The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Don't mess with jealous men, and don't mess with men who don't realize they're jealous.

Steve sensibly retreated to the side, resolutely extinguished the burning anger of the other party, and cleverly moved the topic to other places.

There were many guests present at the banquet, and everyone knew the basics, and no one was willing to come and talk to Sisyphus. The "good reputation" that can chat to death within three sentences is not for nothing.

Fortunately, Sisyphus is not the kind of shady character. It doesn't matter even if he doesn't please him. He does things fairly and justly.

The crowd expressed that this was really the greatest joy, otherwise, dealing with him under pressure would be inexplicably stressful.

Steve said calmly: "That's because you don't know his true character, a bunch of idiots."

The banquet went smoothly, and everyone gathered in groups, complimenting and flattering. Sisyphus felt bored, put down his wine glass and randomly picked a corner where no one was around and walked over.

"Hello, may I ask you, Lord Sisyphus?" It took less than 2 minutes to breathe, and the moment of peace he finally bought was disturbed by someone. Sisyphus was upset, but he didn't show it on the surface.

The person who came was surprisingly familiar. The purple-black robe was about to be dragged to the ground, and the wide cloak covered half of the face. It was a standard wizard's appearance.There is only one person who will dress like this at this banquet.

"I wonder if your doubts from last time have been answered?"

It was none other than the old witch doctor he met earlier, Sisyphus glanced at it, and saw it from the looming half face behind the cloak.

"Well, but it's not the same as what you said." Indeed, the rumors say that you need to cut the flesh to cure the disease, but it is not the case at all.

"It seems that you get along well with that mermaid, he even told you about the mermaid's kiss." The old witch doctor lifted his cloak to reveal a young and beautiful face, with a pensive expression on his face, and smiled Said: "But you must be very strange, why does he have a scar on his tail?"

Sisyphus didn't think much about it, but when he heard the witch doctor mention the mermaid kiss and was about to tell about the scars, he froze, nodded and said slowly, "Do you know something?"

The little mermaid's scar was too scary, and he refused to say it himself.

The old witch doctor sighed and said, "I never expected to see a mermaid who is willing to tell humans mermaid kiss again in my lifetime. I think he really likes you. If that's the case, it doesn't matter if I tell you, so that you can be mentally prepared."

The banquet was very lively, in stark contrast to where they were standing. The old witch doctor glanced at the noisy crowd, turned around and signaled Sisyphus to follow.

As the two walked farther and farther away, the noise was gradually left behind until they could no longer hear any noise. Sisyphus noticed that he was in a forest at the moment.

There are lush trees all around, and when I look up, I can only see a round sky. The weather is bad tonight and I can’t even see a single star. Birdsong sounds in my ears from time to time, and the surrounding environment becomes more and more silent.

At this moment, the old witch doctor sighed clearly and audibly.

"Did you know that a mermaid's kiss will eventually hurt the mermaid itself."

Suddenly there was a sharp cry in the forest, and Sisyphus's prickly eardrum felt a dull pain. He somehow had a bad premonition about the truth about the mermaid kiss that the old witch doctor said.