In the middle, there is a prince visiting the church, that is, Kennelly, the third male protagonist, who is bumped into by the reckless original heroine. He cannot help but develop a strong interest in the bunny-like Marit.

Next, the three men were jealous, dragging Marit Jiangjiang to Niangnong, and finally, with her breasts crying, they had a foursome with a happy ending.

In the original plot that Zhu Baishao watched, the indescribable pornographic part accounted for more than two-thirds.

She read the few plots again, and finally asked in confusion, "The men who appeared in the original plot were either sexually interested in Marit, or were planning to be sexually interested in her. So which one is the son of luck?" Who am I?"

The original heroine Marit was a charming character. All the male characters who appeared in the original plot were deeply impressed by her and wanted to have a taste of her little rabbit.

Zhu Baishao secretly smacked his tongue.

It was full of scraps, and it was really difficult for her to find gold in the scraps.

The system, a small cloud, flew closer and directly transformed into a line of words.

[Host, you are Sister Dale who was hanged in the square. As for the crime of trial, she killed several nobles. One of those nobles was the uncle of the original heroine Marit. 】

Dale was born at the bottom of society. After becoming a nun, she thought she would be exposed to the light. However, in the confessional, she only heard people who had committed sins, praying for God's forgiveness without any regrets, so that she could feel at ease. .

Then the next time you commit a crime, come again and pray for forgiveness.

She believed that God should not forgive those people, but punish them, but God did not give her any answer.

She took up the weapon herself and exercised her judgment on those people.

"I like Dale very much." Zhu Baishao expressed his opinion lightly.

"In such a plot, I am quite impressed that such a female supporting role can appear - it would be better if she was not a tool to promote the relationship between the male and female protagonists."

“When God is powerless, then the devil will save all sentient beings.

When God cannot distinguish between good and evil, then I will be my own god.

I think they are guilty, so I judge them. "

Zhu Baishao had already taken it in, with a slightly sick look on his face.

The system flew over and knocked itself apart in front of her, and then said: [I haven't said the child of destiny yet! 】

[The son of destiny in this plane, named Samael, was the old ruler of the world. 】

Zhu Baishao was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "I never saw him appear in the original plot."

[The rulers of the past have watched you from birth to death, from ancient times to the present. 】

[The gods disappeared, and only the old ruler stared at the world. He was everywhere. 】

The system played some sad music at some point, and the sound was slightly lowered, creating a unique atmosphere.

"So where does he appear?"

Zhu Baishao interrupted the system's spellcasting, still concerned about this issue. After all, it was related to how she would see the Son of Luck, or how to get close to him.

The system dimly turned off the music and explained: [Samael has been under the church all this time. It is his existence that has had so much impact on the outside world...]

[For example, Samael is very good at arousing desire in people's hearts. Many people in the church are dissolute, and his influence is partly among them. 】

Zhu Baishao nodded thoughtfully.

Samael doesn't seem to be a guy from the justice camp.

A bit like the evil god.

After just thinking about it, Zhu Baishao opened the face pinching interface and started her happy journey.

Del's hair color is blonde which cannot be changed.

Zhu Baishao has carefully considered the eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips, striving for perfection.

Looking at the default brown eye color, she changed the color to a red tint.

Ruby-like red pupils, dotted with slightly shining bright gold powder, just the right brown slightly dilated pupils, shining under the long golden hair, gorgeous and evocative.

A pair of slightly upward slender red phoenix eyes, with gleaming eyes, coupled with red pupils, slightly restrained expression, cold, indifferent, and with murderous intent, making those who looked at him seem to see flying blood.

When he smiled, there was a warm glow. There was no bloodthirsty oppression, but there was still a mysterious aura.

I don’t know if it was because the original heroine was described as a cute and juicy little white rabbit, but Zhu Baishao gave herself an appearance that was unprecedentedly gorgeous and lethal.

Bee waist, long legs, big breasts and fat buttocks.

Perfect.

……

When Zhu Baishao entered the plane, she was folding the quilt in her residence. Looking down from the high and narrow window sill, she could clearly see the busy traffic outside and the flocks of white pigeons ignoring pedestrians in the square.

Chimneys emitting thick smoke, classic cars honking their horns, horse-drawn public buses, men in suits, women in diverse attires...

This is not a simple medieval background, but more like a hodgepodge randomly mixed together.

"Del! It's time for us to go to the cafeteria for breakfast. You know, it's a rare and pleasant time."

Someone knocked on Zhu Baishao's door.

Zhu Baishao knew that this was the eldest and kindest nun in the cathedral - Hagrid, the dean of the monastery affiliated with the cathedral and a fanatical believer.

"Okay, Hagrid."

Zhu Baishao responded. She knew that Hagrid didn't like others to pay attention to her age, and only liked others to discuss friendship with her peers.

Hearing the footsteps leaving, Zhu Baishao adjusted her large and conservative black nun's uniform, then took off the white headscarf hanging on one side, wrapped and covered her long golden curly hair, and even covered it. Half a face.

The nuns Zhu Bai Shao saw in books in the past were all repressed and silent.

But when she walked down from the spire residence, she heard all kinds of women talking and laughing, showing off.

The nuns who also wear black robes and white headscarves are also dressed in different styles. Some of them wear a thin white gauze coat outside their robes, some use corsets to tie their slender waists, and some wear them on their chests. Wearing complicated and exquisite badges, chatting and laughing freely, looking smoky and flirting, she doesn't look like a church nun at all.

More like a libertine in the skin of a nun.

Zhu Baishao followed the direction of the flow of people, lowering his head slightly and thinking.

According to the system, the gods of this plane have disappeared, and only the old rulers are watching everything. The rulers who have had their authority and faith taken away by the gods, after regaining control of everything, will treat these humans who easily switch their beliefs. What do you think?

Zhu Baishao's eyes flashed. Perhaps this was the reason why in the original plot, the cathedral, which represented the sacredness, was reduced to a place of debauchery.

The aloof Eternal Ruler is not without temper.

At this time, Zhu Baishao regarded Samael as a normal god.

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