There were still a few streets away from the church. Nan Qing walked slowly down the street, but there was no one on the street.

There is a scent in the air. Someone has cooked a roasted turkey. It is very fragrant.

Nan Qing slowed down a little, she was hungry.

Er Er: "Go and steal some food?"

Although the behavior of stealing things is very bad, the original owner is like this, so there will be points set up.

"I'm too lazy to steal, and I'm not too hungry. I want God to see that his people are starving and that his light is not shining on the whole world."

At this time, the door of a house opened, and the woman was holding a basin of water and fighting to be poured out.

The woman saw a girl with blond hair wearing simple clothes.

"Oh, beautiful lady, why are you walking alone on this dark street? Your golden hair is so beautiful. I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to my house for dinner."

Women have a particularly good attitude.

Nan Qing was not surprised by such things.

Because after she cleaned up these days, many people were very happy to see her, not because she was clean, but because of her golden hair.

The same hair color as the gods.

There are not many blond people in mainland China. As long as you have blond hair, people will unconsciously like you.

But the original owner's family was ruined because of this blond hair...

People who believe in light like gold, and messengers of darkness hate gold.

The forces of darkness torture and kill blond people just because darkness hates light.

The original owner saw his entire family die tragically with his own eyes. From then on, he made himself dirty, especially his hair, which was so dirty that his true colors could not be seen.

Nan Qing washed her hair. In the past few days, everyone who saw the color of his hair respected her. Such respect did not make Nan Qing happy at all, and even made her feel cold.

Today the Son of God came, and everyone on the street looked at the Son of God, but no one paid attention to her blond hair.

Nowadays, when a person walks on the street, his blond hair is very dazzling.

Nan Qing ignored the woman, lowered her head and left.

The woman was still saying from behind: "Beautiful lady, where are you going at night?"

Nan Qing walked away quickly.

Nan Qing walked two streets and saw a gray cloak drying in a yard. Nan Qing quickly walked away.

He put on his cloak, put on his hat, and pushed all the blond hair from his chest behind him, covering him tightly.

The moon was out, and the moonlight shone on the street and on the roof of the church.

A girl in a cloak sneaked in.

In fact, there was no one guarding the door in the church. She went in and wandered around, acting extremely boldly.

Er Er guided her in her mind.

"The male partner is under the tree in the back, bathing in the moonlight."

Nan Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, what a great opportunity.

The girl in the cloak walked through the long corridors one after another, and went out from the small door. She came out into a courtyard with a big tree in the courtyard.

Under the tree stood a young man wearing a white robe and with blond hair, as delicate and handsome as an angel. He was a god.

Not only her hair is golden, but her eyelashes are also golden.

He closed his eyes, raised his face slightly, and the moonlight shone brightly on him.

Nan Qing slowly approached him and stood beside him.

"Are you really a god?"

Suddenly a girl's voice came to my ears.

If it were other people, they would definitely be frightened, but Soboa just slowly opened his eyes, and he had already noticed that someone was approaching.

Soboa glanced at the girl in front of him.

This person is the girl on the street who doesn't sing the song of the gods seriously.

"What do you want to see me for?"

His eyes were light blue, like flawless gems, but his eyes were empty, as if he had nothing but everything in his eyes.

This is the gaze of the gods.

"I wonder if you are a god?"

"Those who believe think that I am God."

Obviously the girl in front of him didn't believe that he was a god.

This was the first time Soboa met someone who did not believe in the light, but she neither believed in the light nor was she in the darkness.

"Your Highness the Son of God, my name is Felina Alison."

"Miss Alison." Soboa called her calmly and politely.

"My whole family was killed by the darkness."

"Oh, this is very unfortunate news. It makes people feel sad. Miss Alison, please give me my condolences." He still spoke calmly with calm eyes.

"Your Highness, Son of God, can you really feel sadness?"

Soboa said nothing.

Nan Qing took a few steps away from him and said, "I have heard about you countless times from my father and mother since I was a child. The songs I listen to when I sleep every day are the songs of light sung by my mother. Our family's faith is bright.

I also feel that the light will bring us luck."

Soboa didn't understand what she meant by this.

The Son of God stood there quietly.

"We believe in you so much, but the light does not shine into my home. When my home is being slaughtered by darkness, what are you doing, Your Highness, Son of God?"

There was no hidden hatred and complaint in her words.

Soboa looked at her with light blue eyes: "Miss Alison, I'm sorry for what happened to your family. Your parents and your family are honorable people."

"Then what?"

She is aggressive.

Soboa remained unmoved.

God will neither show mercy nor get angry, which is why Nan Qing is so bold.

Nan Qing took a few deep breaths, as if trying to suppress his emotions.

Finally she calmed down and said, "Do you know why my family was killed?"

Soboa: "Is it because you believe in the light?"

"No, there are so many people who believe in light in the world, why are you killing my relatives alone?" Nan Qing took off his cloak and hat, revealing his long blond hair.

There was no fluctuation in Soboa's eyes, but he understood why.

"I have the same hair color as His Highness the Son of God. This hair color is envied by the people, but it is the source of trouble for my family. I am very sad. I don't understand. I see so many people worshiping you on the street today.

You seem to be able to warm and shine on everything, but why don’t I feel your shine?”

"Miss Alison, please stop your thoughts, you will fall into darkness."

"I know, and I don't want to fall into the darkness, but I can't feel the light. Can you help me see the light?"

Soboa felt that the person in front of him was walking on the edge of darkness.

Under the moonlight, the boy's body exuded a trace of golden light.

That is the Holy Light that people long to see.

But Nan Qing was disdainful.

The holy light appeared, and the angels came over one after another.

They put their hands on their chests and bent down to salute: "The noble Son of God of Light."

Soboa didn't look at them.

Soboa looked at the blond girl: "What happened to you is very sad, but I hope you will always believe in the light and not let yourself fall into the darkness, beautiful Miss Philina Alison."

The angels looked at the girl who broke into this place.

Magus said: "My noble Son of God of Light, is this commoner disturbing you? This is not the place she should be. I will take her out."

Magus is a middle-aged man with a slight beard and wearing the white uniform of the temple. His whole person is majestic and indifferent.

Just when Mags was about to pull Nan Qing out.

Nan Qing hurriedly hid behind Soboa and said, "Your Highness, Son of God, please give me a hand and let me see the light again, okay?"
To be continued...