Chu Ci blinked.

Suddenly raised his hand.

The white fingertips slashed through his chest and gently glanced over his neck.

Jiang Misen's Adam's apple rolled uncomfortably.

Then the chin was slightly raised by the thin white finger.

Chu Ci was holding onto his body, her little face approached slightly, and her big green eyes narrowed slightly.

In an instant, it brought out a bewitching aura of demons.

Such an aura, with a little gloom in holiness, will cause people to almost break up all the reason in their hearts.

He has not yet emerged from such emotions.

I heard Chu Ci slowly speak.

"You want to help me get the power of faith...? Do you believe in me?"

The voice is still soft, but this sentence brings some divine power, but because of the gentle and tolerant power of the God of Love, it will not make people feel uncomfortable, and even make people want to get close, but it is a little holy, so they dare not easily touch it.

But the undevoted human beings who had never had faith raised their hands at this moment, pulled the silence of holiness down and pulled it into their arms.

Like the god of death from hell, the breath surrounding her preventing others from snooping is like a sharp sickle. Her long fingers pressed slightly to hold the little girl in her arms, almost trying to completely cover her with a huge black cloak.

Bad and selfish, wanting to monopolize this seems to belong to the beauty of this world.

His voice was a little vicious and hoarse.

"No."

He doesn't believe in it.

He has no faith, either.

If he believed, he would not want to break her wings and trap her in his arms; if he believed, he would not want to deal with all the gods who knew she existed, leaving him alone to enjoy the last lonely god; if he believed, he would not have such many thoughts, to pull her off the altar, and from then on, to be with him.

He never believed in it, he just wanted to have her.

Bad and real.

Chu Ci was suddenly pressed into her arms.

The robes cloth on his body was soft and covered with a cold smell.

The hands on the back of the head used a little strength, and they trapped her tightly in their arms.

How do you feel - it looks a bit like a blackening?

Chu Ci sided her head.

What did she do, he would turn evil?

If you think about it again, let you personally feel how powerful she is.

“So—”

The little girl was stuffed in her arms by him, and the trace of divine power disappeared completely, and then she spoke.

"How long ago did that happen?"

Jiang Misen paused, with a little dazed in her eyes, and slowly relaxed her strength.

Chu Ci supported himself up again, tilted his head to look at him, and laughed.

"You have never heard of the God of Love that has long fallen? I have long disappeared from the concepts of gods. I am different from them. I don't need to use the power of faith. The power of faith can at most help me. This auxiliary function, even a human being with a lot of power of faith, will feel like this."

"you--"

Jiang Misen frowned, obviously remembering the few records about the God of Love in the book, but because this man was standing in front of him, he did not realize that it was probably true.

If it is true—then Chu Ci has encountered all kinds of things in the past thousands of years—

The young magician clenched his hands.

But I heard the dark-haired and blue-eyed god chuckling and speaking.

"So, I won't leave you."
Chapter completed!