Everyone Loves Gentle Township [Quick Transmigration]

No matter what, he couldn't believe that the person in charge behind it now was the Son of God whom he had been thinking about.

When Fei Suo brought his subordinates back to the town that he had left passively, this time, he could see his portraits everywhere in the streets and alleys, holy, charming, pitiful, and depraved, and people were not there. Confidently expressing her admiration for him, she returned to a peaceful life in accordance with the preferences of the Holy Son.

They tried hard to cover up the sinful things they had done, because the Holy Son didn't like it.Everyone knows that their holy son has fallen from the light, and his heart is soft and compassionate. Anyone who repents in front of him will be accepted, on the premise that he will never do it again.

If the price of repeating the crime is to see the disappointment in the eyes of the Holy Son, it hurts just to think about it.

The only evil thought in his heart is no longer to squeeze the living space of others. The only supreme ideal is to replace Ashmon and be able to have a spring night with the lover of his dreams.

Even the devil passing here has to put on Mr. Good Man's skin during the day, and can only pour out his love for him at night and in his dreams.

Fei Suo was standing next to a portrait. The man in the painting was full of styles, with long blond hair curled down from his shoulders and a black cloak.The painting was placed in a low position, and snow-colored eyes stared at him from bottom to top, tender and affectionate, as if there were unfinished words of love about to be uttered.

He stretched out his hand subconsciously, and the dealer on the side hurriedly stopped him: "Tsk tsk, you are not allowed to touch this, it is not for sale." Fei Suo turned his head, and it was the flower girl he had seen many times, and there were a few golden lily plants on the side booth, "He's beautiful, isn't he?"

This is a painting she won with great difficulty. In order to show off its unique lover, Ashmon collected painters from all over to paint for Zhitiao, but they were not allowed to see him for a long time.

Thinking of this, the flower girl's expression was stern for a moment, and then she quickly returned to her obsessed look: "I remember you, a man who doesn't understand the style, you left him and went away, what are you doing now?" Madly obsessed.

Come and take him away.

Fei Suo secretly clenched his fists. He should have done this a long time ago, but even at this moment, he couldn't say it out loud.

He also cannot say that he did not abandon, but obeyed the order of Lord Son.

Because even if it was true, he couldn't hide that it was his own powerlessness that required the Holy Son to make such a sacrifice.

They couldn't resist the madness of a city.

Fei Suo deliberately took a detour, and first led people around Ashmon's territory back to the forest of Guangming Dasheng, while he came to investigate the situation as a "scout".

He didn't know whether he wanted to inquire, or to see him as soon as possible.

He wanted to see him, he missed him, every minute since he left his side.

That kind of longing is increasing day by day, but he has to work hard to do the things arranged by the Holy Son, so that he can live up to his expectations.It was like a tight string, until Qiufei finally relaxed a little when she said "they are going back to the Son".

So Fei Suo lied and sneaked into the city under the guise of "reconnaissance".

"Stop pretending, I know what you're thinking." The flower girl sneered, "You want to steal our lover, that's not okay."

Her deep voice was like the whisper of the sojourner in the night: "Unless you join us and be with us." Otherwise, no one would be able to separate them from their beloved Son, it would never be possible.

The woman turned and left, leaving Fei Suo alone, facing the portrait with an unclear expression.

"My holy son, a group of people have entered the city today, and they are still your acquaintances." Ashmon sat next to Zhidiao, gently held a lock of hair and kissed it from bottom to top, to the pinna, to the chin , to the lips.

Then it was the finger, Zhidiao once again stopped its intimate behavior, so that Ashmon almost couldn't feel it, and was even able to continue with a cheeky face.But today it has a thicker skin because it is jealous.

Paladin Commander Fei Suo, in the forest, Ashmon saw that man "had evil intentions" on the warbird.

A stupid and mindless muscular waste who does nothing but fight.

As if it was different, Ashmon cursed unceremoniously in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out for Zhidiao to hear.

Calm down, it needs to be tolerant, no matter how you say it, it is the main palace: "Do you want to see them?" After seeing them, you can ask anyone to eat them up, so fuck his tolerance.

Isn't the small soul in this city enough for it to worry about? Why bother to find a competitor of comparable strength?

"If he finds it, then bring him here." The words that left room for the other party changed their meaning immediately after falling into Ashmon's ears.It happily agreed, thinking that as long as the other party had no chance to find it, it happily sent a team of monsters to prepare a "full meal" for Fei Suo.

As Fei Suo protected the Holy Son, he was grateful for sending him all the way from the main city.

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Joshua was really disgusted to be listed with someone from downtown.But he couldn't refute it, the other party had an unrivaled advantage in both his devotion to Lord Shengzi and his practice of the spell of light.

It has been three days since the leader of the paladins left the team, and the long absence made everyone in the team panic. Qiu Fei, who was born in the lower city and has the status of a candidate, almost immediately became the next backbone.

From time to time Joshua heard people comparing the two of them.

"If possible, I hope that the next Holy Son will be brother Qiufei." The child who was helping his sister in the knight order to mend clothes innocently explained to the people beside him, "Lord Joshua is too proud, Brother Qiufei is better."

"Yes, I like brother Qiufei more, but I want to see Lord Shengzi more."

"Have you heard? Brother Qiufei is a person who has been blessed by the Holy Son, and he will definitely become the next Holy Son."

"Don't think about it, you didn't hear the news from the north?" One of the older ones shook his head, "They said that Sheng Mingta doesn't judge whether people are good or bad at all, but whether they are cheap or not." Speaking of this, He rolled his eyes, as if he didn't like those stories - this is normal, being able to persist from the land eroded by monsters to the present means that they are extremely firm in their hearts.

Joshua's face turned cold, and he coughed twice behind his back. These children trembled in fright, and immediately stopped talking.

I really dare to say anything.

Even so, Joshua still felt tremendous pressure.

The scandal in the main city not only reduced the prestige of the Holy See, but also nobles like them.Now in the eyes of others, these people who are born to enjoy the noble status seem to have become fat-headed and big-eared stupid pigs.

He secretly sent a message to his family with spells. It stands to reason that the mage raised by the family should respond immediately, but this time there was no news at all, which made Joshua think more.

He can't go on like this.

No matter how Qiufei's reputation rises, the last thing he loses is his own way.

Thinking about it, Joshua didn't realize that he had already walked out of the area delineated by Guangming Road.When he came back to his senses, there were only dots of light left around him, leaking out from the cracks in the leaves, spreading fine mottled spots on the ground.

The elongated light spots are like eyes staring at him, and there seems to be something else where he can't see.

Is it a dirty beast?

Joshua became vigilant, stretched out his hand and threw a ball of lightning there.

The ball of lightning dissipated little by little as if it had been eaten by something.

Joshua's spells were not top-notch, he was a little flustered, quietly measured the distance between himself and the Guangming Road, and estimated the speed of ordinary beasts.In the further south, it's not like he hasn't fought the foul beast before, so he made a hand gesture cautiously, and quietly cast the speed blessing spell on himself.

"Don't panic, don't be afraid. Although I'm not a good person, I came here with sincerity." In the darkness, a voice sounded.

It slowly walked out of the dense forest, with a peaceful smile on its face, long blond curly hair and a snow-white robe, which immediately made Joshua dumbfounded—it was undoubtedly the appearance of the Holy Son.

Seeing a face he hadn't seen for a long time, Joshua almost shed tears.

Only after leaving Guangming's side, can he remember the good things in the past.

Taking a step towards "Master Son of God" with both feet, Joshua suddenly realized something: "You are not." Lord Son of God would never say such a thing.

"I'm just making you feel safe, poor kid." The other party hooked his lips and smiled dangerously.However, it is undeniable that Joshua has guessed countless times in private about the appearance of the holy son with a smirk on his cold face.

The same face is really fascinating.

It's just that the temperament is completely different. I was in a trance just now, and I'm afraid it was the thing in front of me using some means: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Shh - relax first, don't tense your nerves like that, I'm just here to make a deal with you~" "Holy Son" faced him, his upper body leaned forward slightly, stretched out two fingers of his left hand, and licked his tender red tongue from above. However, he lifted the holy robe with his right hand, and exposed the hidden scenery to Joshua as much as possible, "You can taste it to your heart's content~"

"Change your face, filthy beast!" It's disgusting to say such words with the body of Lord Shengzi.However, it is undeniable that he did have a reaction—what came to his mind was the first day he met, the glance that fell on Ferry but was not on him.

I'm really not reconciled!

The other party spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, okay, I listen to you, I thought you would like this face." Joshua wanted to refute immediately, but the other party no longer gave the chance, it was like a ball The meat paste that was rubbed at will, the face, hair, and body changed rapidly, and gradually became exactly the same as Joshua, "Okay, I have changed it obediently once, if I do it again, I can't guarantee whether I still have it." patience."

Joshua didn't speak any more, just looked at it vigilantly, the light on his palm was ready to hit at any time: "Say something straight."

"I want you to do a little thing for me, and then you can get more things, how about it, isn't it very profitable?"

"Don't even think about it!

"Joshua quickly raised the light ball.

The other party didn't care, and continued to talk: "Why, aren't you worrying about that extra low-level person in the team? It's obviously just a bug that will never be on the table for a lifetime, but now it crawls on your head, young master, saying Maybe soon, you will have to look up to him."

—Come and hear about my deal.

These were the last words Joshua heard before he passed out.

"This is your plan?" Another person came out of the darkness...a humanoid creature, "Fourth Monarch, do you want to use an insignificant human to blackmail the Seventh Monarch?"

"Don't say that, maybe I just appreciate his jealousy and want to help him?" Staring at Joshua's face, Campa picked up the unconscious human and threw it into the shadow behind him, "Besides How can you say blackmail, the new monarch needs our blessing~"

"The way you help is to let the pets eat you, isn't it?" the fifth Lord Dewen mocked.

"Oh, isn't it that I just want to change my identity~" It is the most devout believer of the Dark God, and will never allow any odd number to interrupt the resurrection of the Dark God.

In the main hall of the city, Ashmon, who sensed two different powers, sneaked a glance at the Holy Son in his daily prayers, with a nostalgic smile on his face: It's really lively here recently, I hope he doesn't find it annoying.