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Chapter 1374

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He looked very young and had a beautiful face. His expression was calm, and the mole at the corner of his eye was exceptionally cold.

His long eyelashes were lowered, and under the candlelight, they were dyed a light gold.

His eyebrows were emotionless, revealing an extremely cold estrangement.

His eyebrows and nose bridge were very high, and Qingqing's light red lips were slightly pursed coldly, without the slightest hint of emotion.

His fingertips were gently stroking the strings, and his expression was indifferent and distant. The sound of the guqin was obviously so gentle, but His Holiness the Pope's eyes were cold and pure. There was no warmth, only estrangement.

Suddenly, a cautious voice came from outside the door.

"His Holiness the Pope?"

The snow-white and beautiful Pope's fingertips paused, and the slow and melodious sound of the guqin stopped. His voice was cold, "What's the matter?"

The person seemed to be very frightened, and hurriedly said, "It's like this, His Holiness the Pope. Just now, someone from the Blood Kindred sneaked into the Holy Cathedral. I want to ask if His Holiness the Pope has seen that person?"

Hearing this, Shen Wanqing was startled, and immediately turned to look at the young man in front of her anxiously.

His Holiness the Pope lowered his long eyelashes and looked at her coldly, and Shen Wanqing tried her best to hide the aura of the Blood Kindred on her body.

She saw the young man's lips slightly pursed, and thought that he was going to hand her over. Shen Wanqing immediately ignored her injured little wing, and hurriedly hugged the young man's snow-white fingertip.

Her little wing was really too small, and it was extremely difficult to even hug the young man's fingertip.

His Holiness the Pope lowered his eyes to look at her, and the little bat shook her head, looking at him pitifully with her red little eyes. "... No."

Her voice was soft, and perhaps because she was begging, her tone was also very soft.

She saw the young man slightly pause, and His Holiness the Pope's gaze on her was still light, but there seemed to be a touch of surprise in his light-colored pupils.

It was actually... a girl...

His Holiness the Pope lowered his long eyelashes, and slowly retracted his fingertip that was hugged by the little bat. Shen Wanqing's heart fell, he was going to hand her over?

"No." The other party's voice was indifferent and cold.

The person outside the door was slightly startled, and then quickly nodded and left. "Sorry to disturb, His Holiness the Pope."

He left.

Shen Wanqing was still a little stunned. She stared blankly at the young man in front of her. "Wh … why?"

The other party did not reply. Instead, she raised her wrist, and a white light suddenly condensed on her snow-white fingertips.

When Shen Wanqing was caught off guard, the other party's fingertips, which were glowing with white light, suddenly fell on her small wings.

It was ice-cold, and there was a steady stream of energy flowing into his body.

Shen Wanqing was stunned and subconsciously flapped her little wings to fly away.

But before her little wings could flutter, the other party gently tapped her forehead. His expression was calm. "Be good, don't move."

It was a very flat tone. Qingqing was cold and distant.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party was treating his injuries, he wouldn't have been able to tell that this person was concerned about him. His emotions were too calm, as if he was a deity without sorrow or joy.

Shen Wanqing was obedient and did not move. She sat on the table and raised her head to look at the beautiful and cold young man in front of her.

The snow-white robe was clean and spotless, and the collar covered the beautiful collarbone. She could only vaguely see the snow-white neck.

A string of star-shaped tassels hung on his thin shoulders, and above the tassels was an outline of a pattern, which should be the symbol of the Temple.

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