Chapter 533

When the bishop saw that Hearts lowered his head abruptly, he fell silent. He glanced carefully at Hearts' expression, and suddenly froze.

There was nothing on Hongtao's face, nothing? Sadness, joy, anger, fear, and there was no light in those purple eyes that were originally roving. He raised his head slightly and looked at the sky The road at the bottom of the city island? The road filled with wind and rain? Rock cracks, those cool and moist winds blowing on his dry face, made him blink, and then? smiled lightly.

Then, he burst into tears.

The bishop stood there in a daze, and because he was surprised, he paused when he spoke: "You, are you crying?"

Having been on this island for so long, the bishop has seen thousands of women weeping on this island, but he has never seen the tears of Heart, even on the night that Heart came to the island at the age of twelve.

All the men who ordered hearts complained, no matter how hard they tried, they would not cry. That face is so beautiful, those eyes are so bright, and it is so charming to cry. Why? Why don’t you cry?

Later, the tears of Hearts and his beauty became a legendary existence on this island. There are always men on the island who are drunk and ask with fascinated and yearning eyes? Hearts—why are you ? Why don't you cry? I have to give my life, are you willing to cry for me?

Heart just raised her eyes lazily and smiled: "Tears are a symbol of pain."

"When I cry, I will pay less pain. For the gods I believe in, I will not shed a single tear for you ordinary people."

"You guys are not worth it."

"Did I cry?" Heart suddenly asked, "So I cried?"

"I thought it was the rain from the cracks outside the island, and the water fell on my face."

"...Gap? There is no gap here where the wind can blow in..." The bishop followed Heart's gaze, then paused, "That? Gap?"

"Look carefully, Heart, that? The gap is not a crack in the rock, it's a crack in the door."

Following the bishop's reminder, the gap in the rock instantly turned into a gap in which a silver-blue door was slightly opened, and there were endless silver-blue brilliance and stars flowing inside. The rock that Heart saw just now The crack is like an illusion.

The bishop looked at the heart peach: "This is the prison - there is a layer of silver-blue light in the center of this gemstone, matching the scepter shape of the tentacles, and the suspended gem head? It looks like a flower. Comb jellies that glow in the ocean.

The bishop carefully raised his hand to signal the pope to look at the scepter in his hand: "My lord, the ladder to the island can only be opened with the scepter in his hand."

"You begged the gentleman who sold the island to you, saying that you hoped that this floating island, that is, [Sky? People can't go on it, you want the island to be like your home, and only you have the keys to it."

"That gentleman agreed to your request and really gave you a key to the city in the sky."

"He used a gem to wrap up a small section of the crack, making the light from the crack gentle and safe, and nothing will happen if you look directly at it, and then put this gem on your scepter I will give you the key to the island. The rift wrapped in the gem is of the same origin as the rift of your gem, so only the scepter in your hand can open the ladder to the island, no matter whether the captain of the guard guards the ladder or not , as long as the scepter in your hand is still there, and the [key] to open the island is still there, it is impossible for any witch to go to the island and pollute it."

The Pope looked at the jewel on the scepter and fell silent.

After a long, long time, the pope said: "You are right, as long as the scepter is in my hand, no one can go to the island."

The bishop who thought he would also be severely punished let out a sigh of relief.

"The scepter gem wrapped in the scepter that gentleman gave me..." The pope fell into memory, and he whispered in a trance, "It has very strong power. There is a short one at the bottom of the island, less than one meter. Even a crack can support an island floating in the air for more than ten years without sinking, but that gentleman can easily wrap such a dangerous and sharp gap into a safe gem and give it to me as a key."

"I have been curious about the material of this gem. Like the scepter in my hand, I used a lot of hard materials to try to wrap the gap at the bottom of the island. I have tried all the gems in the world. None of them can resist the strength of the crack, but in the blink of an eye, it will be wiped out."

"In the end, I really couldn't help my curiosity. I asked the gentleman what kind of gemstones and materials can wrap and fill the cracks under the island."

"The gentleman told me with a smile that there is no gem or material in this world that can fill the gap leading to the abyss."

"I held up the scepter and asked him, what is this gemstone in my hand?"

The Pope paused, and said in a trance: "The gentleman answered with a smile——"

"—is the congealed heart of a tormented soul."

"Only a soul that is suffering enough to leave the body? The condensed gem can close the door to desire and the abyss."