right to enter and exit the temple of the power center of the Bright God Cult as he wishes.

"One hundred and seventy-six years, it only took you such a short time to have the power to enter and leave the temple, as far as I know, you are the first Seraphim to enter the temple, I still remember the blank and stupid look when you just came down. ”

Angela's chuckle completely shattered the deliberate indifference and arrogance of Kingskerman, and for the first time he found that his strong character was so weak, that his heart and soul had no defense at all in front of this pure and immaculate saint.

Kingsman was stunned, then smiled and smiled happily.

Kingskerman's heart became no longer calm from that time, even including his desireless soul, he thought that happiness came to him with the angel coming, but slowly found that everything was not what he imagined.

The Holy Maiden cannot be defiled, except for dying in the temple, that is, dying in battle with the evil forces, this is the way out for the Holy Maiden.

Kingsman knew this, and Angela knew it all along.

But what if you know?

Since then, Kingsman has had to find time at least every year to go to the temple to meet the woman who has made him dream, this time is already the limit of what they can do, the saint is not always available, it has nothing to do with time.

A heart that is growing stronger and stronger, and a heart of a girl who has ripples, are slowly connected.

"Your name doesn't sound good, why do you want to use that human name, I'll help you choose one, okay?"

"Whatever. ”

"You are casual in everything, not this time, you beg me, I will take it for you. ”

"Well, I beg you. ”

"How can there be such a begging for someone, no, you have to be pious and start over. ”

"Well, I beg you. ”

"Fool, adding one more word is pious, forget it, I don't care about you, I'll call you Kingsman, I don't have a surname, because I don't have a surname either. ”

"Why is it called Kingskerman?"

"Because I like it. ”

Angela smiled "Gege" at this, the silver bell-like laughter was extremely pleasant, and her eyes as bright as the stars in the night sky were sly looking at the Seraphim.

..................

"You're not talking, are you?"

Li Junshan interrupted the memory of the fallen angel very rudely, he felt that this episode was too similar to the bloody plot in the TV series that he had seen in the past - an angel with great strength and unlimited prospects, fell in love with a saint who could not have a result at all, this is not a second-rate love story at all, it is not novel at all, and it is not vigorous at all.

"You ......"

Kingsman froze for a while, he looked at Li Junshan dumbfounded, and only after a while did he shake his head and sigh, with a depressed face of "I can make it difficult for you to communicate".

"Well, it's all true. Li Junshan estimated that he would say a few more dejected words, he didn't dare to guarantee that the fallen angel would be angry, so he asked: "Such a pure and quite impure feeling, except for yourselves, no one else has found out? A pair of inexperienced lovers and lovers are together, I think the blind can smell the ambiguous smell, can no one else find out?"

The fallen angel obviously didn't know what a "nun" was, otherwise he would have to stare at Li Junshan for a long time, he sighed when he heard this, a bitter smile pulled out from the corner of his mouth, and said: "How can no one find out that when I went to the temple to see Angela as scheduled in my fourth year, I met the Pope." ”

"His Holiness the Pope was very euphemistic in explaining the fact that Angela and I would not come to any avail, and he even told me very clearly that he could not execute an angel who had been descended to the plane of light by the Almighty God of Light, but if he found out anything that had defiled the Holy See, he would send Angela to the Pillar of Fire in the Inquisition, and wash away the uncleanliness of the Holy Maiden and the disgrace she had brought to the Holy See with the pure flame. ”

"Stick to beat mandarin ducks. Li Junshan's eyes lit up a little, and he said: "This is what the Pope and these people can do. Anyway, you're not going to just give up, are you? Not to mention, it's the first time I've ever felt the love that is happening around me. ”

The Fallen Angel ignored Li Junshan's question, and he was more like an uncontrollable self-sufficiency that had completely fallen into his memories, and he continued: "Since then, I understand that I can't go to the temple to see Angela so openly, but this doesn't hinder anything, the holy woman always has to go out to spread the teachings constantly, and I can also meet her outside." We prefer to spend time outside in the vast expanse of the temple rather than in the ancient solitude of the temple. ”

"After more than three hundred years, the Pope, who knew all this, could no longer tolerate such an incident that seemed to him to defile the Holy See at any time, and he talked to me once, and if I got close to Angela, he would use the Holy Maiden as a carrier host for the angel's arrival, which would indirectly destroy Angela's soul. ”

"Is it okay for a saint?" Li Junshan said strangely: "Didn't you say earlier that the status of a saint is not much worse than that of the pope in the Holy See, is it just to break you up with a stick, he dares to make such a decision in the face of the world's condemnation?"

"The Holy Maiden has more prestige than power. The Fallen Angel said lightly: "Besides, it is not without precedent in the history of the Light Plane that the Holy Maiden was the host of the angel advent vehicle, and the Pope of Light certainly has this power, as long as he wants to do so." ”

"Since then, I have understood that it is impossible for the two of us to be together, if the execution of a saint in the Inquisition may affect the prestige of the Pope, then in order to make the descending angels have more power, using the saint as a carrier host is more acceptable and recognized by the outside world. After all, it is an easy thing to choose a saint again, and there is no shortage of pure girls in the plane of light who are the most devout to the almighty god of light. ”

"I stopped meeting Angela, and His Holiness began to give me more difficult tasks, I don't know if he wanted to hone me or let me die, but it took me more than seven hundred years, not only did I not die, but advanced to the eight-winged angel, and Angela also had the strength equivalent to the four-winged angel. But that didn't change anything, and when we met at a temple meeting, she was still ......"

"Are you thinking about this woman?" Li Junshan impatiently interrupted the dream of the fallen angel, looked at him with that disdain, and said: "Look at your little bit of talent, Xiong Bao, as long as you are willing, there will be a chance to kill back to the Bright Realm in the future, but she is reluctant, and she will snatch her back." ”

"Ah......h

Jinskman looked at Li Junshan dumbfounded, and said something with a bit of a stutter: "Rob ...... What to grab...... How to rob?"

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