After awakening the evil god, it was marked

Yan Zhijin put on his trousers, buckled his belt, smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes, got up and walked to the window.

When he got off the sofa, his steps were still a little wobbly.But he bit his lower lip and deliberately slowed down his pace, ensuring that every step was smooth and steady.

He went to the window, drew the curtains, and unlocked the lock.

The fresh air blows in, diluting the sweet and rich nectar fragrance in the house.

He looked at the endless dark night sky and the only light point shining on the tall building opposite, and said lightly: "Supreme status, inexhaustible wealth, healthy body, close family, and the glory that everyone is looking forward to... These are my favorite things." I already have them. As for the long lifespan and the appearance that will not age, these are not important to me. The value of life does not lie in how long it is, but how much meaning it can create."

As the son of the Marshal of the Empire and a member of the Imperial Academy of Biology, he stood at a height that ordinary people could not reach from the very beginning.He rarely doesn't get what he wants.He will not pursue things that are not available, or that violate laws and morals.

He is not like everyone else, who has a desire that must be fulfilled.

He didn't have to pray for God's blessing, and he was already doing well.

And most importantly, he doesn't like others to force him to do something.

To be marked means to stay with a certain alpha for life... He doesn't have this kind of loyalty concept, not only him, but also his family will only throw that bold alpha into outer space to "disappear unexpectedly".Someone under Yan Tingxue should be researching a way to safely remove the mark. Even if this man is not human, it is not impossible for him to fight.

Even if the man claims to be his favorite snake, he doesn't have any special affection for him.Snakes are snakes, people are people, and gods are another advanced creature. His love for snakes is only at the level of appreciation, just like some people like to raise cats, and some people like to collect jade. One day this creature will be his mate.

"So, are you sure you don't agree to my request?"

The man's smile was completely suppressed, and there was a gloomy aura between his brows and eyes.

Yan Zhijin took off the ring on his ring finger, straightened his arm, handed it to him, and let go of it lightly, watching the ring fall to the ground: "No."

The ring fell to the marble floor with a crisp sound.

The man watched the ring roll to one side, and let out a cold sneer.

He bent down to pick up the ring, and walked towards Yan Zhijin step by step.

Every time he took a step, Yan Zhijin felt the pressure on his shoulders increase, and the surrounding air seemed to be squeezing his chest, trying to squeeze his lungs apart.

He tried his best to maintain his composure, but his breathing was still uncontrollably rapid.

"You took care of me so wholeheartedly, I thought you liked me." The man took his hand and stroked the back of his hand.

"You've misunderstood, I just want to take care of my important subject." Yan Zhijin seemed to be wrapped around a huge python, and it became a luxury to breathe through his nose normally, so he could only pant through his mouth.

He struggled to squeeze the sound of the words out between his teeth, taking a big breath every time he said a word.

The man snorted coldly, and said tenderly, "But I still like you very much."

"You can choose a human being who likes you. You have many believers, and they will be willing to follow you forever." Yan Zhijin's brain was starved of oxygen, his vision gradually blurred, and golden sparks filled his eyes.

He speaks almost instinctively.

He vaguely saw the man shaking his head and opening his mouth to say something.

But now his ears are buzzing, and he can't hear any sound at all. There is only a hypnotic voice forcefully circling in his head:

Accept me and be my partner.

I will always love you, always be by your side, and always obey your choice.

I will always be loyal to you and go through fire and water for you.

You just need to agree to my courtship.

Yan Zhijin shook his head mechanically, and there was a bone twisting sound from his neck.

"boom."

A silver light passed by his ear, drew a graceful arc, and then hit the tall black figure in front of him.

The black shadow fell to the ground.At the same time, the confinement of his chest and throat was released.

Yan Zhijin covered his neck, coughed violently, and stumbled to the sofa.

He rested on the arm of the sofa for a while before slowly recovering.

He wiped his physical tears and sweat from his forehead, and looked at the person who fell on the ground.

The man who was arrogant and powerful before was lying on his back on the ground, with a silver bullet in his forehead.

His eyes were open, staring straight at the ceiling, his handsome face was quiet and serene, like a sleeping prince in a fairy tale.

The cool evening wind blew the dark curtains, billowing his shirt, which had become baggy from the previous tugging.

a little cold.

On the tall building not far away, light spots flickered regularly.

Yan Zhijin pressed the mechanism on the frame again, and reported the situation to Shen Zhichen in a low voice.

There is a communicator on his glasses, which is used to contact Shen Zhichen in an emergency.He was originally an important scientific research talent in the empire, but recently he always felt that someone was following him. Shen Chengfeng was worried about him, so he directly installed this on him.

When Shen Zhichen found out that he didn't show up at the school gate on time, he realized that something happened to him.According to his personality, even if there is any unexpected situation and he cannot go home on time, he will explain in advance, and he will never be late without saying a word.

Shen Zhichen failed to contact him, so after confirming his whereabouts with other people in the institute, he immediately mobilized his subordinates to prepare for rescue.It's just that the building of the research institute seems to be trapped by some enchantment net, and they can't get in even though they try their best.

When Yan Zhijin contacted him, they were considering using new weapons directly.

After Yan Zhijin reported that he was safe, the lights on the building disappeared.

Yan Zhijin packed up his clothes and prepared to meet Shen Zhichen and others.

Before he opened the door, he glanced back at the man on the ground.

In all fairness, he is very handsome, and has a mysterious and elegant temperament that ordinary people cannot possess.

If he met him in another way, Yan Zhijin couldn't guarantee whether he would be tempted.

But it is futile to say anything now, he is most annoyed by others' coercion.

Shen Zhichen sent a top-level sniper. If it was an ordinary person, there is a high probability that he would not be able to survive now.But Yan Zhijin didn't dare to act rashly yet.I don't know how strong the "God"'s physique is, nor how strong his repairing ability is.

He didn't want this man to die like this either, he still had a lot of questions to ask.Rather than becoming a lover, he still prefers to study the other party as a new cosmic creature.

He listened to the well-trained footsteps on the other end of the communicator, and opened the door with confidence.

In the next second, his eyes widened.

He looked down and saw a pair of arms wrapped around his waist.

White coat, black shirt, pale, bony fingers.

Two arms were clasped firmly around his waist.

The shoulders sank, the man's chin rested on his shoulders, and the short black hair rubbed against his cheeks.

"I think we may really have some misunderstanding." When the man spoke, the cold breath sprayed behind his ears, like a slippery snake letter lingering there.

The bullet was still embedded in the man's forehead, but his actions and words were not affected at all.

Even more oppressive.

"you……"

Yan Zhijin looked at him in astonishment, and reflexively tried to break free, but the man's arms were tightly bound around his waist like iron shackles.

He couldn't choose to watch the man raise his right palm to block his eyes.

His world was plunged into darkness.

The man's lazy and cold voice rang in his ears: "I can take everything you have at any time."

As if responding to his words, the temperature around Yan Zhijin suddenly rose, and the scorching flames almost licked his skin.

The man lowered his arms and smiled slightly: "Look."

What appeared in front of Yan Zhijin was the burning research institute, with thick smoke billowing everywhere, filled with the unpleasant sound of burning wood, and the scorched door frame fell to the ground.

Their carefully collected research data was reduced to ashes in the flames, and the computer crackled and exploded.

The young student lying on the ground could be vaguely seen in the flames, his upper body had been engulfed by the orange flames, leaving only his weak legs.

Footsteps could be heard at the end of the corridor, and Shen Zhichen and the army members he led appeared solemnly at the corner of the corridor.

They didn't seem to know what was going on, and tried to rescue the unconscious student as they approached.

Yan Zhijin's throat rolled, trying to shout something, a silver bullet suddenly flew out from behind him, and shot straight into Shen Zhichen's forehead.

Shen Zhichen opened his eyes wide and fell back straight.

His eyes were full of disbelief, as if he didn't even know where the bullet came from.

Afterwards, countless streaks of silver light shot out from behind Yan Zhijin, like meteors raining down, shooting towards the others densely.

One by one, like Shen Zhichen, the figures fell down.

Moisture surged into the eye sockets, blurring everything in front of him into entangled red and black color blocks.

Yan Zhijin clenched her lower lip tightly, preventing sobs from leaking out of her mouth.

The smell of blood spread in his mouth accompanied by severe pain, but he seemed to have lost his sense of pain, and he still bit his lips tightly.

Even his own body melted from the waist, his hands and feet melted into wax oil, and turned into floating, shining balls of light.

"But I'm not going to do it now." The man said leisurely.

He raised his hand again and waved it in front of Yan Zhijin's eyes.

The research institute that had been burned to ashes returned to normal. The walls were clean and white, the doors and windows were intact, and the research data were neatly placed on the table. The sleepy students woke up faintly by rubbing their necks.

At the end of the corridor came the sound of orderly and powerful footsteps, and members of the army headed by Shen Zhichen appeared in his sight.

"Good night, my future lover." The man kissed his ear, put the ring on him meticulously, and disappeared.

Yan Zhijin stared at the air in front of him without blinking, lost all strength, and knelt heavily on the ground.

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