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    The pure Holy Son was no longer pure, and he simply locked himself in the ascetic room, trying to let the secrets in his heart rot in the dark corners.

    He lied to everyone, watched Gunneville and Haraldell meet, watched them get married,

    give birth

    , until the turmoil of the Holy Court, the destruction of the Sutherland family.

    In the end, Archbishop Lumi defected from the Holy See in order to save Gunnevel, who was denounced as a heretic and a witch.

    Carson recalled the last words left by Archbishop Lumi, "Carson, I will never stop looking for her and her daughter until I die,"

    "But, my mother is dead. Where will Archbishop Lumi find her?"

    Wen Lin's voice was very soft, and she fainted a little sadness that was not easy to perceive.

    Hearing that, Carson also followed with a sad smile, "Yes, but Archbishop Lumi always insisted that Mrs. Gunniwell is not dead, and he will not believe that Mrs. Gunneville is dead."

    Wen Lin couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. Before leaving, she kindly asked if Carson needed to be transferred to another monastery.

    Not surprisingly, Carson rejected,

    "I have been here for more than 20 years, so let my soul go to see God here, but if your Excellency is willing to help me, please find a way to settle the homeless in this jurisdiction, I can no longer shelter How long have they been, winter has come, and soon there will be a large number of people frozen to death on winter nights,"

    The kindness in the eyes of the old priest, Wen Lin, was genuine, she nodded and agreed.

    Although it was a bit tricky, Wen Lin would not refuse him even if it was simply to repay the old priest's kindness for keeping the ball all the time.

    After sending the person to the door, Carson looked at the backs of the group of people away, and the already hunched over was bent even more severely.

    On the way back, miraculously, he did not encounter any homeless people.

    Before Wen Lin walked out of here, she deliberately stopped and looked at it for a while.

    On the way back, the two of them rode in a carriage. As soon as they walked out of the narrow and dark alley, they saw Namanr waiting beside the carriage.

    He took out the prepared alcohol and wiped the group from start to finish.

    The carriage was heading for Wang Ting, and Wen Lin was silent all the time on the way back, and she didn't see any explanation when she got in the carriage.

    With her fingertips lightly tapping on her knees, Vicia suddenly pressed Wen Lin onto the collapsed car, her sharp eyes showing an irresistible toughness.

    Wen Lin was combing through the information she got today, when an unsuspecting impact hit, followed by a soft touch on her lips.

    Both hands firmly clasped Wen Lin's shoulders, making her unable to move.

    The kiss on the lips was carefully restrained, like a hazy mist, light and gentle, twirling on Wen Lin's lips.

    Restrained gnawing, aroused the pain and numbness.

    At the moment when Wen Lin was stunned, Vicia tentatively reached between her lips and tongue.

    When she sensed Wen Lin's intention to resist, Vicia slammed hard and took a heavy bite on Wen Lin's tongue, then drove straight in, grabbing her breath, entwined with her tenderness, and repeatedly tossing and grinding. , revealing a rude and arrogant taste.

    The end of her eyes glowed uncontrollably, and Wen Lin groaned.

    It wasn't until both of them were out of breath that Vicia let go.

    But she didn't get up, her upper body still pressed tightly on Wen Lin.

    Because of the small space, she had to lift her body up, making Wen Lin look like she was catering to Vicia.

    ravaged. The bruised lips were a little swollen, leaving behind the crystal clear water light just now. Vicia's eyes were dark, her fingertips fell on the corner of Wen Lin's lips, and her low, hoarse voice contained a seductive meaning.

    "Your Excellency Wen Lin, stay, stay in Golan, stay by my side,"

    The ups and downs of her chest gradually became gentle. Wen Lin opened her lips slightly and looked at Vicia, but she didn't utter a word for a long time.

    On the other hand, Vicia seemed extremely patient, she was swaying Wen Lin's long hair hanging on one side in her fair and slender hands, and looked at her without saying a word.

    Her cheeks were hot, Wen Lin blinked her eyes, and reluctantly compromised,

    "Your Majesty Vicia, I can't go anywhere with just one ball,"

    The author has something to say: I would like to thank the cutest, softest and sweetest friend. In a dream, she is a big baby. Every time I am in a bad mood, she will supervise me and comfort me to persevere! mua take a bite of her~

    Share me with her these days

    funny

    Lianmai code word daily

    Me: How many words is Mengmeng?

    In a dream: 2100

    Me: Then I'm about to explode your chrysanthemum

    In a dream: 嘤嘤嘤, remember to be gentle, it will hurt

    Me: Gently, definitely not hurting you hahahaha (lsp laughter here)

    I declare that Mengmeng is the first cutie in the universe! Sunflower on earth~

    Chapter 71

    "Give me the ball," Vicia's voice was low and short, a commanding tone that could not be disobeyed.

    After a moment of silence, Wen Lin nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty get up first,"

    The tense shoulders relaxed, Wen Lin took out the small ball, and with a thought, the small ball emitted a dazzling blue light again, accompanied by the image of the galaxy.

    miracle? witchcraft? ...

    For a while, there were many thoughts in Vicia's mind, she hesitated for a while, and reached out to hold the ball.

    The doubts and unease in her heart were not relieved in any way, but became more and more restless. Everything in front of her was far beyond her cognition. She frowned and looked at Wen Lin,

    "Sir, what is it?"

    There was a dangerous tentative smell floating in the narrow space. Wen Lin was silent for a while, her eyes stayed in those deep and bright eyes, and she took the initiative to stretch out her hand to smooth the folds of Vicia's neckline.

    "I don't know, Father Carson said it was a key, or maybe a map,"

    Wen Lin leaned slightly to one side, and when Vicia looked up, she saw her long eyelashes, her thin lips pursed slightly, and her bright and serious eyes.

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