Chapter 1579 Faith (29)
The beautiful and benevolent God, the gentle gaze has hardly changed.
stared at her pitifully, but did not speak.
Just let her bite quietly, let her bite off a piece of flesh in his hand.
The dark red blood was dripping drop by drop.
Falling on the cold ground, it quickly turned into a light golden soft light, symbolizing pure and flawless power, and then dissipated.
turned into nothingness.
Cecia bit his arm hard again.
Almost used the posture of dying together.
Warm blood flowed out continuously like spring water.
It flowed into Chesia's mouth, dyeing her lips even more vividly and surprisingly red.
She bit hard and was choked by the blood flowing into her throat again.
"Cough-cough-cough cough-cough cough cough cough—"
She relaxed her strength and couldn't help coughing.
The taste is sticky in the mouth, not fishy, even very sweet.
The sweetness seemed to restore some of the strength in her body.
She sat on the cold ground and coughed for a long time before recovering.
Looking down her head, looking at the blood-stained hand that fell beside her, the corners of her lips tugged slightly.
"I offended you again, Lord."
"This time, how do you want me to die to appease your anger?"
She was eccentric, with sarcasm.
The God who sat on the Holy Throne was silent for a long time.
Incredibly quiet.
It's been a long, long time.
Cesia felt that he raised his hand slightly.
Very gentle force, fell on her head.
Like comforting an agitated child, rubbing gently without using force.
The chains that bound her neck also dissipated without a sound.
Her hands are free.
She went from a wronged prisoner to a child of God's mercy.
Gently, softly, as if never really angry.
"..." Chesia lowered her head, suddenly feeling like crying.
A person who has suffered a lot of grievances is already very sad in his heart.
Obviously it wasn't her fault alone, it was obviously his intention.
But he put all the blame on her and picked himself up.
This is the case with the Garden of Eden, and it is the same with this time.
He is always like this, turning his face and denying others, blaming her for everything.
She raised her hand and wiped away the tears that were about to fall.
After recovering her strength, she lowered her head and did not look at him.
Stand up and want to go.
But the next second.
Her wrist was suddenly pulled.
The whole body was pulled into the arms.
Warm and soft.
"Cesia, are you sad?"
The hand full of bite marks gently covered the back of her head, holding her in his arms.
The hot teardrops soon fell on his holy robe.
Silently.
She was hugged in his arms, with red eyes drooping, and she didn't speak.
Even wanted to push him away.
But he hugged her tighter and patted her back gently.
Hold on for a long time.
"Cecia, I don't mean to blame you."
"You are very good, a good boy."
His warm hands gently rubbed the back of her neck.
It seemed to be gently soothing her sad and wronged emotions.
"If my behavior makes you feel sad and hurt, then please be magnanimous for once and forgive me for not being thoughtful."
"If I can get your permission, I will do my best to make up for the mistakes I made, okay?"
(end of this chapter)