Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

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Bethwen had no intention of listening to their conversation. She just stared blankly at the sleeping person deep in the temple through the bead curtain, sighing at his incredibleness.

It feels like he has done nothing, yet seems like he has done everything and can easily get what he wants and achieve what he wants to achieve.

It seems that as long as you stay with him, those hellish tasks will be completed naturally...

Thinking like this, Bei Siwen's feelings for Song Nan gradually became nobler, and the confusion in her heart disappeared instantly. There was only one thought left in her mind - follow him!

Yu Yuze caught her sight, pursed his lower lip for a moment, and took a step to the side to cover up the scene in the hall. Seeing her looking at him with confusion, he said indifferently: "What do you want to do to my brother?"

"Ah?" Beswen was stunned and responded reflexively, "I want to hug his thigh tightly and let him take me through the level!"

Yu Yuze's eyes narrowed slightly, and the chain appeared in his hand, surrounding him with the blue flames: "What did you say? What do you want to hug him for?"

Bei Siwen stiffened, sneered, and kowtowed heavily: "You heard wrong, I meant to follow Song Nan forever! Follow his lead!"

Yu Yuze paused, looked at her sparkling eyes with admiration in a strange expression, silently took back the chain, and reminded: "You can follow her, but don't cause trouble to him."

When Beswen heard this, she suddenly became excited, her cheeks were red and she nodded excitedly: "Yes!"

Yu Yuze responded lightly, feeling very dissatisfied with the decibel of her voice: "Go and take a rest, remember to be quiet."

With a bright smile, Bei Siwen ran to the bed, knelt on the floor, put her arms on the edge of the bed, and rested her head on her arms. She quietly watched Song Nan shrinking into the bed, curling up into a ball and sleeping. appearance.

She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled infatuatedly. Looking at his appearance, she found him cute no matter how cute he looked. She couldn't help but murmur in a low voice: "Oh~ How can there be such a beautiful, cute, and pleasing person~"

When Yu Yuze saw her movements, his fingertips trembled slightly. After a moment, he finally turned his head, grabbed the person who was kneeling on the ground and waited respectfully, and walked out of the hall: "Take me there."

"Yes."

……

I don't know how much time passed, but it was so long that Bei Siwen fell asleep with her pillow beside the bed, looking at Song Nan's beauty. It was so long that Song Nan woke up and her consciousness was completely awake.

He raised his arms to cover his eyelids, and then sighed deeply.

"Song Nan?" Bei Siwen noticed his movement, raised her head in confusion, and laughed innocently, "Are you awake?"

Song Nan nodded, confused by her attitude: "What's wrong with you? The change is a bit big."

When Bei Siwen heard this, her face turned red, and she patted the bed excitedly: "Change? It's just that she has strengthened her determination to join the Black Press Guild!"

"And..." She paused, her eyes gradually wandering, "If you meet me in the dungeon, can you take me on a mission? I won't be a disservice! Whatever you say will be yours!"

The corner of Song Nan's mouth twitched. He really wanted to tell her that he also relied on others to complete the task. In fact, he had no ability at all. It would take him half his life to even climb the stairs, let alone kill the enemy...

Beswen obviously considered this and smiled brightly: "I know that you are weak, so I will put your body first and act within the scope of your physical strength to ensure your safety."

Song Nan raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Why do you want to follow me? Isn't it more convenient to follow my brother?"

Beswen paused and stroked her chin: "I don't dare to approach that person at all. Even looking at each other is a problem. Let him take me. I might as well come to you directly. Although you are weak, you can get the care of others. It’s also a very powerful ability!”

Song Nan's head was covered with black lines, and he did not respond to her comments. He just silently pulled up the quilt, covering the lower half of his face, and looked at her passionate gaze faintly.

'484, can you show me her status?Too strange. '

{Okay, Master, please wait a moment. }

Soon, a line of data quietly appeared in front of him.

Song Nan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the mental state column in Bei Siwen's character information. He found that there was a bracket after the word "normal" that read: Song Nan's fanatical fan.

His pupils shrank, he poked at the bracket, and surprisingly found that it could be clicked open, and there were notes written inside!

[Because I was charmed by the individual Song Nan, and the charm was very successful, my favorability towards him increased by 100, and I voluntarily regarded him as a believer.

Buff: Song Nan’s fanatical fan: When you are next to Song Nan, all values ​​are increased by +2 and the pain is relieved by 10%; when Song Nan is in danger, there is a certain chance that you will lose your mind and return to him at all costs. Protect him; when Song Nan falls into death, you will become a "wanderer", immortal, just to find a way to resurrect him forever. 】

Song Nan was stunned, looking at the text explanation of the buff: '484, what is this! '

{This is the current status of player Bei Siwen~ Hehe, congratulations to the master! }

Song Nan swallowed unconsciously, not expecting that the charm skill would have such an effect.

"Song Nan?" A gentle call sounded in his ears.

Song Nan came back to his senses and suddenly saw Bei Siwen's gradually enlarged face. His eyes suddenly widened, he resisted the urge to retreat and asked: "What's wrong?"

Bei Siwen retracted her head, squeezed the quilt tightly, and sneered: "Well... can I call you Nan Nan? Song Song is fine too!"

Her eyes were shining, and the heat in them almost burned the quilt on him.

Song Nan was shocked and nodded silently: "Okay."

"Ah!" Beswen shouted, stood up excitedly, turned around, and walked out quickly.

She walked to the corner of the palace, squatted down facing the wall, then raised her hand to cover her mouth, and kept letting out weird laughter: "Hee hee hee... hiss, hee hee hee..."

Song Nan's hair trembled, and he looked at the person hiding in the shadow in the corner in horror. He pulled up the quilt tremblingly and buried his whole body in it: "System, how is the energy collection for making props?" '

[Ding - Current energy collection progress: 3/4. 】

Song Nan's pupils shrank and his heart twitched suddenly.

He lowered his eyes, curled his fingertips tightly on the quilt, and continued to ask: 'Who is the remaining one? '

[Ding——The remaining energy individual is: Norian.

Does the host want to cast the screen to watch? 】

Song Nan paused: "Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene in front of him changed, and the scenery of the surrounding temple suddenly turned into a scene of blood-red Lycoris blooming in the lower realm.

However, this place has been completely destroyed. The houses have collapsed, the ground is full of large pits, and the surrounding space is distorted as if out of control or flickering like a computer screen.

A huge silver wolf lies in the center of the twisted space. His body is covered with blood-red flowers. Huge energy overflows from his body and flows to the coquettish flowers on the surface of his skin.

Yu Yuze stood in front of him, looking down at his dying appearance: "You are the most obsessed creature I have ever seen."

Norian raised his head, and his golden eyes lost their original sparkle and became dull, like dusty gold.

He opened his mouth silently, and after a moment, he stumbled out a few words: "Baby... baby..."

Yu Yuze lowered his lips: "Didn't you look for it? I also allow you to destroy the space. As you can see, there is no treasure of yours here."

Norian howled angrily, but it was almost inaudible in the ears of others.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes and stared directly behind Yu Yuze. Then, those dark eyes gradually regained their vitality, like dazzling sunlight, shining directly into Song Nan's eyes.

Song Nan was stiff. If he hadn't known that this was just a projection, he would have thought that Norian had seen him...

Norian turned back to his human appearance, his silver hair stained with blood, as dirty as withered grass, and stuck together in a ball.

He chuckled weakly, stretched out his hand to grab behind Yu Yuze, and murmured: "Baby... baby..."

Norian struggled with all his strength, trying to break away from the flower and climb over, but his life force was exhausted, and his obsession seemed to be relieved, and he could no longer support his tired body.

His hand fell weakly and touched the blood-red stem. Then, the stem gradually twisted and wrapped around his fingertips. The bright eyes turned gray again, but this time, even the last trace of light disappeared.

A silver chain emerged from his neck, continued to extend, and slowly fell into Yu Yuze's hand.

Yu Yuze was silent and clenched the chain unconsciously.

"Crack, click..."

"Bang~"

The chain broke, and Norian's body dissipated in an instant, turning into silvery white spots of light that floated behind Yu Yuze in the wind.

Yu Yuze looked unhappy and felt a little unhappy for no reason. He said in a cold voice to the man who was kneeling on the ground and waiting quietly: "Restore order. Don't close the door, just leave it open."

"Yes."