Monopolize the favor of paranoid gods

Although he followed the atmosphere, Song Zhixun never thought about what to do with these people.

He abruptly called himself the master of Rasteri Palace, but he just followed the trend, he really didn't know how, the real master next to him really allowed him to do whatever he wanted ah.

Song Zhixun looked at Iser's severed arms and legs, and pursed his lips. Although he couldn't say how lucky he was, he was still an upper-class citizen. You really couldn't see such bloody things, and he felt a little nauseous.

There is no doctor here, and there is no way to stop the bleeding. It will be very difficult if there are no leaders behind him to speak. Since he is a soldier, he should have corresponding treatment methods.

Song Zhixun swallowed his saliva: "Go and deal with the wound first, and now make a mental preparation. Without my permission, no one can leave this area!"

The moment Song Zhixun's voice fell, a protective shield was quickly erected around Song Zhixun's so-called 'surrounding', trapping everyone inside tightly.

Song Zhixun was stunned, looking helplessly at the protective shield that suddenly appeared, he was at a loss, he...does he still have this kind of super power?

Turning around, he stretched out his hand to grab Gong's long red hair. Gong's pupils gradually faded back to pale gold, and he threw away the knife in his hand. The knife disappeared into the air in an instant. Gong followed behind Song Zhixun obediently. Let him pull the hair like a dog.

The temple knights took them to this barren land and disappeared, leaving Song Zhixun alone to deal with the man behind him who was said to have mental problems.

Is his mood still stable?Song Zhixun couldn't help but keep looking at the Qiqing panel beside him, his mood was very stable, not too far from his own setting, but...he didn't know what the red-haired boy standing in front of him was thinking.

"You should know who I am, right?" Song Zhixun was flustered in his heart, but on the surface he was domineering.

"You are..." The young man's fiery red hair fell on his shoulders, not as if he was flaunting in front of the intruder, but at this moment, he fell obediently on the hard armor, like a magma waterfall flowing down, "My, God back."

Gong stretched out his hands, and the armor on his body disappeared, revealing the boy's own well-proportioned figure. He held Song Zhixun's cheeks, lowered his head slightly to smell Song Zhixun's breath.

"You are very fragrant and can arouse my appetite. If I bite down, what kind of taste can I taste?" The young man who had removed all his defenses was completely unable to resist the strong aroma from the person in front of him. The strong taste stimulated him With nerves and instincts, I just want to get closer to the person in front of me.

"Don't touch me!" Song Zhixun's heart tightened, and he covered Gong's cheek with his hand and pushed it out, "You are not allowed to touch me without my permission!"

This human being... didn't understand his position at all, the palace was pushed away, and his face was a little unfriendly. They already knew when the oracle came, and once they saw that person, they would understand that this person belonged to their concept.

This is a gift from the world to them, a tribute from the world to them for self-preservation.

"Once upon a time, God, as a belief of man, would listen to man's wishes." Gong licked Song Zhixun's palm, feeling the strange scalding temperature. Song Zhixun subconsciously withdrew his hand, Gong smiled, and walked around Song Zhixun. It seems to be a small habit when he was thinking, "Gods listen to, understand, and fulfill human wishes, and humans hand over tribute to the gods. This tribute includes souls, beliefs, and property. Gods do not need these things, but humans should do it for them. Pay the price for your prayers."

"I know." Song Zhixun narrowed his eyes.

"You want to be the owner of the Rasteri Palace. I obeyed and fulfilled this wish. This piece of land already belongs to you." The young man opened his hands, narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a hint of teasing , "You said, I am your pet. I obeyed and fulfilled this wish. Now I am your pet."

Song Zhixun had a bad feeling.

"Gods need tributes to fulfill human wishes, so you have to give me what I want."

Song Zhixun stared at the young man in front of him. Although he was flustered, he didn't show his face. Didn't the damn knight say that this guy has mental problems?Now it seems that it is completely normal, doesn't it?He even made a logical chain around him.

If you don't suppress him at this time, will it be the opposite in the future?

"Let me hear what you want?" Song Zhixun tilted his head, with a smile on his lips, but his eyes seemed to be completely fearless.

Beautiful, Gong looked up at Song Zhixun's face, and he could only give this evaluation in his heart. He never knew that the natural creations of the original world could be so beautiful to the extreme, seducing his eyes, pulling his heart, attracting Looking at him, unable to resist.

"You." Gong's long hair arched arrogantly with the wind, and his eyes showed CHI's naked needs.

Unable to be controlled anymore, Song Zhixun's scalp was numb from the other party's stare, but he was absolutely not allowed to fall into the disadvantage like this. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Seven Emotions panel, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up.

"Why do you think you can get what you want?" Song Zhixun secretly pulled the 'fear' of the Seven Emotions panel to the maximum.

A strange sense of fear spread to my heart in an instant. Gong has never felt such extreme fear in the countless years from birth to now. The beautiful person in front of him seemed to give birth to a strange flower. The body couldn't move, but the fear bred a strange excitement.

"You think I'm begging you?" Song Zhixun went around Gong's back and kicked Gong's knee, causing Gong to kneel directly on the ground.

Unable to resist, or Gong didn't want to resist at all, Gong actually enjoyed the trembling fear that Song Zhixun brought to him, and God didn't feel any humiliation about kneeling.

Song Zhixun stepped on Gong's lap kneeling on the ground with one foot, stared into those pale golden eyes, raised his chin with his fingers, contempt floated in the corner of his eyes, and looked down at the young man.

"I'm ordering you." Song Zhixun quietly adjusted the Qiqing panel, bowed his head and smiled, "You need to understand, what I'm willing to give you is called charity, and what I don't want to give you, you'd better not even think about it! "

Gong was actually fascinated by the face that was so close at hand. Just when he was wanton, the fragrance around him became more intense, so strong that it invaded all his consciousness.

"Answer?" Song Zhixun narrowed his eyes.

Gong moved his lips, unable to think: "Yes."