The blond girl came back again, broke into his room, and sat on his white bed.
Shenzi had just washed up and was still wet with moisture. He didn't have too many expressions on the girl who barged into his room without courtesy. He just said lightly, "Miss Alison, it's time to rest now. I need to
Now that you have rest, you can go back."
"Going back to where?"
Soboa looked at her calmly and said nothing.
The blond girl lay directly on his bed, her slender waist showed a charming arc, and she hugged his soft quilt.
"O Son of God of the Great Temple of Light, your people have no home and no place to go back to. Can you bear to see a young and beautiful girl like me living on the streets?"
"I'll ask the divine messenger to arrange a place for you."
"Great Son of God, your people are still hungry."
"The angel will arrange dinner for you. I wish Miss Alison a pleasant meal in advance." After saying that, he went out to inform the angel.
Nan Qing thought of the men he had seen not long ago. They were wearing the uniforms of the Temple of Light, but they were all pedantic. They were God's most loyal believers.
Nan Qing stood up and stopped him, "The envoy doesn't like me."
"Miss Alison, I don't think most people will like you for your behavior like this," Soboa said.
The appearance of the young man in front of her was so perfect. If she hadn't been so good at concentration, she would have fallen into his light blue eyes at a glance.
"Your Highness the Son of God, I am really curious, will you be angry? Oh, I have offended you so many times today, why can you still maintain such a calm expression when talking to me? Aren't you going to be angry?"
"There is nothing to be angry about. God is forgiving."
Nan Qing rolled his eyes: "Then you are so generous."
Soboa: "Miss Philina Alison, if you want to stay, then I will ask the angel to arrange accommodation and dinner for you."
"You don't have to call them, and you don't have to bother preparing a place for me to sleep. I can just make do in your room. There are fruits on the table. I can just eat the fruits."
"..."
The girl was arrogant and relied on God not to get angry. God's heart is tolerant. She challenged his bottom line again and again.
Soboa left the door open and could leave at any time if she wanted to.
He walked around the girl eating fruit at the table and came to the bed.
Soboa smoothed out the quilt and lay down to rest.
Er Er: "What are you planning to do these days?"
"Press about him, he's already so cold, so I'm the only one who can warm him up."
Nan Qing ate the fruit with big mouthfuls. She didn't know what kind of fruit it was. It was sweet, crisp and moist. There was a plate on the table, and she ate half of the plate before she was full.
After walking around the streets for a day during the day, Nan Qing was also tired. Now that he was full, he felt even sleepier.
Nan Qing put two chairs together to sleep on.
There were two breathing sounds in the room.
In the darkness, Soboa opened his eyes, blinked his golden eyelashes twice, and then he closed his eyes again and rested.
The sun shines in through the window and shines on the girl's golden hair.
Nan Qing woke up with the sun dazzling his eyes. When he woke up, he found that no one was in the house and Soboa was missing.
The quilt on the bed Soboa slept on was neatly pulled flat. Does he have obsessive-compulsive disorder?
Soboa will stay in the town during this time.
When the Son of God came, all the people in the surrounding towns came here to see him. Every day, outside the church, the church was full of believers worshiping.
When the sun shone on the entire church building, the people sang the song of the God of Light.
"My great God of Light, may the light shine on the earth..."
The Son of God, wearing a white robe embroidered with gold thread patterns, walked through the corridor.
The voices of the people singing became even more passionate.
Many people have only heard of the Son of God in their lives and have never seen him.
Some people even cried with joy on the spot.
"Oh, His Highness the Son of God, this is His Highness the Son of God. My Mu De is worthy of my life, the great God of Light."
"Great God of Light, I am your lifelong believer."
After the song of the God of Light was finished, a divine messenger spread the culture of light to the people.
The people opened their eyes and ears and listened with joy.
When the God's envoy said that in a few days, he would select children with a predestined relationship with God to study at Guangming Academy and become the spreaders of the faith of the God of Light in the future.
Magus: "The Divine Academy is holy. Those who go to the Divine Academy must be between fifteen and twenty years old."
People over this age suddenly lose their eyesight.
Not everyone can have a predestined relationship with God, at least they don't pass the first hurdle in terms of age.
People with age-appropriate children were excited.
A man said excitedly: "Lord Magus, I, I mean, oh, I have a child, he is smart and brave, he believes in light, and his dream is to go to the Temple of Light and become a student of light. May I ask if he has a child?"
Any chance?"
Magus: "It is not us who have the final say in selecting students. Our great God of Light, the Holy Light, has the final say. His Highness the Son of God Soboa watches the Holy Light choose the destined child."
Nan Qing heard the sound in front of him from a distance.
She also saw Soboa standing in the sun, the golden light shining even brighter on his hair.
God, is he listening to the voices of the people?
"Mr. Soboa, may I call you that?"
Soboa turned his head and looked at her: "Of course, as long as Miss Alison likes it."
"Mr. Soboa, are you listening to the voices of the people? But standing here and listening, you can only hear one side. Do you understand the other side of the world?"
