The first ray of light penetrated the ice cellar and fell on the ice layer, and everything shone like a dream.

The elves obeyed the Pope's order and dug out the beautiful boy with icy muscles and bones from the ground. Every inch of his skin was perfect, and his beautiful body was like a gift from heaven.Being hugged lovingly by Xue Luolante, the place where she lay down left only ink-like burnt marks accompanied by a sweet and corrosive smell.

"Holy Father." The boy seemed to be awakened from a dream, rubbing his eyes defenselessly.

"Good boy, you're finally awake." Xue Luolante lifted him up with a look of pity, and the scent of the devil fruit made the elves bite and fight each other on the spot.

Xue Luolante gave a sharp look, and the ice immediately hit their feet, making the elves curl up in a corner in silence.

"I seem to have had a long dream. It was so cold in the dream. There were so many little devils tearing my body, it hurt so much."

"My good boy." Xue Luolante hugged him with great heartache, "Your time is running out, we must hurry up and let that willing heart dig out."

"But I don't know what to do? He is very vigilant and never gives me a chance to get close to him." The young man said half-truthfully to the other side.

"Believe me, child, you can do it, because you are a gift from God, there is nothing you can't do in this world." The man grabbed his arm vigorously, with a serious and serious tone, like a warning, " Do you know my child, King Xueji was critically ill last night, if he hadn't been rescued in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Zhen involuntarily felt a trace of fear and pushed back, but was tightly restrained by the other party, "I know, I will try my best."

The pope relaxed, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose, "That's good, the Holy Father did this for you, dragons are very wonderful creatures, some of their clansmen are fully cultivated and born gods, but they are also creatures that are easily confused It's like Long Ji back then who gave up the chance to become a god for the sake of a humanoid.

After all, after Long Ji's death, many people urged King Xueji to annex the other party when the temple was in decline, because this is a secret among the royal family. The royal family is a group of very special humanoids, and they are born with silver wings. But it fades to black as it matures.

They have a wonderful structure, and he learned of this secret back then, and persuaded the previous pope and Long Ji to kill each other, thus gaining a powerful ability.It's just that Long Ji didn't expect that Long Ji would see through his plot, and would rather lose to both sides than give up the things to him.

As the devil fruit matured, the boy's body began to emit some vague fragrance. At first, this fragrance did not affect the creatures, but most of the elves in the temple would be attracted.

It's just that the priests in the temple are not surprised, because the elves naturally like beautiful things.

Since the last negotiation and cooperation failure with Youhuang, Zhen felt as if his chest was blocked, and he hadn't looked for the other party for a week. Even if he met him face to face, he would grin at the corner of his mouth with a half-smile mocking look.

No way, he is arrogant!The invincible hand of the Yunting Temple was defeated by the opponent today, and he would not be reconciled to admitting anyone.But is he someone who gives up so easily, his own life, what can he do if he wants to live, so he has to try around.

"Holy Son, you're here. I reserved an auditorium for you. I didn't expect you to be interested in politics and economics." The priest walked over cautiously, afraid of saying something, and made the other party ashamed.

"Thank you, I'm here to wait for Prince Mei today. I heard that he is good at poker, so I'm here to discuss with him."

Meizu, who was sitting serious and eavesdropping, staggered for a moment. He didn't know how to offend this little ancestor. You must know that the other party had never stopped teasing him since he entered the Yunting Temple, and he obviously looked down on him.

Mei cautiously asked, "Son, do you have something to say to me?" Since there was no class, he had no choice but to ask boldly.

"Tsk, the literal meaning, I don't understand, I came to play with you." Shengzi was disgusted, and then thought about it, this attitude was wrong, so he blinked and pretended to be innocent and cute, "Honey, wait Get out of class."

Mei was so scared that she almost fell under the table!

On the other hand, You Huang raised his head meaningfully and raised the corner of his mouth to look at the little thing. He knew in his heart what kind of trick he was playing, and he didn't expose it, so he set up the book to prepare for his homework.

Meizu is loyal to love, and treats the object that will be regarded as a spouse very cautiously and bows down.They are born to be seductive, whether they are male or female, they have a look of hesitation when looking at people, but they are not born with this self-awareness, and they are desperate when they see one, so Meizu seldom intermarries with foreigners. Except for the royal family for racial interests.

What makes Meizu puzzled is that Shengzi hasn't played any pranks these days, but just accompany him to class and class, eat and walk, and the most entertainment activity is playing cards, really like a little daughter-in-law in love.

"Meizu, feed on love. I heard that you Meizu people will eat their brides on their wedding night?" Sometimes when the cards are played halfway, the handsome young man rubs the gemstone on his earlobe and laughs in a strange way. Dedicated to ask some questions about Meizu.

Meizu is stern, and in order to avoid misunderstandings, he has to explain seriously, "We Meizu people have always been single-minded and have only one spouse. Rather than eating the bride, it is better to use the love they had when they were young."

Zhen looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, "Then, who do you think has a better chance of winning, the Wing Clan or the Dragon Clan?"

Mei looked at him and smiled, more charming than him, "I know what the Holy Son wants to ask, but I don't think there is anything clearer than you. Many things are not about us as ministers and sons, but about the relationship between the father and the Pope. Which one is more inclined and loved."

Yoyo, this is amazing, it seems that there is not a fool who can hang around under the eyes of the Holy Father for so long.

"Come, come, play cards. Stick notes, slap the face, take off your clothes, whatever you choose!" The scheming Zhen who played all over the Yunting Temple continued to have fun with an excited face.

When You Huang came out of the library of the temple, he found a small thing with a note on his face and a Mei who was stripped off and only had a pair of pants left, but dared not speak out.

He couldn't help lowering his eyes and smiling, as if seeing a treasure that had been lost for a long time, it was very precious.

No one knew what kind of emotion his mother had when she created Zhen. Maybe in people's eyes, he was just a substitute made by his mother to bear the curse of heaven, but later became his only one.

Then he looked up and saw the looming His Excellency the Pope diagonally opposite, and sent a meaningful look in his direction.

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