Cybertron was passing by the Warrior Guild and took a bath in it, washing off the various wounds on his body from stab wounds and torture. But the real reply, he wasn't going to rely on the recovery ability of the Bourkeso people - it hurt a little too long. So he didn't care that the whole city was turned upside down because of him, and he didn't immediately go to Alice Field, or his two troublesome fiancées in the family. Instead, go straight to the Chapel of the Light.

Storm Niang or something, the most praised—— this sentence is not fake, in this case, you can only rely on Storm Niang.

Needless to say, the key is the penetrating wound on the right shoulder, which requires a little effort to treat. And the nails on the fingers don't grow as fast as expected, and even about the same as ordinary people. This is if you wait until the nails grow on their own...... It hurts to say.

The wild energy passed, and Cybertron's feeling that it was better to die than to live returned. Anyway, it's not unheard of when he was fucking devastated in the clan, he wasn't still honest under fucking devastation, and he lived a very groveling life?—— of course, it was a contradiction among the people.

Now, he was in the inner chamber of the Chapel of Light, gently touching his right shoulder by Stormwind. A soft burst of light lasted for about a few tens of seconds, and Cybertron's breakthrough wound on his shoulder was completely healed.

"Whew...... Almost. Storm Lady breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: "Cybertron...... Even though you're a warrior, it's better to do less of this kind of thing. You are a Bourkeso, but you are also a human being! a mortal—your life force is limited. ”

"Thanks for the reminder, but I think I can save it. Cybertron laughed and moved his shoulders to feel better: "Nails are repaired too......?" I feel so much better now. Eh, it didn't feel good when I was tortured. ”

"Only a strong will is the most solid foundation that leads us...... Your willpower is good, and you actually weighed it. But...... Can you answer my original question now?How did you get out of the cave?Don't worry, the Mitchlyn family in the Chapel of Light doesn't dare to find fault yet. ”

"I'm not afraid to find fault at the moment! I don't want to kill them all—but well. Cybertron scratched his head embarrassedly, what do you say?Although it should be very enjoyable to talk to the other party about the slap and seduce a saint - but ......, "Ahem, it's easy to be hated by you when you say it, I'd better not say it." ”

"......Don't worry, I won't hate you. If you have any knots, I can help you out. Storm Lady was a little tired at the moment, but she still smiled and said, "You are like my brother, I am willing to help you." Don't keep things to yourself, it will be painful. ”

“...... Then I still feel a little disgusted...... Tell you, you really don't hate me?"

"Not really, don't worry. ”

About three minutes later.

"Smack!" the Holy Maiden beats someone!—— for the first time in history, big news!

Storm Lady blushed at the moment and gave Cybertron a slap in the face.

“...... Why are you beating me?" Cybertron looked hurt: "I'm waiting for your confession...... Oh, I see, you must have slapped me, and the meaning of this slap is: This qiē pain is over, and impurity has been blown away by you—is it?"

"I! you...... This...... That's right!"

Miri Love: Storm's chest rose and fell constantly, as if she was struggling to endure something. Disturb the mind, mess people up, and the ethereal is completely disturbed.

"I ...... I want to tell you this, you have a good understanding. So be it, you can get out...... No, don't go out yet. Storm Lady took a deep breath and felt that she couldn't discuss the other party's xing ability.

It's strange that she wouldn't feel anything about this kind of lewd question if it were a normal day. Although I must admit that this is a boy who makes people feel good, because of his delicate appearance, but also because of his broad and magnificent inner world. Every time I talk to him, I will benefit a lot. But...... It seems that the question of the relationship between men and women has not yet arrived.

Why is this kind of good feeling now infinitely magnified, and has my own heart fallen?...... Tonight's prayer is going to be longer.

But none of that matters.

"I was very touched by the fact that you wrote a poem for me. Storm Niang bowed her head slightly, but the blush on her face still did not subside. But there is no longer trembling: "I am even ashamed to have composed a veritable piece of music for this moving psalm." I'm ashamed that I don't deserve the honor for this—"

"If you don't deserve it, no one deserves it. Cybertron shrugged his shoulders and said, "To be honest, I have a good impression of the Holy Light because of you, and when I 'wrote poetry', I changed the Holy Light to your name, so that it is more comfortable to watch." ”

Then I was even more unforgivable—and now the poem has reached the South. Although only a week had passed, the Patriarch of Lan Dun was shaken, and when he heard that this hymn was recited, the Patriarch wept...... Let's talk quietly. The Patriarch thought you were a believer, but I didn't expect ......"

"Am I a barbarian?" said Cybertron.

“...... You're arrogant, I didn't think you're a Bourkeso. Storm Lady smiled as well, but it was different from a saint's smile - although she was still wearing that holy uniform, she was smiling like a spring breeze at the moment: "That's the case—first, he posthumously recognized you as a devout believer and spared you from being baptized—you are a holy light believer." ”

"I'm not...... I believe in shamans. ”

"Then even if you are unlucky, how can an outsider allow an unbeliever to write such a psalm in praise of the Light?" Storm Lady laughed: "Your Excellency, he has repeatedly mentioned in his letters to me: How can I be like this, and have not converted you?"

“...... You're thinking too much. ”

"yes, but just do me a favor, you don't think you're too religious about shamans. Storm Lady said: "Otherwise, I will trouble you every day, you make my boss dissatisfied with me, what should I do?"

"This ...... Your wasted effort. Cybertron also laughed: "If you want to burn me, you can't find fire in the first place, we Bourkeso people are immune to magic." ”

"Well, I made a note of it. The communication between Storm Lady and Cybertron this time is like an ordinary girl chatting happily with an ordinary teenager, but the content is not normal: "I have another thing I want to ask you for help with this time, although I know that something big is wrong here for you." Still, that's why I feel like I can help you settle the matter — I'll let the Patriarch come forward to help you. ”

"Oh?"

"Landun's new cathedral is completely completed...... It was built for more than a century, and it was finally completed. Stormwind sighed and said, "Splendid and magnificent cathedral, but if all this money is used to help the poor, then I think the effect will be better." ”

"It is useless to give a man a fish, and it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish...... I'll explain that to you later. You go ahead and say what you're going to say—"

"The Bishop inherited the bishop of Eagle Gelan at the age of fifty-six, and now he is seventy-six years old, and although he is in good health, he is also very old. Twenty years later, he finally saw the day when the dome was inaugurated—he was thrilled, and thought that the day of the inauguration should have a piece of music or a hymn worthy of this glorious church, forever commemorating the grace of the Light...... and his exploits. You see......"

“...... If it's for you, 'my' inspiration will never run dry. But for the sake of a seventy-six-year-old man......" Cybertron pouted.

"Don't say that. Stormwind grabbed Cybertron's hand and said, "I don't usually say that, but I think poetry, music, and noble sentiments can shake the Light—you can help, right? For my sake——

For the sake of your looks, your breasts...... Uh, no, no, no.

For the sake of being a madman, you are indeed very clean......

"What's so difficult about this, just write it for you, and then copy and paste your name into the name of the Patriarch. ”

"Great—— if you have time......, write it quickly! I will first report to the Patriarch that you are writing great psalms. Then, I will immediately ask the Patriarch to help you get rid of your crimes......" Storm Lady clapped her hands, as if she was very excited.

"What's so difficult about this, you still need to write? What's so difficult about this, it's as easy as a fool: "I may have to find a professional to help me...... By the way, you have the most popular word of praise for the Light...... What is it? in what southern language, a language that looks noble. ”

"......, do you speak Sibrie?" Storm Lady seemed interested, and said in a whisper, "There are many, 'Alayya' or something, all of which are in praise of sound and light—"

"It's simple, my voice is not very good......"

"No, your voice is neutral and sweet, and honestly I'm going to have you come to my choir to be the lead singer. Storm Lady said without joking.

“...... Please don't pierce it, I'm just talking about this, Lao Tzu doesn't look like a gentleman at all. Cybertron is embarrassed, the other party didn't mean it, right?

"Uh...... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. ”

"Let your choir come and be idle. Cybertron waved his hand and said, "It's called 'Praise to the Light,' and it's written in the lingua franca, so I don't bother to use the southern Siblay language." ”

“...... Are you ready to make the tune?"

"Didn't I tell you?" said Cybertron smiling at Stormwind, "looking at you is full of inspiration—replace your name with the Light, and you'll be inspired in no time." ”

"You ——" Storm Lady felt very strange, why did she make her face red again?