Fast time travel actor, he is too charming
Chapter 92 The Song of the Spirit Forest 5
"You have discovered me, have you not?" asked St. Annville.
Ye Tian said, "It doesn't matter, there is a vague premonition, usually when you make a move that fits your personality, this kind of faint influence."
"Hidden traction without me trying to intervene?" exclaimed St. Annville.
Then he thought of the reason why he invited this guest in this world, but he himself was still a little dazed. When he seemed to wake up from the deep darkness, the soul that had been pieced together came to his eyes in order to get rid of the confusion of ignorance. Flicking through the scenes, accompanied by the inner voice under the surface, injected him with sober wisdom—or maybe not, he just suddenly realized more things.
Then he came here, the lifeless world that existed in his heart and eyes, he knew that this couldn't be said to be his life, but it couldn't be said to be the next life either, because he wasn't sure if such a 'plot' would Repeatedly and tirelessly.
But he obviously felt the changes brought about by the "guest". He was not accepted by more people in the tribe in the past. He faced everything silently, only quietly showing a little doubt and dissatisfaction under the seat of God. Why, do they keep a respectful distance from me?
He didn't find the answer to this question until Mu Linsen 'dead' and seemingly 'resurrected'.
But now, he seems to be unable to join the unexpected life in the world of other things. His infinite perception tells him that there are more and more birds and beasts in another kind of "barrenness". took over the whole world.
His fingertips trembled, he longed for changes in the world, but at the same time he resisted, he was afraid that he would not be like himself at all, and even give up his belief in elf gods one day, besides such emotions, he also Where is the place where others need it?
He is just an ordinary priest. Before he came into contact with what every elf knows, he set his faith prematurely. From then on, he can only be a spider hanging on a thread, working hard to weave a The fine net allows him to hold onto it tightly so that he won't fall hard.
So when he found out, he had long been inseparable from the belief in the elves and gods. He was a spider hanging on a thin thread and desperately living.
Occasionally, he felt that such a life was meaningless, but meaning——what kind of appearance would it present to him?
He seems to have seen it now.
He is solemn, but not unapproachable.
......
"Saint Anville," Ye Tian sighed, and pushed the Master Shensi to his forehead, but couldn't help but take away his trembling hand, "Do you know what you should do?"
His sudden question didn't follow common sense. St. Anville fell into a new round of thinking. Ye Tian tilted his head and let himself land on the grass, waiting for the elf to understand something else.
He couldn't judge the passage of time, but he didn't wait as long as he thought.
St. Anville changed his sitting position. He didn't know that there was a position called 'knee pillow', and he did it naturally, but Ye Tian still insisted on lying on his side.
If you want to point out his behavior and criticize it for being immodest, it's the same. He is lying there talking to others, but he himself is not willing to restrict his actions too much, and the elf talking to him doesn't care about these gestures.
St. Anville's long light green hair poured down on the grass, merging with the grass, and the hair was slightly separated from the grass by the subtle brilliance.
He said, "The previous priest was notoriously withdrawn. He taught me to worship God and taught me every trivial thing that a priest should do. I did it according to what he taught."
"..." No wonder he still offended the male protagonist even though he insisted on equality, Ye Tian seemed to understand a little bit.
"Forget it, St. Anville," Ye Tian hesitated to pat the shoulder or the top of the head. He lay down and compared his height and finally decided to let go. Unexpectedly, Shensi came over by himself. He hesitated for another two seconds, and patted Shensi Noble "Just pretend that I haven't asked this question, anyway, you can only stay here, and I will solve other problems."
St. Anville was a little unwilling, he was depressed, but he also knew that he would not be able to explain clearly if he asked further.
He stayed with Ye Tian for a while, asking his name or chatting for a while, and then he thought of the guy named San Er who was with him, and he sneaked a look at Ye Tian's expression, and asked him, "Together with you?" The one who got up is your lover?"
Ye Tian suddenly realized that St. Anville was talking about the small system that was more and more willing to follow. He didn't think that he had developed more relationships with Saner, so he shook his head and said, "He is a partner."
Partner... St. Anville read it slowly in his heart. In fact, he couldn't tell what was going on. This joke may not necessarily be a joke.
But before everything else, I am willing to get along with Ye Tian, or I can fight for it.
He was going to 'send' Ye Tian back, but Ye Tian remembered something he was puzzled and asked him, "How did you become the person blessed by the spirit god?"
St. Anville's beautiful long eyebrows frowned, "You must have heard this kind of statement often, but it's not true. I got the so-called 'blessing' because I was too weak after being rescued. I only take it as The inadvertent brilliance that the gods sprinkled on the people. Just happened to be caught by a weak baby."
He gradually showed a look of reminiscence, "Although I was too young at that time, I still remember the vague figure of the man in the air, like the last straw I grasped."
Ye Tian asked him again, "Then do you still believe in spirit gods?"
St. Anville's smile froze on his face, and his eyes turned to look at him, a little pleading, and he thought it was funny, "Do you want to talk about faith-I have to believe in one person, and I choose to believe in you, is it okay? ?”
Ye Tian was surprised that the elf thought this way. He didn't know what kind of changes he brought to the world of St. Anville, and he didn't know what the elf said to himself after asking him a certain question, but he obviously treated him too much. Improving myself and getting used to the answer quickly, "I don't mind, belief is for your own enjoyment, and any external offering is just icing on the cake."
St. Anville couldn't help smiling a little, like a thin flower blooming, with only a little fragrance that is easily overlooked.
With this smile, Ye Tian returned to the reality of St. Anville.
San Er stared at him for a long time. Now that he was 'alive', he rushed over to ask him. He thought for a while, would the problem of the original owner's soul question the system's business capabilities?In the end, I just comforted him and continued to read the book he hadn't finished.
Qi Wu, who had just lost his temper in front of a group of people under the Lord God, looked at the picture of his brother getting along with Ye Tian, blew out a perfectly round smoke ring with a cigarette in his mouth, and then extinguished the cigarette, revealing his hooked lips. There is a vague smile.
Ye Tian said, "It doesn't matter, there is a vague premonition, usually when you make a move that fits your personality, this kind of faint influence."
"Hidden traction without me trying to intervene?" exclaimed St. Annville.
Then he thought of the reason why he invited this guest in this world, but he himself was still a little dazed. When he seemed to wake up from the deep darkness, the soul that had been pieced together came to his eyes in order to get rid of the confusion of ignorance. Flicking through the scenes, accompanied by the inner voice under the surface, injected him with sober wisdom—or maybe not, he just suddenly realized more things.
Then he came here, the lifeless world that existed in his heart and eyes, he knew that this couldn't be said to be his life, but it couldn't be said to be the next life either, because he wasn't sure if such a 'plot' would Repeatedly and tirelessly.
But he obviously felt the changes brought about by the "guest". He was not accepted by more people in the tribe in the past. He faced everything silently, only quietly showing a little doubt and dissatisfaction under the seat of God. Why, do they keep a respectful distance from me?
He didn't find the answer to this question until Mu Linsen 'dead' and seemingly 'resurrected'.
But now, he seems to be unable to join the unexpected life in the world of other things. His infinite perception tells him that there are more and more birds and beasts in another kind of "barrenness". took over the whole world.
His fingertips trembled, he longed for changes in the world, but at the same time he resisted, he was afraid that he would not be like himself at all, and even give up his belief in elf gods one day, besides such emotions, he also Where is the place where others need it?
He is just an ordinary priest. Before he came into contact with what every elf knows, he set his faith prematurely. From then on, he can only be a spider hanging on a thread, working hard to weave a The fine net allows him to hold onto it tightly so that he won't fall hard.
So when he found out, he had long been inseparable from the belief in the elves and gods. He was a spider hanging on a thin thread and desperately living.
Occasionally, he felt that such a life was meaningless, but meaning——what kind of appearance would it present to him?
He seems to have seen it now.
He is solemn, but not unapproachable.
......
"Saint Anville," Ye Tian sighed, and pushed the Master Shensi to his forehead, but couldn't help but take away his trembling hand, "Do you know what you should do?"
His sudden question didn't follow common sense. St. Anville fell into a new round of thinking. Ye Tian tilted his head and let himself land on the grass, waiting for the elf to understand something else.
He couldn't judge the passage of time, but he didn't wait as long as he thought.
St. Anville changed his sitting position. He didn't know that there was a position called 'knee pillow', and he did it naturally, but Ye Tian still insisted on lying on his side.
If you want to point out his behavior and criticize it for being immodest, it's the same. He is lying there talking to others, but he himself is not willing to restrict his actions too much, and the elf talking to him doesn't care about these gestures.
St. Anville's long light green hair poured down on the grass, merging with the grass, and the hair was slightly separated from the grass by the subtle brilliance.
He said, "The previous priest was notoriously withdrawn. He taught me to worship God and taught me every trivial thing that a priest should do. I did it according to what he taught."
"..." No wonder he still offended the male protagonist even though he insisted on equality, Ye Tian seemed to understand a little bit.
"Forget it, St. Anville," Ye Tian hesitated to pat the shoulder or the top of the head. He lay down and compared his height and finally decided to let go. Unexpectedly, Shensi came over by himself. He hesitated for another two seconds, and patted Shensi Noble "Just pretend that I haven't asked this question, anyway, you can only stay here, and I will solve other problems."
St. Anville was a little unwilling, he was depressed, but he also knew that he would not be able to explain clearly if he asked further.
He stayed with Ye Tian for a while, asking his name or chatting for a while, and then he thought of the guy named San Er who was with him, and he sneaked a look at Ye Tian's expression, and asked him, "Together with you?" The one who got up is your lover?"
Ye Tian suddenly realized that St. Anville was talking about the small system that was more and more willing to follow. He didn't think that he had developed more relationships with Saner, so he shook his head and said, "He is a partner."
Partner... St. Anville read it slowly in his heart. In fact, he couldn't tell what was going on. This joke may not necessarily be a joke.
But before everything else, I am willing to get along with Ye Tian, or I can fight for it.
He was going to 'send' Ye Tian back, but Ye Tian remembered something he was puzzled and asked him, "How did you become the person blessed by the spirit god?"
St. Anville's beautiful long eyebrows frowned, "You must have heard this kind of statement often, but it's not true. I got the so-called 'blessing' because I was too weak after being rescued. I only take it as The inadvertent brilliance that the gods sprinkled on the people. Just happened to be caught by a weak baby."
He gradually showed a look of reminiscence, "Although I was too young at that time, I still remember the vague figure of the man in the air, like the last straw I grasped."
Ye Tian asked him again, "Then do you still believe in spirit gods?"
St. Anville's smile froze on his face, and his eyes turned to look at him, a little pleading, and he thought it was funny, "Do you want to talk about faith-I have to believe in one person, and I choose to believe in you, is it okay? ?”
Ye Tian was surprised that the elf thought this way. He didn't know what kind of changes he brought to the world of St. Anville, and he didn't know what the elf said to himself after asking him a certain question, but he obviously treated him too much. Improving myself and getting used to the answer quickly, "I don't mind, belief is for your own enjoyment, and any external offering is just icing on the cake."
St. Anville couldn't help smiling a little, like a thin flower blooming, with only a little fragrance that is easily overlooked.
With this smile, Ye Tian returned to the reality of St. Anville.
San Er stared at him for a long time. Now that he was 'alive', he rushed over to ask him. He thought for a while, would the problem of the original owner's soul question the system's business capabilities?In the end, I just comforted him and continued to read the book he hadn't finished.
Qi Wu, who had just lost his temper in front of a group of people under the Lord God, looked at the picture of his brother getting along with Ye Tian, blew out a perfectly round smoke ring with a cigarette in his mouth, and then extinguished the cigarette, revealing his hooked lips. There is a vague smile.
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