Mie Shiwen's male protagonist can read minds [Quick Transmigration]

Everyone's emotional ups and downs can be hidden from themselves but not from a god, and for the dark god whose godhead is condensed with the malice of the world, no matter how subtle the emotional fluctuations are, they will be easily perceived.

Theodore turned his head sideways, and his eyes fell on the people behind him without warmth. His scarlet eyes were full of blood, and he just glanced at them quietly.

Her long jet-black hair was almost reaching the ground, her face was handsome and bewitching, her flamboyant brows moved slightly, as if suppressing the violent aura overflowing from her bones, but her attempts to restrain the aura were defeated by a pair of red eyes that didn't know how to hide it.

The scarlet eyes moved slightly, with a hint of sarcasm undisguised.

No one dared to say anything, an indescribable guilt made the faces of the people who were full of hostility just now change, but they held their breath and did not move.

At this time, Theodore's identity has changed. As a god on another level, even if he is calm about the scene in front of him, he will inadvertently reveal a sense of ridicule.

Theodore turned his head suddenly, his voice was low and impatient: "Get lost!"

His eyes swept over the few elves who accidentally touched him, and a hostile look was faintly visible in his sight, his face was slightly cold and he did not intend to make a move.

The angle of holding the person with both hands changed without a trace, and the slight movement made the person hide deeper in his arms.

Originally close to Duo Yaoyue, these little elves were already a little dizzy, the excitement of being about to meet the gods washed away the last guard, and the small and soft hands were about to touch the falling golden When he had long hair, he was suddenly frightened by Theodore.

The little elves suddenly jumped up in shock, their eyes were terrified, and they tremblingly did not dare to take a step closer to Theodore, but they also refused to take a step away from Duo Yao.

While the elves were struggling, they flapped their wings continuously, and the sound was so loud that the branches of the mother tree moved a little uneasily, as if they were afraid that they would offend the evil spirit below.

Theodore was more and more disturbed by these noises, the body temperature of the person in his arms hadn't warmed up at all, and the appearance of quiet and deep sleep softened his hard heart, but he became more and more flustered.

But soon, his eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of treacherous emotion flashed through his eyes very quickly, and he slowly raised his eyes.

There were faint white light spots, lingering white light that made him feel slightly uncomfortable, gathered between Duo Yao's forehead, and it took a long time to melt into it.

Theodore suppressed his urge to get rid of these things, and looked at the unconscious person in his arms seriously. When he realized that these things seemed to be of great benefit to Duo Yao, a light flashed from the bottom of his cold eyes.

He looked up following the light spots, and saw faint light spots slowly floating out from between the foreheads of the elves, gathering and shrinking along the invisible suction force, and then gathered towards the person in his arms.

Theodore frowned, then loosened his eyebrows and grabbed an elf casually with his fingertips.

When this little elf was surrounded by the dark divine power, its delicate and lovely face turned completely white. It trembled all over and bit its lip to dare not make a sound. The little elf was embarrassed and pitiful.

The elf's choked scream fell silent before it had a chance to erupt.

With Theodore's strength, he roughly stuffed the elf into Duo Yao's arms, and even pushed it in impatiently, as if seeing it made him upset.

The elf stayed there for a long time before touching the god's blond hair on his chest with his small hand. The warm feeling spread from the palm to the apex of the heart, until the last cute little face was completely red.

All the emotions of panic were replaced by an extremely strong joy and attachment. The little elf grasped one of the god's fingers in satisfaction, and cried out joyfully: "Yeah~ Huang..."

This scene made the rest of the little elves, who were too scared to move, envious. They could only watch while biting their fingers, feeling as unbearable as scratching, but they were afraid of the terrifying aura on Theodore and did not move.

Duo Yao's white and bloodless fingertips were rubbed with a blush, but more intense light spots floated from the elf's forehead, and gradually merged into those stagnant light clusters.

The unilateral temperature transfer finally recovered a little bit, and the weak god in his arms finally had the hope of getting better.

Theodore's brows that were tightened more and more loosened, and the lucky little elf was thrown out mercilessly after his face softened. When he looked down at the person in his arms, there was an urgent smile on the corner of his mouth.

He found out how to wake up his brother.

He is already unfamiliar with the gods called by the world population, and the meager expectations in his childhood are meaningless to Theodore now. Memory is just the beginning of all obsessions.

Compared with the uneasiness brought about by the title of god, the title of brother, which only belongs to him, can make him feel more at ease.

"elder brother……"

Theodore murmured contentedly, with a pure smile on his lips.

As for the other light spots that came too late, Theodore didn't look at them after lazily scanning them. Among these miscellaneous light spots, the brightest one can only be compared with the little elf floating from the forehead just now. stalemate.

But so.

But there is one thing that the new dark god miscalculated. The elves are the creations of the gods, and the bond and relationship between the two is unknown to everyone.

The elves value bond creators more than anything else, and they are half-bodies in a different sense.

Compared with other races, elves' belief in gods is extremely pure.

Theodore took a cold look at the dragon who wanted to hide himself in the soil since Duo Yao appeared: "Get over here!"

The huge body of the magic dragon trembled, and it was not until his master stood on his back with their mortal enemy in his arms that he calmed down with a choked heart.

It's nothing, it's just the immortal God of Light.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Compared with this, it is a more terrifying existence to take away the master of the God of Light in front of those ants as if nothing had happened.

The dragon of the abyss flew away, and its master, the new dark god, was always looking at the beloved in his arms with great care.

That should have been his old enemy.

The bright sky behind is also bright in front.

……

Duo Yao propped up his chin, drew back his long eyelashes to express his thoughts, and soon lifted his thick long eyelashes, revealing a pair of cold and sparkling eyes, half-hidden but faintly calm, the indifference in temperament largely eliminated him. Shuse who is too eye-catching in appearance.

"It seems that this time I have to stay for a while again, I didn't expect that I still neglected it at the beginning."

While Duo Yao was speaking, there was a ripple in his heart.

If ten-year-old Theodore sensed something was wrong and used his own method to recognize him again when he was there, then how did a six-year-old unconscious child discover something was wrong and buried such a deep feeling in his heart? a seed?

The time he possessed Kelan was too short to leave any traces.

Tuantuan jumped up and down on his knees, and said softly: "Children are sensitive, but this man of destiny is pitiful, and he really deserves a beating."

"What the hell has the world been made into by him?"

Duo Yao's thoughts were interrupted, he rubbed the ball he hadn't seen for a long time helplessly, and nodded lightly: "You're right."

If you are poor, you are poor, if you deserve a beating, you deserve a beating.

Cause is cause, effect is effect.

The author has something to say:

The reason why it was difficult and irritable to write before is because there is no picture in my mind, and the feeling of writing is as vague as the moon in the water, and I still can't touch the topic