After the same name as the Abyss Lord

Ye Zun was caught up by the group of old players just as he approached the woods to the west.

Even though his drug-affected body had almost gotten rid of the effects, he couldn't fight against a dozen old players at the same time, so he could only grit his teeth and run west.

"Hey, why are you running? Although the owner of Ellie Wei is a devil, he is also a big beauty with protruding front and back."

"Don't talk about it, hurry up and catch him! This is a high-quality product that can be exchanged for five thousand magic crystals."

"Even a novice can't stand it, trash."

"Wait, where is he running? Stop chasing! He's being chased! There's..."

Before those people suddenly changed their voices and yelled the mysterious and vague warning in horror, Ye Zun had already rushed into the depths of the woods in one breath, until he crashed all the way into the door of the church.

Ye Zun gasped for breath, and while pushing the door, looked back at where he came from, trying to make sure if those people had followed.

He didn't realize what kind of purgatory the church he stepped in was.

The carpet made of the blood of the demon god on the ground, the shattered internal organs and shattered colored glass painting from the wound, the corpse of the demon god with six pairs of bone wings, four heads and eight compound eyes, the visual impact of all this was even more impressive than that of the novice he had just experienced. Trials are even more terrifying.

However, Ye Zun couldn't see it.

Just before he was sure that those people were not chasing him and looked back at the church, everything changed suddenly.

The blood-stained Liuli Tianguo floated back to the dome, the chairs were restored, and the carpet-like blood turned into an old red carpet. Even the huge body of the demon god disappeared from human sight in a second.

Ye Zun didn't notice it, and stepped back vigilantly while turning his head.

Without accident, he bumped into the man standing quietly in the middle of his path.

The frightened Ye Zun turned his head abruptly, and subconsciously raised his hand to hold the opponent's lips and said silently: "Shhh!"

The moment he raised his eyes to see the man in front of him clearly, Ye Zun stood there in a daze, unable to say a word.

Compared with Ye Zun who has not yet graduated from university, the man in front of him is more mature. When facing each other at close range, he is at least a head taller than Ye Zun who is 1.8 meters five.

Ye Zun is not particularly slender, the man is wearing a slim shirt and trousers, black makes his figure even thinner, but it is half a circle bigger than Ye Zun who is wearing mint green.

——Fortunately, he didn't cover his mouth, otherwise he might not be able to suppress it and cause conflicts.

This was Ye Zun's first vague thought after seeing the height, shape and appearance of the other party who was suspected to be of mixed race.

Then, he saw the eyes under the black bangs looking at him.

Like an expensive and rare black crystal, quietly sinking in the cool spring water.

Such beautiful eyes make people subconsciously hold their breath.

That man undoubtedly had the most handsome and perfect face that Ye Zun had seen so far. There was obviously no obvious expression on his noble and restrained face, but his black and quiet eyes gave off a gentle and timeless feeling.

Being watched quietly and curiously by those overly beautiful eyes, the intruder Ye Zun couldn't help but feel nervous and cramped. He felt a soft and cool touch from his fingertips. Only then did he notice that his fingers were still pressing on the opponent's. on the lips.

Almost as if he had been burned, Ye Zun withdrew his hand: "Are you human? Are there ordinary people here?"

"Excuse me, what's the matter?" Facing Ye Zun's rudeness, the man was elegant and peaceful, fixed his eyes on him, and nodded politely.

Ye Zun pursed his lips slightly, and looked up into the other's eyes.

"Sorry, but can I stay here for a while?"

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I immediately felt annoyed—what kind of spy war idol drama line is this?

The tension in Ye Zun's eyes gradually stabilized, and he forced himself not to show any emotions.

——It must be strong, and not be seen as cowardly, so maybe it will be the same as those people outside, once they find that they don't understand anything, they want to sell themselves to some strange devil.

He raised his eyelashes, looked directly at the man across from him again, and said calmly and forcefully, "I need to stay here for a while."

If you don't look at his subconsciously clenched left hand, it's quite the same thing.

But the gentlemanly and elegant man in front of him was really gentle, his dark and clear eyes were slightly curious, and he stared at Ye Zun: "Of course, I may ask, are you in any trouble?"

Ye Zun's Adam's apple moved slightly, because of the gentleness and kindness of the other party, it was difficult to maintain the appearance of calmness and indifference.

With such a jerky reaction, only students who have not yet been out of society will think that they are pretending well.

The man stared at him, the pupils that occupied most of his eyes were bright and pure, so the black and white pupils became clear and soft.

It's like reading a book that you've never read before, and you become unconsciously focused and curious.

"What's your name?"

Ye Zun looked at him: "Ye Zun."

The man's slightly narrowed eyes raised slightly, still looking at him for a moment, the corners of his lips parted slightly, and for the first time there was a trace of obvious emotional ripples on his handsome and peaceful face.

Wei Wei understood, was surprised, seemed to laugh, but didn't.

I never thought that, as a special designation for the Abyss Demon Lord, one day it would appear on a human being as a name.

Elegant and deep voice, not obvious curiosity: "Excuse me, is it the one I thought?"

Ye Zun's nervousness was relieved by the other party's reaction when he heard that his name was similar to other people in his past life, and he calmed down a little: "My name is a bit strange, right?"

"Huh?" The man looked at him, noncommittal.

Ye Zun said frankly: "My parents dated when they were young, and they liked to watch a movie called "Glass Bottle". In order to commemorate their love, they named me this name. It used to be a bottle with wooden characters next to it, but now Not long after I was born, they each married someone else, I was brought up by my grandma, she is not very literate, and she made a mistake when reporting her household registration, and this is the statue now."

When he spoke, the man kept his eyes gentle and listened.

Ye Zun didn't realize anything until he finished speaking, his eyes drooped unconsciously, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he felt very strange: "It's the first time we meet, shouldn't I say this? Sorry, I don't go out to talk to people very much. I’m not good at dealing with people, and I’m not good at chatting, and I often don’t know the boundaries of what to say. Usually, people say that your name is strange and you don’t give any special explanation. Maybe because you are a priest, you look too gentle, and you unconsciously…”

It was the first time I heard someone say that he was a gentle man. Heiliang's pupils dilated unconsciously, and he watched him quietly: "It's okay, in fact, I am also, and I am not good at communicating with people. Hearing you say that, I feel the same as me." Same, very comfortable."

Ye Zun looked up at him, slightly surprised: "You are a priest, you should receive many believers every day."

The man said calmly: "Oh, this church is very deserted. Actually, there are not many believers. Since I took over here, to be honest, it has been several days. I am the only one here reading a book. I am very happy to see you appear. "

As if to prove that he was really happy, the man raised the corners of his lips, and showed a subtle and shallow smile on his face without any particular emotion, looking at him calmly and intently: "So, you can stay as long as you want, just stay Also very good."

Ye Zun stared at him blankly. After being inexplicably involved in this terrifying world and being betrayed by a player like himself, this was the second person who extended a helping hand to him unconditionally.

A warm current poured into his body, Ye Zun stared at him with clear eyes, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the corners of his lips were slightly drawn, revealing a slightly jerky and restrained smile.

"Thank you, you're such a nice guy."

The man raised his eyelashes slightly, and said in a gentle and deep voice, "Ah, good man?"

This is the first time I have received the evaluation of a good person after being said to be gentle for the first time.

Those eyebrows that had never had any waves raised their eyebrows slightly, and a genuine smile appeared on the corners of their lips, and then silently retracted.

Ye Zun relaxed from the tense state: "This world is very strange. In a short time, I met many people. Strangers who had never met before helped me cover, but people who came from the same place and were supposed to help each other met for the first time. Just cheating and calculating... Sorry, I said a lot to myself."

Even if the other party is gentle and good-tempered, you shouldn't vent all your negative emotions on the other party, after all, it's the first time we meet.

And, in case of Lu Qi, if this person wants to sell himself to the devil like an old player.

Strangers are fine. People who have shown goodwill and have a good impression of others will do this kind of betrayal, which will make people especially desperate.

"Don't worry." The man raised his lips slightly.

Ye Zun: "Huh?"

—Did I accidentally say what was in my heart?

Living alone for a long time, people will always have some bad habits of talking to themselves unconsciously.

But the man just looked at him gently: "I think your social skills are actually very good, just express what you think. Chatting is to express your true feelings frankly and let the other party receive this. I completely feel When I arrived, I didn’t find it annoying, I really liked such a direct emotion.”

Ye Zun looked at the other party, as if he was encouraged in school and looked at a knowledgeable and tolerant teacher, not knowing how to react.

The man's speech is slow, reserved and elegant, and the black soft bright eyes are focused, as if looking straight into the soul, making people feel that they are understood, and no matter what, they are completely accepted: "There are many people in this world, but It often makes people feel that there is nothing to say. At this time, once you meet someone you want to chat with, you can’t help but have a lot to say. I am the same.”

The low and quiet tone, like the whisper of a lullaby before going to bed, makes people seem to be hypnotized while awake: "It's true, the frank and direct emotions you exude, whether they are happy or tense, are delicious. Yes Same smell as you... of mint roses."

Ye Zun's Adam's apple rolled carefully.

——Are all priests so good at talking?

It should be a very ordinary conversation, but it may be that this priest is too good-looking, elegant, dignified and gentle, any words from him are extraordinarily gentle and sweet, and it also makes people feel inexplicably happy and nervous.

"Thank you, you are really nice." It was the first time that Ye Zun had such uncontrollable emotions, and his introverted personality, which was used to being alone, made him not know how to deal with it, and he couldn't meet the man's eyes calmly.

I always feel that if I look at it again, it will become even more strange, and it will become strange that I can't control my breathing and heartbeat.

The man's Adam's apple also moved slightly, and he said softly, "Well, I'm also very happy to hear such a compliment for the first time."

"Won't you always hear words like this from the priest?" Ye Zun tried his best to make himself look more comfortable, showing a restrained and polite smile, "After all, in the eyes of many believers, the priest represents God's guide."

The man looked down and saw his slightly jerky smile: "Well, but it will be taken for granted."

Ye Zun pursed his lips, not knowing how to respond: "By the way, you haven't told me yet, what's your name?"

The man stared at him: "Molos."

"Huh?" Ye Zun looked at the man's appearance, which was obviously more oriental. Although he saw traces of mixed blood at first glance, he was still a little surprised.

Deep down in my heart, because of the difference between the other party and myself, I unconsciously get close, and suddenly distanced myself. Although I didn't intend to rely on the other party, it was still inexplicably empty.

The corners of the man's lips seemed soft: "Molos means cold. I have half Chinese blood. If you have a Chinese name, you can call me—Rin."

In all the taboo books, a name, Rin Ilya Ye, was heavily sealed in the ancient and complex language of the demon god.

Among all the media about power, there is a mysterious and powerful signature hidden: L·Y·叶.

All living beings live under the shadow of this name, and all powers call upon his permission to flow, function, and exist.

People fear his name, people write his name silently.

Great Lord of the Abyss, when his name is called, that is when the Abyss is awakened, and death will open its eyes to gaze upon his sacrifice.

"Wait, don't move," murmured in a low voice, "it seems that some flying catkins have stuck to it."

Ye Zun stood there, watching the man tilt his head slightly, and felt the man's fingers lift the soft hair that lay next to his ear, and his slightly cool fingertips gently pinched the hair of his right ear as if curious. earlobe.

When his sensitive ears were suddenly touched, Ye Zun's heartbeat stopped as if he was weightless, and he subconsciously held his breath.

But her eyes wandered unconsciously, and fell on the man's face with downcast eyes and concentration. It was really a face that was too handsome to be called beautiful.

In a place that Ye Zun could not see, in the church soaked in the blood of the demon god, when the noble and ascetic priest in front of him touched his right hand, which had just crushed the demon god's heart, the fingerprints printed by the blood that had not yet dried up were left on the white On the earlobe, it looked like a blood-red seal.

Ye Zun looked at the man whose demeanor suddenly became intimate, the cramped space made the overly handsome man full of aggression, his back was slightly numb, and he was not used to getting close to people, and subconsciously wanted to retreat, calling his name: "Rin? "

Those clear brown eyes, the whites of the eyes are as light blue as a baby's, and when you smile, you have the brightest and most sunny time in late summer, but the eyes are covered with grass leaves that absorb the wet water color of the rain, between a teenager and a youth. It's jerky, always holding a bit of self-imposed restraint, the taste of the soul is delicate, sensitive, fragile and cold, but the hidden part is gentle, with anxiety and fear of the world that even the owner himself has not realized.

Rin quietly stared at that beautiful soul, and responded softly: "Well, I am here."

The author has something to say: Ye Zun: Why am I so nervous?It must be because the priest is so kind and gentle.

Intuition Radar: Danger, run!

Rin: That's interesting.