How does the male protagonist pick up soap through the NP system

"Wine is an intoxicating good thing," Priest Damon held the wine in his left hand and embraced the beauty in his right, casually looking at Raphael who suddenly appeared at the door: "I don't mind buying you a drink."

Raphael looked at him with a good-looking frown.This kind of gaze was so pure that the boy lying in Damon's arms shrank uncomfortably.

Damon patted the boy's upturned butt frivolously: "Go down." He turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Raphael: "Why, is that necromancer prettier than my babies? Look at you Looks like he's out of his mind."

Are you out of your mind?Rafael frowned: Was it that obvious?

Damon took a sip of wine slowly: "Tomorrow I will be in charge of the execution, yes, you come here like this, it really makes me panic."

"I have no other meaning." Raphael frowned.

"Then what's the matter with your expression of wanting to go to Xingtai?"

Raphael was extremely disturbed, and looked at him with tangled eyes.

Damon exaggeratedly pointed at his tall nose: "Could it be that you don't know how to do it, so you come to my childhood sweetheart for advice?"

Obviously, the one who asked Damon to come up with an idea must have had his head flooded.Raphael stared at Damon for a while, and just when Damon was about to wonder if he was going to fall in love with him, Raphael suddenly said: "The fire torture is very painful."

"Of course, especially when people are still awake when they are burning, many people are not burned to death, but are tortured to death."

"He is very afraid of pain," Raphael lowered his head, and said quietly, "The last time he was stabbed by flowers, he screamed miserably."

Damon tentatively asked: "Then you want to give him a good time?"

Raphael suddenly stood up expressionlessly: "I'm leaving."

"Hello!" Damon looked at his back very depressed: just leave?

Raphael went all the way to the cell where Mo Cha was held with a sullen face.

There is a table of delicious food and wine in this room, which is the last supper for the condemned criminals.

The chopsticks on the table did not move. Mo Cha sat by the table with his chin resting on his face, his expression was erratic. When he saw him walking in, it was like waking up from a big dream. He cleared his throat and said, "You're here."

Rafael's heart skipped a beat, and he said calmly, "Are you waiting for me to eat?" As he spoke, he sat down and held him in his arms naturally, just like he did before.

"Well," Mo Cha nestled in his arms very cutely: "I want to have dinner with you for the last time in this world."

Raphael felt bitter in his heart: "Okay." He picked up Mo Cha's favorite shredded chicken with mustard, and fed him bite by bite.

This was the first time he made such a numb and delicate movement. Mo Cha's face was a little red, and he broke free from his embrace suddenly, and gave him some vegetables: "This feather vegetable smells delicious, you can eat it too."

Raphael didn't suspect him, so he swallowed it with his chopsticks.

Mo Cha's long eyelashes trembled, and there were all the remaining Acacia powder in this dish.Watching Raphael take bite after bite of chicken feathers, his body became more and more stiff.

Even after noticing the strangeness of Mo Cha, Raphael's chopsticks did not stop. On the contrary, he ate the dish completely.

The medicine took effect very quickly, and Rafael felt the familiar heat. He looked at Mo Cha in disbelief: "Is this the jjj from last time?"

Mo Cha bit her lip and nodded.

Raphael said in a complicated mood: "Why?"

Mo Cha: "I want to do something meaningful at the last moment." After speaking, she bit her red lip and sat on Raphael.

Raphael took a deep breath and tried his best to control the thought of wanting to suppress him crazily: "I thought you would give poison, at least a drug that would make people unconscious."

Mo Cha was surprised.

Raphael reached out and touched his smooth face, then suddenly took out a magic wand from his sleeve and stuffed it into his hand: "You go."

Mo Cha stared at him blankly.Raphael, who was on the verge of losing control, was tormented by passion (wow), his face was flushed, and his breathing was heavy, but even at this critical moment when the arrow had to be fired, he never forgot to put the magic wand in his hand.

"I won't leave." Mo Cha stretched out his hand to touch his sweaty temple hair, and threw the magic wand aside forcefully.

Raphael couldn't hold back anymore, he pressed him under his body, his hot palm tightly clutching his narrow waist.

Passionate, from each other's eyes, they saw the same longing.At this time, there was no need for words or any explanations. They tore each other's clothes, and soon they rolled together naked like primitive people, and they were turned into red waves.

Mo Cha hugged his shoulders tightly, and the two reached the summit together.

Gently imprinting a question beside Raphael's sweaty face, Mo Cha's voice was full of nostalgia: "Goodbye, Raphael."

Under Raphael's astonished gaze, Mo Cha's body gradually became transparent.

"Mo Cha! What's wrong with you?!" Raphael wanted to grab him, but the soft skin in his hand gradually turned cold.

"Goodbye." Mo Cha's heart sank little by little, and he finally took a deep look at Raphael, whose eyes were full of sadness, and completely disappeared into the air.

System: Ding!Congratulations on completing all the main missions of the God System!

Only then did Mo Cha realize that he was in a cloud of creamy yellow, with nothing around him, and he said wearily, "I want to go back."

The system wondered: Don't you have any nostalgia for this place?

Mo Cha's expression was dull, and he stared at his fingers with lowered eyelids, as if he wanted to see a flower from it: "Do you want me to stay here forever, and let my parents look for my whereabouts from the ends of the world?"

System: In fact, this system has special rewards after completing all tasks.

Mo Cha sneered: "Is it immortal?" Even if there is such a thing, he is not rare now.

The system is serious: No, you can take a person back to your original world from here.

Mo Cha was stunned. For a moment, he didn't want to doubt the authenticity of what the system said, and Raphael's sad face suddenly flashed in front of him.

"Is what you said true?" Mo Cha asked impatiently.

System: Really, as long as you say a person's name, I will send you back immediately.

Mo Cha nervously swallowed his saliva, as if another village was brightened by the dark willows, his heart burst into ecstasy, but then hesitatingly said: "This is not good, just take people away from his familiar homeland casually." come out."

System reminder: Who do you want to bring?

There was chaos in Mo Cha's brain, and the words of the system seemed to open the door to a new world, which made him feel bad: "I can take whoever I want, at least let me ask for other people's opinions." ?” At this moment, all those warm images in the system appeared in front of him, there was Sia handing over the barbecue tenderly, and Raphael was gently wiping off the debris on his lips with a smile like a white lotus , Serge smiled narrowly and his stomach gurgled, but he handed over a big chicken leg in time, and...

I wonder if Hu Qi is still looking for him?

Mo Cha's heart suddenly ached.

System: No one's consent is required, but you still have 1 minute to make a decision.

Mo Cha's whole body was tense like a string.He slowly closed his eyes, and the bits and pieces of life in this world were scattered in his mind like a slide show, all figures gradually disappeared into the gray background, but Hu Qi was not as beautiful The face of the person is as clear as the clouds and mist have dispersed.

He likes the way Hu Qi smiles. He is beautiful with slyness and a hint of charm. This person is always rough-skinned and thick-skinned. , is simply the number one obstacle to system tasks, but... I just have nothing to do with him, even if I was robbed, I can't hate that smiling face at all.

If it is said that it is wholehearted dependence on West Asia, complete appreciation and guilt on Rafael, and a deal for Seger to get what it needs, then it is love and anger to Fox Seven, full of complex expectations and losses. emotional.

System: Friendly reminder, there are still five seconds left, if you fail to make a decision in time, the system will give a random gift to someone

Mo Cha blurted out: "Wait, before making a choice, I request to take another look at them. Even if I can't say goodbye to them properly, at least let me take one more look at them, just one look!"

The system thought for a while: Well, call whoever you want to see by name.

Mo Cha's face gradually condensed into a huge mirror, and he murmured, "Sia."

Xi Ya's familiar face immediately appeared in the mirror. He was taking a nap, lazily leaning on Zhou Si's lap, with an expression of laziness that Mo Cha had never seen before.

Sia: "Are you tickling, use some force!"

Zhou Si was helpless: "Believe it or not, I'll pierce your head out."

As if something had dropped from his chest, Mo Cha breathed a sigh of relief, and called Seger's name in a low voice.

Seger was in his beautiful palace, and seemed to be studying some spells. Beside him was a handsome and thin boy kneeling beside him, obediently beating his legs.

"This guy has a good life." Mo Cha curled his lips and called Raphael's name.He was very worried in his heart, but Raphael looked much better than he had imagined.

Raphael is praying. He is wearing the snow-white robe of the Priest of Light, and his face is as holy and calm as when he first saw him.

With a "squeak", the door opened, and Gabriel walked in. His handsome face was as cold as snow: "You let him go?"

"Yes." Raphael nodded calmly.

"You let Jack go, too?"

"Yes."

Gabriel stared at him, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Raphael didn't care, he guessed that Mo Cha didn't die, but returned to the place where he should go with something like a space scroll: "I just want to make my heart right, and this is not right Is it your wish?"

That's right, Raphael's influence in the Light God Sect is still there, and he was thinking about how to tarnish his reputation, so it was convenient for him to cut his own way.

"Let go of the necromancer without permission, you are no longer qualified to be a priest of light."

Raphael looked up at the unparalleled and handsome statue of the God of Light, and said softly: "It's not up to you, I will leave for Fengdu tomorrow." After that, he continued to look up at the statue as if he didn't exist.

Fengdu, Mo Cha has also heard of it, is also a bustling city like the City of Light.But it is completely different from the style of the City of Light that rejects other religions. It is a wonderful place with freedom of belief.

A trace of hesitation crossed Mo Cha's face, and he still called Hu Qi's name.

The mirror rippled, and a moment later, the deep blue sea appeared in front of him.It was a wooden boat, and Hu Qi was lying on the deck, staring intently at the choppy sea.

"Fool!" Mo Cha's tears fell all of a sudden, leaving a long water mark across his clean face.

System: It seems that you have already decided.

Mo Cha still had a little struggle in his heart: "Bringing him to modern times like this is like putting a wild animal in a cage. Is it really good for him?"

The system said honestly: I don't know, but if someone wants to take me out of here, I will be very happy.

Mo Cha was surprised: "Can't you leave here?"

The voice of the system is somewhat lost: can't.

The author has something to say: This article also has extra modern life.As for the new article, because it is too vulgar to be complained by friends from the earth, and it is always so controlled, so I changed it. I have written 3000 words, and I will open it in a few days:

Baihe Garfield, the emperor of the Luluo galaxy, is originally the sea snake Diobai.Because it is a man-eating tree hybridized with animal genes, it cannot bloom (bo) flowers (qi) for 500 years. It regards Xiao Huangman as life (although the whole galaxy knows that he can't do it), and its job is to settle the rebels (relying on fighting to vent The energetic old virgin can't afford to be hurt), and in peacetime, he often stays in the cypress palace and watches interstellar TV. One day he saw the marriage advertisement of his favorite little porn author, Liuli lotus · help · out of morals...

Although there is no description of attack and acceptance, it should be obvious, right?