Chapter 104 The Son of the Fallen Evil God

"I...my god?"

The blond Holy Son raised his head, his voice trembling, showing an expression of disbelief mixed with excitement.

His hands grabbed onto the robe of the God of Light subconsciously, but realized that it seemed a bit overstepping, so he shrank back suddenly, letting the God of Light put his arms around his waist, straightening his waist, not daring to move at all.

"Don't be so nervous, my child." The God of Light stroked his long hair gently, as if he couldn't put it down, letting the silky silky hair slip away from his fingertips. The Holy Son suddenly tensed up-he had not forgotten that this long hair was the masterpiece of the evil god.

"You..." he said sternly, and lowered his head in shame, "My God, I am guilty."

The God of Light moved.

"Do you have anything to confess to me?" His tone was calm, just listening to it can bring people a kind of peace of mind, but this made the blond young man in his arms even more uneasy. He twisted his body slightly and whispered, "I... I made a deal with the evil god."

"You mean, ask him if he can see me?" The God of Light said clearly, "That's not a deal, child, you didn't pay anything, and he didn't ask you for anything."

"Yes, but that is the evil god after all..."

The voice of the Holy Son gradually fell, pure as he was, and it seemed that he could not forgive himself for such a transgressive behavior.

Seeing this, the God of Light laughed lowly, because the distance was too close, the magnetic voice almost shook the eardrum of the Holy Son, bringing an indescribable numbness.

"Look at me, boy."

The blond youth turned around obediently, only to see a vague white cloud under the hood.

"...My God, do you have any instructions?" he asked suspiciously.

The God of Light didn't answer him immediately, but only gently stroked the Son's face with his hands. Unlike the attitude of resistance and disgust towards the evil god, when facing the god of light, the holy son was as obedient as a lop-eared rabbit, and his obedient, obedient, give-and-seek look made the god's heart itch.

But at the same time, a trace of anger appeared in his heart.

Even though they are both gods, why is the Son of God so docile to the God of Light?

The evil god, disguised as the god of light, decided that he would punish this disobedient little lamb.

"My child," in the eyes of the blond young man, it was the God of Light who held him in his arms again, his voice was as gentle as always, "Take off your clothes, I want to check your body. The evil god is full of tricks. , I don't want him to leave any traces on you."

The blond Holy Son froze slightly, but in the face of the supreme faith, he didn't think too much, so he nodded docilely and agreed: "Yes, my God, I'll change clothes now."

"No need," Bright Shinto said, "It's right here."

"..."

"Don't think too much, child." His voice was calm, and he didn't seem to feel the embarrassment of the Son at all, "Human beings are my creation, and the flesh/body is nothing but appearance, and it makes no difference to me. Your beliefs It's not pure enough."

"I'm sorry, my god." The Son bowed his head in shame, "I was stunned."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and unbuttoned his buttons one by one.

Following the movement of the Holy Son, the white robe draped over him fell under the seat of the God of Light, revealing the young man's snow-white chest and two cherry-like rosy tips. However, seeing that the God of Light did not speak, the Holy Son paused for a while and continued to move his hands.

When he finally confronted the God of Light frankly in a baby's posture, the white cheeks of the Holy Son were already flushed with shame. Although he couldn't see the face of the God of Light, he always felt that he was being looked up and down with bare/bone eyes, so he subconsciously curled up his body and covered the key parts with his hands. The slender legs and snow-white arches also Tight into a beautiful branch.

--Like a little lamb that was just born under the claws of the wolf king.

The God of Light leaned on the armrest of the throne, tilted his head and admired it for a while.

"It's beautiful." He sighed again.

The god raised his long golden hair with one hand, and his right hand went down the thin back of the holy son, and his fingertips touched the hexagram that he had engraved with blood and magic. Feeling the master's approach, the six-pointed star instantly lit up with a dazzling blood-red light, which stimulated the holy child to subconsciously raise his head and let out a soft, painful exclamation of "ah".

The key is that this pain is not fleeting, but continuous and continuous. The holy son covered his mouth with trembling, trying his best to endure the painful stimulation, and even the corners of his eyes were stained with wet crimson. For no reason, the god suddenly remembered a red fruit presented by the believers on a golden tray before he fell.

The fruit has thin skin, large filling and abundant juice. The locals use it to squeeze juice, and young girls also like to use it to dip and dye fabrics. Just a pinch can pour out plenty of juice. When it is ripe, take a bite, and the sweet and honey taste will fill the whole mouth.

Just like the blond child in his arms.

"My, my God," the Holy Son seemed to be unable to take it anymore, and finally tilted his head slightly with tears in his eyes, and asked in a trembling voice, "You... did you find something?"

"Ah, yes," the god came back to his senses, and withdrew his hand casually, the Holy Son immediately relaxed and took a deep breath, "It's all right now, child, don't worry."

"Thank you, my God." The pure holy son who knew nothing of the truth still thanked him sincerely, watching the god of light full of admiration and gratitude, "Merciful god, please Tell me, what can I do for you?"

The God of Light looked down at him condescendingly.

"There is indeed one thing." The corners of the evil god's lips widened under the white mist, revealing a full of interest and malicious smile, "Only you can do it."

"Please tell me, even if you go through fire and water, and doomed, I will definitely do it for you!"

The Holy Son clenched his fists and said impassively.

"That's not necessary." The god was amused by his heroic devotion. He gently placed his big hand on the warm and soft abdomen of the blond youth, feeling the instantly tensed muscles under his palm, and he used a hint of pleasure. The voice said, "My dear child, I need a Son - a Son of pure blood that is truly ours, you know what I mean?"

"..."

Holy Son is stupid.

He stared blankly at the God of Light, as if he hadn't realized what an excessive request his most beloved god made just now. He stammered and said, "Yes, but I'm a man..."

"It doesn't matter," Bright God said gently, "God is omnipotent."

"-So, child, are you willing to conceive this life for me?"

I! Do not! willing! meaning!

Lin Xiaodong cried frantically in his heart, but he still tried his best to put on a terrified gesture and replied: "My God, I'm worried... I can't take on such a great responsibility, and I'm not prepared, I don't know how to do it. ..."

"You're too anxious, child, relax." The god saw sweat on the blond youth's anxious forehead, and couldn't help laughing, "You don't have to do anything, I'll do it."

"I&￥#% you immortal board board!"

The Son of God was docile on the surface, but he was already scolding in his heart.

He racked his brains and continued to think about how to convince the disrespectful God of Light in front of him-after all, according to the ancient book, the idea of ​​God of Light existed in the mainland has been at least for thousands of years, and Lin En is only twenty years old. In the early days, this is no longer a level that can be described as an old cow eating young grass!

But if this person in front of him is the real God of Light, he might listen to the opinions of the believers. The evil god who only wants to pursue pleasure will not give Lin Xiaodong this chance. He could see the embarrassment on the Son's face at a glance, but as if he didn't notice it on purpose, he waved his hand, and the clouds floating in heaven scattered, revealing the magnificent Royal Capital Church standing under the stars.

The Holy Son said in surprise: "You..."

Before he could speak, the God of Light opened his lips to the people who were still sleeping below:

"From today, the Son will conceive the Holy Spirit for me. He and my children will have supreme authority."

At this time, it was the dead of night in Wangdu. When they heard the oracle that seemed to come from above the clouds, all the people who had woken up from their dreams fell to their knees and bowed to the God of Light tremblingly.

Among them, of course, also includes the Pope and nobles.

"Holy Spirit..." The Pope's eyes turned green with jealousy. What a supreme honor! From then on, the Holy Son Lynn is equivalent to having a gold medal of immunity from death-no, it is more authoritative than the gold medal of immunity from death. This is the will of the gods!

He can't wait to replace it with his body, but like the Pope, an old vegetable skin who is almost seventy years old, it is estimated that the evil gods even despise the loose bones when they tiptoe his skeleton.

"My God, I..." With tears in his eyes, the Holy Son looked at the God of Light and was speechless for a while.

"I know," the god suppressed his smile and gently stroked his face and snow-white shoulders and neck, "you're just too happy, right? But don't worry, you have the right to be favored by the gods."

The Holy Son gritted his teeth, really unwilling, pretended to bow his head submissively, but stared at the part under the white robe of the God of Light without blinking.

He asked softly, "My God, do you need me to serve you?"

He would like to see what the hell is inside this God of Light!

It seemed that something was wrong, and the God of Light did not move for a while.

Although the Heretic God very, very, extremely wants to hold the young man whose skin is better than snow in his arms now, making him sobbing absentmindedly, red marks all over his body, and a beautiful crimson all over his body... But as long as one Thinking that even his own body has not received this treatment, the evil spirits feel very annoyed.

Although he knew that with the Son's reverence for the God of Light, as long as he said a word, the blond youth would meekly kneel in front of him and offer his everything obediently.

Therefore, after some careful thinking, the god finally shook his head.

"Come here, child." He beckoned, and the Holy Son's eyes twitched, but he still leaned on the god's chest obediently.

The God of Light lowered his head and gently placed a kiss on his lips.

"Hmm..." The Holy Son suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and asked in surprise, "You...what did you give me?"

"A seed." Bright Shinto.

He motioned the Son to lower his head and looked at the small, warm yellow halo that lit up in his abdomen-of course the evil god was incapable of making the Son conceive the Holy Spirit. Horrible monster.

but......

If it was just a fake pregnancy, the Heretic God thought triumphantly, there would be more means.

Lin Xiaodong: "..."

The stimulation he received today was too great, especially when he was talking to the God of Light, he was always on the verge of suffocating.

After seeing the Holy Spirit who had already "set up camp" in his stomach, the weak blond Holy Son trembled, and finally passed out in the arms of the god.

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Gu Xi: I'm good at playing.

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