I wore it after killing the God of Light

It seems that they are confident, but they are actually panicked.

What kind of cheating scene is this?

Li Mingguang can't let Mo Te see the formula on his manuscript, right? Isn't this revealing?

He had no choice but to continue standing in front of the window, pretending to be looking at the scenery, and only turned his head when Mete approached, "What's the matter?"

Mo Te was a little abnormal, standing behind him without speaking, Li Mingguang felt that he seemed to be staring at the back of his neck, like a falcon aiming at its prey.

"?"

He gave Mote a puzzled look again.

"I heard a little movement, you were talking just now." Mote explained, "Did something happen?"

Li Mingguang felt that the extremely aggressive gaze was slightly restrained, and at the same time he didn't understand why, he was a little embarrassed to ask what was going on.

So guilty, so embarrassing.

If you don’t explain it, you seem to have a ghost in your heart. If you say it directly, Mote probably won’t be very happy, and he might think too much—who made Xikesa an unpopular loser.

He laughed and tried to put things aside: "I didn't say anything just now, it should be a voice from somewhere else."

"It's still pretty outside the window..." Noisy

Saying this, Li Mingguang unconsciously looked out.

Then, he saw Hope, the little elf prince who thought he was hiding and was climbing up the vine quietly.

The green eyes of the elf boy turned from time to time, while climbing, he did not forget to pay attention to the surrounding situation.

Very well, it's up to you, Hope!

Li Mingguang was quick to develop his wits.

"I heard some movement, and saw that Hope had a door and wanted to climb up. Just as I was about to call him, you came in."

He waved at Hope, "I've seen you a long time ago, why are you sneaking around!"

The found elven vine was not held steady, and with a flick of his wrist, he almost fell off the building on the spot.

"Me, me, you, you, you..."

Seeing that Meteor was also in the room, Hope, who was standing on the window sill, was nervous and speechless.

He came here because he couldn't figure out why he lost so badly, and he didn't want to enter from the outside openly, and be seen by other elves asking for advice from humans, so he wanted to make a surprise attack from the window sill and leave after asking.

Who knew that the great God was also there!At the moment of seeing the elf Lord God, Hope lost all happiness.

But Li Mingguang is happy.

He pulled up Hope, who gave up on himself and let go, with a loving face, "It just so happens that Mete is here, so just tell me what you want."

No, no, it’s because God is here that he doesn’t want to talk about it!

Hope had tears in his eyes.

What can he say?He just wants to die now.

"Look, it's really not a big deal." Li Mingguang shrugged, "I guess I came here because I felt ashamed. Children, I can fully understand."

The boy's tone was very brisk, and there was nothing wrong with it at all.

It seemed that everything was as he said, except that when he was looking at the scenery, he happened to see Hope sneaking over, and at this moment, he just pushed the door open and entered.

This plane was about to be completely sealed off by him, and the coming of a certain god could not be hidden from him at all.

It was Xixa that time before, and it was Xixa this time, Mote knew it all.

He remembered that the mage was actually the favored person of Sixa, the only priest in the Temple of Destiny.In terms of status alone, it is even higher than most of the middle and lower gods, and he once called the other party "the crown of frost and fire".

But so what?

Although he is not good at fighting, he is one of the gods sitting on the topmost throne, and his godhead and destiny are at the same level.

Perhaps other gods would be afraid to turn against Sixa, but not Mete.

He was only disgusted by Sixa.

No matter how fate will react, He has already decided to keep Li Mingguang here.

They still have countless times to get along, and the momentary incomprehension and disgust will be erased by time.

But God's love cannot be diminished. He will always be kind to Li Mingguang and offer all the treasures in the world.

He will not leave himself, nor can he leave himself.

God's love is love, and it is also a prison.

Mote is convinced that he is awake at the moment, and has even thought about how to explain it later.But when he heard Li Mingguang's extremely relaxed tone and saw the imperceptible happiness in the other party's eyes, he found that he was not as calm as he thought.

Why hide it?Why lie?Is it because he is afraid that he will be angry?

Or is he actually in love with Sixa?

There are many lovers of gods who love the gods they believe in and dedicate their whole body and mind to the objects of their beliefs. Is he no exception?

Mete alone cannot tolerate this.

"Stand back first." He instructed Hope like this.

Hope, who was named, was relieved and jumped out of the window sill.

Only Mo Te and Li Mingguang were left in the room.

After realizing something was wrong, the sorcerer swallowed and said alertly, "...Are you going to go back on your word and tear up the previous agreement?"

Mote saw him straighten his waist, and unconsciously lowered his brows a lot, obviously entering a state of alert.

Even so, the aura around the young man only became condensed rather than heavy.

The word "heaviness" seems to have nothing to do with him forever.

That mouth can sing lengthy incantations that are also extremely lethal to gods, and it can say cold rejections, but more often it spits out witty words that it doesn't know what plane it learned from.

Mote didn't quite understand the meaning of many words, but he felt happy.

Even now, there is no way for him to hurt the other party cruelly, and to punish the little liar who is always full of lies.

Give it another chance.

"I won't tear up the agreement." He smiled and lowered his voice, "I was just thinking about something."

"Oh." Li Mingguang nodded, looked at him with a little worry, and stood aside, pulling some distance away.

He seemed to have a natural acumen in such matters.

Mote remembered the other party's expression of his heart and peace before, but still felt that it was just some kind of existence that was more instinctive for small animals.

It may be that all his talents were spent on spells and learning. His mages are actually extremely slow in getting along with each other.

He discovered it late, otherwise he wouldn't have missed many opportunities in just a few days.

Don't miss it now.

"I just thought of the gift I gave you before." Mote took out the jeweled corolla that appeared in Notreil, "I personally brought you a gift."

Li Mingguang turned his head to look at it, and his blue-like pupils flashed puzzled, "Huh? I remember saying that this thing is fancy, I don't need it?"

How do you talk about this?Sure enough, he still thought Mo Te was weird.

Mote just smiled, "Do you still remember what happened after I brought it for you?"

"Of course I remember, I didn't just throw it away, but you still took revenge on the little girl." Li Mingguang was even more puzzled, "Or did you come here to say this because you tossed and turned and thought I shouldn't stop you?"

He couldn't think of any reason other than this.But he also felt that Mo Te sometimes falls in love with love, but he is not so petty.

For the first time, Li Mingguang found that his brain was not enough.

This is too complicated, even more difficult than the spell formula left by his teacher when he was ten years old in the mage's tower.

He thought a lot, but he didn't think about love, he didn't think it was enough.

The love brain is only used to describe that you may not be calm and impulsive when things happen, and it does not mean that you will be dominated by the feeling of liking something.

When he wandered through the ruins, he would fall in love with those lost spells, and usually rushed over without thinking about the traps.

Mo Te shook his head and denied, "No, before that."

—He has given the chance.

It was his mage who was lucky and didn't answer the question seriously.

"I want to know what happened in a place where no one can see when Sixa stopped time and straightened your corolla."

Li Mingguang was horrified, and the alarm bells rang out.

Mete, however, bit his earlobe as Sixa had done before.

The opponent's speed was even faster than his instinctive reaction, Li Mingguang felt bad.

And beside the ears, the gentle whispers continued, "Is that so?"

"Did you guys do anything else when Sixa came here?"

"Like—like this?"

He kissed Li Mingguang's side neck, chewed it carefully, and stretched his palm to the inside of the large mage's robe, and continued to grope while half pinching the boy's waistline.

The author has something to say: (sneaks away quietly)

...First let me say that the development of the next chapter is a bit unexpected, so don't scold me QAQ

If you scold me, I will beep qaq