About the Little Thing That Your Lover Is an Evil God

Birds in nature are always alert. They stand on tiny branches and are always on guard against predators who feed on them.

But Rhines is different. Cyril's little white bird stayed in a comfortable space for too long, and everyone doted on him and hugged him. As time passed, his brain was somewhat slow to memorize the history of the mainland in a week.

Rhines stared blankly at Cyril, his light-colored eyelashes trembled, and then stopped.He didn't know what to say. Cyril's words sounded believable and absurd.

The amount of information is too huge, the beautiful Son of God reacted for a while, and slowly said, "...that's it?"

The smile on Cyril's face froze for a moment.

Rhines was really spoiled by Cyril these two days, he actually made a careful comparison in his mind, thinking that his cheeks and ear tips were slightly pink.

"If His punishment only made me... want you more, it doesn't seem to be very serious. God's punishment is not so simple, so what you said is not true."

Rhines has read the records of the temple, and a very important reason why the dark faith did not develop is because their gods are too cruel.

All human beings who have been gifted by the gods will either die or go crazy, and only those who are not so talented can survive.

If what Cyril said is true, then Rhines is certainly more guilty than those believers.According to the character of Dark God, he should be tortured repeatedly by countless instruments of torture.

And I just grew magic lines, horns and tails... and a body that goes into heat regularly.

……

Rhines lifted his chin slightly like a shy and reserved noble young master after being molested, "The gods won't just spend two hours punishing the betrayed believers."

Cyril: ...

Rhines said more and more smoothly, "And I am not injured, and without blood, the Dark God cannot be contacted at all."

Although the waist will be uncomfortable, the lips and the tip of the tongue are sore, and some places will be sore due to excessive contraction and weakness.

——But his self-healing ability is very good, no matter how... messy the night before, he won't have to lie in bed the next day.

When Rhines translated this sentence, it meant that the dark god Cyril beside him was not very good, and he failed to make his little lover feel punished, punished, and punished.

"...Really—?" Cyril asked with a smile.

Cyril does not think he is a kind god, he is a creature born in darkness, and belongs to two camps with the God of Light.In earlier ancient books, some scholars even believed that Cyril was a god who did not belong to the living, so his sacrifices were so bloody and cruel.

He has so many sensational names and so many insane deeds.

But now because he is too gentle with his little lover, he is considered bad.His marked believers do not recognize their beliefs, and Rhines does not recognize his identity as a dark god.

Not bad, Cyril thought through gritted teeth.

The dark god's hundreds of tentacles twisted anxiously, impatiently wanting to rush out and stick to Rhines to threaten him.Let the little saint who pretended to be reserved and indifferent pay for his words.

Let him see with his own eyes that his bulging belly has been flattened little by little, so that Reines can clearly feel how he absorbs...how he regains his physical strength.

The body of a succubus is not like that of a human being, it only has a feeding system.I'm afraid that when the time comes, Rhines will beg him to let him drain the excess water.

Cyril could have made Rhines all over him, making him cry and crawl on his tentacles and have to be pulled back into his arms.

……

Cyril got up and put Rhines on the bed, "I'm glad I didn't hurt Sis, but Sis needs to think carefully about what I said."

He bent down, brushed aside Rhines' bangs, looked directly into those blue eyes, and at the same time comforted himself in his heart.He shouldn't be in a hurry, after all, he will soon have the opportunity to act recklessly, right?

It's just that when that time comes, he won't just let Rhines accept a tentacle.

Rhines inexplicably felt that there was some danger, and he instinctively shrank back, resting his arms on Cyril's collarbone.

The sky showed a magnificence from light blue to light purple, and finally all turned black on the horizon.

Just when Emerald's bell rang seven times, Selena came here again.

Instead of waiting at the gate like last time, she asked the groom to park the car at the small side gate.

A black veil was attached to her hat, covering most of Selena's face.She got out of the car, holding another person by her hand, an aristocratic woman - Mrs. Cobb.

To be precise, it was Mrs. Cobb who was tied up with hemp rope and her mouth was sealed with a cloth strip.

As a daughter, such a mother who gave birth to her can no longer be described as impolite.If it is reported to the court, at the request of Mrs. Cobo, Selena will even be expelled from the Cobo family.

Some people have noticed the movement here, and they are looking here if there is nothing.

Selena kept her face in panic, and grabbed Mrs. Cobb who was struggling.Her fair fingers were already bloodstained by the woman's frenzied struggle.

But Selena's fingers seemed to be welded to it, and she didn't intend to let go at all.

She walked up the steps quickly, and under the shocked gaze of the pastor, she handed over the family seal to his hand with trembling fingers.

"I," Selena's voice was horribly dry, she paused before continuing, "I am Selina Cobo, and this is my mother, Duke Cobo."

The pastor is not very old, and he can stand here to watch the gate instead of standing in front like other colleagues to entertain believers and nobles, which means that his status is not so noble.

Naturally, it is also a lot of timid.

He hurriedly nodded twice, "Alright miss, but you need to untie the duke's rope. God of light, we should respect our parents..."

"My mother was bewitched by the devil!"

Selina interrupted her hastily.

Outside the temple, the word "devil" seemed to be a drop of ink falling into clear water, which suddenly made the atmosphere dignified.

"Oh, miss, I mean, you can't say that nonsense." The pastor said slowly, with a mixture of fear and shocking curiosity on his face.

Selena paused every word, "Everything I said is true."

The author has something to say: I know there are few today, but the plot point is here (trying to act like a baby) Tomorrow will be long, really, at least six thousand, I swear by my hair!