Chapter 194 Emperor x Cultist 15
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Qianzhou clenched his hands tightly, grabbing Honglian's sleeves tightly, and his ears soon became very hot.
The pain in his body was subsiding, and the warmth brought by the holy fire made Qianzhou eager to get closer to Honglian.
His tail unconsciously wrapped around Honglian's wrist, he opened his mouth slightly to breathe, his cheeks flushed.
His whole body felt like it was immersed in water, and at this moment, there was only one red lotus in Qianzhou's mind.
This might be a sign of formal estrus. Honglian suppressed his restless hands and slowly separated from him.
He lowered his eyes and took in Qian Zhou's current condition.
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Qianzhou's lips were very red, and Honglian had no other thoughts even though she just touched them lightly.
But now his eyes suddenly darkened, and the hand holding the back of Qianzhou's head slowly tightened, trapping Qianzhou in this small space.
Qianzhou could clearly feel that Honglian's body was even hotter, seemingly even hotter than the holy fire.
Qianzhou trembled slightly, moved his right hand little by little, and then slowly grasped Honglian's fingertips.
Honglian lowered her eyes and looked at her right arm, which was wrapped with a cat's tail. It felt soft and furry.
The fingertips were still being held.
For the first time in her life, Honglian felt an inappropriate impulse, and this unspeakable feeling became more and more intense.
It was as if the flood was getting heavier and heavier, and the gate was about to collapse, just a crack away.
It will completely tilt out.
"Honglian... do you believe me?" Qianzhou looked up at Honglian's eyes with tears in his eyes.
Honglian exhaled silently and suppressed the impulse.
He looked down at Qianzhou's lips, forcing himself to push away the feeling that kept replaying in his mind.
Can't think.
"It's the snow demon that's devouring your body, don't be afraid." Honglian held his wrist.
All the coldness around disappeared, leaving only the initial warmth.
"Qian Zhou!" Pus arrived late and saw Qian Zhou lying motionless in Honglian's arms.
His heart was pounding as if the sky was falling.
Pus looked at the cat ears on Qianzhou's head trembling, and then he felt relieved.
The Platinum Bishop hadn't experienced such a thrilling moment in many years. Fortunately, fortunately...
Fortunately, Qianzhou is fine.
"How is he? Where is the snow demon?" Pus squatted down, reached out to touch Qianzhou's wrist, and felt the fluctuation of magic power in his body.
He frowned and said, "Why is it so messy?"
Under normal circumstances, the magic power in Qianzhou's body was like an endless string of silk threads, but at this moment it was a tangled mess.
The body was damaged, but the fluctuations were almost non-existent.
Pus slowly transferred the magic power over, and Qianzhou immediately showed a look of pain and groaned.
"He is too weak to be treated now."
Pus saw that Honglian was still holding Qianzhou's hand, and he immediately became anxious, "Your Holy Fire is so overbearing, don't use it on him."
"I have wiped out the remaining power of the Snow Demon." Honglian said lightly.
Logically speaking, he should let go now and hand Qianzhou over to Pus. As for the follow-up, it is the church's own business.
Qian Zhou closed his eyes weakly at this time, tilted his head and stopped moving.
"Qian Zhou? Qian Zhou!" Pus half-knelt on the ground, calling him anxiously.
But Qian Zhou didn't react at all.
Honglian also felt Qianzhou's body soften and said, "He fainted temporarily."
Seeing that Honglian had no intention of letting go, Pus said, "Qianzhou is from the church, so I should be allowed to take him back."
His expression gradually grew colder, and Honglian showed no sign of giving in.
"He is the only one who can resonate with the power of the Snow Demon. Now this is no longer an issue between the church and the royal family."
Honglian said this in a businesslike manner, lowered her eyes and stared into Pus's eyes, not giving way even a step.
The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant, and the magical fluctuations from the confrontation between the two sides made the surrounding Paladins unable to stand steadily.
Honglian and Pus are both powerful, but Pus looked alert and sent out a magic message.
He knew that he was no match for Honglian, and You Yinte's position was unclear now, so he couldn't act rashly.
"Qian Zhou's condition cannot be delayed. The Pope will take care of his injuries."
At this moment, You Yinte suddenly smiled and said, "After Qian Zhou was first eroded by the power of the Snow Demon, you went to see the Pope, right?"
Pus nodded, "That's right."
You Yinte raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully: "The Pope is old and useless."
"What do you mean, sir?" Pus asked with a frown.
You Yinte has an extraordinary status and even the Pope has to respect him. Judging from his attitude now, he should be on Honglian's side.
Pus looked up at the sky, lost in thought for a second.
"If you have anything to say, just tell me."
You Yinte smiled and said, "When you took the kitten to see the Pope, the Pope did not completely eliminate the power of the Snow Demon, but left some of it."
Pus frowned, remembering Qianzhou saying that someone was talking in his head. It must be the voice of the snow demon.
Pus later went to ask the Pope, but the old man always found various excuses to evade the question.
However, Qianzhou later told him that the sound had disappeared, so Pus did not investigate it further.
Now that I think about it, the implications are too complex and no one knows what the Pope is thinking.
"So let's leave it to Honglian."
The soldiers and paladins around looked at each other, not daring to make a sound.
How could you normally see so many important figures gathered together? Honglian and You Yinte rarely appeared in public together.
Now there is one more platinum bishop in the church, and Pus's status in the church is second only to the Pope.
"no."
Pus lowered his eyes and looked at Qianzhou's pale face, feeling a pang of pain in his heart.
Qianzhou has a special physique, and Pus definitely doesn't want him to spend his first spring after maturity anywhere else.
Honglian held the giant sword in one hand and said:
"Pus, I don't mean to discuss this with you."
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