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The land under the night is silent and empty.
Not far away are piles of bright bonfires, crackling and burning, occasionally bursting out a few red-hot sparks, making the night a little more lively.
The warm flame and the moonlight overlapped and reflected on her face, making those beautiful eyebrows and eyes shrouded in illusory brilliance.
She maintained the posture just now, looking up at the man
He walked from the backlight, and the hair around his ears was blown by the wind, like strands of crystal silver threads, radiant and holy.
Ignoring the man's cries for help and groans, the god stepped over his body, then bent down.
The tall and straight figure knelt beside Lin Lang.
His clean black hair slid down his back and fell to the ground, soaked in filthy blood.
But he doesn't care.
"Elizabeth... my Elizabeth."
He called the name again.
God trembled, wanting to touch her face, to touch this real, soft skin.
Just a little, he thought.
He is not greedy.
Until the temperature came from under the palm.
it is true.
It's so warm.
It's really warm.
This is not a damaged blood-red nightmare, nor is it a shallow longing that breaks at the touch of a touch.
He waited for too long, so that the feeling of surprise became dull, but the pain that accompanied him became more intense.
God's breathing was short, and there was a dense needle pricking sensation in his chest.
He was in terrible pain.
All over the body, every bone, every drop of blood is hurting.
It hurts.
The intense pain made him dizzy, and his brain was twisted into a blank.
Fragmented and broken.
It was as if he was imprisoned on a huge cross covered with thorns, and a hook blade was brutally inserted into his eyes, throat, chest, abdomen, thighs, and soles of his feet. His flesh and blood were bloody and he was on the verge of death. Frightened by the pain, he desperately wanted to escape from this suffocating and deadly cage, until he saw the rose blooming on the thorn.
She was so beautiful, her fragrance was overwhelming, and the strangeness soothed his unbearable pain.
So he no longer wanted to escape, and let the thorns of the rose plunge into his heart indulgently.
He is willing to nourish her with blood, so that she can bloom more charmingly.
God restrained the raging tide.
Can't scare her.
The man said hoarsely, "Welcome... come back."
Lin Lang saw the joy that was lost and found in his eyes.
But what does this have to do with her
Her black eyelashes fell down, looking docile and harmless.
God heard her say, "Don't touch me with your dirty hands."
Then he sobered up.
God realized what was happening.
The person in front of him is the person he has deceived, used, and rejected countless times.
He lured the young girl to steal the forbidden fruit, lost herself in the beautiful and sinful Garden of Eden, but before turning around, he trampled on her sincerity without mercy.
—She hated him, hated him.
God was silent.
He understood that it was useless to justify, because the damage was already there.
"You won't save him?" She said sarcastically, "If it's a little later, he will say goodbye to this world."
"No need. He deserved what he deserved." God calmly narrated.
"Ha... High Priest, what are you trying to play?" Linlang didn't believe him, "Should I have someone insult me first, and then be a good person?"
The atmosphere was tense again for a while.
"I..." His voice lowered, and he coaxed her frankly, "I didn't expect that you are the reincarnated person I've been looking for. I'm sorry, Elizabeth."
Lin Lang twitched the corners of her mouth, "Please remember, High Priest, I am Nefertari, the princess of Egypt, not the reincarnated person you said. She must be extremely beautiful, which made the High Priest love him for many years. And me? I She's just a mere noble lady, unable to take on the role of the High Priest's beloved reincarnated person."
She has thorns all over her body, and she will pierce wherever it is not pleasing to the eye, and she will never let him feel better.
God is silent.
Then, he untied the priest's shawl, covering Lin Lang's bare skin.
"Snapped-"
In exchange, she ruthlessly shook off.
She would rather die in despair than accept alms from others, especially from her former lover.
"Why hasn't that idiot come out yet? Did he die on the belly of that female slave?"
A charming voice came from outside, asking impatiently.
"Your Highness, don't worry, in my opinion, that guy Kuta hasn't been close to a woman for a long time, and he is probably tossing people up and down at the moment." The subordinate said flatteringly.
The female voice was quiet for a moment, and asked unnaturally, "There seems to be no sound in here, he, he won't kill people, right?"
Then came the sound of footsteps.
The curtain was thrown back.
The master and servant looked at the scene inside in astonishment.
The man was half kneeling, his arms raised, as if he was holding something.
There was a person in his arms, a woman.
Princess Hittite stared at the high priest's spotless white robe, which was deliberately pulled by the master to cover things that could not be seen. Due to the limitation of the length of the robe, it did not perfectly keep the secret, but at the hem of the robe, a section of slender ankle, pale instep, and bright red nails were exposed. The woman's toes curled up shyly, making everything even more fragrant and exciting.
"... get out."
God turned his head.
It was a pair of unfamiliar silver pupils.
He looked at the uninvited guest distantly and indifferently.
"Look again, keep your eyeballs."
Princess Hittite trembled all over.
She was very angry, she wanted to scream, and when her eyes fell on the corpse at her feet, it was as if a blood-red net suddenly rushed to her eyes, and nameless fear occupied her brain.
A feeling of nausea and wanting to vomit rushed up her throat crazily. Princess Hittite covered her mouth and ran away quickly.
The subordinate who was left was stunned, and before he could run away, a blood hole appeared on his forehead.
He slowly touched the numb forehead, and blood gushed out like a column in an instant.
"Boom—"
Another body fell.
"It's okay, they didn't see anything."
The god caressed Lin Lang's shoulder, and his tone was surprisingly soft.
And she pursed her lips, but she didn't want to respond to him again.
God is both annoyed and regretful. If he had found out earlier, he would not have caused today's evil results.
She resented him, feared him, and refused his approach.
God sighed, and finally did not force her.
At this moment, in his heart, the guilt towards Lin Lang had reached its peak, so how could he be willing to embarrass her
He stretched out his arms, passed through Lin Lang's waist, hugged her firmly, skillfully avoided the patrolling soldiers, and returned to his tent smoothly.
As the number one priest next to the princess, her food, clothing, housing and transportation were naturally luxurious. Lin Lang was placed on a bed covered with layers of fine feathers by him. In terms of softness, it is naturally not as good as the golden feather bed that Lord Satan personally made for her, but because it is contaminated with the breath of God, the surroundings are filled with a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, as if sleeping in a piece of soft spring grass. You can feel the warm sunshine in your eyes.
"You are tired, have a good sleep."
After leaving the identity of the high priest, those cunning, selfishness, and ambitions seemed to be far away from God in an instant.
The god returned to Lin Lang's most familiar appearance.
The father of the gods was as gentle and generous, his fingertips were as seamless as the wind, lightly stroking the hair on her ears.
Lin Lang fell asleep.
God originally wanted to change her into clean clothes, but after thinking about it, he gave up.
He took a water-soaked handkerchief, wiped off the blood on Lin Lang's face and neck, then held her ankle, and wiped the dusty soles of her feet properly.
It was the first time that God did this kind of thing for someone else, and the object was a woman. It felt quite strange and satisfying.
He even wiped the gap between each of Lin Lang's toes several times until he was satisfied with the inspection.
In the middle of the night, moonlight flows in quietly through the gap.
God sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the man on his lap.
He took off her hair accessories, and her black hair fell like satin, falling from his thighs to his feet.
In the distant heaven, in his bright hall, she always likes to sit on the first jade platform under the god's seat, leaning her waist, leaning her head and arms on his legs, her posture is soft and respectful. Elizabeth has curly hair like seaweed, which is as long as her ankles. When she slanted and sat beside God, her long hair gleaming like black pearls hung down from the first jade steps to the third jade steps. Like a fairy tale.
Due to the mission, he just looked at the angel's clean sleeping face from a distance, and never touched her soft, addictive long hair.
He never thought that one day he would fall in love with a character in the plot absurdly.
That was the thing he scoffed at the most.
Why are you so obsessed with Elizabeth
He couldn't tell either.
Obviously at first, he just took pity on her status as a pawn and wanted to take care of her as best he could outside of the mission.
When he came back to his senses, the red thread had wrapped him into a chrysalis.
God inserted his hand into Lin Lang's hair and combed it meticulously.
The sleeping person frowned slightly, as if he couldn't bear something.
God glanced around, picked up the ivory ostrich fan next to her, and gently fanned her face.
Soon, the wrinkles between her brows disappeared and she calmed down.
Because she slept too comfortably, she even rubbed against God's waist coquettishly.
Only at this time, she will be defenseless.
Shen smiled, and lightly untied the gem jewelry around his waist, so as not to scratch her skin.
God didn't sleep all night, and he couldn't bear to close his eyes.
His fingers gently drew the contours of Lin Lang's facial features.
In the silent night, emotions are always easy to flood, and God is no exception, he is reflecting on himself.
Suddenly, a green light appeared in the room.
It was a lost firefly, and it was still a little fat. It wanted to fly out of the tent, but couldn't find a way, bumping around like a headless fly, making a slight sizzle sound.
It flew crookedly towards the bed, and continued to ram into it on the way.
The god heard it, and put a finger on his lips in a hush gesture.
The firefly was dumbfounded, and really stopped still.
God sent a gust of wind and let it go home.
Because of Lin Lang, his heart seemed to become moist and soft again.
But he can change the present, but he cannot recreate the past.
God caressed the tips of Linlang's ears.
"I'm sorry, Elizabeth, for letting you see such... despicable me. I have thought countless times, how we will meet in another strange time and space, maybe at dusk, maybe on a windy street corner Of course, these are not important. I just think that the first time you saw me, I should be a gentle, kind man who can tolerate the world. He is open and cheerful, and he is worthy of your love. Maybe, We will still fall in love at first sight."
God couldn't help sighing, "I originally wanted to do this too, but... it seems to be messed up."
Although he has a godhead, his luck is not good.
"Maybe you can't understand. The long time and waiting have made me crazy. I will use all means to get what I want. I use the simplest but bloodiest means to get all the results I want. I am tired of being disappointed again and again, as if this is the only way, to motivate yourself.”
God bent down and solemnly kissed her forehead.
"Fortunately, you have come back, so I don't need to be paranoid anymore. If you love a god or a priest, then I will give up war and killing as you wish."
I would like to be your most merciful father.
In the eternal night, only your prayers are heard.