after being forced to become a heartthrob

Wen Rao fell from mid-air, and the young man who looked up at him was thrown to the ground by the falling Wen Rao in horror.

The sharp car horns downstairs are so harsh, but to the current Wen Rao's ears, it is no less than extremely beautiful music.He pressed the young man's arm and got up from his embrace.When he stood up, the young man who fell on the ground also had a shocked expression on his face.

"you you……"

Hearing the familiar language, Wen Rao was in a good mood.

"Where did you fall from?" He just saw a blood-red illusion in the sky, thinking that he had an illusion, but he didn't expect that the person in the illusion would fall into his arms in the next second.

Wen Rao looked up at the sky, the illusion had disappeared, and the sky was a vast expanse of blue, "From the sky."

"From where?" The young man almost bit his tongue.

Wen Rao didn't want to entangle with him on this issue for too long, he stood on the top of the building and looked down at the conspicuous building not far away, which made Wen Rao understand that he really came back.He was taken away by Xisha in that building.

I don't know if his original body was burned to ashes by Xisha or lying in the mortuary of the hospital. Now his appearance here is too strange.

"Lend me a dress." What else is there to be picky about when you come back?

The young man looked at the gentle man in the strange black robe. He was terrified of this person falling from the sky, but the language he opened his mouth made his fear fade away a lot and turned into greater curiosity, "There have."

Wen Rao turned his head and saw the clothes hanging on the balcony.He walked over, took out a piece of clothes, and directly in front of the young man, took off the black robe and changed into it.

The young man got up from the ground, followed behind Wen Rao and stared at him.

After Wen Rao changed his clothes, he already looked like a foreign friend except for the silver hair that got in the way.

"Thank you, I will pay you back when I have the chance." Of course, Wen Rao is just talking, after all, the concepts of borrowing and grabbing are completely different.

Watching Wen Rao open the door on the top floor, and about to go down, the young man stepped forward and stopped him, "Did you come here through time travel? Are there any martial arts secrets that you want to teach me? Or fantasy skills?"

Wen Rao, who had already reached the door, stopped, then turned his head and looked at the hopeful young man.Before he moved abroad to join his relatives, he liked to read fantasy novels when he was alone in China. He also fantasized about a man from heaven telling him: Young man, you are the one who saves the world.But that was a youthful fantasy after all, although what happened to him afterwards was even more bizarre than the fantasy.

"Have you watched too many TV shows?"

The young man choked on his words.

Wen Rao took advantage of him not reacting, opened the door and walked down

Facts have proved that the country is still very friendly to foreign friends, especially people like Wen Rao who can speak a few 'foreign languages' and easily borrow money from the people they strike up on the roadside.

He is so familiar with this world that he is like a fish in water. When he encountered a traffic policeman who stopped him when he was crossing the road, he could not wait to rush up to hug him affectionately.You must know that in Nurian, there is no such thing as order, only the code of death penalty, Wen Rao, as a priest, must be trembling, let alone ordinary civilians.

"My wallet was stolen when I got off the plane?" The girl who was approached by Wen Rao was dressed in a fashionable outfit, holding a furry mobile phone decorated with decorations on her manicured hands.

Wen Rao blinked his eyes, he obviously could speak Chinese, but he purposely appeared to be stuttering with a mixture of Chinese and English.

The stylishly dressed girl took out two bills from her bag and handed them to Wen Rao, "You should call the police as soon as possible. Where's your companion?"

Wen Rao pretended not to understand, the girl in front of her was not very good at English, and it took a long time to make up a few English words.Wen Rao didn't want to cause so much trouble anymore, so he spoke a long list of English, which made the girl in front of him stunned for a while.He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.Wen Rao wanted to laugh a little bit, but felt that this was not good for the kind girl, so he said 'thank you', waved his hand and left.

Using the same trick, after raising a sum of money that would keep him from sleeping on the street tonight, Wen Rao thought about asking for news about 'himself'.But he was just thinking about it, not ready to take action.Anyway, even if his body is still there, in his current state, he can't even think about going back.

The priest's physical advantage is much more obvious than his previous body.Walking on the street, men and women will look sideways.Wen Rao didn't know it at first, thinking it was because of his silver hair, he randomly found a barber shop on the street and asked him to cut his hair short, and after buying sunglasses to cover his golden eyes, the rate of turning heads didn't decrease at all. , Let Wen Rao understand that this body is too eye-catching.

Nurian should be an ancient country on the European side. The people in the country are tall and tall with profound features. As a pampered priest, Wen Rao has fairer skin than ordinary people.At first glance, I thought it was a male model from some fashion magazine.

Wen Rao stood by the mirror outside the clothing store on the street, and took a closer look at himself now.

This body is already his, Xisha had the possibility to take it back before, but now across a world, it would be a ghost if he could take it back.Thinking about it this way, no matter how I say it, I have earned a body for nothing. Otherwise, if I was hit by a chandelier during the wedding, I would have to die if I didn't die.It's okay for him to be unscathed now, and the conditions of the new body are still very favorable in all aspects.the most important is!The new body no longer needs to be entangled with those troublesome guys before!

Thinking about it this way is like starting over.

Taking off the sunglasses on his face, Wen Rao moved closer to the mirror in front of him. In Nurian, because of his job as a priest, he had to wear a heavy priest's robe all day long, so he had no chance to pay attention to this body at all, but when he returned to In modern times, facing the mirrors that can be seen everywhere, Wen Rao really wants to sigh, how handsome!

……

Roland.

In the quiet temple, Xisha was holding a crystal ball held in a golden cup with his eyes closed.

Sanforth's priest suddenly disappeared, which caused quite a commotion. It took him and Hillman a lot of effort to get away from there.After returning to Roland, Xisha also tried to use the previous summoning technique again to bring Wen Rao back, but this time, he found that his witchcraft had failed.Ever since he fused with Hillman's divine power once in Sanforth, his summoning technique seemed to be invalid.

After several failed attempts, Xisha came up with the medium of the crystal ball.He couldn't wait to see where his sacrifice had gone, even his witchcraft failed.

With the injection of Xisha's magic power, the crystal ball in front of him began to emit a faint blue light.

No, not just Blu-ray.

Colorful colors appeared on the surface of the crystal ball, and Xisha, who opened his eyes to see this scene, frowned fiercely.Did divination also fail?

Just when Xisha was upset and was about to perform another divination, the image on the surface of the crystal ball suddenly became clear.The colorful light before was not a problem with the divination technique, but the scene that the crystal ball divination, it looked like this.

Xisha clasped the crystal ball with both hands, and in the darkness, the image displayed on the crystal ball became the only light source here.

He saw a man with short white hair sitting at a long table with colorful cups in front of him.Are those all potions?When Xisha was exploring what those things were, he saw a man walking over and pushing one of the cups to the side of the white-haired man.

The man with the neat short haircut that Xisha didn't recognize at first glance turned his head——

When he saw his face clearly, Xisha's hand suddenly clenched the crystal ball in front of him.

It really was him!He's back!

Wen Rao didn't know that he was being spied on. He had been back to the modern age for a while. He had no legal identity and could only rely on his poor wallet to be stolen by a foreign friend who lived in the modern age.At first, Wen Rao would go to kind girls to borrow money, but later, he found that it is not good to always take advantage of others' kindness, and it is faster to get money by using evil to counter evil.

Thinking about it this way, places like bars have become Wen Rao's frequent haunts.

His appearance is so exciting, especially when he is sitting sideways at the bar, even though he is only wearing a T-shirt that is sold on the floor, there are men and women coming up one after another.Girls are more gentle when they strike up a conversation. At most, they just think about whether they can have sex with him tonight, but men are too much.Because Wen Rao acted like he didn't understand Chinese very well, he could clearly hear the unscrupulous comments of the men around him.

For example, the person who is currently striking up a conversation just now made a bet with his friend that he can 100% invite him to the hotel tonight.

Where thrills are sought, gender seems less important.

Wen Rao didn't drink the wine he handed over, looking surprised to meet a friend, talking to him in broken Chinese.The other party seemed very patient, and kept asking tentatively if Wen Rao had any companions.After learning that Wen Rao was alone in the bar and his wallet was stolen, he became more considerate and invited Wen Rao to live in his house.

Xisha, who watched all this with a crystal ball, didn't know what the two of them were going to say.I just felt that the man sat next to his sacrifice with an ambiguous expression, which made him very uncomfortable.

He used to use potions and saw the life of his sacrifice before. At the beginning, he only thought of it as fun, but now it made him gnash his teeth.

Could it be that his sacrifice, in this world, is engaged in that kind of occupation?

Xisha thought of a type of occupation that any country would have.

After an intimate conversation, Wen Rao and the man walked out, and they boarded a car that was very small and strange to Xisha.While in the car, the man's hand was placed on Wen Rao's arm.It was only then that Xisha noticed that his sacrifice was not wearing the priest's robe properly at this time, but was getting along with people naked like a pariah.

The brilliance of the crystal ball sprinkled on Xisha's face, making his expression a bit hideous at the moment.

Wen Rao and the man who struck up a conversation entered the hotel.He went into the bathroom under the pretense of taking a shower, and then walked out 10 minutes later with only a towel on.

Seeing this scene, Xisha almost crushed the divination crystal ball.

His sacrifice, what is this going to do?

Wen Rao and the man walked to the side of the bed, then went to untie the man's belt, and pushed him down on the bed.And then, this man with a brain and a sperm was tied up firmly by Wen Rao.Wen Rao put on a bath towel, took out his wallet from his pocket, took away the only cash he had, and then kicked him off the bed.

Xisha looked at Wen Rao lying on the bed with big thorns, just closing his eyes and sleeping, still a little unresponsive.

The poor man who was treated as a prey was lying on the cold ground, listening to Wen Rao's even breathing after falling asleep on the bed.

Xisha didn't seem so angry anymore, but seeing the sleeping Wen Rao, he clenched his teeth again.

He must take this sacrifice back!Let him stay in the temple and make a good confession.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Scumbag author: They say you are a scumbag!

Wen Rao: Say it again?

Scumbag author: ...emmmmmmmm, actually I think it's a scumbag being attacked