Chapter 1530 Just Take a Bite [17]

The little bat said aggrievedly: "Your Majesty is the Pope of the temple. The temple is sacred and benevolent, and the believers are pious and kind. You can reach out to help those suffering people, why can't you help me? Could it be... Is it because of me? Is it a blood race? Is that why you are so cruel, Your Majesty?"

Shen Wanqing's accusation caught the Pope a little off guard. Someone once cried in front of him and told about the suffering he had encountered, and he was able to gently enlighten others with kindness.

but……

heartless?

The Pope, who has never been said to be cruel, is a little confused at the moment. This is the first time that the Pope has been wronged and accused in so many years. The Pope, who has always been admired and worshiped, has encountered this situation. Suddenly, I don't know how to deal with it.

He slightly opened his thin lips like flower petals, the color of his lips was light crimson, but he pursed his lips again, losing a bit of blood color.

Under the crown of the Pope, with long eyelashes drooping slightly, with a beautiful face, he said slightly: "No...it's not..."

The pope said in a low voice: "It's not because you are a blood race, it's just that our status is not suitable for this." If someone finds out, you will be in trouble.

"It's not suitable for this, which one is not suitable?" The old hooligan would subconsciously retort when he caught a chance to take advantage of a sentence.

His Majesty the Pope was stunned when he heard the words, the light brown pupils of the other party were extremely pure, and those dazed expressions seemed extremely innocent, he didn't understand what Shen Wanqing meant by saying this.

The other party's hand on the piano case slowly hung down, and the snow-white and soft teaching robe hung on the arm, slowly covering the white wrist.

Crystal pursed her crimson lips slightly, drooped her long eyelashes, brushed the mole at the end of her eyes, and said softly, "I can't let you suck blood."

His voice was flat, no different from before, clear and distant.

Shen Wanqing blinked slightly, and understood why the other party didn't understand what she said.

The reason why the Pope can become the Pope of the Temple is because he has the energy of light.

Having pure light energy is the most important point, and if you want to have the purest light energy, you must first of all have no distracting thoughts in your heart, be pure and clean, just like a piece of white paper that has not been dyed with any color.

A person as pure and clean as Crystal probably has nothing in his heart except prayer books.

She drooped her little head emotionally, and her little wings drooped. The whole little bat looked sick, even sicker than Crystal.

"That's how it turned out, I'll just stay here with His Majesty the whole time..."

Hearing this, the pope's pupils shone slightly, his long light-colored eyelashes drooped slightly, and his beautiful petal-like lips fluttered slightly. He hesitated to speak and looked at the little bat on the table.

But I only heard the little bat slowly say: "Your Majesty, don't dislike me. I haven't eaten for a long time. Even if Your Majesty despises me, it's fine. I will die soon. Soon...it won't exceed Three days, if Your Majesty can't bear it, you can hand me over to the apostles outside right now, I...I'm fine..."

The little bat's voice was low, the girl's soft voice was low and hoarse, it sounded pitiful and distressing.

The snow-white fingertips under the Pope's crown stopped, and he turned his face slightly, his beautiful face fainted by the candlelight, holy and clean.

"Dead?" His lips moved slightly, gently.