Seize My Boyfriend - B9 (2)

Without the pride of being designated as an envoy of God, Mo Zhiyang only felt bald.

Is this god of light stuffed with rice field eels in his head, otherwise he really can’t imagine why he would identify himself as an envoy of God.

“My lord envoy.” The envoy of the Holy See stood up and put a red silk scarf on for him, “My lord envoy, the Knights are ready to escort you to the temple of the God of Light.” This sentence, my lord

, It makes people play well every time.

Mo Zhiyang swallowed, “Ah this?” System, what should they do if they find out that I’m actually a dry-cooked guy? Will it burn me alive?

“It’s hard to say, but I think the God of Light will burn you to ashes.” The system also hesitated, what kind of shit mission is this, world peace.

The boy didn’t answer for a long time, but made the people outside the venue anxious and started whispering.

Mo Zhiyang realized that something was wrong, but no matter how upset he was, he had to pretend.

Showing a distressed expression, “Messenger, I’m afraid I won’t be able to serve the God of Light perfectly. The awe and respect for the God of Light make me feel ashamed.” Labor and capital, I don’t want to serve this shit

God of Light.

Hearing this, the messenger chuckled and said, “Child, don’t worry, you were chosen by the God of Light, and God is merciful and tolerant.” “I

hope the God of Light can forgive my ignorance because of my love for him. “Mo Zhiyang sighed, pretending to be pious.

I don’t know if he is fraternal or not, but if he dares to make any troubles, the Lord will smash his idol!

Seeing that only the priests of the Holy See could have the red scarf, Swell forced to hide the jealousy in his eyes, lowered his head, his beautiful blond hair was shining brightly in the sun, but it couldn’t hide the darkness in his heart.

“Swell, I don’t think this is your problem. You are good enough, but Yang was chosen by the God of Light.” A boy patted another boy’s shoulder to comfort him.

Swell shook his head and said with a smile, “I think, since the God of Light chose Yang, he must be the one who possesses our lack of character.” But I’m so jealous, why can he?

“Yes, the oracle of the God of Light is unquestionable.” The young man nodded slightly, turned and stepped back.

But Mo Zhiyang was very distressed lying on the bed, tossing and turning, not knowing what to do.

The people here have a lot of trust in the gods, almost fanatical worship. If they know that they don’t believe in the so-called gods, they must roast themselves into kebabs.

“System, can you believe in gods?” Mo Zhiyang sighed and covered his face with a pillow.

Wow, that’s too much, the system: “Hey, hey, don’t force the system, okay? I’m a system, and you tell me to believe in God? The only god I believe in is the main god.” “Then we have to

GG Now, think about it, I don’t believe in God, if God finds out, then we die together, how good is that?” It’s okay to be

far away from the Holy See now, but if you really want to go to the holy temple of the Holy See, that’s absolutely fine. It was a fatal blow.

Mo Zhiyang was distressed, his mind was slowly becoming confused, and he just fell asleep in a daze.

After the person fell asleep, a man wearing a black toga appeared in the room, with short black hair combed back, revealing a smooth and full forehead.

The black pupils were full of love at this time, walked to the bed and sat down, stroked his short blond hair with his hands, “My dear, you don’t have to worry, I have everything.” The deep voice,

like It is the sweetest wine, which makes people sleep more deeply when listening to it.

“As long as there is me, even the God of Light can’t hurt you.” When Ryan said this, he suddenly realized one thing, what if the little toffee went to the Holy See and was hurt by the God of Light?

That’s still, it’s safer to tie up the God of Light.

Seeing the person who was fast asleep, Ryan decided to wait a while before talking, quietly went to bed, leaned on the pillow, and pressed the young man into his arms, “Little Toffee.” Touching something soft in his sleep, Mo

Zhiyang Rubbing unconsciously, he felt something harden against his lips, so he naturally opened his mouth to hold it.

Being trapped through his clothes, Ryan was startled. He wanted to push him away but was afraid of waking him up. He didn’t know what to do for a while, “Little Toffee, don’t make trouble.”

After resisting to no avail, he had to let him go.

When Mo Zhiyang woke up, it was already dark, and the room was very dark without any candles, “System, I seem to have dreamed about Naozi? Am I gone?” ”

Naiko?” Dissatisfied host!”

Smacking his mouth, Mo Zhiyang really felt that he had eaten… Naiko!

The envoy of the Holy See asked to hurry up, and he packed up his things and set off the next day. When he was about to set off, he found that Swell had also followed.

“This?” Mo Zhiyang looked at the messenger strangely.

Swell smiled and replied, “Yang, I will be your servant from now on.” It doesn’t matter what identity you use as long as you can enter the Holy See.

“My lord envoy, we need to arrive at the Holy See in three days, let’s get in the carriage first.” The envoy said, opening the door respectfully.

Mo Zhiyang didn’t ask any more questions, and was about to go up. Swell was very clever, and helped him lift up the hem of his robe first, “God makes you be careful.” The guards

were twenty knights, each dressed in silver. He was handsome and tall in armor, but he didn’t dare to peek at the people in the carriage, they were the envoys chosen by the God of Light.

In front of outsiders, Mo Zhiyang put on a holy and calm posture, but he was already suffocating in his heart: Oh my god, the collar of this robe is so tight, it’s going to be strangled to death, fuck it, it’s so hot!

Swell maintained a very pious attitude, sitting in front with the driver of the carriage, but he was always fantasizing in his heart, fantasizing about the appearance of monsters, and then using the power of light to disperse the monsters.

In the end, the messenger put on the red tie for himself, but Yang became the driver, and his identity was changed.

The fantasy is fake, but the monster actually appeared.

On the second day of the trip, when passing through a forest, there must have been hundreds of dwarves infected by the devil’s energy, with black mist coming out of their eyes, and saliva dripping from their mouths.

“Protector Angel!”

The knight commander unsheathed the sword at his waist, and the other nineteen knights also gradually approached the carriage to protect it.

“My lord envoy, can you use the power of light to drive away the monsters!” The envoy turned to the carriage helplessly, there were too many of them.

Damn it, labor and management will be a power of light! At best I’ll turn on a light for you!

On the surface, Mo Zhiyang was as steady as an old dog, but he had already started to think in his heart: I don’t know if it’s too late to run now.

“My lord envoy, please use the power of light to drive away the monsters!” Siweier also came out to add fuel, he knew that Yang didn’t have the power of light.

For Mo Zhiyang, the atmosphere can be described as a double attack, not only the monsters but also the persecution of these people.

Forget it, it’s like this anyway, Mo Zhiyang thought, raised his airs, got off the carriage, crossed his hands on his abdomen, and took a deep breath.

“My lord envoy!” Swell knew that he didn’t know the power of light.

Mo Zhiyang got down from the carriage, met those dwarves with fierce eyes, took a small step forward, and began to say silently: “Masters, those who pass by are good friends, so you don’t have to look at me like this.” , If you have money, hold a money market, and if you don’t have money, just go away.

Suddenly, the dwarfs seemed to have seen something terribly frightening, and began to back away.

“Huh?” Mo Zhiyang also noticed that these monsters seemed to be very scared, could it be that the cross talk I said was too funny?

But still not sure, Mo Zhiyang plucked up the courage to take a small step forward: Makabaka!

Sure enough, those monsters retreated several meters, looking at him in horror.

What the monster saw was different from what they saw. They saw Lord Ryan behind the priest, the god who ruled the darkness. He was standing behind the young man with a displeased expression on his face.

Mo Zhiyang took a deep breath, took another step forward, and said silently: Makabaka?

The dwarves were suddenly frightened, turned around and ran, and disappeared into the woods and disappeared from everyone’s sight.

“Great God of Light, Lord Envoy!” Heaving a sigh of relief, the envoy dismounted from his horse, knelt down on one knee and put one hand on his chest, “Envoy bless you.” The knights also got off their horses and knelt

down , “Great God of Light, Master God Envoy!”

From his heart, a little pride oozes out, and Mo Zhiyang writes down: Makabaka is a good strategy to defeat the enemy!

“The little toffee is amazing.” Ryan leaned over and whispered in his right ear, “It’s also very interesting.” His

ear was itchy, and Mo Zhiyang felt as if someone was blowing in his ear, but when he turned his head, he found something None, but the lips seemed to touch something soft.

Obviously it was just a mistake, but Ryan’s heart was beating wildly, and he covered his lips: the little milk candies are so sweet, I really want to eat them all in one go.

But not yet.

Duan (stupid) Zhuang (forced) went back into the carriage steadily (stupidly), and after this incident, he had already assumed the title of envoy of Mo Zhiyang, and then went to the Holy See, it would only take one day, in the evening arrive.

The Holy See is in the center of Beth City, and next to it is the king’s palace. The

knights in silver armor walk into the downtown with their heads held high. The eyes of the downtown people are instantly attracted to them. They all know the Knights and go to pick up the envoy. up.

Those in the carriage, the envoys of the gods, all knelt down on one knee.

Mo Zhiyang turned his head to look out of the window, and was shocked. All the people outside were kneeling on the ground, pious and respectful.

But Mo Zhiyang understood better that their devotion was not to themselves, but to the so-called illusory God of Light.

The carriage carried the pious gazes of the crowd, and slowly drove towards the Holy See.

At the gate of the Holy See, there were already many people standing there to welcome them, and the line of welcome from the Holy See was even bigger. Both the Pope and the King appeared at the same time, and both stood at the door, looking down the steps.

The eyes of the two people were obscure, and under the turbulent waves, they were waiting for an opportunity to break the balance.

However, it was still the young king who made the first move. Before the people got out of the carriage, he went down the stairs and greeted him warmly, “My lord envoy!” The

old pope frowned, very unhappy.

Under the calm, the undercurrent is surging.