Monopolize the favor of paranoid gods

Song Zhixun looked at the communicator, and his arrest warrant had been issued on it. Although he was mentally prepared, Song Zhixun never thought that he would actually be on the arrest warrant one day.

"I have always been a good citizen who abides by the law and the law. I never thought that one day I would be on the arrest warrant." Song Zhixun's information has been completely found out, and it was directly published on the Internet. Song Zhixun directly blocked Yuan Hei, probably. If Yuan Hei contacts him again, he will be implicated.

The thin black big cat leaned over, its crimson pupils staring at the communicator in Song Zhixun's hand.

"How about my ID photo?" Song Zhixun looked at himself on the arrest warrant.

Breaking the law... It's impossible to say that you don't mind. Song Zhixun can't imagine what will happen to him once he leaves Rasteri Palace.

"Everyone in the Kingdom of Steel has their own ID. No matter what they want to do, the ID is unique. Once out of Rasterui Palace..." Song Zhixun looked away and looked at the man next to him, "I will be arrested immediately stand up."

Black curly hair floated in the air, and Song Zhixun couldn't see Rui's expression in the dark night.

"Rui." Song Zhixun suddenly smiled, and all the tension before this smile disappeared, "I paid a lot of money for you, if the time comes, I will die with this world, think about it carefully. Very bad."

Rui stared quietly, life told him that Song Zhixun had a smell of fear.

But this fear also seemed to be vacillating, Rui wanted to say something, wanted to appease him, but found that his God Empress was appeasing this fear by herself.

The flame of fear was well controlled by Song Zhixun's own comforting emotions, and was quietly hidden in the corner of life, not letting him go out but also not letting him burn.

He is so powerful that he doesn't need anyone's help.

Rui was surprised, and couldn't believe that an ordinary human being could control his own fear.

Opening his palm, a tiny bottle appeared in the palm of his hand. Inside the bottle, a shiny thing was floating and moving. Song Zhixun raised his eyebrows in doubt, but the bottle in his sharp and skinny hand looked uniquely beautiful.

"What is this?" Song Zhixun frowned in doubt. Is it some kind of strange decoration?

Rui's fingers gently wrapped around the bottle, and the shiny little thing turned out to be a small bug, which crawled on the glass bottle wall, chasing Rui's fingers.

The bottle was attached to his fingertips, and Song Zhixun suddenly felt a 'click' from the black collar on his neck that he could not take off all this time. His sharp index finger pointed to Song Zhixun's neck, and the small bottle was buckled on his collar.

"En?" Song Zhixun pinched the collar with his fingers, and the glass bottle he was wearing didn't weigh much.

"This is the firefly." Rui looked down at the firefly, "When you need me, call my name, life will tell me."

oh?Song Zhixun picked the glass bottle around his neck playfully. What's the matter with this guy?

"It was obvious that you were unwilling at all before, but now you are willing to help me complete the bet?" Song Zhixun smiled, quite teasingly, "If you are tempted, then just listen to me obediently now and forget it. Save me trouble."

The long-haired man suddenly turned into a familiar little white cat, raised his tail high, and quickly disappeared in front of Song Zhixun with light steps.

Song Zhixun turned the small bottle around his neck, and the fireflies were shining in the bottle.

Rui crawled in the dark grass, the cat's eyes narrowed slightly, the cat's claws dug into the soil, and lay on the cold ground. Uncontrollable negative emotions filled his heart, and the cat's hair stood on end.

It smells like the God Empress all over its body, every place and every point is tainted with the unique soft breath of the God Empress, the vibrant life of the God Empress stimulates his nerves all the time, and he can't resist the God Queen's treatment of him. Attraction, the more attractive, the more desire in the heart to directly end the life of the Queen of God.

Such a beautiful thing should not be bound by life, even fear cannot affect his soul, he should have a more powerful life, not a dirty and weak life like human beings.

want to tear him apart...

The little white cat couldn't help showing its fangs, but because he, as the god of life, couldn't perform his duty of destruction, a strong sense of pain and entanglement spread all over his body. Staying next to Song Zhixun would make him unable to breathe.

let him die...

The little white cat narrowed his eyes, let the queen die by human hands, the firefly will bring back his soul, and he will endow the queen with a more sacred life body.

The Queen of God should not stand on the same platform as those dirty and weak races.

All of a sudden, all the outbursts of emotions seemed to be gently soothed by a hand, and that hand stroked its fur warmly and softly, and all the entanglements and tremors gradually calmed down in this gentleness.

"What are you having a temper with?" Song Zhixun frowned, and pressed Rui's Seven Emotions panel.

Why did Rui's Seven Emotions panel suddenly change greatly after leaving him, countless values ​​are constantly jumping, and his emotions are extremely unstable. There is such a high change of mood to Yui.

Song Zhixun took his emotions back as a matter of course.

Lying on the bed, Song Zhixun turned on the communicator, and as expected, the fact that he was wanted had become a hot topic.

The account can still be logged in. I am afraid it is to be able to lock your own location through the account. Since you don't close the account, then don't blame him for doing something.

Lying on the bed, Song Zhixun posted a photo of the cooked meat with the text: "My cooking skills are really bad. It's the quality of the ingredients that make it so delicious. If I can have a chef qualification certificate alright."

Posted a few posts in a row, all showing off how delicious his ingredients are, and how he cooks them in a clumsy way. After 10 minutes, his information has been deleted, but at the same time, the Internet exploded. pot.

At this time, a reward was added to his arrest warrant, and Song Zhixun watched helplessly as the rewards increased one after another.

Such a high-profile criminal act probably gave this group of people staying at home an interesting taste. The topics of discussion were layered one after another. Song Zhixun didn't intend to take a closer look at it. All he had to do was let this matter ferment. .

Let this matter be as well known as possible.

Song Zhixun hadn't received any news, and the possibility of getting the chef to contact him was zero, so he went directly to the door.

This matter is going to make a big fuss, make yourself a special case of this matter, make everyone admit that you have enough ingredients and cooking methods, make yourself famous on the Internet, and let him be able to be recognized by the public. There are 'regular' thoughts in the eyes.

It can be hard work, but the results you can get by doing it yourself are huge.

There has never been any luck or accident in the country of steel. Everything is just man-made. Song Zhixun chose the fastest and most dangerous path, but he can expect the greatest reward.

"It's just a gamble. Anyone may be the final winner. Of course, this winner may also be me." Song Zhixun stroked his lower lip with his fingers, and a secret smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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Sitting on the ruined land in the parched God's Domain, with the breath of death spreading everywhere, Gong held his knife and watched Song Zhixun's figure gradually approaching from far to near.

Song Zhixun didn't ride Lei Ao, this time he just walked over with his legs, his beautiful eyes wandered, and he looked at Gong.

"Are you waiting for me?" Song Zhixun stood in front of Gong with one hand on his hip, looking down at the red-haired boy.

"Don't go out." Gong frowned. He didn't know what Song Zhixun wanted to do, but he could see the possibility of being torn apart from Song Zhixun's whole body. The feeling of destruction almost spread all over Song Zhixun's body. This jungle will inevitably suffer irreversible damage.

"Young man." Song Zhixun put his finger on Gong's forehead and pushed him back, "Don't disturb me."

"I won't let you go out." Gong's pale golden pupils emitted bursts of light, "No one can escape from Rasteri Palace from my hand."

Song Zhixun narrowed his eyes, smiled slightly, and held Gong's cheeks: "I don't want to escape from here, but I have something to do. What I want to do this time, as the God of Destruction, you will give me the greatest blessing." Bless."

One hand picked up a strand of hair from the other's forehead to cover Gong's eyes.

"I'm really grateful for your existence as the God of Destruction. Only what I do can be successful. Be happy, this time I need you so much."

Gong raised his head, his eyes were covered by the red hair, and he could still feel Song Zhixun's trembling fingers due to excitement.

"This is a thank you deposit for you." Song Zhixun put a kiss on the strand of hair that covered his eyes, "Bless me, and stay here obediently, waiting for me to come back."