The daily life of the villain and the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

"My lord Pope."

"Good morning, Your Holiness the Pope."

"Good morning." Le Rong walked through the solemn temple with a smile and came to the prayer room as usual.

After finishing the routine morning class, he stared at the familiar face on the statue and sighed slightly.

This statue was carved by the most famous sculptor after he personally drew a picture according to the appearance of the master, but after so many years, even if he saw it every day, the image in the memory of the master began to become blurred.

Since the master left 30 years ago, he has lost contact with the master. It has been so long that sometimes he wonders if meeting the master is just a dream of his own.

He is more than 50 years old this year, but under the blessing of his master, he still maintains a young appearance as if he is in his 20s, without showing his age.

The delicate youthful spirit of his youth has been baptized by the years into an elegant temperament. Compared with his beauty, when it comes to the easy-to-teach Pope, the outside world praises his calm demeanor and heart-wrenching personality charm.

Although, in the eyes of others, he already has the top rights and status in the world, and has experienced countless temptations and crises, but in the past 30 years, Le Rong has never forgotten what he wants.

He has been dedicated to guarding the sect for so many years, and he has witnessed step by step that the master's hard work is thriving under his own management. Those crazy powers are nothing but suffering in his eyes.

"My lord, when are you going to pick me up?" Le Rong murmured.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"My lord, are you inside?" A gentle young voice came from behind the door.

A gleam of warmth flashed in Le Rong's eyes, and he said, "Come in, Su An."

A handsome young man with short black hair opened the door and walked in. He was wearing a priest's uniform with white background and golden embellishments. His every move was elegant and restrained. The only thing that was not harmonious was the pair of eyes with dark green vertical pupils.

But the reptile-like eyes, under the young man's dignified temperament, do not look scary, but have a strange sense of beauty.

Le Rong turned around, looked at this young man who was adopted by his master and became very outstanding under his own education, with a gentle smile on his lips, "Su An, you have been an official priest for more than ten years, right?"

"15 years, His Excellency the Pope." Su An said softly. He still thinks that this is the best coming-of-age ceremony he has ever received.

"It's been 15 years." Le Rong said suddenly with distant eyes, "Then, from today onwards, you will be the new pope."

"Ah?" Su An almost thought he heard it wrong, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, stared blankly at Le Rong, and stammered: "You, are you joking with me?"

"No." Le Rong kept a smile on his face, and it was the first time he saw such a playful expression on his adoptive son's face, "I'm tired of work and want to retire, it's that simple."

Le Rong patted Su An on the shoulder, and said with a relieved face: "I will leave this burden to you, but please don't let the Lord God down."

After finishing speaking, he took off the ribbon, crown and various bits and pieces that represented his identity one by one, and put them on Su An's body, feeling extremely relaxed in an instant.

Wearing a simple white robe, he walked out of the temple and strolled leisurely in the bustling market.

After the evil gods disappeared, Blue Star entered a period of rapid development. The original isolation wall was dismantled, and people were no longer trapped in a small country. Almost everyone devoted themselves to the upsurge of "land reclamation".

People re-entered the city that had been reborn from weeds, cleaned out the abandoned stations and airports, and couldn't wait to escape from the cage and return to the vast world.

After decades of construction and development, today's world has changed drastically, and it has returned to the heyday of hundreds of years ago.

With a proud smile on his face, Le Rong looked at the smiling faces of people coming and going on the street. Only he knew that all of this was due to the master.

His god is the real savior of this world.

"Le Rong."

Suddenly, a familiar voice appeared in Le Rong's ear.

"Master?" Le Rong froze in place, and said in disbelief.

"it's me."

The white-haired and black-clothed god reappeared before Le Rong's eyes, just like the scene in his dreams countless times.

"I'm here to pick you up." There was a gentle smile on the face of the god, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

For a moment, Le Rong burst into tears.

He suddenly remembered that many years ago, in his nightmare, his gods appeared suddenly like this, protecting him forever, and bringing him salvation again and again.

His lord god never lied to him.

The handsome young man with long black hair wiped away his tears with his sleeves, and a bright smile appeared on his face, just like the boy back then.

He stretched out his hand and bravely grabbed Su Yi's...sleeve.

There were still tears in Le Rong's eyes, which looked like broken diamonds and stars under the sunlight.

"This time, don't abandon me again." He had had enough of waiting, and this time, he would never let go no matter what.

"Yeah." Su Yi's heart softened instantly, and he touched his head. The young man's long hair had been left to his waist, but it was as smooth as ever.

One black and one white figure stepped into the void, leaving no trace.