Good, catch, catch, catch.
Recalling the introduction in "Apocalypse", Chao Deng's eyes gradually darkened.
The number of wings of the Celestial Clan and the color of the pupils are both symbols of power. Because the wings are powerful and sensitive, the Celestial Clan touches each other's wings to express love. They occasionally wrap their lovers with wings, which is a euphemism for the proud Celestial Clan to express possession One of the ways of lust and love.
This is so embarrassing, I confessed it as soon as we met.
"Caught it," Chao Deng said to Wang Zhanlan, "And then?"
"..."
"...?"
Sercia hesitated for a moment, then tentatively stretched out his hand to touch the lamp. His hand was as beautiful as a human, but it was not feminine at all. It was like a finely crafted work of art. Lips, just about to speak, a voice as warm as a spring brushed past her ears.
"I don't hate it..." Cecia murmured, "I still want it."
Chao Deng could feel that the other party carefully caressed his lips. Compared with the flirtatious caress he often encountered, the touch of Tianzu was more like a small animal that didn't know the world. The side face wanted to squeeze into his lips, and the white fingertips exerted some force, and he couldn't help frowning slightly at the lamp.
"I hurt you, sorry."
Hearing the sound of apology, surprise flashed in his eyes, Sercia obediently withdrew his fingers, and even the six wings that had originally wrapped the lantern retreated back behind the master without a sound.
"It's okay... do you know me?"
"Towards the lamp."
Hearing the other party call his name, Chao Deng's heart trembled inexplicably.
So fucking good woo woo woo woo.
"Hmm..." He smiled habitually: "Did you meet in "Apocalypse?"
Sercia nodded, and continued towards the lamp: "Then why did you come to hug my finger when we first met?"
Sercia struggled for a long time without speaking, and Chao Deng took the opportunity to immerse herself in the beauty of the holy angel. The blonde sweetheart, Deng Deng's body and mind were about to be washed.
"The book said, I fell in love with you at first sight."
He seemed to be in a bit of a dilemma, the originally stretched wings closed one by one behind his back, and a faint warm light spread in his bright eyes.
... Help, help!
How cute is she when she looks so good-looking! foul!
Seeing that Chao Deng didn't speak, Cecia had no choice but to look at him motionless, and asked Chao Deng in a low voice: "Love at first sight?"
"You... have a very comfortable feeling."
"That may be the effect of bodily fluids," he smiled, "Holy Son has holy water all over his body."
"It's not that," Cecia denied, "It has nothing to do with the source of power, I just want to wrap your fingers because..."
"Ok?"
"They look like they should be mine."
Cecia whispered.
I'm so cute.
Chao Deng unconsciously raised his lips: "You also wrapped me with your wings just now."
"..."
He originally thought that he would hear a possessive answer from Sercia, such as "You should be mine", but in fact, the other party just remained silent for a while, and then threw the question to him again.
"Do you want to."
What do you want, are you willing to accept your confession
Chao Deng smirked and said, "What will happen if I refuse?"
He is still vacillating now. Although Sercia said that he fell in love at first sight, but depending on the situation, this silly child may not even understand the meaning of love at first sight.
"I'm sorry," Sercia said seriously, "If you refuse, I will force you. I have checked the information and asked other Celestial Clans. If you can't catch up, you should be tough."
"... come hard?"
"Rape," said the Celestial Clan in front of him with eyes as clear as jewels, his soft lips opened and closed, and his face that blended all the good things in the world was calm: "Rape until you piss, become adultery. "
Don't use your holy little face to say such dirty words!
The stimulation was too great, and the nosebleeds were about to come out.
"you… "
"I'm sorry if it troubles you." Cecia seemed to be really embarrassed. After thinking for a while, he followed the temptation: "Do you want to roll on the feathers?"
This game of rolling feathers sounds a bit awesome.
"Your Majesty," someone walked through the corridor at this time, and Ellison, who was wearing a knight outfit, came from outside the atrium. Just come here by yourself."
Oops, almost forgot about this.
Chao Deng touched his nose: "I want to get out, let's talk about it next time we meet."
Sure enough, Sercia's attention was completely attracted by the sentence, and a smile appeared on the face of the Celestial Clan Lingxiu. He nodded and walked out of the small hall.
It's so coaxing.
It's a pity that the next one won't be so easy to coax.
"Alison Sensen Sensen—" Chao Deng jumped to the knight commander in two or three steps, hooked his shoulders and led him to the other side, and at the same time lowered his voice like a thief: "Comrade comrades, how long are you going to kill the pervert? Apprentice, learn to smoke Yet."
"Sacrifice, I haven't learned it."
"You are very indifferent to me," Chao Deng said, "I'm not happy, I have a little emotion."
The knight commander opened his mouth, hummed twice towards the lamp and smiled, he rarely smiled like this, with cunning in the corners of his eyes and brows, like a big boy who is always full of bad ideas.
"I know your little tits."
"..."
"Are you a dragon?"
"..."
Seeing that he didn't speak or refute, Chao Deng roughly guessed in his heart that he and Ellison were relatively familiar, so Chao Deng simply leaned on each other.
"Tell me~"
He approached Ellison's side face, his soft voice seemed to be dripping with syrup.
In order to set up a message, I don't want this face, hee hee.
"...towards the lamp," the knight commander buried most of his face in the shadows, and from his angle, he could barely see Ellison's brown eyelashes: "I'm a dragon, it doesn't do you any good, the knight hired a dragon, If he can’t pay the dragon a satisfactory reward, he will go bankrupt and even lose his body and dignity. Similarly, if you asked me to kill the pope for you, if I were a dragon, what would you pay me?”
"..."
Oh shit.
If you want money, or if you don’t give it, Chaodeng wishes you both good luck.
"I'll kill him," Ellison let him hang on his body, and whispered, "You don't have to pay me anything."
"If you kill him," he said, leaning towards the ear of the knight commander, "I will be yours."
He could feel Ellison's stiffness for a moment, and then he was gently placed on the ground by the other party. The murderous aura on his face was almost solidified, and he began to feel fear involuntarily. It didn't come from his heart, but the creatures hidden in every day. Instinct in every cell, the young man with a smile on his face in front of him has creepy danger spreading all over his body.
"Say it again?"
"If you want it, it's yours," Chao Deng tried hard to suppress the desire to retreat so far. He has never experienced this kind of despair in other species in this world. If he retreats this time, he will face Egypt again in the future. Li Sen, both of them would not be able to get over that hurdle, lowered their eyes towards the lamp, and clenched their palms: "...don't be yours too."
The murderous aura that covered the sky and the sun dissipated in an instant, and Ellison conjured two cigarettes out of nowhere, and his fingertips burned with extremely high-purity golden flames.
"You still teach me to smoke, the reward we agreed at first," Ellison said with a brisk tone, with the same smile on his face, "Only this."
Because the first Pope believed that knowledge and even the supreme power, the Library Pavilion was built on the west side of the Great Holy See. Behind the pavilion is the inland sea of the Philharmonic City. He did teach Ellison to smoke, but unfortunately the other party couldn’t learn it anyway. After parting with the Knight Commander, Chao Deng entered the Library Pavilion alone, passed the magic inspection outside the door, and then stepped into the pavilion. The authority of the Holy Son allowed him to read almost all the books. Unfortunately, the information he wanted was very little. There are very few of them, the Dragon Clan is like the stardust that has been deliberately forgotten, it is difficult to find the slightest trace anywhere.
Just when he was about to give up, Chao Deng's gaze inadvertently passed over an old bookshelf, and an ancient book with a book cover facing a passerby made him stop in his tracks.
It was a book about dragons.
It has a black leather cover, and the golden ancient traditional characters branded on the spine look like stars. Although he can't understand the meaning of the characters, judging from the vivid dragon pattern on the book cover, this is indeed a rare book collection related to the dragon clan. , he opened it, perhaps because it was too old, many of the words on it were difficult for Chaodeng to understand, and the pictures would not fall out of the projection like the current magic books, just as Chaodeng unknowingly accelerated the page turning speed , he saw a text.
To be precise, he couldn't fully understand the content on it, but he could understand some of the words in it. He read "name", "contract", "dragon knight", and the matching illustration was a Summoning a giant dragon from the formation, and a paladin in armor, something slipped through his mind in a trance, and carefully read those complicated ancient characters towards the lamp. He used memory magic, and also took the corresponding ancient characters. The big dictionary barely figured out the general meaning.
For the dragon clan, the name is a very important part, they never reveal their name to anyone, until humans summon the dragon clan, the name is the key to concluding the contract, a knight who knows the real name of a dragon can issue orders to it other than death. Any command must be paid accordingly. Another interesting event is that shiny armor has been used as a knight's medal since ancient times, but in the Middle Ages, knights also took care of their armor to win the favor of dragons. They love shiny Shiny things, the more shiny the armor, the more powerful the dragon clan can be attracted, even the most mysterious red dragon has come to the world because of the armor.
He often wears armor, doesn't say his real name, and is rebellious... Ellison is not a dragon, and explodes in place towards the lamp.
He closed the book and put it into the interspatial ring, with a vague smile on his lips.
There was only half a month left for the sacrificial ceremony, and the various Holy Sees scattered across the four continents sent envoys to congratulate him one after another. After he softened his attitude towards Eli, the young pope turned a blind eye to his behavior, and on the surface temporarily Fading away the idea of transforming his body, the elves sent envoys Heine and James. Since the summer performance festival, he has almost never seen Heine who returned to the kingdom of elves. The elf prince specially held a small dinner party to show his friendliness. He deliberately avoided Sercia these days. When he was happily teasing Hai Yin, who had not seen him for a long time, the gorgeous six wings of the Celestial Clan suddenly appeared in his vision.
"Towards the lamp."
He heard the warm tone of Sercia's spring water, noticed the expression of the holy archangel, and the elf's green eyes full of spring flickered slightly.
"The question from last time," Sercia said slowly, "Have you considered it?"
"..."
Sercia showed such an expression as expected, a hint of danger flashed across his clear blue pupils, and his voice was faint.
"Sorry, I'm going to rape you."
"..."
"Your Excellency," Hein raised her eyebrows, and her expression became unkind: "Who are you going to rape? His Royal Highness Son."
"..."
As a subject who is about to be raped, I feel complicated.
The footsteps coming from the corner made them raise their heads at the same time. The young pope's pale and handsome face was expressionless, and the commander of the paladin next to him glanced at the lamp with a smile.
However, the God of Sercia made up the knife.
"He wants to roll my feathers." Under everyone's gaze, the dreamlike creature unhurriedly looked at the Son of God in the middle of the field: "He wants me to sleep with him."
I plug in.
How many meanings are there in rolling feathers?