The whole universe is praising my vest

Luo Feng unconsciously raised his hand and touched his eyes.

"If you become a fanatic of the blood prince, then the elves will not tolerate you." Isaiah withdrew his hand, turned and left, "You can do it yourself."

Luo Feng came to the mirror and looked at his eyes slowly returning to calm.

The deeds of the blood prince are indeed very contagious. He stood from a lowly mixed race to the top of the galaxy. If he hadn't used suppression methods that are difficult for ordinary people to accept, he might become a hero admired by all creatures in the galaxy.

Even though the blood prince is hated by many races and received mixed reviews, there are still countless fanatics who follow him without hesitation.Luo Feng is an outsider, who can't empathize with the fear and pain brought by the blood prince to the natives of the eighty galaxies, and is more susceptible to the influence of the blood prince.

Especially when he heard about the blood prince's past from Isaiah and read related books, he felt different from others.

However, Luo Feng is a believer in the God of Disease.

He has been obsessed with it since he was a child, and belief in God has become part of his instinct.

The power of the God of Disease also saved his life. He was grateful and carved the statue with his own hands, and prayed to gods that did not exist in other people's cognition every day.

However, it was a one-in-a-million miracle that he was saved by divine power, probably because he was relatively close to the temple at that time.

Now Luo Feng has come to a completely unfamiliar galaxy, and he doesn't know how far away he is from his hometown.

The god of sickness is long dead, and his prayers will never be heard again.

At the beginning, Luo Feng still held the slim hope of returning home.

As time goes by, he is getting desperate.

The vehicle was still driving on the roads of the chaotic city, there was no vibration or noise in the interior space, as if staying in a warm bedroom, Luo Feng's half-opened golden eyes slowly closed, as if falling asleep.

The manager sitting next to him gave Luo Feng a worried look. Recently, Luo Feng drank a lot, and he felt that Luo Feng had something on his mind.

Driving on a deserted road, the driver braked suddenly.

Broker: "What's wrong?"

"There is an unconscious hybrid werewolf lying on the road ahead, probably injured." The driver told the agent what he saw.

In the city of chaos, this kind of thing often happens, the manager didn't make a fuss, and calmly said: "Go around."

Driver: "This half-blood werewolf has a blood-red ring on his hand, which is consistent with the appearance of the blood prince's ring."

The agent said in amazement, "Is it a fake?"

Luo Feng opened his eyes, with a little clarity: "Get out of the car and have a look."

Before he finished speaking, he had already opened the car door.

When the agent got out of the car, Luo Feng was already squatting in front of the half-blood werewolf, picking up the blood-stained ring.

The material of the ring is transparent, between gemstones and jade, without any patterns or decorations, and it has a restrained brilliance under the light of the car lights.

"Counterfeit rings of blood princes are flying all over the sky. The real ones are not so easy to appear. This one is highly likely to be fake." The manager persuaded, "We don't have a way to identify the real and fake, so put the ring back."

The blood prince's ring was lost. Although the elves wanted to make trouble, they also knew that the prince was the enemy of the whole blood clan. If they provoke the blood clan in this matter, they would definitely suffer crazy revenge from the blood clan.

Therefore, the elves did not intervene in this matter hastily, but as a bystander, at most they gloated in their hearts.

Since being warned by Isaiah, Luo Feng deliberately stayed away from matters related to the blood prince. After the prince's ring was stolen, he also stayed out of it like the elves.

In fact, he was very curious about the blood prince.

The brain was paralyzed by alcohol, Luo Feng subconsciously followed the true thoughts in his heart: "There are so many fakes, it doesn't matter if I take one away."

"No way!" The agent turned pale in shock, "The blood race will not let any ring go out, even if it is a fake, they will destroy it, and the existence of counterfeit rings in the world is a blasphemy to their prince. Your identity is more sensitive , if the blood race finds out that you have left a ring, it will definitely cause trouble, why bother?"

The manager couldn't figure out why Luo Feng would do such a thing that had no benefit at all and would only ask for trouble.

It can only be regarded as a drunk person without reason.

"That's right." A pale-skinned young man came over. His lips were bright red, and his every move had a strange aristocratic feel. The black cloak hung behind him, blending into the night.

The agent quickly said, "Earl Simmons."

This is the current leader of the Blood Race in Chaos City.

The manager moved towards Luo Feng with small steps, and whispered, "Give the ring to Earl Simmons."

Simmons walked over in the dark, and first came to the half-blood werewolf to check his injuries. After confirming that his life was not in danger, he got up and stretched out his cold and warm palm to Luo Feng, "Give me the ring, elves are not eligible Get in touch with items related to the prince."

"This is probably a fake." Luo Feng turned the bloody ring in his hand, "Is it still so tight?"

"Even if it's a fake, you don't deserve it." Simmons said calmly.

Luo Feng was provoked into anger, and sneered: "Your Excellency, the earl of the blood race, of course he is more qualified than me. You pay attention to the injury of this werewolf hybrid because you think of the prince who is also a half-blood? Your blood race is so loyal, how can you be so loyal?" Let the ring be stolen, and still find it for a long time?"

"It's just a human with an embarrassing status in the elves, don't think I won't do anything to you." Simmons was really angry, his blood-red eyes were full of coldness, "I really don't understand why Delia is interested in you, she and Isaiah doesn't have the slightest affection for real blood relatives, but he takes good care of a human being of unknown origin, which is extremely ridiculous."

Luo Feng's face was gloomy: "What do you know?"

Simmons spread his bat wings behind his back, and the air was filled with the smell of sexual violence.

An He's voice sounded: "You compete for other people's trophies, have you ever asked others for their opinions?"

Simmons shrank his pupils, turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from, and there was no one there.

Immediately afterwards, An He's figure was outlined in the empty area.

As soon as An He appeared, he first glanced at Peg, who was covered with scars and his eyes were closed tightly. Unexpectedly, after half a day of separation, Peg tossed himself into such a state.

Then, he met Shang Luofeng's eyes that were hazy from drunkenness.

Luo Feng's eyes were slightly dazed, and he unconsciously grabbed the fabric on his chest.

That's where the heart is.

The last trace of power left by the God of Disease is hidden deep in his heart.

Seeing An He, Luo Feng was inexplicably moved for a moment.

An He discussed, "Can you give me the ring in your hand?"

Luo Feng foolishly stretched out his hand, actually wanting to give it to him. Simmons's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to snatch it. Luo Feng immediately withdrew his hand holding the ring, and a beam of light fell from the sky, forcing Simmons back.

This is Luo Feng's ability.

"What are you doing!" Simmons felt that Luo Feng was strange when he was angry.

The touch was only for a moment, and Luo Feng came back to his senses, and felt that his actions were inexplicable, as if he had been dazed.

"I've already got the things." An He said.

Luo Feng clenched his palm reflexively, but he didn't feel the touch of the ring in his palm.

He remembered that he obviously took back the ring.

Luo Feng spread out his palm, and the ring lying on it was lifelike, but it didn't weigh a bit, it was a visual illusion.

When Luo Feng realized it, the illusion of the ring shattered into pieces and dissipated.

An He was pinching the blood-red ring.

"The reaction is too slow." He commented on Luo Feng, "You shouldn't drink at your age."

Luo Feng felt uncomfortable, as if he had been educated by his elders.

"Who are you? You don't need to take care of my affairs." In order to cover up the strange feeling of guilt, Luo Feng deliberately used an impatient tone.

"Indeed." An He said.

He should wait for Luo Feng to go back and leave it to his real relatives to take care of him.

Hearing An He's words, Luo Feng couldn't help feeling a sense of loss.

"This ring will be handed over to the blood race." Before leaving, An He looked at Simmons and said, "Before that, let the adventurer who finally obtained this ring see his spoils with his own eyes, and use his will to deal with it.”

Simmons said: "Wait!"

An He smiled slightly, and disappeared in place with the injured Pegg.

Simmons instantly turned into a large number of bats, looking for An He's trace in different directions.

Luo Feng did not move.

"Spiritual abilities?" Luo Feng whispered to himself.

A few days ago, Isaiah told him that the elves were invaded by an unidentified psychic power, so he should pay more attention to the psychic power.

Could it be that An He's use of supernatural powers affected his spirit for the weird emotions he had?

These are very important questions. However, Luo Feng soon lost the mood to think about it.

The divine power inside the heart suddenly loomed.

Luo Feng was extremely flustered, it was the first time the manager saw him like this, his cheeks and lips had completely lost their color, they were as pale as a corpse, and cold sweat kept flowing from his forehead.

The manager was shocked: "I'll take you to the hospital!"

"Don't disturb me!" Luo Feng shouted.

When the manager spoke, the presence of divine power dropped to a low point, and Luo Feng almost stopped breathing in fright.

The agent fell silent for a moment, not daring to speak any more.

Luo Feng closed his eyes and uttered a voice as thin as a mosquito: "No need to go to the hospital."

Regarding the issue of divine power, let alone a doctor, no one can do anything.

"I'll get in the car and sit for a while, let me be quiet." Luo Feng dragged his vain steps into the car.

In the quiet car, Luo Feng heard his own disordered breathing.

Divine power saved him, and it was also the only thread connecting him with his hometown.

When he first came to the eighty galaxy, Luo Feng had to feel the existence of divine power every day before he could sleep peacefully. Over time, he had already dedicated all his loyalty and faith to the God of Disease.

As time passed, his feelings for his hometown and relatives inevitably faded, but he still longed to go back.

If the divine power disappears, Luo Feng will collapse in various senses.

"Are the gods blaming me for my yearning for the blood prince?" Luo Feng clasped his hands to his forehead, repenting incessantly, "Please learn from me, my exploration and interest in the blood prince is completely different from my devotion to you. You are supreme in my heart, and there is nothing comparable to it. This time it was my fault, and I will not pay attention to the matter of the blood prince in the future."

Fortunately, the worst did not happen.

It didn't take long for the divine power to stabilize again.

Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief, unable to lean against the back cushion of the car seat.

At the same time, a deeper fear emerged in his heart.

Will divine power really disappear one day?

At that time, what should he do?

The author has something to say: Luo Feng: People cannot, at least should not, have two beliefs

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