Long Mingyan saw that the person fainted, and he felt even more panicked. He quickly poked his head out of his cloak and looked at the old man who was being held, with apology in his voice: "He is okay, I was sorry just now, I didn't mean it." He was really shocked, and he thought of his hidden identity. He was furious and breathed fire when he was anxious. Unexpectedly, the little flame just sprayed on his white beard.

Oreo hugged the fat cub and stared at the old man with an ordinary face. His silver eyes were slightly closed. He could not feel the aura of this old man, but since he could see through the succubus' eyes, his strength would definitely not be lower than the fourth level. Could it be that this old man had already practiced to the forbidden demon field, so he could not sense his magic fluctuations.

Humans are really a terrible race. Although their lifespan is not high, their talents are discouraged by all races. Oreo touched the head of the fat cub and thought it would be better not to confront him head-on.

Carlo also thought of this. He frowned slightly at the fainting old man, his expression even more cold and hard to approach.

The Czech Republic took a step forward and took the initiative to support the old man. His blue eyes were full of apology: "Our cub is ignorant. When the old man wakes up, we will compensate him."

Segg muttered, "Can't you compensate for a fake beard?"

"Of course not, our Archbishop's beard is really bearded." The little priest said angrily. He looked at the pitiful wisp of beard on the Archbishop's chin and sighed sadly: "Is this possible? The Archbishop particularly likes his beard and spends half an hour every morning to take care of it."

Long Ming felt even more guilty when he heard this. He was about to say something, but suddenly he remembered the archbishop in the mouth of the child. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at the old man in surprise.

"Is he the Archbishop of the West District invited by Priest Allen?"

"Yes, I am also a little priest, and my name is Adam." Adam is extremely proud: "I am thirteen years old this year, and I have graduated from the Seminary of Light. I am good at healing and praying in the Department of Light."

"Then why didn't he wear red clothes?" Long Ming thought that the Archbishop of the Chronicle must be an old man with a tall figure, a very serious expression, wearing a red robe and a staff on his hands. He didn't expect that he would wear so simple and simple, with white hair, just like an ordinary old man.

"This matter is a long story." The little priest scratched his hair, looked at the archbishop, and sighed again: "Because of a mistake, we spent the night under the big tree outside. The bishop covered his outer robe on his body, and ended up sleeping until midnight and being taken away by the large night owl. After all, his robe was particularly conspicuous."

This is really a bit worse. Long Ming feels that the Archbishop in the Cardinal invited by Allen is very unlucky.

After hearing this, Seger couldn't help asking: "Didn't you really invite the wrong person to ask the Priest Alan to invite him over?" It doesn't seem reliable at all. Can it really purify the demonic energy of the abyss?

The little priest glanced at Seg with dissatisfaction and said seriously: "You should believe in the Archbishop. When he was young, he killed one of the legs of the mistress Rose, the dark elf of the underground drow."

After hearing this, Seger immediately exclaimed: "Wow, that's really an amazing achievement."

He looked around and felt that he was not good at judging people by his appearance, and his tone was a little better: "We are good friends of Priest Alan, so why not go back together. Just as the song and dance have been finished, the church should have prepared lunch."

"Yes." The little priest nodded: "We are rushing all the way and need a rest."

Immediately, the few people were about to leave.

"Are you leaving?" Long Ming turned his head to look at him when he heard the voice of the little boy behind him.

"Yes." He took out honey candy from his little cape and said with a smile: "I have a gift for you, and you can open your hands."

Will opened his hand and saw a few beautifully colored candies falling from it.

"Satoye is very fun, goodbye, Will." Long Ming waved to the little boy and said goodbye to him.

"I will bless you." Will's voice came from behind. Long Ming turned his head and saw the little boy smiling happily, and couldn't help but feel happy.

"...Dongdong..." The flower drum sounded beside them, and the city lord guards were divided into two groups. Long Ming held his claws and looked at the pale and gloomy young city lord, and slowly walked past them.

The city lord suddenly turned his head and looked ahead, then quickly looked.

He looked quite handsome. Long Ming tried hard to distinguish it. Flower juice was outlined by flower juice near the lord's ears and neck, which formed a huge contrast with his pale face. The brighter and more dazzling the color of the flower vines, the more pale the face of the city lord was reflected as pale as paper, as if transparent, only a pair of dark brown eyes were as bright as amazing, and terrible flames were burning inside.

Could it be that he really fell in love with the Goddess of Life? Long Ming looked at the back of the city lord as he left far away and thought. According to the city people, the lord is the person who believes in the goddess of the most, and his power of faith should also be the strongest. Now, the light of the Goddess of Life is dim. Does it also indirectly indicate that the lord's belief in the Goddess of Life is no longer pure, and even polluted the light of the Goddess of Life is because of the powerful power of faith?

However, seeing as the city lord is not very old, how did he go from the most faithful believer to the despicable god in just a few years? Will the abyss demonic energy in the pool have something to do with him? Will he be tempted by a bad person...

Long Ming lay on Oreo's shoulder, feeling that Satoye's lord had many secrets. He looked at it for a while and then looked at the archbishop in front. Well, when the old man woke up, he would like to apologize to him.

As the sacrifices and dances ended, the gathering crowds also scattered. Long Ming and his team followed the route back, and soon they scattered with the people of Satoye and came to the church of Light stationed in front of the parting of Satoye.

Seger pushed open the door and breathed a sigh of relief: "Come in quickly."

"Ah, adjutant, come here." As soon as he saw the adjutant, Seger quickly waved to someone to come.

"Mr. Seg, is there anything wrong? Today the bishop is coming, and our cleaning has not been completed." The adjutant brought a group of subordinates to the noble and asked.

Seger smiled mysteriously, moved his body away, exposed the little priest and archbishop behind him, and reached out to introduce: "Don't be busy, the archbishop has come."

The adjutant widened his eyes and looked at the coma of the old man with only one strand of beard left and gray on his face, shocked to speak.

It took a long time to find their kind and kind appearance in their memory and compare it with the old man in front of them.

I found that except for the white beard, it was exactly the same.

"...What's wrong with him, Lord Bishop?" the adjutant asked in a trembling voice, the rag in his hand fell to the ground.

"Cough, there was a little accident. My beard was burned out, but don't worry, I will compensate him with a fake beard." Seger glanced at the fat baby's expression of guilt, and felt a little funny. The little eyebrows were almost frowning together. The baby's fat little face was hidden under the collar of the cape, and only a pair of golden eyes were exposed to look at him nervously.

It's cute and pitiful, so why can't people bear to blame him?

The adjutant gasped and quickly called his subordinates to carry the Archbishop to their side. Even Seger couldn't care: "I'll take the Archbishop to rest and report it to Master Allen by the way."

After saying that, he hurriedly left.

Seger touched his nose, and Carlo stood beside him and looked at him.

"What do I do?" Seg took out the fan and shook it, feeling so comfortable.

Carlo felt that there was still one among humans who could enjoy it.

"Let's go, have a meal." Seger felt so distressed when he saw Carlo, and hurriedly walked in.

Seeing that there was no one else around, the Czech said to Carlo: "I didn't notice the magic fluctuations of the old man just now. It is very likely that he was a ninth-level ** master."

After hearing this, Carlo's face, which had never been expressionless, showed a look of surprise, which flew in a flash.

The ninth level can enter the realm of the demigods. In terms of strength, it is probably only half apart from the Pope of Light.

It was just the abyss demonic energy of a small town that could actually lure the ninth-level ** master over there. Carlo felt that this was not that simple.

"Let's just stop moving for the time being." The Czech Republic said his thoughts: "I believe that humans will not want to go to war with us, but we still have to pay close attention to the cubs."

"Yeah." Carlo responded.

Oreo found that the fat little cub had not moved for so long, so he turned his head and looked at him.

Perhaps because the sun was just right today, the little guy was lying on his shoulder again. The hot and brilliant sunlight just sprinkled on his little cape. His body was warm, his eyelids drooped, half covering his golden eyes, and a faint snoring sound in his throat, as if he was about to be sleepy by the sunlight.

Oreo looked down at the dragon's tail that gradually stopped shaking, and whispered lightly at the two people in front.

The little guy was so sun-drenched that he was about to go to bed.

"I also liked to bask in the sun when I was a child." Carlo said in a low voice for some reason.

The Czech glanced at him but didn't understand what he wanted to say.

"The little fat boy looks very much like me." Carlo said with a face sagging, feeling complacent.

Czech twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling that Carlo had a bit big for his filter.

When he returned to the house, Oreo put the little guy on the bed and found that he was completely asleep. He lay on the bed, sleeping with his back and forth, his belly gently undulating with his breathing, and his little tail was not shook.

Gru walked over with a plate of sweet soup, scratched his head, a little regretful: "I thought the good boy would go to bed in the afternoon."

He specially prepared sweet soup at noon this day to make the little one happy.

"The dragon clan cubs sleep for a long time. When they get older, they can sleep all day." The Czech Republic explained that their dragon clan was just a little more active and active when they were young. The older they were, the less they wanted to move. Even if they slept for a few years, they were just a nap time.

Carlo adjusted his cub's sleepiness and handed a ruby ​​to the little guy's hand, covering him with a thin quilt.

"Okay, let's have a meal." Gru put the sweet soup on the table.

Oreo sat in, and for some reason he suddenly looked up and looked out the window. Czech and Carlo also looked over. A black crow hovered in the sky and could not enter the church.

"It's Moko's black crow." Carlo had a good memory and could see at a glance that the crow's obvious scarlet eyes were raised by the black wizard in Sunset City to guard the house on a big tree outside.

"It seems to be looking for you." The Czech looked at the mermaid: "Do you need my help to get the crow down?"

"Thank you then." Oreo nodded.

The Czech picked up the staff in his hand and pointed it at the black crow a little.

A green light flashed by, and the black crow flew towards them involuntarily, wrapped in a layer of green light, broke through the protective spell and landed in front of Oreo's window.

The crow stood still unsteadily, looked at Oreo with red eyes, opened his mouth, and it was the hoarse and old voice of the wizard Moke.

"Oreo, you are so stupid... um"

Oreo pinched the crow's beak at the right time, leaned slightly and looked down at the "passing microphone". His silver eyes were slightly bent, his smile was faint, and he said in a gentle voice: "You can't speak slander in front of the cub, otherwise you will cause harm to the children. Do you think it's, Mo Ke's great wizard."

"Um..." The crow flapped his wings in discomfort. Seeing the serious gazes of the two parents beside him, he nodded stiffly.

Oreo then let go of his hand.

The crow's hoarse and sarcastic voice came: "Oreo, I think you are raising cubs and raising them crazy. You blatantly ran to Satoye. You forgot that your list is still in the Assassin's Guild. If I hadn't disguised the traces for you, you would have been discovered long ago."

"You are not grateful to me yet."

Oreo touched the crow's feathers and said nothing.

"Your curse is going to go to the elves to solve it. It just so happened that my potion lacks a drop of water from the Well of Eternity. Please bring me a drop." The crow said indifferently, raised his chest and walked a few steps, staring at the mermaid with scarlet eyes: "Gaga, what do you think?"

Oreo finally spoke, and slowly answered it: "I don't think you're awake yet." After that, he waved his hand and sent the crow to the protective cover. A burst of black smoke suddenly thrust out of the crow's body.

"Oreo, wait for me, I will curse you to death now."

Oreo didn't even raise his eyelids and was about to close the window.

The Czech looked at the surprisingly angry black crow, thought for a while, and waved his staff to send it out.

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