Peak Life [Quick Transmigration]

In the temple, the pope looked deeply at Wu Ming who had come back from the outside. He slightly pinched his fingertips into his palm to stabilize himself. God knows how much he misses Wu Ming, like a wanderer in the desert asking for extravagance. Like a drop of water, he couldn't even suppress the excitement in his heart and wanted to eat all of Wu Ming into his body.

"Thanks for your hard work. I have watched your hard work, and I will give you a great honor." The Pope heard himself say this, he has already prepared everything there, it will be suitable for Wu Ming, and as long as he goes there Without the soul beast, Wu Ming will never be able to go out again. He will use his own love to lock Wu Ming into his own world forever.

"All of this is what I should do, the Pope. I don't need honors. It is already my honor to let me return to the temple." Wu Ming bent down and said in a low voice, he was still so sad and happy, It seemed that everything was not making any waves in his eyes.

"No, this is what you deserve." The pope raised his hand, the white gloved hand looked like a dove's wing, and when it flew up, it was always so powerful, "I will bestow, you live in the floating sky." white."

Wu Ming raised his head and looked at the Pope in surprise.

Fubai is a holy land. This is something that the whole Yuchenbai knows, because Fubai is just like its name. It is a small piece of land floating above Yuchenbai. It is often surrounded by white clouds and looks white. Hence the name Floating White.

Just when Wu Ming was about to refuse, the priest in red next to him spoke first, "You mustn't do it, my lord Pope, Fubai is a holy place in our mainland, how can you let people live in it at will."

The pope glanced at the priest in red, and the priest in red immediately felt as if his throat was being pinched, unable to utter a word.

Seeing this, Wu Ming frowned slightly, but heard the Pope continue to say, "Wu Ming is God's darling, and only the superficial can be worthy of him, so this matter is decided."

Damn, pervert, Wu Ming cursed secretly in his heart, once he got into Floating White, it would not be so easy to get off, after all, he is a person without a soul beast, so he can only be kept in captivity by the Pope. On top of the superficiality, rub, this is far different from house arrest.

"Pope, the son's birthday is coming soon, let me bless the son before going." Wu Ming stood up, lowered his head and said softly.

The pope's gaze sank, lowering his eyes. "good."

When he returned to the bedroom where he had been away for nearly two months, Wu Ming threw himself on the bed with some nostalgia, and rolled around in the warm blanket for several times before he calmed down.

[If you go to Fubai, you will probably live on it for the rest of your life. 】

'So I have to wait for the protagonist to come, and I have to meet him to save me anyway. '

【Why did he save you. 】

'Are you stupid? The protagonist is the one who wants to fight the Pope. On my side, it's almost time to play a love interest. '

【I saw. 】

'What did you see, your lovely father's charming figure? '

[I saw the end of Ross. 】

'you are cute. Wu Ming couldn't help laughing, and then yawned tiredly while holding the blanket, "I'm sleepy." '

【Sleep, I am your most loyal guard. 】

In fact, the so-called loyal guards are all fucking farts.

Wu Ming vaguely sensed that there was someone in his room. He trembled his eyelashes and opened his eyes reluctantly. He saw a pair of dark green eyes, so deep and tender. This must be a very dedicated man. It was the first thought that came to Wu Ming's mind.

Then, Wu Ming reacted slightly and his pupils dilated slightly, but the pope put his hand on his lips to express his silence.

Wu Ming got up from the bed, then looked at the man who suddenly appeared in his room, nodded slightly, "Your Pope."

"Don't be afraid. When it's just the two of us, don't be affected by my identity." The pope tried hard to make his voice sound warmer. He didn't want Wu Ming to always leave him with such awe-inspiring eyes. Far.

"The pope came here suddenly, is there something wrong?" Wu Ming looked away with a slightly strange expression, and he grasped the bed sheet slightly with one hand, as if he was at a loss.

The Pope sighed, and reached out to stroke Wu Ming's head, "Don't be nervous, don't be afraid, you should be wanton."

Wu Ming raised his moist eyes and looked at the Pope, bit his lips, he didn't know how to face it like this, "I'm sorry Pope, I can't make it natural to face you."

"Why, am I being too strict." The Pope frowned.

"No, it's just me." Wu Ming paused slightly, and then felt ashamed, his whole face turned pale, "It's just that I don't know how to face you."

"You must have suffered a lot." The Pope lovingly stroked Wu Ming's face, and then slowly approached.

Just when both of them could feel their breathing, Wu Ming suddenly thought of something, and he dodged sideways and rolled off the bed.

Wu Ming hugged himself and buried his head, with a painful tone, "Your Pope, please leave, please leave now."

The Pope sighed, he just stood quietly and looked at Wu Ming, and looked at Wu Ming without moving.

Wu Ming waited for a long, long time, until he finally couldn't help but hugged himself and cried. His voice was very soft, the voice unique to teenagers sounded waxy, but the pain in his voice made people feel so pity. What the boy did, maybe as long as he cries, he will be forgiven, besides, the boy has done nothing wrong.

After crying for a long time, his voice became thinner and even sobbing, Wu Ming restrained all his emotions, and just when he was about to raise his head, he was embraced by the Pope, who held him carefully in his arms and accompanied him. He sat on the ground together, and then patted his back little by little to calm his emotions.

Wu Ming stayed in the Pope's arms without daring to move. The Pope's robes were always complicated, and those tiny gems were inlaid on them, slightly clucking him, but it didn't hurt.

After a long time, Wu Ming felt as if time had frozen. When he spoke, his voice became so ethereal, "Pope, I am in so much pain."

"No, you won't be in pain." The pope left a light kiss on Wu Ming's head without leaving a trace. How should he express his love? How should he get Wu Ming's forgiveness? It became like this, he obviously loves this boy so much.

"I'm really in pain, Pope, you know, I'm so painful that I'm about to suffocate, I want to die countless times, but I can't do it, I don't want to, even though I'm already so dirty, I still don't dare to go Die, I'm afraid that if I die, I will never see you again." Wu Ming grabbed the Pope's clothes and began to clenched tightly, one can imagine how difficult these words were for him.

Almost exhausted all of Wu Ming's courage, he stayed in the Pope's arms weakly, the tears in the corners of his eyes had begun to dry up, his eyes hurt a little, but he couldn't cry anymore, Wu Ming didn't like to cry, but many No man can resist the cry of another, and the Pope is one of them.

"I don't allow you to die, you will see me, every day, every moment, every second, until you get tired of me, I will still appear in front of you." The Pope's expression is so painful at the moment, why did it become like this, why Well, what should he do, what should he do to save this boy.

Wu Ming was tired, and he continued to sleep in the arms of the Pope, so peacefully as if he had never woken up.

It took a long time for the pope to hug Wu Ming. He carefully placed Wu Ming on the bed, and then covered him with a blanket. Finally, he lovingly kissed Wu Ming's forehead. He loved this person so much, But he pushed the distance between the two farther and farther.

The pope left Wu Ming's bedroom with a heavy heart. When he closed the door, he couldn't help but turn his head. The young man fell asleep peacefully there, neither sad nor happy.

After the Pope left, Wu Ming opened his eyes. There was nothing in his eyes, and he sneered for a while.

'Loyal guard, have you fed the dog yet? '

【I tried to wake you up, but then I thought about it and it wouldn't do me any good, so I gave up. 】'hehe. '

[My fees are too expensive for you to pay. 】

'Ah. '

Wu Ming was too lazy to continue bickering with the system, woke up in the middle of his sleep and cried a lot, because he was so tired, he yawned, and Wu Ming fell asleep again in a daze, vaguely as if he had forgotten something, but It shouldn't be an important thing to remember.

Half a month later, the coming-of-age ceremony of the Holy Son will be imminent.

The coming-of-age ceremony in this world is when they turn 30 years old. After all, for them who have a lifespan of two to three hundred years, it is not too late to be considered an adult at the age of 30, and it can even be regarded as relatively early.

At the same time, Wu Ming calculated his age only to find that he was not yet 20 years old. His age is indeed called a 'boy'.

Of course, Wu Ming also knew that Shengzi took the protagonist Tang Hua to Yuchenbai, even though it didn't snow in Yuchenbai that day.

He was walking in the long corridor of the temple, and happened to bump into the Holy Son on the opposite side. He could feel the joyful mood of the Holy Son, as well as his uncontrollable longing. Young people are young people. It's like owning the whole world.

However, Wu Ming kept these emotions well in his heart, and his face was still so indifferent, "Holy Son, congratulations on your coming of age."

"Thank you." The Holy Son had very little contact with Wu Ming, so he could only smile a little shyly. He always felt that Wu Ming was a bit too beautiful, and it was probably because of this beauty that the Pope treated him so well. Look at it differently, even, it can be described as favoring, at least the Holy Son has never seen the Pope willing to let him live in a floating room for anyone.

"The Holy Son seems to be very happy." Wu Ming looked at the eyes of the Holy Son. The eyes of the Holy Son were also green, but lighter. He had the same golden hair as the Pope, but it was much lighter than the Pope's. Go is like a copy of the Pope, a copy that has diluted most of the colors.

"Because I met someone who made me happy." Shengzi thought of Tang Hua, that elf-like boy. If there really are elves in the world, then Tang Hua must be the most agile one.

Wu Ming moved his eyes to those windows, there are some colorful paintings on the windows, when the sun shines in, it will produce colorful lights, those lights reflect the faces without sadness or joy in the paintings, everything looks so solemn, "It's really not easy to meet someone who makes me happy in this world. Many people are so poor that they can't meet them. Even if they do, they won't get a word of pity in their lives."

"You mean," Shengzi frowned, he didn't quite understand what Wu Ming meant.

"I'm just kidding, I just said it casually." Wu Ming calmed his gaze, then nodded slightly, "I still have something to do, let's go ahead, if the Holy Son needs help, you can come to me, I am very happy .”

Seeing Wu Ming's leaving figure, Shengzi almost blurted out, "Why."

Wu Ming's figure paused for a moment, his expression was completely hidden in the darkness, and his voice became a little distant.

"You are like him."

Shengzi stood there slightly puzzled, who is he like, what exactly is Wu Ming trying to say?

Soon, it was the day when the Son of God came of age.

Today, when the Holy Son is an adult, the pope will wear a crown for him, which is eligible to be worn by the next successor of the pope. In the past, the pope also wore it. After he became pope, the crown will be worn Locked in the attic unless the successor to the next pope is identified and comes of age.

Although Wu Ming's status in the temple was still a bit embarrassing, he was still invited by the pope to attend, and even stood on the right side of the pope. In this continent, the right side is always more noble than the left side.

Since the Pope broke into Wu Ming's room that day, Wu Ming hasn't met the Pope much, and even the Pope never sneaked into his bedroom at night. Therefore, when the Pope saw a man in white Wu Mingshi bit the tip of his tongue to suppress the thoughts in his heart.

Wu Ming also more or less knew what the Pope was thinking. He just stood behind the Pope with a calm face, and then looked at everything around him. The king would also be present. Wu Ming didn't feel much about the father in name, but the king Those recognized princes seemed to have a bit of resentment towards him.

[What are you thinking about. 】

'I was wondering if I should use the king's princes to stimulate the pope. '

[It's just a few bad words, those princes are afraid of the Pope and dare not do anything to you. 】'It's appropriate to speak bad words. Wu Ming rolled his eyes and suddenly thought of another method.

Wu Ming raised his eyes and looked forward. He was standing on the right side of the pope's throne. In front of him was a long red carpet surrounded by people. The king was sitting on the other side of the throne below the pope's right. What is the king's mood? He is clearly the king, but he is the king.

It wasn't until the Holy Son appeared in front of him wearing golden clothes that Wu Ming regained his sense of integrity. I have to say that apart from his immature face, the Holy Son does look like the Pope, but the aura of the two is worlds apart.

One is a king, and the other is a young master who is just used to being pampered.

Wu Ming tilted his head, and the Pope looked at Wu Ming slightly. Even in front of everyone, the Pope still cast his gaze on him unrestrainedly, "What are you thinking?"

"I was wondering why the Holy Son became the Holy Son." Wu Ming was really puzzled. It is said that the Holy Son was raised by the Pope when he was very young, but no one knew the origin of the Holy Son. Who is he, where is he from, and is he a member of the royal family? No one knows these questions, except probably the Pope.

"So, do you want to be the Holy Son? In the future, you will take over my position and become the next Pope." The Pope just looked at Wu Ming, not caring about the feelings of the Holy Son who had already walked in front of him, and even ignored all the nobles present. It's the old king next to him.

Wu Ming lowered his gaze, still expressionless, "The Pope just joked."

Hearing Wu Ming's answer, the Pope turned his eyes to the Holy Son who had already walked in front of him. His gaze was slightly deep, as if he was hiding some scrutiny. The Holy Son had never been looked at by the Pope with this kind of gaze. There was even a slight tremor in between, and he couldn't help but took a step back.

There was a trace of indifference in the pope's eyes, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Soon, the Holy Son probably also felt that his actions were inappropriate, so he half squatted down towards the Pope, and then shouted, "Father Pope."

The Pope didn't feel much about this appellation, he just took a step forward, and the person holding the crown next to him bent down and handed the crown over immediately.

"You are the Holy Son, so I will always remember that you are the Holy Son." This was the first sentence the Pope gave to the Holy Son, and then he stretched out his white gloved hand to pick up the light crown, Putting it on for the Son with an indifferent expression.

"Remember, this is your right and responsibility, and the two will always be equal." The Pope said softly, and there was no expression in his lowered eyes.

Afterwards, the Pope turned around and looked at Wu Ming who was standing on the lower right, and the invisible pressure of reaching out his hand made Wu Ming walk towards the throne on the red carpet.

Wu Ming paused for a while, but he found that he was standing in front of the throne. The Pope was walking towards him, step by step, and everyone around him held their breath. What is the Pope going to do?

When the Pope came to Wu Ming, his eyes were still calm and calm, but the tenderness in his eyes made people think that he was madly in love with the person in front of him.

Wu Ming was slightly at a loss. He wanted to get down from here but found that the Pope was stretching towards his head, and then took off the crown in front of all the nobles and even the old king. His golden hair followed the sun It pours down, so dazzling, so brilliant, and so deep.

The Pope held the crown, approached Wu Ming gently, and carefully lowered his head to put it on for Wu Ming. His movements were so gentle, as if he was treating a rare treasure. Of course, it definitely did not refer to the crown in his hand. crown.

Under Wu Ming's surprised gaze, the crown symbolizing the pope's status was put on Wu Ming's head.

"From now on, this is your right, and I shall fulfill my responsibility." The Pope said as he looked at Wu Ming's eyes, which were dark green, the kind of dark green that had been precipitated by color.

Of course, the Pope doesn't think his eyes are special. What he likes are Wu Ming's black eyes. Looking at them from a distance, he feels that there are clouds of smoke in the black eyes. Occasionally, those eyes will light up. When they light up , you would be willing to dedicate your own life, and then take this world as a gift, just asking him to look at you for a while.

My dear baby, this is my love for you, can you feel it?

In front of everyone, the Pope knelt down on one knee in front of Wu Ming, then raised Wu Ming's palm, and kissed the back of that white hand with an almost reverent expression. It was a shallow but long kiss. Wu Ming's hand Forced to hang down, it looks like a swan, all so white.

All the people watched this scene in disbelief, look, look, what did their most honored pope do, he even put the crown symbolizing his identity on a sinner, and even knelt down to him and kissed the back of his hand .

The birds in the distance were chirping, and some even jumped on the nearby branches to make noise. I don't know who started to protest, and everyone started to object.

"Master Pope, that is a sinner, you are the Pope!"

"You are our most respected existence, you should not kneel to anyone!"

"Heretic! That sinner must have been tempted by the horrific devil, His Majesty the Pope."

"The devil! The devil!!"

Hearing those voices of opposition, Wu Ming took a step back in fear, but was accidentally blocked by the throne, and sat on the throne in panic. The crown on his head seemed to be something terrible in his eyes. The stuff is average.

"My God, he's sitting on the Pope's throne!"

"Great rebellion, he is the original sin, he is the original sin!"

"My lord pope, don't be fooled anymore, burn him to death, burn him to death!"

Wu Ming seemed to be frightened. He reached out to take off the crown on his head, but the Pope grabbed his wrist. Wu Ming raised his head and looked at the Pope. His eyes were stained with panic. Knowing what happened, the previous peace was completely broken, he was really like a young man who didn't know much about the world.

The Pope looked at Wu Ming, Wu Ming's eyes were still so clear, even in this situation, they were still so pure that there was no trace of impurities.

"You are an angel left by God in the mortal world. Sit down, this should be its honor." The Pope said, then looked at Wu Ming with soothing eyes, turned around slowly, and blocked Wu Ming from behind to watch. Those dignitaries who kept accusing Wu Ming of being guilty.

When will it be the turn of this group to start talking, he's the Pope, isn't he?

"Shut up." The Pope said softly, but his voice made everyone quiet like a divine order, and he looked at the Pope with extraordinarily complicated eyes.

"He is the most respected existence in this world. He is the most precious existence bestowed upon me by the gods on our mainland, God's darling." The pope raised his head, his dark green eyes swept across all the people present, including those from abroad. , his soul beast imprint is in his right eye, when he looks at people, so he always carries a strong coercion.

"Whoever is disrespectful to Wu Ming is disrespectful to the gods, and disrespectful to the Pope!" The Pope raised his white-gloved hand, and golden light came out from his hand. A divine beast appeared from the void, golden and dazzling, a divine lion.

Many dignitaries took a few steps back one after another. Who is this person? This person is the only pope who has reached the ninth level of soul beast. His strength surpasses anyone, including the old king who is only a seventh-level soul beast.

Looking around at the people who finally got down, the Pope glanced at him without any emotion, then turned slightly sideways, seemed to be looking at Wu Ming, and at the same time seemed to be looking at everyone present, and announced loudly: "The iris is my badge, From now on, roses will be added to it, which will be the official coat of arms of our temple."

After saying that, the Pope exhibited the pattern he had carefully drawn for half a month, and hung it on the top of the temple. A beautiful rose bloomed behind the iris coat of arms on it. The countless petals of that rose will The coat of arms of the iris is surrounded, and it seems that the coat of arms of the iris tightly entangles the beautiful rose together.

"This is a sin, this is a sin." An old man knelt on the ground weakly and murmured.

However, no one dared to stand up to object again, because this is the pope, and even the top existence on this continent, even if it is a crime, they can't refute it, no, there is one person.

"Father Pope, this is wrong!" Suddenly, the Holy Son, who had been standing silently by the side, stood up. He was instilled with the concept that the Pope is above anyone since he was a child. He would never allow Wu Ming to be so grandiose. even stood above the Pope!

The Pope looked gloomyly at the Holy Son. Was he too indulgent? Even the Holy Son dared to oppose his decision.

"Father, Wu Ming is just a useless person who doesn't even have a soul beast. I will never allow him to override the temple or this country!" The Holy Son looked at the Pope bravely and said, he would never recognize Wu Ming's Identity, what kind of god's darling, who knows, "Father, open your eyes and see clearly, and see clearly the face of the person behind you, Father!"

The Pope waved towards the Holy Son impatiently, and a powerful force attacked the Holy Son, and the Holy Son was directly injured by the Pope to the end.

"Wow--" The crown on the Son of God fell to the ground, and the gemstones on it were knocked out, scattered all over the ground, looking so funny.

"Father?" The Holy Son looked at all this in disbelief. He couldn't even understand why the father became like this, so strange that he was scared.

"The Holy Son spoke disrespectfully. No one is allowed to let him out without my order to escort him back to the dormitory." The Pope didn't even look at the Holy Son, but lowered his eyes, and then looked at Wu Ming.

His eyes all turned into tenderness at that moment, but Wu Ming was suddenly a little scared at this moment, he was a little scared of this man.

"He will live in Fubai in the near future. Fubai, where God's darling lives, is our holy place."

After finishing speaking, the corner of the pope's mouth evoked a light smile, but Wu Ming looked back slightly in reflex. For the first time, he was a little afraid of this man, and that sentence seemed to have become another sentence.

【You are mine, so you cannot escape. 】

'You fucking show off your sense of superiority at this time, I'm so good at acting that I almost jumped! '

【I just said the pope's subtext, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to hear it. 】'Don't insult my IQ, thank you. '

【No, I'm just insulting your emotional intelligence. 】

'...'

This near-dramatic farce finally came to an end in the pope's domineering proclamation. Although all people complained about it, they dared not raise it. They could even admit that they could make up lies to deceive themselves and others.

But what happened will not change, such as the changed coat of arms of the iris flower, such as the fact that the Pope gave Wu Ming the crown symbolizing his identity, or the fact that Wu Ming lived in Fubai.

Wu Ming wanted to express his desire to stay in Fubai, but the progress of the facts was always faster than he imagined. For example, when he opened his eyes the next day, he found that he had come to Fubai. white.

'Fuck. '

[Fuck who. 】

'pope! '

[Behind you. 】

Wu Ming was very tangled and turned around to look at the Pope standing behind him. After the Pope gave the crown to Wu Ming, he never wore anything on his head, but simply tied up his hair with a gorgeous headband. The golden hair that hangs down is still dazzling.

"Your Pope, you." Wu Ming looked at the Pope hesitantly, his calm face was so fragile in front of the Pope.

"Do you like it here?" The Pope looked over Wu Ming, he could no longer ignore his inner desire, he needed Wu Ming, even he felt that his beating heart was only living for Wu Ming.

Let time take away those mistakes, those wrong things, he will make Wu Ming fall in love with him again, and then give him the highest favor in the world.

This person was already cherished and loved by others.

Wu Ming followed the Pope's gaze, and then slightly widened his pupils. Floating white is not big, but it is definitely not small, except for a white jade palace in the center, all around is full of roses, pink, blooming Then, some petals hang down on the branches, when the occasional white clouds float around, this is a fairyland.

"Why." Wu Ming turned his head to look at the Pope, but was blocked by the Pope's lips.

Wu Ming didn't know what to do for a moment, and then he started to resist, no, not here, not at this time.

"Teach... oh Pope..."

Wu Ming was pressed on the big pillar of the White Jade Palace by the Pope, and was forced to open his mouth to linger with him by the Pope pinching his chin. It was not until the Pope's kiss moved down the neck of his chin that Wu Ming struggled violently to escape from the side.

Wu Ming's breathing was completely disordered. He looked at the Pope with a painful look on his face, his eyes were completely moist, and those tears fell out uncontrollably. He covered his face, feeling a little at a loss.

"Sorry, sorry Pope, please don't do this, don't.",

The Pope came over and embraced Wu Ming, sighing, "Tell me, do you still love me?"

"I'm sorry, I can't say it, I can't say it, I can't face you, I have no face to show people." Wu Ming just cried, his voice was so painful, as if he could suffocate in the next moment.

"Tell me the reason, please. Look at me, Wu Ming, you look at me." The Pope forced Wu Ming to look up at him. He no longer had to hide the love and affection in his eyes. He could finally do this. Looking at Wu Ming unscrupulously, let Wu Ming see clearly how much he loves him. "I love you."

I love you, divided into three words, two people, connected by a word of love, whoever is in front of love, whoever takes the initiative, loses first.

Wu Ming looked at the Pope in disbelief. There were still tears in the corners of his eyes, but he couldn't take his gaze away from the Pope's eyes. The tenderness in those dark green eyes made Wu Ming a little ups and downs.

"No!" Wu Ming suddenly yelled and turned his back to the Pope, his whole body began to tremble, "If I told the truth, Pope, you wouldn't love me, but I can't lie or even hide it from you, Pope, you go, or I will suffer more."

"Tell me, tell me, okay, otherwise, I will suffer too." The Pope reached out to hug Wu Ming, but found that Wu Ming's body began to tremble non-stop, and he kissed Wu Ming's hair pitifully.

"Okay, let me tell you." Wu Ming finally stopped trembling, but his voice was still so painful, "I am no longer a virgin."

The body of the Pope hugging Wu Ming was slightly stiff, of course he knew it, because he had Wu Ming under Wu Ming's complete reluctance.

Wu Ming's voice was trembling, "When I was locked in the yard, I met a man named Ross, he raped me, no one rescued me, yes, I was just a sinner, Who cares if a sinner is insulted."

Wu Ming laughed at himself, "At that time, I wanted to die. I wrote a letter to the king, but there was no response. At that time, I knew that I was abandoned by everyone. That man was very powerful. I didn't even Knowing his appearance, I didn't even have the strength to resist in front of him. At that time, I thought it didn't matter if I died like this, but you, the Pope, are here."

"You came to rescue me and brought me into the temple. I have always loved you. The moment I saw you again, I realized that death and shame are not worth mentioning before my love. I I want to look at you, even if I look at you humblely in the corner, but that demon refuses to let me go, every time, every time, he sneaks into the temple and rapes me again and again, I am even powerless resistance."

Wu Ming's voice began to weaken. All this was so difficult for him to say, but he still had to peel off the bloody facts, "He said he loves me and forced me to love him, even if I escaped Yu Chenbai still couldn't escape from his side, when he was in the city that never sleeps, he found me again, when a child saw his appearance, all I knew was that he had a pair of dark green eyes..."

The pope hugged Wu Ming's hand tightly.