Miss Jiguo

She is a god shaped by honey, flowers, tears and love, and a curse flower that Tong Mo cultivated for five years before it bloomed.

However, just like her father complained, she was picky and self-willed, eating less if she didn't kill people.So when she first came out of the flower cocoon, she was so weak and pale, it reminded people of the clouds at night.

Maybe this is also morbidly beautiful, but when Tong Mo hugged her, he always felt that he was hugging a bone.

Because he felt that the hand feeling was too bad, and the feeling of cutting himself was boring, so he did his best when feeding her with the power of his wish, and even worked overtime a few times.Finally, on that night of dancing with her, he got a pair of catkins as he wished.

Her palm was pale and soft, like a dewy white lily.

Those were obviously a pair of very endearing hands, stroking the corners of his eyes, gently pulling the ends of his hair, and resting on his palms.Now it has been pierced by a sharp weapon from the palm of its hand, and it has become gray and withered...

"It's hard to grow a little bit of meat."

"How did it become like this..."

It's so bad.

When he hugged her back into the flower cocoon to heal her wounds, the blood oozing from her wounds wetted the ends of his hair that fell when he bowed his head, dyed the palm of his touching her red, and remained on his chest .

The beautiful young man endured all this silently, pursing his lips in dissatisfaction.

Although she is not human, the blood is not so stinky, but has a delicate fragrance like damaged petals.

But it sure was too bad.

Tong Mo really doesn't like blood at all.

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Lian's memory still lingered in the moment when she pierced the warlock's chest with her fingertips. The smell of blood and the deep-seated hostility still lingered in her heart.

This made her subconsciously attack Tong Mo when she said, "Are you feeling better now? How did you get hurt like this..."

After seeing the familiar figure in front of her eyes and hearing the caring and gentle words, her body, which was tense like an arrow from the string, softened again.

"Great, you're fine..." The woman sighed in a sad voice, and tears flowed from her dry eyes again.

Lian stretched out a relatively complete palm, and caressed the delicate face of the young man with nostalgia.When he asked "what happened" with a worried face, he whispered the reason for his desperate fight——

"That person said something very outrageous... He said that if he doesn't kill people, he will kill Tong Mo."

"How could he do this? Tong Mo is my important beacon, and I promised to protect you, so it's best not to have even a small wound..."

"Kill, kill... He is also a human being, so why don't I kill him?"

"It's a pity, almost, I almost. What about Tong Mo, will he hurt you when he comes back?"

Lian's expression was the same as before, she was gentle and sad, as if she was sincerely comforting her poor believer, but the words she said were full of undisguised malice.

This is not the teaching of the "Beacon", it is not the compassionate love of the gods, and it is definitely not the pure heart of a girl.

This feeling is completely different from the cool peace and beauty that Tong Mo felt from her. It is dark and chaotic, with a twist that runs counter to the worldly morality.

But it was indeed conveyed to Tong Mo.

It turns out that selfless gods will also favor someone, innocent children also have dark malice, and beautiful flowers have always been rooted in deep mud.

She does have a heart...

He showed a surprised expression because of her behavior, and was fascinated by the feeling that sprouted in his heart.

Tong Mo just stared at his god for a while.

……

The boy's silence was regarded as resistance by the gods.

The god who accompanied him day and night did not forget how gentle and innocent the Beacon was——

He tolerantly forgave his cheating father, and kindly regarded the happiness of the believers as his own responsibility.

Of course, he also said to himself that "Beacon will not abandon the gods"...

But this last glimmer of hope was shattered by Tong Mo's silence, Shenming withdrew his palm with a gloomy face, and said with a wry smile:

"No, no, what did I say. He is your father after all, and I actually wanted to kill him..."

"Ah... I must be looking like a monster now."

"At that time, please give me all the responsibilities. After all, this is only my behavior, so just deal with me like this...

On the way to wipe away her tears, Lian accidentally bumped into a flower protruding from the socket of her right eye.After she woke up, all her attention was drawn away by her beacon, and she didn't even realize that because she was too seriously injured, Hua Yu had used all her spell power for healing, removing her disguise as a human being.

The god slowly touched the tiny vines clinging to his forehead, and his face suddenly changed.

If she is still a beautiful woman, she will naturally talk to her Beacon as usual, trying to get a sincere understanding.

But what is there to talk about in this monster-like posture now?

Ugly monsters are justifying their crimes in every possible way, which will only make people feel bored...

"Please don't look at me, I'm very strange now." Lian squeezed out a small cry of compassion from her throat, she tightly covered her cheeks with both hands, shrunk her body and snatched it deep into the flower cocoon.

But the boy didn't retreat because of this, he stretched out his hands and gently hugged the weird woman into his arms, and smiled and said soothing words——

"It's alright."

"Who doesn't like flowers? You are still very beautiful, the only beauty in the world."

"How would I dispose of my precious god?"

"...After all, he really said something very outrageous. How could a father think of killing his own child?"

Compared with the father-son relationship with human ethics, in Tong Mo's eyes, he and that man are more like a cooperative relationship where each gets what he wants.

As a beacon, he helps the warlock cultivate the gods, and the warlock takes himself to see what the so-called blissful afterlife looks like.

As far as the current situation is concerned, he has indeed successfully cultivated a god, and he has had enough fun getting along with her, and he has gotten the reward he wanted——

But this part was given to him by the gods...

What the so-called father did was to borrow her, and then gave him a wounded god without specifying the purpose or giving a reason.

This is really disrespecting the fruits of children's labor!

Oh, not only that, he even threatened her with his own death.

When Tong Mo listened to what the gods described to him, every time he heard a crime, the corners of his mouth sank a little.It's no wonder that in the end, when he didn't pay attention, he showed no expression, which scared the gods who didn't know.

"It's too much..." The unintentional "Son of God" frowned slightly, and murmured in a low voice.

Although Tong Mo has no special feelings about life and death.But this kind of behavior of being pinched in the palm of his hand and easily deciding his future still made him feel deeply bored and unhappy...

Since he has not fulfilled the responsibility of "father" at all, then he doesn't have to be a "son" obediently, and then cooperate with the role of fatherly kindness and filial piety, right?

"Perhaps he turned into something strange the moment he came back from the dead..."

"I'm really incompetent. I actually took this kind of thing as my father and allowed him to hurt so many innocent people..."

"How pitiful, how pitiful..."

The beautiful and flawless "Son of God" embraced the victim god, and shed tears of compassion.

"I must... purify him myself."

The boy's fair face became bloodstained from his own touch, and he was obviously stained with blood.

But because of a certain characteristic hidden in him, that bright red became a special decoration for his dazzling beauty.

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One of the greatest skills of Noragami's father is to provoke people's hearts

Treat people's emotional fluctuations as weaknesses and make arrangements

This person really owes too much, until the loyal Chiqi behind him gets angry and scolds his father for being self-willed