Nishizawa sat in the carriage, staring at the two of them with black eyes, and the two divine envoys inexplicably felt a huge pressure on their heads, so that they actually weakened their feet and knelt in front of the carriage on the spot.

The oracles and Bev in the back had dark faces, and before they could step forward and pull up the two emacularies who had lost their temple faces, a thin white hand poked out of the carriage.

The hand was thin and white, as if it had a halo that no one else had, so good that people who did not have a hand fetish wanted to hold this hand, hold it in front of their lips, and cherish it with joy to offer a kiss to the hand.

The two gods who knelt on the ground without this habit made their breath stagnant, and watched the carriage closely, waiting for the master of the hand to appear.

When they saw Yu Shu's whole face, their brains rumbled, and they had no thoughts, only one consciousness.

Is this really the color of the world, isn't it a newly born god?

Because of the obstruction of the carriage, the people behind did not see Yu Shu, and when they saw that the two useless messengers were about to lose the face of the temple, they also knelt in front of the carriage of the saint who escaped without permission, they couldn't bear it, and they wanted to lift people up in the past.

"What do you kneel to the sinners of the Condor? You're really soft-boned. The man frowned and rebuked and pulled up the two oracles who were stunned, apparently still out of condition.

After pulling the person up, he saw that the two of them were still staring at the front, and the few divine envoys who came with him also looked at the front, and their expressions became wrong, and they were still a little embarrassed when they looked closely?

These people are all oracles of the aristocracy, and they are people who are chased by the daughters of the nobles, when will they have this kind of falling in love?

He thought, surprised by the strangeness of his companions, and suspected that it was not a saint sitting in the carriage, but a demon that could deceive people's hearts.

Only demons can make a divine envoy lose their minds so easily.

He did not dare to raise his head, lest he be bewitched by the devil, and when he moved his feet to call them the great bishop, the bishop, who was sitting in the golden carriage, noticed something strange and got out of the carriage.

I don't know if this world is the reason why this world is the Mary Sue world, the bishop is not a wise old man with white hair and white beard, but a young man with a handsome face and an exceptionally tall posture.

The bishop wears a robe and holds a scepter studded with blue gems, and his brow and eyes are eternally inclusive, like a merciful saint.

When he saw the strange scene, he walked over and said with a solemn expression, as if he was disappointed with a mischievous child who had made a mistake.

"Holy Maiden, you shouldn't ......"

As soon as the words of the elder's rebuke reached his lips, he completely disappeared between his lips and tongue at the sight of the blonde girl standing in the carriage.

The bishop was so beautiful that the bishop, who had long since lost her lust, wore a dress that showed off a thin waist and a square neckline, revealing a collarbone that was more beautiful than the lines of the paintings of the best painters of the kingdom of Darita.

Seeing her, the bishop understood why the oracles looked like they had lost their souls.

If it were her, there would be nothing surprising that she would be willing to sacrifice her soul.

"What did the Bishop say? What shouldn't I do? Yu Shu looked at the young bishop condescendingly, and her voice was as clear as water, and it came straight into the bishop's ears.

The voice was calm, melodious, and could soothe the distracted mind, but at this time the bishop wondered what it would look like if the voice became delicate and had an unbearable cry.

"The Holy Maiden is a noble person of the temple, she should not come to this remote place alone, she should let the knights of the temple follow her."

The bishop's tone was gentle, his face did not move, and the words in Rao's mouth were changed, and no one could detect it.