Vicious villains always roll over [Quick Transmigration]

[Fuck, host, think clearly, the premature death of the villain will disrupt the advancement of this world. 】Xiao Jiujiu jumped anxiously.

Ji Miao looked at the Son of God under his palm, because of the heat, he was unconsciously relying on him like a little beast, and his expression was gloomy: "There are elements of darkness and light at the same time, Xiao Jiujiu, what's going on. 』

Xiao Jiujiu saw that his host gave up killing the villain, and the data head that was so frightened that it was about to short-circuit restarted, and then took out a handful of melon seeds and knocked on it to suppress his shock: [Hey, it is the host who provoked it, he is That kid back then. 】

A small figure flashed through my mind, it turned out to be that chirping child.

His hand was held tightly by Iris, as if he was afraid that he would leave.

The gods lowered their eyes, seeming to be pitiful or ruthless, and then smiled like a flower blooming at night: "That should be easy to deceive."

……

Iris had a long dream, and when he awoke he hurriedly searched for his god.When someone lifted him up and wanted to feed him water, he knocked off the man's hand, and the water glass cracked on the ground, causing the maid to tremble in fright.

He stepped on the broken glass with his bare feet, blood streaming down the sharp edges.

His thin and beautiful hands pinched the maid's shoulders almost convulsively, and his pair of azure blue shades were terrifying, without the holy and noble that the outside world said: "Where is he?"

The maid was too scared to look up.

He knew that he couldn't trap his god, since the carriage was full of various god-prisoning formations.

"Iris."

The young god came out of the statue, looking at the farce in front of him with indifferent silver eyes.Iris' eyes lit up, and he walked quickly to the god, every step he took would leave a blood-stained footstep on the carpet.

It's like seeing your own destination, walking devoutly step by step, kneeling in front of the god, looking up, the delicate eyebrows and eyes are full of attachment, but afraid of blood staining the god's robe.

The gloomy eyes turned into a kind of joy the moment they saw it.

[The face changes so quickly. 】

The blond son licked his peeling lips and said in satisfaction, "God hasn't left."

Iris has completely forgotten what the gods said during the high fever.

Of course, Ji Miao didn't want to meet the little poisonous snake for a while, and now only human beliefs remain.As much as he dislikes the villainous son, Iris' influence is undeniable.

"Iris, I need your help."

The god whispered, conveying his needs to the unfaithful worshiper.

"What reward can the gods give me?"

The blond-haired holy son is making progress, and even Miao has figured out the nature of the little poisonous snake. As long as the bottom line of the little poisonous snake is not touched, the poisonous snake with its fangs will be covered with a layer of docile skin.

"what do you want."

The gods lowered their eyes and lowered their eyelashes, enveloping the boundless darkness.

"I'll tell God after I've figured it out."

The blond son raised his head, squinted his eyes comfortably, and carefully touched the corner of the god's clothes with his pale hand, thinking that the person in front of him would not notice it.

Ji Miao knew what the person in front of him was thinking, and knew that she couldn't keep him, so she wanted to be soft.I didn't think about anything, it was obviously this little poisonous snake who had thought about it so many times, just waiting for such an opportunity to ask for a reward.

The tails of the playful god's eyes were raised slightly, and there was a little playfulness between the brows, and he responded lightly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the golden-haired saint's jade-colored face, dizzy, and his eyes were as unbelievable as a cat's.

It is dispensable for Miao to think that now that the little poisonous snake wants to love the master, he can only coax him first. As for the consequences, the proud god who has recovered half of his strength has not considered at all.

The atmosphere in the temple is no longer tense because of the return of the gods.

Iris is also the benevolent and benevolent son in the eyes of the common people, bringing them well-being.

Even relying on the prophecy of the God of Light, several major disasters were avoided for the common people.

The holy son, who is praised by the people as the messenger of the gods, is currently obsessed with the gods, and wants to ask the gods for rewards.

Ji Miao was looking at folk poems praising the God of Light, the words and sentences were all elegant and gorgeous, and the meaning of praise overflowed the paper.

Xiao Jiujiu saw her host watching with gusto, and seriously doubted whether her host had narcissistic tendencies.

Ji Miao noticed that he was correcting the official document beside him, but he didn't know how many times he read it out of the corner of his eye. He sat and waited for the little poisonous snake to attack.

In the end, the little poisonous snake couldn't bear it any longer, and put down his pen: "Iris's reward this time is to ask the gods to answer a question for me."

The eyes of the gods fell from the book to the golden-haired Son.

"Did that ugly tree have a relationship with the gods?" Iris's eyes were as dark as the sea, and his face was gentle.

Ji Miao: "What is divine friendship?" 』

Xiao Jiujiu covered her face: [Cough, the host is exactly what you think. 】

Because of the long silence, the emotions in Iris' eyes almost accumulated, and he stepped into the thinking god step by step.

As soon as Ji Miao heard Xiao Jiujiu's wretched look, she understood in seconds.

He didn't bother to lie about this kind of thing, but he didn't expect the little poisonous snake to be so serious about this kind of thing, and he denied it with his beautiful thin lips.

As soon as the words fell, Ji Miao harvested a little poisonous snake with a contented face that wanted to climb the bed at any time.

Ji Miao: I really want to beat him to death with a stick.

At the auction, it had come to an end, and the people from the auction house brought out the finale items.

An incomparably beautiful elf was locked in a cage, and instantly the nobles in the audience went crazy.

The count looked down at the grand occasion through the glass, twirling his mustache, and the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction, because he was the owner behind the auction house.

Until a servant came over and handed him a piece of paper, then whispered in his ear.

The gorgeously dressed middle-aged noble suddenly jumped violently: "Damn it, Iris is crazy, my people managed to sneak into the elves for several years, and everything was over!"

The man pinched his eyebrows and his eyes were gloomy, his heart was bleeding.In order to enter the elves, he sacrificed many people and made a lot of money by buying and selling elves over the years.If it hadn't been discovered by that sinister guy and threatened him to hand over control.Originally, the hypocritical Holy Son didn't take care of it after taking over, and after a while he will be able to completely control it again.Who knew that guy had a convulsion and actually used it.

Now this industrial chain he was proud of was broken!

He loathes the temple, and can't wait to push it to the temple's rule, but the temple has a long history, and he can't overthrow it.Although he can't overthrow the temple, he can make the temple bleed a little.

Otherwise he will never be reconciled.

……

The faith value is rising steadily, that is, Miao ignores the burning eyes behind her, and when she finishes reading the third book praising the God of Light, she plans to go out for a walk to see what is going on with those humans who do not believe in him.

Iris, who had been watching him all the time, saw that the god was about to leave, and the blue pen was soaked into the smudged paper: "Is God bored?" Then he lowered his eyes, covered his emotions in his eyes and stood up: "That's really Iris. default."

He walked in front of the young god calmly: "As punishment, Iris is willing to accompany the god."

"Iris has lived here for more than ten years and is very familiar with it."

In the eyes of outsiders, the words and actions of the Son of God are impeccable.

Ji Miao caught a glimpse of that hand rubbing the clothes with its thumb and forefinger.

Nodding his head dispensably, he agreed.

Ordinary people can't see the gods, and Iris used a potion to conceal his appearance for unnecessary trouble.

The young god walked on the street, beautiful and holy, out of tune with the surroundings.

Today is a small festival in Western Europe, so the streets are full of people.

[Host, the belief value of human beings has fluctuated just now, it should be the anti-God church, this kind of non-compliant church has existed for several years, and some self-proclaimed believers have initially developed. 】

Xiao Jiujiu flipped through the data: 【Their lair is on the outskirts of the city. 】

"I thought you could only eat melon seeds. 』

Xiao Jiujiu warned herself not to be angry, Xiaodou rolled her eyes, and rubbed her hands with her dog's legs: [Let's discuss, can the host turn off the function of the small black room. 】

[Nest will never let the host down! 】

"Let's talk about it in the next world." 』

The god teased Xiao Jiujiu loosely, because he had never moved his gaze away from the conversation with Xiao Jiujiu, and that gaze kept falling on a stall.

No matter how noisy the surroundings were, Iris never looked away.

Those eyes, known as compassion, were filled with unknown emotions at the moment.

Iris found that he was already dissatisfied with simply possessing the gods. His greedy eyes fell on him, yearning for the warmth of the gods, and he was obsessed with the cold face that brought him emotions.

His throat was dry, but he became docile when the boy moved his body and didn't intend to look at him.

Occasionally, the sight of him falling on him will make him tremble.

He remembered how he had licked and bitten, and the kami tasted delicious.He wanted to taste it again, but unfortunately, his god seemed to be much stronger.The little poisonous snake thought about how to lure the god to bed while reminiscing.

Otherwise, the next reward will be replaced by...

Before the idea took shape, a huge dragon chant pierced the sky.

"The devil... the devil dragon is coming!"

It was like a signal, and the people on the street instantly became chaotic.

"Damn it, what are those knights and people in the temple eating? This kind of species will invade the holy capital!"

Someone cursed the temple.

The bustling street just now was suddenly noisy and uneasy.

All the civilians on the street looked terrified, and no one knew the terrible and destructive power of the magic dragon.

The gigantic black dragon stood on the tallest spire of the Holy City, spreading its incomparably dark wings.

The pitch-black scales reflect a beautiful luster under the sunlight.

The knights and magicians of the temple came late and watched the terrifying dragon from a distance.The knights rode flying magical species, lit up their spears and fought against the dragon.But they were no match for the giant dragon at all. The dragon took a breath and flicked its tail, and they fell from the sky one after another.

Everyone was terrified, they had never seen such a powerful monster, and they didn't know why this monster flew to the temple.

The dark blue eyes of the magic dragon swept across the weak and ugly humans one by one.The beautiful tail slapped the tower heavily, and it was obvious that the dragon was melancholy and restless.

Someone who knew something about the magic dragon sent someone to dump boxes and boxes of gems under the eyes of the magic dragon.

Unexpectedly, the magic dragon didn't even look at it, and said in human language, "None of you have seen my partner."

Xiao Jiujiu took a quick look, wow, isn't this that stupid dragon! ?

【Fuck, host, it's chasing after me! 】

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