Mie Shiwen's male protagonist can read minds [Quick Transmigration]

The roads in the palace are mixed, but several main roads are smooth and clear, especially the main road leading directly to the church in the middle of the palace, which was carefully cleaned and dressed by the maids sent by the old king.

For the maids, even if they could not enter the church according to their status, it would be great if they could do something for the gods they worshiped.

When the people secretly sent by the third prince returned to the tree, there was no one there.

The faces of these people are very ugly. In order to be close to the cleanest race elves, many trees with a height of several meters are deliberately planted in the palace. The evergreen trees in all seasons are usually a soothing scenery, but this time it becomes It's an eyesore.

And now there is no time to look for them one by one. It would be bad for the Pope to notice the existence of the other party.

Someone lowered his voice and said in dissatisfaction: "He is obviously a lowly guy, but he dares to appear in front of the Pope?!"

If that guy showed his face, wouldn't he shame the entire Noyce Kingdom!

The voices of complaining and echoing sounded one after another, and several people looked around a few times, suppressing their anger and scattered around to search.

Behind them, Theodore jumped down from the tree lightly, and there were many people coming and going, but no one could see such a living person.

Theodore stared at the lingering black air around his fingertips, and smiled mockingly. The smile on his handsome and extraordinary face made people feel inexplicably cold.

Even if this royal palace was cleaned up by the white light spots all over the sky yesterday, the malice in people's hearts can never be removed.

This palace is always the dirtiest place.

The third prince Sam and his party stopped outside the church, and only the pope stepped in.

Sam watched the door of the church closing slowly in front of his eyes, and couldn't help but lose his mind.

The clothes on the pope's body were white and gorgeous, clean but also represented a distinguished status different from ordinary people, the door was closed, and the shadows that were pulled down seemed to swallow up the whiteness of that body.

Sam couldn't help having an absurd illusion.

It seems that this indifferent lord Pope stepped into the bottomless abyss instead of stepping into the bright church representing hope.

Sam hastily withdrew his gaze, and out of an urge to forget this absurd illusion, he turned to the person behind him and asked, "Where's that guy? Did you find it?"

The attendant behind him shook his head palely, and Sam gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Look again!"

Duo Yao listened to the commotion outside, lowered her long eyelashes and raised them again, facing the tall statue in the church.

The statue in the middle of the church stands in a posture of pity for the world, with a vague face looking down at every human being who comes to worship, the feeling of pity for the world is full in a certain way.

It looks at the person standing below.

And when Duo Yao raised his head, his indifferent and cold eyes flickered lightly, and the magnificence burst out in an instant was even more dazzling than the ethereal sense of holiness on the statue.

The god in front of him seems to be real, but the soul under the pope's skin is the supreme existence slowly descending from the clouds, which cannot be touched.

A sense of confusion and upside-down is enough to make those who see it tremble. Compared with the collision of falsehood and reality, the unparalleled elegance in the soul of the standing being is the direct cause of panic.

The scene in front of him made Theodore's breath stagnant for a moment, and his eyes became dark.

"It's really him."

Thoughts that were almost like sighs spread in his heart little by little, hatred and satisfaction were entangled, filling that cold heart, all kinds of complicated emotions finally turned into a pair of black eyes that became colder and colder.

For ordinary people, the scene just now hit the soul directly, but for Theodore, it was enough to shake the entire soul.

The world of black and white has not yet been switched, and the appearance of dots of black awns is the reality of the world in his eyes. In this reality, all the beautiful scenery is empty talk.

But there is such a person.

In the world of black and white, there is light on his body.

Light as a fluorescent fire, it easily lit up the center of the pupils, and the black dots that were born like stars turned into embellishments, making the eyes even more fluorescent.

Theodore's eyes were aching, and he stared at it for a long time. The thick eyelashes had not been covered for a long time to relieve fatigue, and the bloodshot eyeballs gradually turned scarlet.

There was only paranoia in the red eyes.

The pope in the middle of the church turned his head to the side, his eyes flickering slightly, his face was not bright, his temperament was dignified and indifferent, his eyes were so clear looking at the young man who appeared on top of the statue who didn't know when.

The church is sealed, and there is no place to enter except the main entrance. The young man is like a ghost, not only entering, but also stepping on the statue of the god without hesitation.

Duo Yao frowned, showing strong anger like the real Pope, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?!"

It's a pity that there is no fluctuation in a pair of clear and indifferent eyes.

Theodore finally blinked, the more intense scarlet color faded a bit, but it was still a bit dazzling in the whites of his eyes.

He laughed wantonly, like a high-spirited young man, his already handsome face was extremely colorful, compared with the blurred face of the god beside him, his lively temperament was incomparably more eye-catching.

Seeing this, Duo Yao was slightly taken aback.

【Speaking of which, the outside world doesn't even know about Theodore's existence? 】

With a sudden change in her mind, Duo Yao's long eyelashes lightly fanned her beautiful eyes, but she took a step back very quickly.

The boy, who was hit by the sudden heat, rushed to nothing, but played with the dagger in his hand indifferently, and the smile that never faded looked a little more cold at this moment.

The material is extraordinary and well-made, and the edge of the dagger is still shining with a cold light, and it is flying flexibly on Theodore's pale right hand.

If it weren't for the sudden attack just now, the scene in front of him would be quite pleasing to the eye.

Duo Yao looked up: "You want to kill me?"

The voice is thick and heavy like that of the pope, but the tone is cold.

From it, Theodore seemed to be able to hear the clear and clear timbre that belonged exclusively to the other party. It flowed down the mountain like an ice spring, hitting Lingling's cool music.

With that in mind, the tone of voice matched perfectly.

The young man squinted his eyes happily, casually played with the dagger in his hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, I told you."

He said that when we meet next time, we will definitely kill each other.

The other party came to his world again and again, and then turned and left without a trace.

That being the case, killing the other party with his own hands is better than letting the madness in the black hole in his heart get out of control.

At that time, he himself didn't know what he would do.

Duo Yao raised his eyes, his slender eyelashes fluttered, revealing his extremely clear and quiet eyes. He looked at the young man in front of him who was full of anger, and his behavior was full of angry complaints for a long time before he said slowly: " When did you tell me?"

The flying dagger in Theodore's hand stopped suddenly, and the smile disappeared little by little.

The author has something to say:

I finally got a cold and a fever due to this moody, ghostly weather with three or four weathers a day, which is very inexplicable!

The timelines of the two are different, for a detailed explanation, please turn to the previous chapter and comment.