All the way back to the castle, other blood earls returned to their homes.

    Federer looked at the girl with only young people around him and lowered his eyes slightly.

    He pursed his lips slightly and took back the gloom of his eyes for a second. His look was like ordinary. He gently picked the tip of his eyebrows. The gentleman came over and smiled slowly: "in that case, I''ll go back first."

    Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing paused. She nodded, "OK, go back. Bye."

    "Well," Federer nodded, took a deep breath and turned away.

    Karina and Austin also left. In addition to the servant and Werner housekeeper, there were only Shen Wanqing and Krister left in the castle.

    Shen Wanqing quietly looked at the Pope next to her and looked at each other''s calm side face. Shen Wanqing swallowed her saliva. She smelled the sweet smell of each other.

    I drank it yesterday. Why are you hungry now.

    It''s really exciting.

    All the way through the corridor, the servants passing by were very afraid and lowered their heads. They were not only afraid of Shen Wanqing, but also afraid of Krister around Shen Wanqing.

    Because the bright breath on corester is so pure and rich that it can''t be conquered any more for their lower blood families.

    Shen Wanqing is very principled to be a vampire. Instead of abducting each other to her room as soon as she came up, she kindly arranged Krister opposite her room.

    In the final analysis, it''s because the Pope''s coronation is too simple, and there will always be some guilt in his heart.

    Looking at the dark night sky outside, Shen Wanqing opened the door. She went in and lit the candle.

    Turning around and looking at the beautiful and holy Pope crown at the door, Shen Wanqing glanced over the scepter held by the other party, and then coughed and said, "this is your room. Let me put the scepter aside for you. It''s getting late. You humans should have fallen asleep at this time."

    Shen Wanqing was still a little uneasy. Since Krister followed her to leave the church, he didn''t say a word or pay attention to her all the way.

    Is this anger or regret?

    She came slowly, looked at the Pope''s crown in front of her, and quickly took back her sight. She reached out to take the scepter and said, "well... I''ll put this for you..."

    Shen Wanqing''s hand hasn''t touched the scepter yet. The left hand holding the scepter under the Pope''s crown hides behind. Under the Pope''s crown, he purses his lips slightly, cold and holy. "No, I''ll put it myself."

    She was stunned, looked at him, and then nodded slowly, "OK, put it yourself."

    This is... Angry

    In front of the Pope, she walked quietly past her. The sweet smell from her face made Shen Wanqing smell it unconsciously. She seemed to be bewitched, smelling the fragrance, slowly turned around, and watched the Pope press his noble Scepter against the wall.

    The other party turned coldly, the snow-white fingertips gathered their sleeves, the tassels swayed lightly on their shoulders, and the light colored eyes calmly looked into her eyes.

    Looking at each other''s calm eyes, Shen Wanqing suddenly returned to her mind. She smiled a little embarrassed, "then I won''t disturb you first..."

    "Wait a minute," he said.

    Shen Wanqing was a little confused, "what''s the matter?"

    Crestel came quietly with his long eyelashes drooping slightly and his sleeves folded.