Yun Xia leaned against the pillar, and had to stand on tiptoe slightly, staring blankly at the holy face in front of her, even the eyelashes were the color of the sun, not far from her, as if as long as she tiptoed, she could meet those clear and beautiful eyes.

And the Pope's always light eyes stared at her silently at this time, because they were so out of focus that they were obviously out of focus, but they could still clearly perceive the meaning of flatness and extreme coldness.

The girl of the blood clan tilted her head, and instead of answering the question, she narrowed her eyes and asked him, "Why are you asking this?" ”

The Pope lowered his eyelashes in silence, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his light brown eyes moved away.

He lowered his voice, thought for a few seconds, and said quietly, "I want to know." ”

The girl gently hooked the corners of her lips to reveal her dimples, and slowly put her hand around the man's neck.

She stared at the white neck and asked, "Why do you want to?" ”

St. Thelos was suddenly grabbed by her neck and was slightly stunned.

The Templar Pope, dressed in snow-white robes, was on tiptoe around her neck in front of the vampire queen at this time, her purple dress and snow-white robe intertwined, and the fragrance of roses lingered.

The Pope blinked slowly, his eyes were pure, he simply bowed his head, frowned and replied softly, "...... I do not know. ”

Not sure why.

But just now, when he heard the other party keep mentioning the human monarch and praising the king's blood, his mood was a little ......

Indescribable.

St. Thelos frowned, lowered his hand against the pillar, and slowly touched it, taking her two soft hands.

Asked: "Which did he touch?" ”

The girl was innocent, "The lips didn't touch me, I took it back." But he took this one by the head. She obediently handed over her hand.

St. Theros lowered his eyes.

The pure and bright breath belonging to the Pope diffused from between the slender fingers, completely enveloping the girl's hand, completely washing away the breath of the other person, and then quietly covering her own.

St. Theros lifted her eyebrows slightly, let go of her hand, slowly raised her eyes, and advised: "In the future, stay away from others." ”

Yun Xia withdrew his hand that was dyed with light, looked left and right, and said curiously, "Wow, what kind of spell is this?" Now it's all the breath of the crown. ”

St. Theros snorted, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with that, and his snow-white robe hung down on the ground, and he turned around and returned to the doctrinal bookshelf.

He lowered his long, pale eyelashes.

Fingers turned the pages of the book, and finally pursed his lips and asked softly, "You...... Will drink his blood? ”

His fingertips rested on the book, but his eyelashes drooped, silently waiting for an answer.

The mood is vaguely irritable.

As a pope, I am at peace of mind and have never felt this way.

With his back to the girl, the Pope raised his slender hand and gently pressed the heart under the robe, frowning.

When Yun Xia heard this, she was about to say that she wouldn't drink it, but she suddenly remembered something, stopped talking, thought about it, raised her eyebrows and said:

"Hmm...... I can't go hungry all the time. I have time to ask him, and if he wants to, I won't have to starve. ”

She smiled slowly, pleased with her wit, and looked at the other expectantly.

St. Theros stared at the page.

It was as if there was no reaction.

But because he was blind, he couldn't see anything when he stared at the page, the whole person just stiffened, and his fingertips stopped at that page and didn't turn for a long time.

Long.

He gently closed the teachings.