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"Wait! What are you responsible for me?!" Lu Yangyao asked back, thinking of a possibility, his face turned red and white, "Could it be that you think...?!" This guy probably wouldn't Do you think he did something to him?

Lu Yangyao originally thought that Zhuo Yan was going to say something serious, but what did he hear in the end? !This thing made by humans and orcs, is the brain circuit on the line?Could it be that the IQ in the brain is allotted to animal desire and fighting? !

This time, no matter how unruly he is in danger, he will be nervous, he paused for a while with the hand healed his shoulder: "Don't think so much, in fact, you are just..."

Actually what?He interrupted without hesitation: "Alves, don't hide it." Zhuo Yan fell to the ground, blushing. In fact, he forced it out by himself: "Look at your neck. ..."

Don't look at Zhuo Yan's acting like this on the surface, let alone how leisurely he is in his heart, seeing Lu Yangyao's expression of being choked by him is really refreshing.

Moreover, from a certain point of view, Lu Yangyao is very difficult to attack. If he does not take a slant, it is really difficult to break in.

"I'm sorry," so at the moment when Lu Yangyao was about to speak, Zhuo Yan wanted to focus on this matter: "Well, didn't I do that to you?"

Lu Yangyao admitted that when he heard this, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. Seeing Zhuo Yan blushing, he didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly lowered his head: "Then what are you going to do?" remedy?"

Stupid, these two words are the only words in Lu Yangyao's mind to describe Zhuo Yan. How did this kind of guy reach the inner circle of Mazzaro safely with his shirt off?

Zhuo Yan was stunned for a moment, and was surprised that Lu Yangyao could swallow this misunderstanding so quickly. This guy is indeed not a simple character, he is as pragmatic as the original work!

As long as the goal can be achieved, all means can be allowed, walking on the edge of the rules.

But the physical movements immediately got up from the ground, holding Lu Yangyao's shoulders, and continued to maintain the role of the bitter lover: "As long as you speak."

At the same time that Lu Yangyao raised his eyebrows, the man who made soy sauce finally came back after all kinds of hardships. Of course, Fan Dawen was not surprised that Zhuo and Lu seemed to be arguing about something. He was surprised that when Lu Yangyao lost his hat to cover him, The appearance revealed.

The blond hair and blue eyes are not the point, the point is Lu Yangyao's appearance, that outline, for a moment, Fan Dawen thought that he saw the Isa standing on the stairs of the temple that seemed to extend infinitely, and he had to look up to see it Bella Saint!

As soon as Fan Dawen approached, Zhuo Yan, who had his back turned to him, immediately turned around vigilantly: "Who?!"

Lu Yangyao squinted, that's right!It is this kind of potential, and he still has a godhead, Lu Yangyao said softly: "Zhuo, don't be nervous, he is a temple knight..." The most important thing is that he can still be fooled by himself.

"Temple Knight!" But Zhuo Yan didn't hear Lu Yangyao's consolation, and he was ready to go when he heard the Temple Knight.Zhuo Yan also simply took out the big sword from the space, the magic-breaking sword made by the dwarf master Gimli, with the magic-breaking stone embedded in the delicate magic pattern.

While pointing the tip of the sword at Vandaven, he looked back at Lu Yangyao with a particularly chivalrous demeanor, and said, "Alves, go aside."

Lu Yangyao thinks it's good to have followers to do this when something happens, but this kind of attitude towards women completely, the demon god is on top!Lu Yangyao deeply felt that his strength was still not enough.

If you are a man, you have to stand in front!Looking at Zhuo Yan, Lu Yangyao didn't know why he suddenly thought of this sentence. Although he didn't intend to put himself on the bright side, he still had to maintain the strength to be able to confront others without losing.

Not only Lu Yangyao thinks this way, but Zhuo Yan also thinks so. Although there is a tendency to let it develop at the beginning, only half of the godhead whose energy has been baptized for thousands of years and has been absorbed so much energy by a small leech can do it. It is easy to possess him.

Sure enough, it's still not strong enough!Zhuo Yan pursed her lips.

"What's going on?" Fan Dawen stopped in his tracks, looked at Lu Yangyao suspiciously and said, "Arvis?" Although Fan Dawen had already guessed the same in his heart, he still couldn't help but demand proof: "Arvis?" Elvis Sterling?"

"Yes, I am," Lu Yangyao stepped forward suddenly and grabbed Zhuo Yan's arm: "Zhuo, stop for me, he has no hostility towards us, he is..."

"You don't know," Zhuo Yan was very firm, still maintaining the posture of drawing his sword: "When I came, they were the ones who left me here." Skillfully began to fabricate facts out of thin air.

No wonder Zhuo Yan came here alone!Lu Yangyao raised his eyebrows: "He has already betrayed the temple! So he is not..."

"?!!" Zhuo Yan paused: "Abandoned God?..."

The corner of Vandaven's mouth twitched: "Alves, you don't have to say this so loudly, do you?" He coughed: "It's not something easy to say."

Lu Yangyao seemed to have realized it, and then showed a shameful expression: "Sorry, I just... think it is necessary to clarify." He said: "I am really very sorry."

Zhuo Yan was still puzzled, he turned his head to look at Lu Yangyao, and said, "Is it true? Alves." Receiving Lu Yangyao's affirmative gaze, Zhuo Yan put away the big sword and looked at Pandawen: "I For the time being, a letter."

"Zhuo Kanascu." In order to show that Lu Yangyao had a different attitude in his heart, Zhuo Yan still decided to treat them differently, and the non-protagonist remained indifferent.

Vandaven raised his eyebrows and nodded, "Vandaven Ulton."

"Six Knights?"

"Yes," said Vandaven, "you really are the double black of the Kanascu family."

"Don't say that," Zhuo Yan sneered, "You are also a heretic now, so there is no need to say that." He took another look at Vandawen's distressed appearance: "The wounds on your body are from those people in the tribunal. Did you do it?"

"Indeed." Fan Dawen really didn't understand why the children nowadays are so precocious. When he was at their age, he could only move forward and contribute his meager strength to the God of Light.

Ever since he became one of the six knights, Fan Dawen thought that the brainwashing of the temple was undoubtedly very successful. If it wasn't for the appearance of that woman...he might still be obsessed with it for the rest of his life.

However, Fan Dawen also found that Zhuo Yan's attitude towards him was not very good, but he was right, he never thought that a person who was regarded as a heretic since childhood could have a good attitude towards him, a former temple knight.

Zhuo Yan simply remained silent.

Fan Dawen was a little embarrassed for a while: "I left just now, did something happen? Alves." He looked at Lu Yangyao, who was arranging his black robe at this time.

Zhuo Yan's face suddenly became a little strange: "It didn't happen...!" His face flushed, in fact, Zhuo Yan himself was in pain so just ignore him.

Because if he really performed outstandingly in front of Lu Yangyao and couldn't be controlled by Lu Yangyao, plus he now has half a godhead, he would definitely be labeled by Lu Yangyao. Once he was labeled, he would wait for Lu Yangyao to secretly fuck you.

You know, what Lu Yangyao needs are absolute believers.

Even if Godhead is nothing to him, it doesn't hinder Lu Yangyao's actions.

Lu Yangyao glanced at the blushing Zhuo Yan, the appearance of the skin that came through secretly was too...even for a man with orc blood who should be aesthetically impaired.

He quickly interrupted Zhuo Yan: "It's actually like this." Lu Yangyao explained what happened with mixed truth and falsehood, concealing what he thought should be concealed, and finally said: "I watched the two energies on his body collide together , and remembered my attributes..."

"I just use mine..." He stretched out his hand, exuding a halo of incomparable purity and majestic righteousness again: "The god I believe in, the power he bestowed on me!"

"Then rush over." Lu Yangyao breathed out, and it seemed that even the memory had a thrilling aftertaste: "In the end, he was finally purified... Kanascu was also rescued and woke up."

Zhuo Yan's expression changed every time Lu Yangyao said a word. From Lu Yangyao's point of view, he thought it was Zhuo Yan who felt uncomfortable for thinking too much about himself.

But being uncomfortable is also Zhuo Yan's business, it's none of his business at all.

Fan Dawen listened quietly: "So what about you?" Fan Dawen looked at Zhuo Yan: "There is a godhead?!"

Zhuo Yan, who had turned back to indifference, frowned: "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with Your Excellency." He said again: "I can't feel its existence at all." He looked at Lu Yangyao: "It's broken, that thing."

Lu Yangyao raised his eyebrows, he couldn't guarantee this.Facing Zhuo Yan's eyes, he didn't know what happened, and suddenly said: "Indeed, it's broken."

"You two, don't be so nervous, I'm not that interested." Fan Dawen said: "If you really get that kind of thing, you will be guilty of it." What's more, he doesn't have the energy.

Zhuo Yan twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, then stood with his lips pursed and stopped talking.

Fan Dawen knew that he was bored, so he looked at Lu Yangyao. In fact, he just took the conversation with Zhuo Yan just now, and it was obvious that he wanted to alleviate the shaking in his heart.

Just now he felt that the energy that Lu Yangyao radiated this time was more pure than the healing technique he showed for the first time: "You are indeed her son..." He couldn't help but said, already sure that his guess was correct.

"Do you know my mother?!" Lu Yangyao, who was still watching Zhuo Yan and Phantasm's linguistic confrontation, finally said, "You, Phantasm, you..."

"What's wrong with the Duchess?" This is Zhuo Yan who pretended not to know anything.

"The Duchess has no problem," Fan Dawen first said to Zhuo Yan, and then looked at Lu Yangyao: "I can't say." Then he glanced at Zhuo Yan again.

Lu Yangyao felt that Phandawen was a bit hypocritical, he opened his mouth but didn't continue, and how could such an obvious movement not be noticed, he frowned: "Pandawen, Kanascu is not an outsider."

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yan frowned even more when he heard this sentence.

"I have known for a long time that I am not the son of Mrs. Qi Lier, but I want to know the answer." After all, Qi Liya only gave him one sentence, he is the son of the saint: "Which saint is it?"

The previous saintesses were all blond and blue-eyed beauties. Lu Yangyao knew that it was impossible for him to find his own mother among so many saintesses. He just wanted to find out everything.

The way Qi Lier and Durex got along made him feel strange. The two of them were said to be a couple, but it is really rare to see a couple who respect each other like Bincheng.

Moreover, Durex, whose name is funny, treats him like air, not like normal parents treat him.

"You know?" Fan Dawen raised his eyebrows: "But it's a pity, I only know the general idea, yes, you are indeed a saint... I also participated in that incident back then, but," he paused: " I swear, I can't tell."

"You are still worried," Lu Yangyao said, "There is no such thing..."

"As a god-abandoner, do you still have a promise?" This was Zhuo Yan who was making trouble.

"There is no need to repeat this all the time," Vandaven was very impatient with the fact that the two of them were so against him for betraying the temple, he suddenly sighed: "Isabella Saint," he looked at the two: "should listen pass?"

Zhuo Yan raised his eyebrows: "Who is that?" It was still a very good deduction of a person who didn't know anything.

"The original name is Isabella Rand, the No. 70 ninth saint of the temple." Lu Yangyao said: "But I have never heard of her having any...!" Improper behavior.

"Otherwise, what do you think the knights of the temple exist for?" Vandaven sneered: "Isn't it just to give the pope and the consuls what they have done to give the color of justice."

"That's true." Lu Yangyao nodded: "It does look very beautiful Jiyue on the outside."

"False guy." Zhuo Yan, who was the background cloth, was very hard-pressed, and could only increase his own sense of existence by adding words like this.Zhuo Yan also knew his own affairs, there was nothing he could do, who made him not belong to this world, just a guy who appeared out of thin air without the aura of the protagonist, and now he was severely suppressed in all aspects.

Sure enough, ideals are always fantasy, and facts are always reality.

Fan Dawen felt that Zhuo Yan's words were too unpleasant, so he ignored Zhuo Yan: "It was like this back then, the temple asked us to chase Isabella who defected, and I did catch up, that was the first time I betrayed The will of the temple." Phanda Wen sighed: "I let her go."

"She ran away and entrusted you to Qi Lier."

"that's it?"

"Yes, that's why I never dared to visit you, for fear of being discovered by the temple." Fan Dawen looked at Lu Yangyao strangely: "I still feel puzzled, are you really not punished by God?"

He glanced at Zhuo Yan: "It's like Kanascu."

"I don't know." Lu Yangyao chose to hide what Qi Liya did to him: "But if what you said is true, maybe they let me go because they didn't become black?"

Zhuo Yan said with a sullen face, "So, the three of us are all heretics?"

"I don't think we are heretics. You know, I believe in a fraternal and benevolent God." Lu Yangyao thought for a while, folded his hands on his chest, and praised: "The demon god is here!"

Sure enough, Lu Yangyao saw Zhuo Yan looking at him in surprise, he let go of his hand and looked at Zhuo Yan: "Why are you surprised?"

And Fan Dawen over there praised him in his heart, and sure enough, a pure light power once again filled his nearly broken fighting spirit.

Zhuo Yan hesitated and said, "You also believe in... demon gods?"

"Do you know Lord Demon God??" Lu Yangyao pretended to be like Zhuo Yan this time: "There is no him in the map of gods."

Leaving aside the following deceitful plot, Lu Yangyao looked at Fan Dawen with some doubts: "Just now... why did you come back so long?" In fact, he had noticed several wounds on Fan Dawen's body early in the morning.

"Those monsters just now seem to be not quite right." Fan Dawen frowned: "No matter what, this place is still safe for the time being, rest first, and then think of a solution."

It was night, after the negotiation of the three people, it was decided that the three of them would watch the night in shifts, Lu Yangyao would guard first, then it was Zhuo Yan's turn, and Phandawen was the last one. Phandawen naturally felt good when he heard it, and sat in the distance resting against the tree trunk , apparently asleep.

And Zhuo Yan also randomly found a place to sit and close his eyes, and waited for Vandawen's breathing to stabilize before Zhuo Yan opened his eyes, exhaled a sullen breath, and stood up.

Lu Yangyao looked up, and it was night again, he took a deep breath of air, watching the silver god star twinkle in the night sky, and the hazy silver starlight hit the sky.

Zhuo Yan approached and saw such a scene, Lu Yangyao was surrounded by a silver halo, sitting on the ground, his beautiful and slender neck raised, his chin was pointed but not sharp, his body was covered by a black robe, but his fair skin was exposed His fingers are in sharp contrast to the dark yellow ground.

Undoubtedly, Lu Yangyao has indeed put on a good skin in this life. Compared with the ordinary-looking but elite-looking leather bag dealer in his previous life, Lu Yangyao is now like...

Well, the handsome man descended from the gods?

Zhuo Yan raised his eyebrows. Lu Yangyao was worthy of being the governor of Sunset Provincial Capital, the president of Yinlian Charity Association, and a golden bachelor with three thousand female fans in the imperial capital.

Although Zhuo Yan felt that he was playing a galgame now, this happened to be a cutscene CG.

He stepped lightly, walked towards Lu Yangyao, and said softly, "Alves."

Lu Yangyao didn't look back, but still raised his head, looked at the sky and asked, "What?" Every time, the sky told Lu Yangyao very honestly that this is not the earth.

There is no moon here, and there is no Big Dipper here.

Zhuo Yan also looked up at the sky, only to find that he hadn't relaxed for a long time. He sat down next to Lu Yangyao: "Today..." Zhuo Yan, who was planning to continue pretending to be cowardly, suddenly felt a little boring, and if he continued pretending like this, he Sooner or later, he was stunned to death by himself, so he decided to put it another way: "You are the best person I have ever met."

Lu Yangyao looked at him in surprise, and blinked: "Don't say that, if I'm the best person you've ever met," he paused: "Why don't you believe in demon gods with me?"

"Do you really think it's possible?" Zhuo Yan looked at Lu Yangyao's dark pupils, and couldn't tell what he was thinking at all.

Lu Yangyao twitched the corner of his mouth: "But only he is willing to accept us."

"Perhaps, but I will not give up my obsession." Zhuo Yan suddenly took a deep breath, and said under Lu Yangyao's frowning: "Alves, if you say..."

But he didn't expect that at this moment, the sharp baby's cry that seemed to be able to penetrate the eardrum, accompanied by strong magic fluctuations, centered on the deepest part of Romaza, oscillated and spread around.

The beast tide... is still coming!