flower and big devil

Luo Xiu, who had changed his clothes, was told that he could go back to the common room to save his image before dinner. The black-haired young man seemed unwilling or interested in doing so, but in Uzrock Under the gaze of the smiling man, the hairy man finally compromised. After bowing in a proper manner, he turned and left Lord Cardinal's office with a sullen face.

That expression, as if someone insisted on making him go to the frying pan again.

Luo Xiu gently closed the heavy door with a sense of history—from what Maria said, when Uzrock rebuilt this old church into today's Buddha Gate, he retained many of the original buildings. Things, including the old-looking armor in the corridor... Oh yes, those exquisite paintings that Luo Xiu saw before were also drawn by Mr. Uzrok in his spare time after he arrived here.

Lord Uzrock.

Lord Uzrock...

Lord Uzrok is everywhere!

Luo Xiu stood at the door and waited for a while, listening attentively, but he didn't hear any sound coming from the room... Sighing, the black-haired young man felt that there was only a lump of pulp left in his head. Confused, so he turned around step by step, pouted his itchy and painful buttocks groped by the soft fabric, and left this depressing corridor...

And this moment.

What Luo Xiu didn't know was that as soon as he walked away, the man in the office who had been sitting motionless behind the desk finally made a movement—as if those strange-colored pupils could see through the It was as if one could clearly see what was outside through the heavy door. When Luo Xiu left Uzrock's office door, the man stood up almost at the same time——

The warm smile on his face disappeared, and when the man was expressionless, he would show a natural indifference and arrogance. He came to the bedside, raised his gloved hand and waved it, next Seconds only heard a "swish", and the curtains that he had pulled down by himself were suddenly pulled open, and the warm sunlight poured in instantly, accompanied by the sound of "cuckoo" pigeons and The sound of birds flapping their wings...

"Is it interesting to listen to the corner?"

Uzrock looked down at the pigeon with a shocked face standing on his window sill. The man's voice sounded deep and magnetic, and it sounded like there was a hint of danger that was almost imperceptible... At this moment , the man's blood-red pupil became darker and darker under the irradiance of his eyes, and in the process of passing, he could only see the occasional flash of strange light from that strange-colored eye.

The man's gaze was calm. Under such gaze, the figure of the pigeon standing on the windowsill became more rigid like a statue.

a long time.

The man stretched out his gloved hand and flicked the pigeon's head lightly: "Don't get into the same perverted hobby as the other old guy, it will make me doubt my position on you at that time." Nothing went wrong."

Hearing this, the pigeon's black eyes like mung beans flickered, and then it seemed to express its dissatisfaction with the man's words. The emerald earrings of the man spit out on the man's window sill—the emerald jadeite inlaid on the precious metal has a moist luster, faintly glows with fluorescence, and the transparency is also very good. It seems that it just came from the ear of some noble woman. It was snatched abruptly...

Otherwise, the ear acupuncture should not be covered with blood.

As if he had already understood the bad taste of the pigeon in front of him, Uzrock chuckled, but the smile did not reach the deep eyes of the man. He went to pick up the earrings, but at this moment, the pigeon had quick eyes and claws, stretched its neck and put the pair of earrings back into the bird's beak before the man—

Uzrock was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face was slightly reduced. When he looked at the pigeon, he found that the latter was bravely staring at him with a pair of little mung bean eyes——

Uzrock: "..."

From those mung bean eyes, the man could see that the pigeon meant: just to show you, don't move.

Such a beautiful green color was recalled in Uzrock's mind, and it suddenly occurred to him that the person who can match this kind of gemstone from the East should be the black-haired young man with the same oriental blood... the black hair is black. Her eyes, paired with such emerald gemstones, should indeed have a good effect.

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of the man's lips became clearer. He stretched out his hand, poked the pigeon, and said lightly, "You have good eyesight, son."

The pigeon looked very proud, but the man's next words made it return to the original stiff bird statue——

"It's your own business if you want to do little favors to Alice, and you can still be forgiven for chasing after his ass like a fool like a shit, but should I remind you, son, The rights you have can only stop here - thanks to you, Alice got a weapon outside my jurisdiction... It was an accident that was not planned by me, I am surprised that you already have the power to create dreams Ability, now son, can you tell me, in the dream, you pretended to be me, and did something excessive to our cute little cat Alice?"

Pigeon:"………………………………"

Uzrock: "I can imagine, did you use your beak to kiss his lips?"

Pigeon:"………………………………"

Uzrock: "Did you still use your claws to tear his clothes?"

Pigeon:"………………………………"

Uzrock: "When the angry kitty finally couldn't bear it and stretched out his sharp claws hidden under the pads, did you scratch his face with your feathers after being resisted?"

Pigeon:"………………………………"

Every time Uzrok said a word, his eyes were always looking at the shocked bird in front of him. Seeing its ridiculous bird face, he became more and more shocked, and even the black pupils gradually flickered and turned into blood. Red, the man paused for a moment, and changed his previous tone of speaking with a slightly dangerous smile into a lighter tone: "Anyway, thanks to you, Alice stepped into Buddha Luomen in less than a short time. Within five hours, he had easily obtained his weapon."

"Goo."

"Whether you like it or not, that dream will become his revelation—come in now and tell me in detail how you pretended to be me."

The pigeon lightly "cooed" twice and flapped its wings, but at this moment, Uzrok turned and left the window—the pigeon tilted its head, and after hesitating for more than ten seconds, it also jumped into the window. At the same time, it opened its beak and made a continuous sound as if it was really talking.

Uzrock listened, but didn't react too much, until the man heard the pigeon say "Alice chose a middle-aged man and then the middle-aged man turned into a black pigeon, and finally Alice used the pigeon in his hand The weapon cut off his head cleanly and neatly." At the scene of the bridge, the expression on his face paused slightly, revealing a thoughtful expression.

After a few minutes.

Mr. Pigeon stood on the back chair of the chair behind Uzrock's desk, watching the man motionlessly as he took out a pair of human pants from his bedroom. Pigeon had seen these pants before. At least an hour ago, it was still fully worn on the dark-haired young man.

Now it was carried in Uzrock's hand.

The pigeon flapped its wings nervously.

Uzrock squinted at it with great interest, and after seeing enough excitement, he said slowly in a lazy voice, "I didn't touch him."

The pigeon obediently squatted back.

"Just looking for an opportunity to recover his weapon."

Uzrok said calmly, while stretching out his ungloved hand, he put it into the pair of jeans that the black-haired young man had replaced, and took a look. After a while, the expression on his face suddenly changed. Suddenly, showing a hint of doubt, the man frowned slightly, and took his hand out of the pocket of his jeans. In the next second, the man just tapped the pocket lightly with his hand, only to hear a "tear" sound of the fabric tearing. With a loud sound, the sturdy jeans instantly turned into strands of shreds.

Strips of cloth slowly fell on the gorgeous retro heavy carpet, but nothing else fell out of the jeans.

that thing...

was taken away by him.

Standing in the middle of the office, the face of the tall and handsome man, who seemed lazy one second, suddenly sank. At the same time, the air pressure in the room instantly fell into a state of low pressure... After the man made Before any action, the pigeon that was squatting on the back of his seat had already flapped its wings and flew out of the open window——

Uzrock lowered his head and looked at the fragments of jeans fabric scattered around him. Finally, after a while, the gloomy face recovered the elegant and approachable appearance in the eyes of everyone. The man walked to the door with steady steps. He gently pulled one of the whole row of bells hanging on the wall... About 3 minutes later, there was a sound of running in the corridor outside the door, and the door of the Bishop's office was opened by someone. There was a knock outside, and after the man inside answered "Come in" in a low voice, the door was pushed open, and Sister Maria's cute, red face poked in: "Lord Uzrock, you Do you have any orders?"

At this moment, the man who had already sat back at the desk and closed his eyes to rest his mind lazily raised his eyelids, his eyes no longer had the coldness of a few minutes ago, and he showed a smile that instantly suffocated the girl in front of him , said in a gentle voice: "Please, lovely Maria, I accidentally spilled ink on my carpet just now."

"Okay, Lord Uzrock."

"By the way, Maria, I heard that Mr. Rendell knows a little about clock repairing. It happens that the big clock behind the auditorium always seems to be more than ten seconds behind. After dinner tonight, can I ask him to go there and have a look? What about a glance?"

"Rendell?" Maria, who was picking up the pieces of jeans on the floor, raised her head. From her angle, she could easily see the perfectly curved chin of the man sitting behind the desk. She was slightly stunned, and finally put the name It corresponds to a man who always sits in a corner, quietly flipping through a book on his lap.

The lovely nun laughed: "I didn't know that Mr. Rendell still has this ability, Lord Uzrok, it's really ashamed, I am the one who stays with them for a longer time every day, but in the end I You don't know them yet."

"Ah, it's nothing." Uzrock said with a smile, "I always pay attention to some people with special roles."