Quick Transmigration: Whether or not the second female is worthy depends entirely on my position

Chapter 146 Those Years I Accompanied the God of Light 4
The God of Light chose the divine book, walked to the bronze wooden desk on the other side of the library, sat down to read the book, and said nothing.

Ruan Wu stared at the god not far away for a while, "Carlos, I want to go outside." She wants to get some fresh air, this elm-headed person!

The god did not speak, and his eyes never left the divine book.

Ruan Wu turned and left the library.

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Cecilia was wearing a white tutu skirt with a white hood hanging down her shoulders. Her algae-blue long hair was rolled into two buns, which naturally hung down on both sides of her shoulders and neck.

She was given the purest lotus and became the saint under the God of Light, but she has been here all day and has not seen the God of Light.

Apart from her and the God of Light, there seemed to be no one else in the huge shrine. She wandered around aimlessly and came here.

The gorgeous and ancient door in front of her was closed tightly, and Cecilia stretched out her hand and pushed open the door of the library, making a creak.

Books several floors high are densely displayed on the bookshelves, and wooden carvings in the shape of deer heads are inlaid on the white stone wall. Two antlers arch upwards, and a circular staircase surrounds the upwards.

The golden oil lamps are lit and enclosed in glass and white frames, and the entire library attic is filled with the color of candlelight.

Cecilia's eyes widened slightly, and she couldn't help but raised her hands to cover her mouth and nose, and exhaled softly, the surprise in her eyes was undisguised, "This library is much bigger than the entire collection of books in the Kingdom of Light. "

She quickened her pace, walked to the top of the stairs, and stepped up the steps of the circular corridor.

Not knowing where to go, Cecilia saw a recessed room, and there seemed to be a guide calling her to go there.

Cecilia pushed open the small door, and a white figure suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. The man was sitting by the desk. He was extremely handsome, with a faint light all over his body, his temperament was dusty, and his light blue eyes were extremely pure. She was stunned. Frozen in place, I searched all the words of praise in my mind but couldn't find a suitable description.

If she could, she might be willing to sacrifice her life just for that person to raise her eyes once.

Carlos noticed the movement, and looked at the door without any waves. For a moment, white mist rose and lingered around Carlos, completely covering the gods.

Cecilia felt a splitting headache for a moment, her hair was soaked with sweat in just a few seconds, and she fell to the ground overwhelmed.

That man is God, and the world must not look directly at God!

"Cecilia." Carlos walked over.

Cecilia on the ground had been suffering from a headache for a long time and could not speak. It was not until Carlos approached and released the elimination technique that the punishment of looking directly at God was lifted.

"God, I didn't mean to look at you. I walked in unintentionally." Cecilia's voice was mixed with cries, some intermittently, and the fear and fear in it were naturally revealed.

"I know."

"Um, huh? You know?" She gradually stopped crying, but she was still trembling.

"I knew it from the first step you stepped here."

"Will God forgive my recklessness?" Cecilia supported the ground, stood up, and stepped aside respectfully, trembling all over, her eyes full of pleading, she was a girl who made mistakes unintentionally, so ignorant and weak Lovely.

This was the first sentence Ruan Wu heard when he flew in from the outside, and what he saw was such a picture, a petite and pitiful girl and a noble and cold god.

She has to admit that she is far behind Cecilia in terms of innocence, weakness and loveliness. At least she is showing her true feelings while she is pretending.

"Carlos, why is this beautiful girl here?"

Carlos glanced in the direction of Ruan Wu with unwavering light blue eyes, and without answering, turned his attention to the girl with algae-blue long hair, "God is very magnanimous, and will forgive your recklessness."

Cecilia was very excited, "Thank you. Thank you God." The voice was weak and soft.

Ruan Wu trotted over, and threw himself into Carlos's arms as usual, but this time he was caught in the mist, his long black hair scattered forward due to inertia, and a pink peach blossom pinned to his ear rustled on the ground. on the ground.

She stared at the cloud and mist surrounding her calf with somewhat surprised eyes.

What does it mean?Deny her access?She just exchanged krypton gold for a peach blossom outfit, wide-sleeved neon clothes, full of styles.

Carlos is really incomprehensible!

Rejecting another beautiful lady in front of one lady is really not what a god should do.

……

The largest church in the Kingdom of Light is filled with night-like silence. Carlos lives in a place where there is no night, only day, but it is too quiet.

at this time.

In the small garden outside the library, white roses and white roses were in full bloom. A girl in pink with short sleeves and short sleeves ran in among the flower clusters, and stopped at the place where blue birds occasionally flew by.

Ruan Wu looked at the bald flowers in front of him, blinked his bright eyes, and then looked aggrievedly at the man in the room who never raised his head and exuded a holy aura.

"My dear God of Light, are you sure you don't take the initiative to explain to me?"

Carlos' eyelashes as pure white as crow feathers swept up and down, and he politely and seriously replied: "Yes."

Then, no then.

"Lord God of Light, I have to remind you that you have hurt the fragile heart of a newly formed girl by refusing to approach me in front of Cecilia."

With her soft and low voice, the blue eyes of the God of Light came over, the eyes were still cold and steady, but she read them without confusion.

The God of Light doesn't understand where he has hurt the hearts of believers?And he really couldn't see that the girl was injured in the slightest?

All the flowers in the garden were eaten, even more so than the bluebirds in his garden.

Ruan Wu approached the god at the table with light steps.

This time, she was not blocked by the clouds and mist. She knelt and sat beside the legs of the gods, with a girlish sweetness and shyness, as if she was soft and boneless, she clung to Carlos, her posture seemed gentle, but in fact she was strong.

"My lord, human beings are fragile and have selfish desires. Human beings are narrow-minded. Today, my lord refused me to get close to Cecilia, which made me sad. In our place, making a girl sad requires compensation."

The God of Light rolled his pupils, raised his hand and inserted it into Ruan Wu's hair, and followed it one by one, doing something warm but looking at ants in his eyes, stroking him pitifully, but his posture was so arrogant that he could not be expected.

The more such a gesture, the more Ruan Wu couldn't help but wonder what it would be like for a god to fall.

"You are not human."

"But God loves the world, and I am your most faithful believer at your knees."

Carlos fell into a brief silence, as if thinking about Ruan Wu's words, before nodding for a long time.

Immediately, Ruan Wu smelled the familiar scent of bluebells again.

She felt it, and so did Carlos.

But they didn't stop them.

Gee.

Where Carlos couldn't see, a dark light flickered across Ruan Wu's eyes.

Just as Cecilia was about to take brisk steps, she suddenly said, "Master Carlos, I am worried that you are tired. I want to send a message for you and Cecilia. This is the compensation I want."

The last sentence successfully blocked Carlos' refusal.

Cecilia outside the door suddenly realized that her feet could not move, and the wind chimes outside the library were also ringing at the same time.

(End of this chapter)