Seize My Boyfriend - B9 (5)

Fuck, isn’t it, isn’t it? Really do it!

The arrow shot straight at him, and Mo Zhiyang closed his eyes suddenly: Makabaka!

But the left hand suddenly raised up uncontrollably, as if someone was manipulating him.

The arrow cut off the candle on the table, and ran straight towards Mo Zhiyang’s face. The speed was so fast that only an afterimage was seen, and even the king couldn’t help standing up, trying to avoid it.

Mo Zhiyang raised his right hand, and lightly pinched the silver arrow, which was twisted and deformed, and then fell straight onto the table like a bird being shot.

What just happened?

Ma Ma Duck, I have grown up! Makabaka is really useful, highly recommended!

Mo Zhiyang said with a cold face, “Is this the elves’ attitude towards angels?” On the raised right wrist, a green bracelet appeared.

This is not right, the elf prince is a little strange, obviously he did not have the power of light just now, why was he able to stop this arrow.

“You?” The elf prince looked at him across the table.

What everyone couldn’t see was that behind Mo Zhiyang, a tall figure hugged him from behind, and Ryan’s right hand was holding Mo Zhiyang’s right hand.

“Little Toffee, please repay me next time.” Ryan leaned over and opened his mouth to enclose his earlobe, but he suddenly withdrew it, “Next time.” But at this moment,

everyone’s eyes were on Mo On the grass ring on Zhiyang’s wrist, everyone felt very familiar, but he couldn’t seem to remember where he had seen it.

It was indeed the power of light just now, and everyone who was doing it read it right.

The elf prince withdrew his bow, his attitude suddenly became respectful, he walked back to the table, and saluted Mo Zhiyang, “Please forgive my recklessness, my lord, I am only for the safety of the elves.” After all, if

he It is really an envoy of the gods. After that, the elves may get rid of the orcs and get closer to humans.

“You should restrain your recklessness.” Mo Zhiyang lowered his eyes and sat back on the chair again.

After sitting down, I realized that my calves were trembling. Oh my god, I was scared to death just now! Almost that arrow whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr>

Everyone sat down, and the farce ended there, as if it never happened. Everyone was laughing and chatting, drinking and drinking, but unconsciously looking at the wrist of the envoy.

Mo Zhiyang noticed their strangeness, but he didn’t pay attention to it, pretending to know the origin of the bracelet, if something wrong is exposed now, it will definitely arouse suspicion.

After the banquet was over, Mo Zhiyang sent the Pope and the foreign countries away, and he also left.

On the way back, the Pope suddenly remembered something and led the people to the temple. When he saw the statue surrounded by candles, he showed a clear expression.

The olive wreath on the statue is gone.

The Pope knelt down in front of the statue with a puff, “Great God of Light, is that young man really an envoy sent by you? He has your honor, and you have bestowed on him a power that has never been given to anyone. If this is the case, then I will assist him and spread the light.”

After the banquet, the elf prince returned to the guest room, secretly wrote a secret letter with a special potion, and handed it to the dryad, “You will Take the letter safely to the family, you know?”

The little tree spirit fluttered its wings, and flew out of the window with the rolled letter paper in its arms.

“Hmm~”

At this time, the God of Light is too lazy to struggle: he made people, and he gave honor, I don’t know, I don’t know anything, don’t ask.

Of course, if you ask Ryan, he’ll just go, ah, ah, because he’s just a groundhog with nothing but love on his mind.

Back in the room, Mo Zhiyang didn’t feel happy at all, and wanted to tear off the grass ring on his wrist, “Fuck, where did you get it, it’s so ugly!” “Aren’t you afraid of being

exposed? This thing can help you!” The system is a little weird.

Mo Zhiyang sat down on the bed as if discouraged, “Everything that is given to me must be paid by me in the end. There is no free lunch in the world.” Reason is also a philistine

.

“Is it a warning? The God of Light warned me to be a positive person?” Having said this, Mo Zhiyang couldn’t help laughing, ”

I think there is no one who is more afraid of death than me.”

It was late at night, Wait for the moon to hide in the clouds.

Ryan dared to appear in front of his sweetheart, and only dared to steal this little pleasure while he was asleep.

“Little Toffee, you don’t have to worry, I’ll take care of everything for you.” Ryan held his hand, but couldn’t be happier.

If he knew all this, he would definitely hate himself, and even want to leave.

The great god is also in trouble at this time, he loves him passionately, but dare not express it, wants to hold people in his arms, but is afraid of hurting him.

The God of Darkness fell in love with the priest of the God of Light.

When he got up the next day, Mo Zhiyang saw Swell who was limping, and pretended to be surprised, “Swell, what’s wrong with you?” ”

I accidentally broke into the Holy Pavilion yesterday. I just came to the Holy See , I don’t know that only priests can enter there.” Swell was annoyed.

Mo Zhiyang asked in surprise, “Ah, didn’t I tell you?” Seeing him shaking his head, he sighed, “It was my negligence, I should have told you.

” Sarah, feeling uncomfortable.

Mo Zhiyang’s life is a bit boring. He wakes up to pray for two hours every morning, then goes back, and waits for the evening to continue to pray for two hours.

There was no entertainment in the middle, and there was no entertainment at night. I don’t know how the group of people spent the long night.

oh? Could it be that it was tiring to create a human being all night long?

Early in the morning, Mo Zhiyang got up to wash up and finished praying in the temple. His body was already used to this biological clock, but he still couldn’t help feeling a little sleepy.

Walking through the corridor in front of the temple, the consciousness did not fully return, turned around the corner of the corridor, and bumped into someone accidentally.

Mo Zhiyang was knocked back two steps, and after standing still, he raised his head as if he was stunned, “You are?”

High nose bridge, deep eyes, green pupils, long silver-white hair, vertical From the chest to the chest, the silver-gray clothes belong to the elves.

“My lord envoy.” Wen She took a small step back, knelt down on one knee, and held up Mo Zhiyang’s right hand, “I am the knight commander of the elves, Wen She.” “Wen She?” Mo Zhiyang only

felt The name is very familiar, but I can’t remember it for a while.

Wen She knelt down on one knee, pretending to lean over to kiss her fingertips, but actually looked at the grass ring on his wrist: as expected, it was the olive branch wreath on the head of the God of Light.

Without giving him a chance to kiss, Mo Zhiyang withdrew his hand and crossed his hands on his lower abdomen, “Knight Commander Wenshe, does the Pope know that you are here?” This guy was simply here to see the grass

ring on his hand, When kissing the hand, he kept his eyes on Cao Huan.

“I’m here to protect the elf prince.” Wen She stood up, not at all displeased by his indifference, “I’m also here to meet God Envoy.” Mo Zhiyang just felt that this

person was not simple, “I still want to Go to pray, please get out of the way.”

“Obey.” Wen She stepped out of the way, looked at his back, thoughtful: the grass ring is real, it is a thing of the God of Light, so he is an envoy of God.

But Wen She could also detect that his power of light came from that bracelet, not from himself.

“How?” The elf prince came over with his hands behind his back, and stood beside Wen She, “Are you confident to take it?”

Hearing him ask this, Wen She remembered the purpose of this trip and nodded, “Shouldn’t you?” It will be too difficult, children are wary of unfamiliar things, just get in touch with them more.”

Mo Zhiyang is a little angry, why can I meet him when I go to pray, meet him when I go to eat, and meet this Wen She everywhere, so I don’t get angry.

I was so annoyed that I plunged into the Holy Pavilion, where only priests can enter.

The Holy Pavilion is a large study room, with rows of bookshelves containing almost all the classics from ancient times to the present. Suddenly remembering the words of the old priest, he walked towards the innermost side on the left.

“If I don’t make trouble, I might not be Mo Zhiyang.” As he spoke, he stood on the innermost bookshelf and saw a book, a book covered by a red cloth.

“Wow, what if the God of Darkness suddenly ran out of it?” The system was a little timid, don’t avoid the God of Light, but not the God of Darkness.

Hearing this, Mo Zhiyang sneered: Damn, if you talk about black hearts, can this dark god beat me?

If the bracelet doesn’t move, it proves that it’s safe. Mo Zhiyang tore off the red cloth, and found a ten-centimeter-thick book with a black cover, which is very textured.

“Is this the record of the God of Darkness?” Turning the pages of the book to look.

And Ryan, who has been following behind, also leaned over, wanting to see how human beings record themselves, which has never been seen before.

As a result, I couldn’t read it. The first page of the book was a monster with a bull’s head, which shocked Ryan, “Why is it so ugly?

” Biography, isn’t the Dark God himself?

I scold myself?

“Wow, it’s ugly enough.” Mo Zhiyang frowned when he saw the illustration, “I thought all gods were handsome.” After all, they are all gods, so why would they have such an ugly face.

Ryan was a little anxious and desperately explained, “Little Toffee, look at me, this isn’t me, I’m not ugly!” After finishing speaking, he sighed.

What does being ugly mean to him? For humans, dark and evil things should be ugly.

Legend has it that the land of Arlans was originally peaceful, but later a dark god named Ryan appeared. He led people to degenerate, turned into monsters, and invaded the originally bright territory.

Let those people become bloodthirsty and brutal, and make the whole continent restless. People gradually believe in the God of Light to fight against the God of Darkness.

People have built temples and used devout beliefs and prayers to obtain the power of light and fight against monsters. It has been more than five hundred years. The whole book is an autobiography of demons, and Ryan is a derogatory term.

After Mo Zhiyang finished reading briefly, he returned to the first page. After staring at the illustration for a long time, he suddenly said, “He’s so fucking ugly. If my man looks like this, I’ll kick him out of bed. ”