Versatile Mage

The sword was drawn and Ye Xinxia had no intention of stopping the situation until Archangel Chang Remir came out of his side and coughed heavily.

“Since it's a visit, shouldn't it follow the rules of the visit?” Archangel Long Remir walked over and waved at the Holy Shadows and the Sacred Redeemers, indicating that they had put away unnecessary hostility.

“Am I not worthy of the trust of the Holy City?” Ye Xinxia also smiled and asked.

“Haha, how can we not believe you, go, I will always be with you, your knights don't have to worry about your safety, the goddess guarded by my archangel, the Dark King will not come to hurt your noble leader.” Archangel Long Remir made a gesture, please.

“Wallis, you and everyone stay here. ”

“Mmm.” Wallis nodded.

“Your Majesty, would you like to meet my old friend?” The Lord's seamount spoke.

“Okay.”

……

Archangel Long Remir took Ye Xinxia to the Wastegrass Courtyard, filled with dangerous junctions. Without the presence of the Angel of Al-Quds Al-Sharif, it would be easy to provoke a terrible destructive force far beyond the curse.

Ye Xinxia followed Remir through the long path and finally saw a man lying in the garden of the jungle, Movan, with an reed stem in his mouth, two hands pillows in the back of his head, a pair of black brown eyes staring at the sky...

Bo has a lot of grassy hillsides, I don't know where to find Movan, Ye Xinxia just follow the old street straight to the end, arrive at the first place with old stone steps, shout at the hillside, soon there will be a head out from the high, then Movan will fall down from the top, hug himself from the place with the steps, the small wheelchair will stay by the steps...

It's a small piece of pure earth.

Many times, Movan would lie like this in the desert grass, not afraid of dirt or mosquitoes. When no one is there, he would be stunned. When someone is there, he would say, "Some fantasies are not borderline, but give people a feeling that is even more real."

“Brother Movan. ”

Ye Xinxia walked toward the pile of wasteland grass and toward Movan, who lay still there.

Movan turned away, and when he found out that the person who came in was Ye Xinxia, that boring face burst into surprise!

Movan bounced off the ground and rushed up to give Ye Xinxia a strong hug. She may not feel enough to express herself. Movan held her for a few laps...

Side archangel Long Remilton was stuffed with dog food and wanted to ignore the intimacy between the two young men, but given that Movan was now a felon and couldn't give him a chance to escape, Remilton's eyes had to stare closely at them!

Holy Shadow Brooke was there, and his eyes looked particularly strange.

Where would Movan care about these people's feelings at this time, the kiss, the hug, even for a few moments, Movan tried to tear the shackles off his body and kill these dogs in Al-Quds Al-Sharif, taking his heart and summer to a place where no one could find him and living without shame?

“Can you walk on your own?” Movan circled around Ye Xinxia and carefully measured her.

Ye Xinxia is still a little shy, after all, who lets himself stand where he is and then watches from different angles and different distances like he appreciates something.

But she did. Even if there were two stalkers in the yard, Ye Xinxia stood still as Movan said...

“Well, God's soul is no longer a burden, you can…” Ye Xinxia replied to Movan's words, wondering why a sudden sorrow appeared in his heart.

It wasn't easy.

It's easy to walk away with ease.

The first thing Ye Xinxia wants to do is take a walk with Movan, walk in the noisy street, take the quiet path, hold hands like other couples, slow pace...

But this has become a luxury.

Movan is being held in the Holy City!

In the custody of some of the most powerful humans in the world, if the next trial is not successful, it is likely that Ye Xinxia will not have such an opportunity in her life.

How to bear this, at the heart of Ye Xin Xia Mo Fan has always been irreplaceable!

“What's the matter?” How could Movan not see the mood of summer, her eyes draped slightly, and Movan knew she was sad about something.

“No… nothing much.” Ye Xinxia dared not say it, but to hide her heart with a smile.

Movan, look at her.

It has to be said that the heart and summer have changed a lot over the years, her emotions can be well hidden, even if the heart is very lost and sad, it can be wiped away instantly with a natural and elegant smile, in other people's view, happiness may just be gone for a while.

But Movan knew her too well, and Movan knew all about her behavioral habits, which were often nurtured from a young age, to the point where only the closest person could detect them.

“Don't worry about me, I'm telling the truth.” Movan touched her heart's summer hair.

“Well, I'm not worried.” Ye Xinxia nodded.

Ye Xinxia has stopped worrying and feeling sad about something.

She knew that something to worry about was pointless.

There are things that need to be fought for, like, the person in front of you.

Ye Xinxia has so many great relatives, everyone is famous in the world, but they can not feel the slightest temperature of affection...

She only remembers herself hiding in the freezer when Movan passed through Bo and melted the cold on herself.

All she remembered was that in the dark abyss of death, Movan and Xiao Yanqi were burning the fire of life and were unwilling to let go.

“Brother Movan, who has always protected me, let me guard you this time, and I will not let the people of Al-Quds Al-Sharif hurt you in any way.” Ye Xinxia said in the bottom of his heart.

She didn't say anything to Movan, but to herself.

She will not allow anyone in the world to deprive him of his liberty, his life, his soul!

Even Al-Quds!

……

Ye Xinxia left Mofan's desert haystack at the prescribed time, albeit with great reluctance.

Saint Shadow Brook escorted Ye Xinxia along the long path towards the lobby, and Archangel Long Remir was giving Movan a full exam to prevent Ye Xinxia from giving Movan something that might help him escape.

Brooke walked very slowly, his eyes staring at Ye Xinxia's figure...

I have to admit, Brooke's a little jealous of the prisoner.

It's hard to imagine how brilliant it was before, how powerful the temple sanctifier's holy shadow was to the goddess who crushed the whole temple, so tender as water in front of that goddamn prisoner, so gentle and gentle.