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The young man who was completely dressed up jumped heavily in front of Tang Feiqi, posing in a pose that he thought he was handsome.

He flicked his hair quite narcissistically: "Look, isn't my new look very handsome?"

Tang Feiqi set his eyes on him.

If you don't look at the posture of the other party's hot eyes, in fact, the appearance is quite different from the original one.If we insist on the similarity, it probably has a higher degree of coincidence with the previous women's clothing, rather than his original appearance.

"En." Tang Feiqi followed the young man's words in response.If he doesn't answer, according to the personality of the other party, he will definitely pester him until he answers.

The wisdom of mortals can't be underestimated sometimes, even among cultivators, there are very few skills that can change their appearance at will.

Hearing the satisfactory answer, Bian Ruofei embraced the young man's shoulder carelessly.

And the man whose body was slightly stiff every time at first had gotten used to his movements, relaxed his body and let him climb up.

Bian Ruofei took out the communicator from his pocket—that is, the smartphone of this era.

"Come on, look at the camera." He commanded.With the sound of "click", he took several selfies.

The photo of the two fell into the album of the youth.

That night, Tang Feiqi's summoning time reached the upper limit, and Bian Ruofei took it back into the card.With his frequent summons, the summoned protagonists can exist longer and longer in reality.

Bian Ruofei has an intuition that perhaps in the near future, he will be able to summon multiple protagonists to play at the same time.

——It wouldn’t be a bad thing if they could hold each other back.

The inspectors sent by the Holy See arrived late, they were four monks wearing the typical white robes of the Holy See.They recorded Bian Ruofei's appearance, but they didn't notice any abnormalities, and they didn't recognize that the candidate who was obediently standing in the middle and let them check was a wanted criminal announced by the Holy See.

On the other hand, Alan Reston only slightly groomed his appearance and passed the second round of screening smoothly.

But the last round of selection was "blind selection".

Candidates can only learn the content of this screening after entering the Holy See the next day.

late at night.

Thinking of the makeup that Hongyan had done for herself, Bian Ruofei lay back on the chaise longue in the room, ready to sleep for the night.

Reston was manipulated by Bian Ruofei to turn off the lights, all the light in the room suddenly disappeared, only the bright moonlight outside the window faintly poured in through the gauze curtains.

"Shall I accompany you tomorrow?"

In the silence, Tang Feiqi suddenly spoke.Even in the dark environment, his eyes still fell on another young man in the room without any mistakes.

For the immortal cultivators, the dark room does not affect their actions. With a sweep of consciousness, the whole room can be clearly seen.

I saw that the young man who had already closed his eyes did not even move, and said sleepily in a relaxed posture with his eyes closed: "...No need, I can do it myself. Besides, you can't get in."

Maybe it was the words that made Bian Ruofei sober, he half-opened his eyes and continued: "Your summoning time is coming soon, if there is an accident tomorrow, I will call Samuel or someone else out... "

His voice became lower and lower, and he closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.

The white boots fell on the carpet almost without a sound.Tang Feiqi walked slowly to the side of the couch, standing upright as usual, like a branch that couldn't be broken.

He leaned forward, brushed his fingers over the young man's long hair dyed blond, ran down the other's face, and then grabbed his chin.

The touch of the fingertips is moist and delicate, but the disadvantaged people are still heartlessly immersed in dreams.

"Samuel", "they".Besides himself, how many scripts did this person write?

"What am I to you?" Tang Feiqi said softly, staring at the other party's sleeping face with cold eyes.

Xu felt uncomfortable, Bian Ruofei frowned slightly, raised his hand and took the other's hand pinching his chin into his arms, then curled up again, put his face against the slightly cold hand, and fell into the cold again. In deep sleep.

Tang Feiqi was silent for a while.

He pushed back, trying to pull his finger out, but the vague premonition in his heart came true. The other person who was still asleep refused to let go, but tightened his grip even more, and even rubbed against his wrist like a kitten. rub.

At this angle, you can feel the opponent's even exhalation on the back of your hand.

A distinct sense of presence.

The next morning.

Bian Ruofei was awakened by the alarm he set. He turned off the buzzing communicator, sat up slowly, and realized that there was a soft pillow in his arms. , the top has been pressed out of the folds.

The velvet blanket covering his body also slipped off his shoulders as he straightened up.

There was only himself in the room, and Reston who was made into a dead soul.

All screenings in the first two rounds are over.All human beings who meet the requirements must arrive in the Holy See on time.

The time was approaching, and there was no sign of Tang Feiqi, but the card in his hand showed that he had not reached the time to return.

Maybe it's something of his own, Bian Ruofei guessed.It's not surprising that the time spent outside has become longer, and the male protagonists under him have also started to have private affairs.He's not the kind of guy who wants to be in control.

Last night, the other party knew that he didn't need to go to the Holy See with him, so it was normal for him to be absent in the morning.

Bian Ruofei sorted out the long golden hair that was so realistic that it seemed to be native, and then controlled Reston to drive him there.

But when he was about to get in the car, Bian Ruofei unexpectedly saw Tang Feiqi who he thought would never appear again.

He still simply wore his long ink-like hair, opened the car door and sat in the back seat with no expression on his face.

"Tang Tang~" Bian Ruofei was very happy, "You want to accompany me?"

He also took advantage of the opportunity to get into the car.

"Help you recover that undead." Tang Feiqi said briefly, "Is there a limited distance between it and you?"

"Ah... that's right." Bian Ruofei ignored this point.

The building of the Holy See is quite magnificent, and the interior space is extremely empty. If Reston is allowed to wait outside, it may exceed the 100-meter limit, and the other party will instantly turn into putrid mud.

The car drove to the Holy See, and Reston was included in the ring by Tang Feiqi.

He watched the young man with his own complicated thoughts get out of the car and walk into the strange building.

In the vast and empty interior, strange patterns are printed on the marble floor.The ceiling hangs high above, and the arched top has painted glass slowly turning.

All the candidates were required by the monks to stand one meter apart, but they happened to fill up the open space.

Bian Ruofei looked around and saw that the approximate number of people in the crowd was as many as a hundred or ten.He was not surprised to see Alan Reston standing in the front row two seats away from him.

In such a crowded place, the two did not communicate with each other, but pretended not to be familiar with each other, and staggered their gazes.

Just after the hour, two cardinals appeared ahead.

A white-haired, wrinkled face looked at the people in front of him with a benevolent look.The other one was young, with red hair and unrestrained flamboyance, as if looking at the candidates standing in a row with sharp eyes.

"Welcome everyone. We are very happy to be here through many selections. Because among you, under the watchful eyes of God, a precious and well-loved child will be born, who will become the new Holy Son or Saintess." The elder bishop said with a smile.

After his speech, the new cardinal spoke with a cold and imperceptible boredom in his tone: "The third-level selection ceremony is not the same as the routine. You may feel deep fear, bloodshed, Even on the verge of death. Although the Holy See will provide assistance, you will lose your qualifications for election accordingly."

There was an ominous message in Noah Gracie's speech, and there was a faint commotion in the crowd.

"Before you hear the specific rules, you all have a chance to go back on your word," the elder bishop reassured, "If someone feels scared now, they can still leave through the open door at the rear. So, are there any candidates who want to withdraw from the election?" By?"

There was a short silence, and no one stood up.

"It seems that everyone is very determined." The elder said with a smile.He raised his hand to signal.

As a result, the ten-meter-high door of the building was closed mechanically, making a dull crashing sound behind everyone.

The inside of this tall building lacks half of the sunshine from the door leaf, showing a bit of haze.

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