Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

The Pope stretched out his hand, and in his pale palm lay a stack of black cards with red formations on them: "This is the medium to start the ceremony. Each brave man needs to take one, express his inner desires, and wait for the ceremony to give you a response."

"In other words, can you help me realize my wish?"

Zhang Xia's hand holding the puppet trembled slightly, she raised her head and asked indifferently.

The Pope tilted his head and stared at him, seeing the hope hidden in his dark eyes, and a trace of teasing flashed in his golden eyes: "Generally speaking, yes."

Zhang Xia lowered his eyes, remained silent for a while, walked quickly to him, picked up a card, walked aside, and stared at the red formation in the card.

For a moment, red light gradually reflected from the formation and projected into the air. Then, the puppet and the card in his hand shattered together, turning into dots of fluorescent light, which gradually dissipated.

Amidst everyone's anxiety and Zhang Xia's hope, a gloomy young man wearing a gorgeous dress and almost identical to Zhang Xia slowly appeared, floating in the projection formation.

Zhang Xia's eyes widened and she stared blankly at the person above her. Her eyes were filled with endless longing. She stretched out her hand and carefully hugged the fallen person.

"elder brother?"

His lips trembled, and he did not dare to use force, for fear that if he used force, the person in his arms would disappear again like a bubble.

The eyelids of the person in his arms trembled, and then he slowly opened his eyes. Seeing a familiar face, he raised his hand and rubbed his head: "Why are you crying? Aren't I back?"

Zhang Xia's pupils shrank suddenly, and she hugged him tightly uncontrollably, her head nestled in his neck, she cried silently, and kept muttering: "Brother, brother. Brother..."

Zhang Shang had no choice but to hug him back gently, caressing his trembling back and giving him the greatest comfort.

The Pope was a little surprised when he saw their reunion. Then he looked at the remaining players who were about to make a move. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and said softly like a bewitcher: "Why don't you give it a try? Maybe like your companions, you can successfully realize your wish." ”

The players paused, still wavering, but after seeing Zhang Xia who got what he wanted, they all came to the Pope, picked up the cards, walked to the corner of the empty room, and started the ceremony - except Song Nan.

Song Nan stood there, staring at the last black card lying in the Pope's palm. His heart was beating violently. He didn't dare to take the card. He always had a premonition that as long as he performed the ritual, something terrible would happen to him. things.

The Pope looked at the last card, raised his head, and looked at the only young man standing in front of him, keeping alert, and his golden eyes dimmed.

He stepped forward, walked up to Song Nan, opened his thin lips slightly, and asked in a cold and elegant voice: "Master Brave, do you want to back down again?"

Song Nan stiffened, swallowed unconsciously, raised his head, his clear eyes filled with unconscious fear, stared at him blankly, took a step back helplessly, stumbled and responded: "No..."

The Pope took his hand, held it, placed the card in his white palm, and smiled slightly: "No? Then, Lord Brave, hurry up and perform the ceremony. I am very much looking forward to what kind of desires you will have."

Song Nan's eyes were filled with tears, and his heart was beating almost out of his chest. The ominous premonition became more and more obvious, and the panic was about to be swallowed up by him: 'Uuuuuuu, 484, he bullied me...'

{Master, this is a necessary process, I have wronged you. }

Song Nan's cheeks were red and her voice was filled with a strong nasal sound. She said aggrievedly and angrily: "But, I'm so panicked!"It seems like if I summon it, it will be broken...'

484 did not answer, or in other words, it was too late to answer.

Just after he said these words in a panic, the formation in his palm suddenly emitted a strong red light. Then, the card melted, and a black door exuding a terrifying aura appeared directly in front.

Song Nan's heart palpitated, and he hid behind the Pope reflexively, looking in horror at the door engraved with mysterious and strange symbols.

[Ding——Character:? ? ? (Pope) favorability +5, currently: 23]

"Squeak~"

The door opened, and a hand with white silk gloves stretched out from the darkness and climbed onto the door frame. Then, slender legs stretched out, and brown leather shoes stepped on the ground.

"tread"

The sound was not loud, but it made everyone except the Pope unconsciously hold their breath and feel fear in their hearts.

"Do"

A cane appeared and tapped on the ground. At the same time, it also used the force to completely pull out the person behind the door.

The man stood on the ground, with a tall and slender figure. The white suit fit him very well. The waistband design made him have broad shoulders and a slim waist, but he was not slender. Instead, he had a sense of explosive beauty.

He raised his hand, pinched the brim of the hat with his fingertips, raised it slightly, and saluted gracefully. Then, he narrowed his golden eyes, and the black "j" tattoo under his eyes seemed to be a little redder, and poked his head towards the Pope who was hiding behind him. The young man showed a warm smile: "Sweetheart, who is he?"

Song Nan's pupils shrank suddenly, her red lips trembled, and she opened her mouth to speak. Unexpectedly, another man walked out from behind the door.

The man was wearing a black deacon's uniform and holding a rose in his hand. When he saw Song Nan's appearance, his eyes lit up with joy. He quickly walked up to him, knelt down on one knee, gently took his hand, leaned over and kissed him. , smiled brightly, and said with lingering eyes: "Earl, I didn't expect to see you again! This time, I will not let you go."

[Ding——Character: Si Bai (Butler) favorability +100, current: 100 (full value 100)]

[Ding——Character:? ? ? (Pope) favorability -10, currently: 13]

[Ding——Character:? ? ? (Magician) favorability -50, currently: 100 (full value 100)]

Song Nan's movements were stiff, and he noticed three blazing gazes fixed on him, one head and two big ones: '484, can I stop doing this task?I want to die. '

{I'm very sorry, Master, 484 does not have the function of logging out of the world in advance. Please don't be passive and slow down, complete the task as soon as possible, and you can log out of the world after completing the task. }

Song Nan lowered his head, his whole body was shaking, and looked up at the questioning eyes of the three men. His eyes were filled with confusion, and then he turned his head. Instead of answering their questions, he tugged at the Pope's white clothes. He stumbled and asked: "Your Majesty the Pope, why did I summon two people?"

The Pope hid the inquiry in his eyes, took a step back, distanced himself from him, and responded coldly: "The brave man is very special. A medium can only summon one tamer. I didn't expect you to be able to summon two..."

His golden eyes were slightly curved, and the corners of his mouth were raised with a hint of teasing: "Your desire is really unfathomable."

[Ding——Character:? ? ? (Pope) favorability -10, currently: 3]

At this time, the magician came over, smiled with the pope, leaned down, stretched out his hand, put his tiger's mouth against Song Nan's chin, pinched his cheek with cold fingers, making it bulge slightly, and said kindly: "Sweetheart, you You haven’t told me who they are yet~”

Song Nan's heart skipped a beat, and his clear eyes immediately filled with water, spinning around in his eye sockets and slowly falling down, moistening his fingertips and bringing a touch of warmth.

'484, help!Let me die! '

{I can’t do it as a concubine! }

'I can't do it either!Who can help me!Just put them back together! '