Vicious villains always roll over [Quick Transmigration]

The god who is not to be profaned on weekdays lay obediently under her body.

Just thinking about it made Iris's heart tremble.

He met those silver-white eyes, which contained biting indifference.He knew that if his god could still move, he would personally finish him, a believer who wanted to blaspheme.

Iris's blue eyes were stained with a little obsession, and because of his emotional turmoil, a pale pink appeared on his pale face.

He held back his desire to explore it himself with his lips and tongue.

He couldn't help it, his god had provoked too many people, there was a trace of grievance in Iris' eyes, and he didn't know what to think, the eyes were as dark as an abyss.

The blond son lowered his head, clasped the god's hand with both hands, and buried his head in the god's neck.

"Iris will serve the God of Light forever."

"Iris is a believer in the God of Light."

He whispered, as if to open his heart.Just begging the gods under him to look at him.

Even Miao maintains a godlike indifference on the surface, but inwardly she wants to strangle the Holy Son who imprisoned her.

I don't know what was done to him, I can't move at all now!

[I'm sorry, host, I finally know why the human faith value will drop!Where did these anti-temple organizations come from! ? 】

Xiao Jiujiu checked and found out that she was stupid.

"Stupid thing. 』

The god closed his eyes, avoiding the burning gaze of the blond son, because he was in a bad mood and ranting against his own stupid thing.

These things all refer to a person.

Xiao Jiujiu jumped a little.

[Host, please ask for blessings, there is a prison array in the house, unless the caster dies, the host will be trapped in the house forever. 】

Then Xiao Jiujiu looked at her host's cold expression, and changed the subject: [But host, don't worry, mortals have to pay the price of life if they want to imprison gods.This formation can only imprison the god for a while, and it will only last ten years. After ten years, your holy son must be dead, and the formation will be released once the person who applied it dies. 】

Xiao Jiujiu swears, but ignores a problem.

"What is God thinking?"

Iris closed his eyes dissatisfied with the gods and ignored him. He pressed against Jimiao's forehead and smiled contentedly when he saw those beautiful silver eyes opened and his figure was imprinted on them. up.

A sickly redness appeared on his fair face.

"Iris wants to serve you."

Xiao Jiujiu: I'm so hot, I seem to have forgotten that my host may not be chaste in ten years!

Ji Miao looked at the blond son, because he couldn't use his strength, he was in an extremely bad mood, his lips curled up in a nasty arc, and his silver-white eyes were filled with the cruelty and indifference that belonged to human beings, Ji Miao: "Only you?"

The god smiled lightly, full of sarcasm: "I don't know if * * is clean or not."

Xiao Jiujiu felt that one of her ears was not clean.

Unexpectedly, Iris was not angry, his mind was filled with the breath of the gods blowing across his face, his azure blue eyes were full of water, sparkling extremely.

After Ji Miao said the last sentence, Iris clenched the hand of the god under him and bit his red lips lightly, then covered it with his soft tongue, and his ear tips were bright red.

A few unspeakable words spit out from the beautiful thin lips "My... is clean, God... Do you want to..."

Xiao Jiujiu: I wipe it, and it feels like both ears are not clean.

"I belong only to God alone."

Iris thought of something, his eyes suddenly became dim, and he kissed the neck of the person under him morbidly: "The gods will never leave Iris easily again."

Ji Miao didn't expect Shengzi to be so thick-skinned, and he was a little stunned for a while.

The blond son rubbed his eyes fascinatedly, his blue eyes filled with paranoia and obsession with the gods: "Because Iris discovered the secret of the gods."

Little Jiujiu:? !

Ji Miao was imprisoned, and she was so calm that Xiao Jiujiu felt that her host didn't look like being imprisoned.

Xiao Jiujiu desperately thought about how to help her family get out of trouble, and even used points to buy some things, which weakened the power of the formation.

Originally, he wanted to leave while Iris was away, but he was slapped in the face by reality. The holy son seemed to be stuck to his host, staying in this room all day long, and even had to be brought in by someone else.

After finally finding the time when the dog saint was away, Xiao Jiujiu was in a hurry and urged her host to leave quickly.

Ji Miao regained some strength, her head hurt a little from Xiao Jiujiu's noisy voice, she propped herself up, her silver-white long hair slid down to her waist, swaying, very bewitching.

When he was about to fall to the ground, he was pulled into his arms by a hand, warming his forehead.

An impatience flashed in Shenming's eyes, it was really haunting.

His silver-white eyes glanced at the bottom of the bed, and his eyes were slightly curved.

Maybe he could get out, he thought.

Iris was a little surprised, and hugged his beloved god to bed.

He frowned and wondered if there was something wrong with the formation.Before he could figure out why, he was pulled and fell into the bed.

The chin was pinched, and a cold voice of the gods came from above his head: "The blasphemer."

Lifting his chin, Iris met his cold silver eyes.

"Your array is as useless as yourself."

Ji Miao was in a bad mood, he didn't like the feeling of being controlled by others.

"No, it still works."

The blond son enjoyed this feeling very much, and even raised his chin so that Jimiao could control it better, so that he wouldn't lose his strength.

Iris saw that his god was holding on.Although he didn't know what was wrong with the formation, it allowed his god to recover some strength.

He is not in a hurry, he has blind self-confidence, and believes that the gods cannot break free from the formation.

Compared with the gods who are ruthless and lustless in bed, he prefers the gods who are proud and have bright and colorful emotions.That will make him feel that he is not an equal member of all beings in his heart, but a different person.

This strange feeling made his heart tremble endlessly.

[This is a pervert. 】Xiao Jiu □□ priced.

Ji Miao let go of her hand, and looked at Iris carefully. Under this gaze, Iris softened unnaturally, and the tips of his ears turned red.

"Iris, you adore me."

Iris didn't feel angry after being exposed. On the contrary, he generously admitted that if his red face and ear tips hadn't betrayed him, Miao really thought that the person under him was so perverted that his emotions didn't show.

When Ji Miao realized this, he pinched the earlobe of the person below him playfully, and his voice was low, making Iris' eardrums itch: "Iris, you are too dirty."

The god's head was raised slightly, a little arrogant, with a sense of beauty that was ruthless and touching.

"You don't deserve my love."

……

Fingers as exquisite as works of art pinched a page and opened it, and the sunlight outside the window was rarely blocked by thick clouds.

The faithful servant knelt on the ground silently, holding the exquisite pastry on the plate above his head.Eyes covered with white cloth.

After Ji Miao said those words that day, he thought that the little poisonous snake would make trouble, but the little poisonous snake just stared at him with a pale face, paranoid and gloomy blue eyes, and uttered a hoarse voice: "I don't deserve it, Are they worthy?"

The gods were naturally not interested in who "they" were, so they nodded dispensably.This action angered Iris.

Grabbing Jimiao's hand is about to bite, and Ji Miao is not a person who just sits and dies, he has a way to crack the teeth of the person who bites him.As a result, he didn't feel any pain for a long time, and the soft and wet thing scratched his fingertips once and for all.

Iris' eyes were dark, with some kind of emotion lingering inside, and a bit of grievance: "The gods are used to angering Iris."

The proud god looked at the little poisonous snake, and Xiao knew at a glance that the little poisonous snake was planning something bad.

After that, Iris seemed to have encountered some difficult things, and he was often not in the room, occasionally showing an unhappy look, and chanting the word "elf".

I was also afraid that his god would be uncomfortable, and wanted to find someone to serve the god well, but I didn't want him to see the face of the god, hear the voice of the god, disturb the ears of the god, and smell the smell of the god.

Iris brutally ruined the third sense of a man who knew the topography of his room.

Ji Miao still couldn't go out, even if he regained some strength, he couldn't open the door.

He also tried to follow the servant, but was blocked.

[Fuck, where did this dog saint hide the formation? 】

Xiao Jiujiu became impatient, because she couldn't go out, which meant that the task could not be completed. Seeing that her host was calm as hell: [Host, are you not in a hurry? 】

"Not urgent. 』

Ji Miao turned another page. After so many days, he just wanted to make sure of one thing, and that was whether Iris had discovered the influence of faith on the gods.

Now it is basically certain, Iris only guessed the surface.Guang knew that the gods needed the power of faith, and cleverly used the power of faith to bring him back.

But what Iris didn't expect was that the belief power is not limited to humans, but also elves, dragons and goblins.

He only knows that the power of faith is very important to him, but he doesn't know the role of power of faith.

Even Miao doesn't like unfaithful believers, this holy son may have to change to someone else.

After thinking too much, he felt tired from his heart. After letting the servant go out, he lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, his curly hair was like clouds, and his beauty was picturesque.

This beauty is indescribable, amazing and at the same time making people reluctant to destroy and profane.

It's a pity that there are still "people" who don't understand this feeling.

[Host, something is approaching. 】

Ji Miao noticed it naturally, he didn't say anything, he just felt a scorching gaze staring at him intently.

The man got closer and closer, and he was only a little bit close to kissing the person he was thinking of.

The beautiful person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and Ji Miao met a pair of blue eyes, then bent his lips and smiled, and said softly, "Claren."

Confused, Claren was a little dizzy.

The LSP Demon King who failed to steal the fragrance, but was discovered: what kind of beauty is it? I want to taste it.

God knows that he changed places as soon as he woke up, and the dragon's sharp nose could smell the smell of hated people.

Cautiously coming out to see such a scene, Claren's face was filled with embarrassment, urging him to taste the taste of the person in front of him.

"Claren, you go out now."

The proud gods command magical species to have a sense of aloofness.

The figure that Claren transforms into is resolute and handsome, with deep brows and eyes, and there is a convincing taste in the faint blue eyes. At this time, the convincing eyes are staring blankly at the bare ankles of the gods.

The size of those feet is within his control, they are magical things, there is no part that is not fine, no part is not perfect, those feet are naturally extremely beautiful.

lsp Demon Dragon: I want to lick.

In a manic dragon, the object of interest is doubly attractive to him, even now that Claren's head is still clear.

The man squatted beside the bed, silent as a hill.

The hunting engraved in his bones was stimulated, and the speed of his hands was astonishingly fast, and he grabbed the foot he coveted in front of him.

Due to the suppression of divine power, Ji Miao hadn't reacted yet.His legs had already fallen into the arms of the hunter.

The wet and warm feeling spread into his brain along the texture.

Meander along the seam to the heel, climbing above the ankle.

Claren was a little drunk as if she had all the gems under the sun.

His beauty is made of ice and snow, and if you taste it carefully, it seems that there is a layer of petals sprinkled on it. Claren smacked it a few times, it is cool and sweet.

He suddenly had a desire to lick the beauty completely with his lips and tongue, wondering if the sweet aftertaste would be longer.

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