Chapter 1029: 1029
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After closing the temple gate,
She looked around curiously and marveled.
It's an angel,
Everywhere is clean, pleasing to the heart and eyes.
The temple is surrounded by murals, and even the ceiling is covered with exquisite paintings.
Fu Sheng looked up and looked at it for a while. His eyes blinked and sighed,
No wonder it's a pet,
If she were God, she would choose clean angels instead of cruel demons.
Fu Sheng slightly tilted his head and looked at the flawless man on the mural,
He was dressed in a wide white robe,
Behind him, the huge white wings stretch out and the skeleton is perfect,
At the tip of the wings, a touch of light gold impregnated his pure white wings. Between the two colors, it seemed that he was incomparably holy, noble, elegant and inviolable.
His pupils are blue, slightly drooping, and the quiet pupils have no waves,
Snow silver long hair, falling to the ankle, is like the beautiful winding snow River, cold and flawless.
The man holds a scepter in his hand,
It just seems to hold without strength, but it gives people a faint sense of submission,
Like God, it is amazing in beauty, and dare not have half a blasphemy.
Fu Sheng looked at the mural for a while,
In a quarter of an hour,
She just looked away and wanted to turn around and look behind,
No,
When I just dropped my sight and inadvertently touched the figure behind the candle,
She suddenly stopped, and suddenly her breathing stopped.
The man I just saw on the mural,
At the moment, she was standing there quietly, looking at her, her eyes were calm.
I don't know when he stood there,
The broad pure white robe dragged slightly on the ground, blocking his body,
Snow silver long hair was not tied up, only loosely draped behind, soft and pure.
His icy blue pupils looked at her calmly, like an indifferent and traceless sea, beautiful, but without temperature.
Lips are bright red and soft in color,
Behind him, the huge wings contracted, and only a touch of shallow gold at the tip of the wings showed up, symbolizing his identity.
Fu Sheng didn't expect to be so direct, so he fell in love with him.
Her heart missed a beat,
Then, subconsciously, he took a step back.
Neither of them spoke,
The temple was dead quiet.
Fu Sheng, er, gave a sound and didn't know what to say for a while.
Behind her,
The light golden feather seemed to have completed the task and slowly disappeared from the man's sight,
Finally, it appeared on his wings.
Missing a feather's wing, finally complete.
Michael calmly looked at the woman in front of him, holding the long finger of the scepter, shrinking slightly, and the knuckles were a little white.
His pupils seemed to turn red for a moment,
Just, fleeting.
Fu Sheng looked up at him.
She hesitated for a moment and approached.
The voice is a little low, with a bit of temptation,
"Brother?"
"I'm cecia. Do you... Remember me?"
[Ding Dong -]
[system refreshing...]
[fragment recognition: + 5%]
[total recognition: 83%]
The man didn't speak. He looked at her with calm eyes and was very silent.
Beautiful and pure face, vaguely with the shadow of youth,
Childishness fades, leaving a pair of indifferent empty shells.
He held the scepter in his hand, silently, harder and harder, and his knuckles were pale,
Like trying to suppress some emotion,
However, under the shelter of the lamp, Fu Sheng couldn't see it.
She blinked her red eyes and let out a sigh.
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After closing the temple gate,
She looked around curiously and marveled.
It's an angel,
Everywhere is clean, pleasing to the heart and eyes.
The temple is surrounded by murals, and even the ceiling is covered with exquisite paintings.
Fu Sheng looked up and looked at it for a while. His eyes blinked and sighed,
No wonder it's a pet,
If she were God, she would choose clean angels instead of cruel demons.
Fu Sheng slightly tilted his head and looked at the flawless man on the mural,
He was dressed in a wide white robe,
Behind him, the huge white wings stretch out and the skeleton is perfect,
At the tip of the wings, a touch of light gold impregnated his pure white wings. Between the two colors, it seemed that he was incomparably holy, noble, elegant and inviolable.
His pupils are blue, slightly drooping, and the quiet pupils have no waves,
Snow silver long hair, falling to the ankle, is like the beautiful winding snow River, cold and flawless.
The man holds a scepter in his hand,
It just seems to hold without strength, but it gives people a faint sense of submission,
Like God, it is amazing in beauty, and dare not have half a blasphemy.
Fu Sheng looked at the mural for a while,
In a quarter of an hour,
She just looked away and wanted to turn around and look behind,
No,
When I just dropped my sight and inadvertently touched the figure behind the candle,
She suddenly stopped, and suddenly her breathing stopped.
The man I just saw on the mural,
At the moment, she was standing there quietly, looking at her, her eyes were calm.
I don't know when he stood there,
The broad pure white robe dragged slightly on the ground, blocking his body,
Snow silver long hair was not tied up, only loosely draped behind, soft and pure.
His icy blue pupils looked at her calmly, like an indifferent and traceless sea, beautiful, but without temperature.
Lips are bright red and soft in color,
Behind him, the huge wings contracted, and only a touch of shallow gold at the tip of the wings showed up, symbolizing his identity.
Fu Sheng didn't expect to be so direct, so he fell in love with him.
Her heart missed a beat,
Then, subconsciously, he took a step back.
Neither of them spoke,
The temple was dead quiet.
Fu Sheng, er, gave a sound and didn't know what to say for a while.
Behind her,
The light golden feather seemed to have completed the task and slowly disappeared from the man's sight,
Finally, it appeared on his wings.
Missing a feather's wing, finally complete.
Michael calmly looked at the woman in front of him, holding the long finger of the scepter, shrinking slightly, and the knuckles were a little white.
His pupils seemed to turn red for a moment,
Just, fleeting.
Fu Sheng looked up at him.
She hesitated for a moment and approached.
The voice is a little low, with a bit of temptation,
"Brother?"
"I'm cecia. Do you... Remember me?"
[Ding Dong -]
[system refreshing...]
[fragment recognition: + 5%]
[total recognition: 83%]
The man didn't speak. He looked at her with calm eyes and was very silent.
Beautiful and pure face, vaguely with the shadow of youth,
Childishness fades, leaving a pair of indifferent empty shells.
He held the scepter in his hand, silently, harder and harder, and his knuckles were pale,
Like trying to suppress some emotion,
However, under the shelter of the lamp, Fu Sheng couldn't see it.
She blinked her red eyes and let out a sigh.
After closing the temple gate,She looked around curiously and marveled.It's an angel,Everywhere is clean, pleasing to the heart and eyes.The temple is surrounded by murals, and even the ceiling is covered with exquisite paintings.Fu Sheng looked up and looked at it for a while. His eyes blinked and sighed,No wonder it's a pet,If she were God, she would choose clean angels instead of cruel demons.Fu Sheng slightly tilted his head and looked at the flawless man on the mural,He was dressed in a wide white robe,Behind him, the huge white wings stretch out and the skeleton is perfect,At the tip of the wings, a touch of light gold impregnated his pure white wings. Between the two colors, it seemed that he was incomparably holy, noble, elegant and inviolable.His pupils are blue, slightly drooping, and the quiet pupils have no waves,Snow silver long hair, falling to the ankle, is like the beautiful winding snow River, cold and flawless.The man holds a scepter in his hand,It just seems to hold without strength, but it gives people a faint sense of submission,Like God, it is amazing in beauty, and dare not have half a blasphemy.Fu Sheng looked at the mural for a while,In a quarter of an hour,She just looked away and wanted to turn around and look behind,No,When I just dropped my sight and inadvertently touched the figure behind the candle,She suddenly stopped, and suddenly her breathing stopped.The man I just saw on the mural,At the moment, she was standing there quietly, looking at her, her eyes were calm.I don't know when he stood there,The broad pure white robe dragged slightly on the ground, blocking his body,Snow silver long hair was not tied up, only loosely draped behind, soft and pure.His icy blue pupils looked at her calmly, like an indifferent and traceless sea, beautiful, but without temperature.Lips are bright red and soft in color,Behind him, the huge wings contracted, and only a touch of shallow gold at the tip of the wings showed up, symbolizing his identity.Fu Sheng didn't expect to be so direct, so he fell in love with him.Her heart missed a beat,Then, subconsciously, he took a step back.Neither of them spoke,The temple was dead quiet.Fu Sheng, er, gave a sound and didn't know what to say for a while.Behind her,The light golden feather seemed to have completed the task and slowly disappeared from the man's sight,Finally, it appeared on his wings.Missing a feather's wing, finally complete.Michael calmly looked at the woman in front of him, holding the long finger of the scepter, shrinking slightly, and the knuckles were a little white.His pupils seemed to turn red for a moment,Just, fleeting.Fu Sheng looked up at him.She hesitated for a moment and approached.The voice is a little low, with a bit of temptation,"Brother?""I'm cecia. Do you... Remember me?"Ding Dong -system refreshing...fragment recognition: + 5%total recognition: 83%The man didn't speak. He looked at her with calm eyes and was very silent.Beautiful and pure face, vaguely with the shadow of youth,Childishness fades, leaving a pair of indifferent empty shells.He held the scepter in his hand, silently, harder and harder, and his knuckles were pale,Like trying to suppress some emotion,However, under the shelter of the lamp, Fu Sheng couldn't see it.She blinked her red eyes and let out a sigh.
