Monopolize the favor of paranoid gods

This space should be the only place for Rust, with the fragrance all over the sky and the faint breeze, endless flowers of various colors competing for beauty, the warm orange color permeates the sky, like a dream, but Song Zhixun is more fragile than the delicate flowers, What I like more is the chariot wrapped in delicate flowers and glowing with cold metallic luster.

Since there is such a space, maybe Rust should be a gentle person in essence. What kind of emptiness does a person who is extremely gentle choose to sleep?That should be quite a hit.

"Hold tight, it's my first time driving a chariot, and it needs special fighters to drive it smoothly." Rust didn't let Song Zhixun see his face, so Song Zhixun didn't look at him, and didn't plan to turn around at all, but He stretched out his hand and tightened Ruster's arm.

Song Zhixun was also a little nervous. Fortunately, there were no obstacles around. If he fell, there would be soft flowers as a buffer. The problem... shouldn't be a big deal.

"I'm a little nervous." Song Zhixun had never been so nervous even when facing God. According to the operation method that he had practiced countless times in his memory, the aircraft slowly rose. Song Zhixun took a deep breath of air, and the aircraft flew forward quickly.

The speed was extremely fast, and Song Zhixun was struggling just to catch the chariot. He tried hard to adapt and tried to adjust the direction. The wind whistled past his ears. Long hair wrapped around Song Zhixun's eyes, blocking the petals that kept rushing towards his face, but did not block his vision.

"I'm almost used to it, I'm going to the sky!" Song Zhixun pulled up the chariot, rushed forward, the extremely fast speed and the strong wind that kept wafting in his ears, Song Zhixun rarely aroused the blood in his heart, " Ahhhh!"

Accompanied by the roar of release, Song Zhixun was immersed in the pleasure brought by the extreme speed.

"Rast!" Song Zhixun yelled in the wind, "Do you feel so excited hahahahaha!"

Extremely fast turns, spins, and all kinds of difficult drag racing skills, Song Zhixun really felt a feast of chariots heartily. When the chariot slowly fell, Song Zhixun stretched out his hand to brush his hair, and there was still a piece of it on it. The petals fell to the ground.

Leaning against the side of the chariot, Rust sat on it, his back still facing him.

"I really like this kind of wanton and unrestrained comfort, which makes me feel free to live."

Song Zhixun's voice carried a faint smile, which was more hearty than blue flowers blooming.

"The premise of having all this is to be alive. This world is gloomy. Steel has shaped the once beautiful world into what it is now. Even so, I feel lucky to be alive."

"Even if I'm bullied, framed, or threatened, I still want to live. Isn't that the only thing human beings can do and have been trying to do?" Song Zhixun raised his head, and lay back to back with Rust special shoulders.

Song Zhixun could see Ruster's long white hair circling around, with many unknown petals mixed in. His words did not make Ruster feel any emotional fluctuations.

"Well, I'm lying." If it's not sincere, I'm afraid the gods can tell it at a glance, "This world is empty and boring, everything is ruled by rights, people have no freedom, and so-called democracy It's just an illusion to touch the real world."

"This world is cruel and disgusting, but if I end my life like this, I am not reconciled. Even if there is only a slim chance, I also hope to trample the people who bullied me under their feet." Song Zhixun buried himself in Last Among the long hair, "But this is something that can only be done by living. Even if it is extremely painful, I will do my best to survive."

Ruster finally moved. He raised his head, stretched out his hands, and gently patted Song Zhixun's hair. He turned his head slightly, as if gently rubbing his cheek.

On the Seven Emotions panel, the value of 'Worry' has begun to increase steadily. Song Zhixun gently adjusted the Seven Emotions panel to match the emotional changes he wanted.

It was a miraculous accident to go to Rasteri Palace, which broke and reshaped his world view, but as long as he can survive here, he doesn't mind even going back to ancient times.

"Fulfill my requirements one by one. In fact, you are just too lazy to care about it." When he brazenly said that he would ask him for a lot of things, there was no change on Rust's Seven Emotions panel, and the response seemed to be just A robot, "If it was someone else, maybe I should have given up, but your oracle gave me a great opportunity."

Song Zhixun turned around and straddled the chariot. Song Zhixun hugged Ruster's chest from behind, put his hand lightly on Ruster's heart, leaned his chin on his shoulder, and brushed away his obstructive hair , gently rubbing his cheek against Rust's unique snow-white skin.

"It's painful to see everything you create twisted a little bit, so don't read it, don't listen to it, you don't need to control everything." Song Zhixun bit Ruster's neck, and forced his teeth into it deeply. From Ruster's flesh, pale pink blood flowed out and disappeared in the air, "Just listen to me, I need you, Ruster."

Let him remember that he is biting his pain, remember his own voice in this pain, and pray to God.

Pain is a mark, a mark used to make Ruster react to himself, if the spirit is not enough, then use the feeling to make it up, before he is unwilling to think, he will help him think.

Rast slowly raised his head, completely exposing his neck, allowing this strong mark belonging to the God Empress to enter his body, and the dead God felt the pain, the only time he felt the outside world after giving up everything .

How could Rust not be aware of the attraction of the God Empress to him?Unwilling to return to reality, unwilling to disappear and stagnate, he closed his five senses, and just relied on the flowers to repeat to him the language given to him by the Queen of God.

but……

Everything he did was despised by the God Empress. He forcibly pulled away his determination, split the shell he had stitched hard, and through the small wound on his neck, the God Empress' huge control and attraction completely entered his body Inside, he had to listen to his voice, had to taste the pain, and could smell a more fascinating fragrance than any flower fragrance at the end of his nose.

Ruster's eyes opened a small slit, even though he was reluctant to do so, he once again truly saw the world with his own eyes.

—I need you, Ruster.

Ruster opened his mouth and let out a breath of foul air, which seemed to be a sigh.

At the moment when Ruster's voice appeared, Song Zhixun heard voices in the entire space, the sound of the breeze, the sound of petals falling, the sound of flowers rubbing, and the sound of growing. All the silence before was disturbed by the noise at this moment When he woke up, countless strange human voices resounded around him instantly, which was extremely ear-piercing. Song Zhixun's head throbbed in pain because of the sound.

On the emotion panel in front of Song Zhixun's eyes, he could see that all emotions began to rise and fall on their own, instead of jumping to zero by themselves even if they were adjusted as in the previous experiment.

Before he had time to say anything, Song Zhixun suddenly saw darkness in front of him. He opened his eyes again and was already lying in the dense jungle, around Rust's coffin.

Sitting up, my head was a little stuffy, the noise at that moment almost made me deaf, could it be that was the voice that Ruster had been hearing all the time, the countless voices were mixed with despair and wailing, it was just like hell Like a ghost, if this is the case, it is really too miserable.

With seeds and eggs in his hands, and Leo the chariot beside him, Song Zhixun stood up and walked to the side of the coffin, looking at Last.

Last was still lying there as before, without any changes.

He turned him down.

Song Zhixun licked his canine teeth, which seemed to still smell of Ruster's blood. Although he was disappointed, he knew that the matter would not be accomplished overnight. At least for a moment, he broke through Ruster's hard shell and heard Ruster himself. The sound—that sigh.

At least not for nothing.

Song Zhixun looked at the chariot Leo, his eyes were much gentler than looking at the gods. I really didn't expect that such a poor man would be able to drive the chariot Leo one day. I really want to show off with Yuan Hei immediately. Yuan Hei works I haven't seen a good aircraft to buy in so many years.

When he turned around and was about to leave, a bright light caught Song Zhixun's attention. With a puzzled attitude, Song Zhixun jumped onto the coffin, propped himself on top of Rust, and looked down.

Next to Luster's closed eyes, there was a drop of water in the corner of his eye, which shone brightly in the sunlight.

Is it a water drop?or tears?

With a skeptical attitude, Song Zhixun bent down, and licked the shallow teardrops into his mouth, very small drops, with a faint salty taste in the mouth, should they be tears?

Don't want to?Is it painful?Even so, he wanted to do things Rust was unwilling to do.

"I'm so sorry." Song Zhixun lifted Ruster's silver hair, and put an apologetic kiss on it, "After all, I am a strongly self-centered and selfish person."

Song Zhixun turned around, took the seeds and eggs, stepped onto the chariot, and galloped away.

The flowers on the coffin hooked the clothes on Ruster's shoulders with their barbs, revealing the scars bitten by Song Zhixun. They instinctively planned to repair the wounds, but were stopped by a strange air wall, blood It no longer flows out, but the wound has not healed for a long time.

Song Zhixun stopped at the entrance of the temple, and kicked the door open: "Where's the knight? Come out for me!"

The huge knight blocked the sunlight, he lowered his head, and saw His Highness the Queen of God in high spirits.

"Thank me." The Queen of God smiled brightly, her beautiful eyes were very bright, "I plan to fulfill your commission properly!"