The sand sculpture little sun dressed as a paranoid villain

"That's not the price." Ye Zhuo said it too confidently, as if raising the price on the ground.

Fu Yiyang wasn't angry either, so he said "um" very flatly: "We can talk about it."

Ye Zhuo almost jumped up and shouted: "Give me the power of faith, you lazy believer!" It was hard to hold back.

"Try it, believe in me?" He said, "Be the kind of believer. Don't fish! I will know if you are lazy."

Fu Yiyang looked directly at him with piercing eyes.

Five seconds later, nothing happened.

Ten seconds later, nothing happened.

After 15 seconds, Fu Yiyang said with difficulty: "I already believe in you very much."

What a goddamn belief, there is no such thing at all!There was no sign of power of faith.

Okay, now Ye Zhuo also knows that the power of faith is not something he can have if he wants it, nor is it something that Fu Yiyang can give it if he wants it.

So does voice control still work?Can you sing?

Ye Zhuo couldn't wait to try it, but at this moment, the light bulb in his mind lit up... Isn't this a good opportunity to make a request!

Ye Zhuo said instantly: "Belief in me is not enough, you have to cook for me in the future."

Fu Yiyang: "Yes."

Ye Zhuo: "No instant noodles, no fried rice with eggs, I want a big meal! A big meal! A big meal like today! At least three dishes."

Fu Yiyang: "Yes."

Ye Zhuo: "There must be dessert after the meal. It is best not to repeat the same every day. There must be beautiful little cakes with flowers."

Fu Yiyang: "Yes."

Ye Zhuo: "There must also be fruit juice, bartending, and the kind with a nice little umbrella on it!"

Fu Yiyang glanced at him, turned around and left.

This, this, how can this work, the cook is going to run away!Ye Zhuo was in a hurry, and jumped off the sofa to stop people: "Don't go, you, you don't have to do this, you can do whatever you want!"

In the end...he didn't even say a word, Fu Yiyang came back: "Yes. Yes. Sing."

Ye Zhuo was dumbfounded, this person was simply trying to fool him!

Facts have proved that Ye Zhuo doesn't know how to negotiate at all...

Xuan Xiaojiu really didn't lie to me, human beings are super cunning!Ye Zhuo thought indignantly.

"Just sing once." Ye Zhuo said.

Ye Zhuo sang this song.

When he sings...it's different.He is full of concentration, his eyes are clear, as if there is a special aura that completely isolates him from the whole world.

However, Fu Yiyang was in no hurry to think too much.

From the first syllable, he knew that what Ye Zhuo sang was indeed the song he had heard.

But from the first syllable, he knew that Ye Zhuo was not the god he was looking for.

Their voices are somewhat similar, but only... similar.

Fu Yiyang couldn't tell what it was like in his heart: he seemed a little disappointed, but he didn't.

In that hellish life, he often felt that he was not even as good as the piece of garbage that the housekeeping robot picked up.

At this time, a god appeared in front of him and told him that you are special, you are a child blessed by the gods, you are a special one, and you are different from everyone else.

There are no gods in the interstellar world, but he has actually seen gods.

In the following years, he had doubts countless times, thinking that maybe it was just his hallucination, or just a dream.

Now he knows, that's not it.

That song is real.

The Word of God is real.

Gods are also real.

The singing continued, he heard comfort, longing, yearning, struggle, and soft warmth.There are too many.

A sea of ​​emotions rolled in his chest, like a whirlwind, about to engulf his entire body.

After Ye Zhuo finished singing, he saw Fu Yiyang standing on the spot, his face was pale, his breathing was short of breath, the man clenched his teeth tightly, and clenched his hands tightly.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Zhuo asked.

The mood fluctuated too much, and Fu Yiyang's mental power was completely out of control. His mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and he swallowed it again.

He looked at Ye Zhuo and said, "You are indeed a god."

As these words came out, too much power of faith rushed over frantically.

A force of faith merged into it, like a hot spring, but now, it was like thousands of fire seeds, which exploded directly on Ye Zhuo's chest!

That feeling is too wonderful, the godhead is washed away by the force repeatedly, and the agitation brought over and over again spreads to the scalp, fingertips, toes, internal organs, limbs, every drop of blood, every cell, every corner , even Ye Zhuo could feel the tremor of that power with every breath.

Ye Zhuo's legs completely went limp, and he sat down on the sofa. In front of his eyes, there were fireworks over and over again, which kept going off.

He had never felt so full before, and he was almost drowning in comfort.

It took him a few minutes to come back to himself.Feeling is two words: stimulation.

So exciting.

It's just a little too exciting!

It turns out that singing a song can have so much power of faith!This~~~so much!Ahhh!Isn't this the wealth code?Very good, now this wealth code has been completely controlled by him!

Originally, he was very dissatisfied with this No. [-] believer, but now Ye Zhuo could feel his fingertips trembling just looking at him.

"No. [-] believer! You are now the god's most beloved believer!" Ye Zhuo exclaimed excitedly, and stacked three "Sunshine" on Fu Yiyang's body.

Fu Yiyang's entangled mental power was stirring everywhere, but under the sunlight, it gradually calmed down again.

There was still some blood on the corner of his mouth, so he wiped it off with his hands.

He went to see Ye Zhuo, the corners of the man's eyes had been dyed red, but his pupils were extremely bright, and his whole body was extremely excited, like a full-fledged little animal, the satiety came out from the skin.

Fu Yiyang instantly understood: he seemed to know what Ye Zhuo wanted.

It was an emotion, and it was difficult for him to control himself.

But this doesn't seem to affect his deal with Ye Zhuo.

Originally seeing Ye Zhuo singing in the Word of God in the video, he had already believed most of it, and now he believed it completely, this is indeed not the Ye Zhuo of the past.

This is... a god.

Fu Yiyang asked the question he was most concerned about: "What song is this?"

Ye Zhuo said: "It's an ancient divine comedy. You can think that this song is about emotions. Different people hear different things in different moods."

"Hmm." Fu Yiyang asked again, "Then... what's the meaning of the lyrics I asked you earlier?"

"It means, I'm yours—" Ye Zhuo spoke bluntly, but felt wrong after he finished speaking. He also wanted to sing this song often in the future to let Fu Yiyang sacrifice the power of faith. How decent it is to sing this lyrics.

So Ye Zhuo said: "Dad! The meaning of this lyrics is, I am your father!"

Don't ask, asking is Ye Xiaozhuo's tenth level of divine language.

A moment of confusion appeared on Fu Yiyang's face: "Am I your father"?Why did God say this to him?

This... is not right.

Putting aside his doubts temporarily, Fu Yiyang said to Ye Zhuo, "Do you know other God's Word songs?"

"Yes." Ye Zhuo was delighted, thinking that the power of faith is a bit too much today, and I will sing it to you later, my voice-activated version of the solar generator.He said: "The song of the gods has an effect on the spiritual power, you can't listen to it anymore."

Fu Yiyang stared at him and said, "You really are a god."

"Of course! I told you a long time ago!" Ye Zhuo almost jumped up, "You never believed it. If you had believed it earlier, how much trouble would have been saved for us."

Fu Yiyang asked again: "I once saw a god, but I didn't see anything clearly. I only heard him sing this song. Do you know who it is?"

"How can you know that?" Ye Zhuo said.There are still dozens of gods who have not yet fallen in the world, some are in deep sleep, some are in the main world, and some are wandering in various small worlds. "Gods really make it difficult for human beings to look directly at them, so it's normal for you to be unable to see clearly."

Fu Yiyang gave another "hmm".

He finally asked: "Then, where is the original Ye Zhuo? Will he come back?"

When he asked this question, he felt a moment of timidity in his heart.

—He was dreading some answers.

Ye Zhuo instantly got up from the slime sofa.Fu Yiyang's eyes were extremely cold, this guy asked the original Ye Zhuo if he was still thinking about some black hole gift package?

"No, no, no, I can't come back." Ye Zhuo said.

The three thousand small worlds have their own destiny, and the gods cannot interfere. Humans will call it "destiny".

It is the fate of the original owner to leave the body of the soul.If it wasn't for him, there would be other book runners.

As for the original owner, he may re-enter reincarnation, or have other encounters, but he will not come back again.

"What he did in the past has nothing to do with me." Ye Zhuo said vigilantly.

Fu Yiyang said "um" again and lowered his eyes.

The past Ye Zhuo will not come back, which means that this Ye Zhuo will not leave.

I don't know why, but this answer did make him feel a little more at ease.He was a little confused, but it was too late to find out the reason.

He has experienced too many things today, and his mind is already full of thoughts.

Ye Zhuo was also almost sleepy, he collapsed on the sofa and yawned.

He was dangling about to take a bath and sleep, but suddenly remembered something and asked, "Hey, where do you sleep at night?"

Fu Yiyang said, "Don't worry about me."

Ye Zhuo pondered, could it be on the sofa?But humans still seem to prefer to sleep in bed, right?

He looked back at the big bed in the bedroom, "Then you want to sleep on the bed?" In the bedroom, that's where the solar generator should be.

Fu Yiyang glanced at him and said very quickly, "No."