God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

The atmosphere in the church was momentarily tense.

Fang Ran and Yang Jingshu, who were finally able to move, helped each other to stand up and looked at the young man pointed at by the white-robed priest.

He Ziyun was silent for a few seconds, and then pointed at himself with a confused expression, "Me?"

Gui Wu looked at him quietly and said nothing.

Vera's face changed suddenly. She looked like she wanted to say something, but in the end she just walked to the altar and knelt down with her eyelids lowered, without saying much.

The three female anchors naturally followed Vera's lead. The female beta among the three even looked back at the confused young man. The pity in her eyes made He Ziyun feel uncomfortable all over.

It seemed that he was being pitied.

He Ziyun thought lightly.

The time to make a wish was very fast. Vera quickly stood up with the three female anchors, and like the previous commander of the count army, she bowed to the white-robed priest before turning and leaving the church.

At this time, there were only He Ziyun and the white-robed priest in the church, as well as Yang Jingshu and Fang Ran who had not fully recovered their ability to move.

Realizing that there were other people in the church, the white-robed priest turned his head slightly, turned his silver eyes to Yang Jingshu and the other two people who stood up, and said in a cold tone:

"It's time for you to go."

It was still a bit stressful to face the expressionless face of the white-robed priest. Fang Ran could feel that his brain was in a trance when he met the other person's eyes, and he lost the ability to think simply.

In the end, Yang Jingshu covered her eyes, and Fang Ran closed her eyes in frustration.

Yang Jingshu lowered her eyelids and said, "Let's leave now."

The white-robed priest seemed very satisfied. He withdrew his gaze and looked again at the young man who was still standing not far away.

The young man smiled at him, his eyelashes like crow feathers trembling: "What are you going to do if you leave me alone?"

"Master Priest."

……

At the door of the church, Fang Ran, who was almost carried out by Yang Jingshu, began to breathe heavily and his face turned pale.

so horrible.

It was clear that the white-robed priest had not caused her any psychological or physical harm, but with just a simple glance, Fang Ran felt as if she had returned to the weakest and saddest time again, and everything had left her, deep in her bones. Sadness is introduced into the whole body...

Thinking of this, something suddenly flashed in Fang Ran's mind, which made her subconsciously hold Yang Jingshu's hand, and her tone was a little urgent:

"Wait, if we go out now, won't-"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Ran heard Yang Jingshu hum.

Yang Jingshu looked down at her panicked expression and said in a calm tone: "The count will not let us go."

At the same time, the earl who had been waiting outside the church for a long time raised the corners of his mouth. His sharp teeth were white and cold under the moonlight. There seemed to be some blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. His face was now so ferocious and twisted that it was completely gone. of handsomeness.

Fang Ran's confused brain suddenly woke up with fright, and he swallowed: "Jing, Sister Jing, do you feel that he is getting older?"

Hearing this, Yang Jingshu raised her eyes and looked at the count below the steps of the church.

Sure enough, the originally young and handsome earl now not only had a twisted and ferocious face, but also had a lot of dazzling white hair on his originally black hair, not to mention the wrinkles and ravines on his face.

Yang Jingshu raised her eyebrows and smiled, "You are indeed a lot older."

It seems that this is the backlash that the "wish maker" deserves after the "sacrifice" resisted.

Pity.

Yang Jingshu originally thought that the earl would die.

Fang Ran still held Yang Jingshu's arm and didn't let go. She patted Chaos' head hard and asked the most serious question now: "Then how do we leave?"

Yang Jingshu thought for a while, and remembered He Ziyun's beautiful face, and couldn't help but pause for a few seconds.

A few seconds later, Yang Jingshu said with some uncertainty:

"It should be, wait until He Ziyun comes out?"

【? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[Why would Yang Da say that? 】

[No, is that omega so awesome? 】

[I was caught by the biggest boss in the dungeon, and he seems to be a bit awesome]

[But what does Yang Da mean by this sentence? Isn't she going to leave directly? 】

[Why are you going? Are you really stupid? That bitch Earl is not taking action now because he is still in the church! Once they leave, it will be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth, okay?]

【………understood】

[No, I kind of want to change the live broadcast room to watch it]

【...Me too, let's go together upstairs? 】

[I’ll just watch for a few seconds and I’ll be back soon. Yang Da is waiting for me! 】

【…】

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In the church, the young man stood there, leaning against the pillar behind him as if he was too lazy to do so. His hands in his cloak twisted his beady pigtails in boredom.

Zhuzhu: "..."

"Master Priest?"

The "young and beautiful" white-robed priest looked at him quietly, his eyes strangely aggrieved and confused.

He Ziyun always felt like a scumbag, but he clearly didn't do anything?

Where did Guiwu's image of the abandoned "resentful woman" come from?

He Ziyun suppressed his increasingly outrageous guesses and cleared his throat: "Am I going to make a wish now?"

This sentence may have triggered Gui Wu's duty. He finally looked back at the young man and nodded slightly, "Well, you can wait a while to make a wish."

He Ziyun: "..."

Zhuzhu under He Ziyun's cloak: "..."

The corners of Zhuzhu's mouth twitched, feeling like she suddenly heard something extraordinary.

Didn't you just rush people to make wishes? Now it's time to wait for a while?

Compared with Zhuzhu's speechlessness, Danmu almost laughed like crazy:

[Master Priest, he is real, I cry to death]

[In order to treat my wife for a while, I even said that I would wait for a while]

[Hahahaha, be warning]

[Why do I feel weird? Is this a romance channel? 】

[The priest used his own power to distort the facts]

[On how horror stories turn into romance]

As soon as Gui Wu said these words that silenced everyone, He Ziyun was dumbfounded by him.

"Why do you have to wait a while-"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Gui Wu.

"You will leave."

The white-robed priest was walking towards him step by step, his long silver hair hanging around his shoulders moving slightly, seeming to fluoresce like moonflowers under the dim light.

He Ziyun couldn't help but tighten his grip on the tail of Zhuzhu's hair.

The tall figure of the white-robed priest blocked most of the light, and the shadow completely covered the young man's slender body like a possession.

Gui Wu lowered his eyes and looked at him, "As long as you make a wish, you will leave."

"I don't want you to leave too early."

He Ziyun was startled, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the white-robed priest opposite him frowning.

The next second, the young man's cloak was suddenly lifted by Gui Wu, and his beady eyes, which had been hiding for a long time, widened, and he saw the white-robed priest subconsciously saying hello.

He Ziyun: "..."