The beauty of the fishing department is a god in the love variety show

Naia, who was summoned again, excitedly found where Song An was, but unexpectedly saw Jian Yan and his entanglement.

His little believers are really attractive, there are always some flies wanting to fly over to get some honey.

Naia felt jealous in his heart, maybe he didn't understand what jealousy was, but it didn't prevent him from seeing everything as unpleasant.

The guy who got in the way had to die, but his sweet little follower had to be taught a lesson.Only in this way can he understand that what he should do is to stay by his side with peace of mind, to believe in him and to love him.

He was about to go over to deal with Jianyan, but he saw Song An shot and killed the other party without hesitation, that resolute gesture was even more dazzling than the starlight in the cold sky.

So beautiful.

Naia knew that his little follower was far from being as cute as he showed, or that this kind of cuteness was only for him and others, and he would show his sharp edge.

But he didn't feel cheated at all, on the contrary, he loved this uniqueness to death.

He could no longer control the tentacles that couldn't wait anymore, and was pulled and flew over, wrapping up the little believer.

Song An saw Naia as soon as he turned his head, and at this time all the bullets in his hand were used up.

He no longer has the tools to restrain Naia. If he cannot escape, he will probably sleep at the bottom of the abyss with this god.

"My believer, Song An."

Song An raised his head abruptly, his eyes filled with unbelievable tears, and stared blankly at Naia for a long time, then as if he had come to his senses, he threw himself into Naia's arms, as if he hadn't seen it at all. It's like tentacles eager to wrap around him.

"Lord Naia!"

Naia caressed his hair affectionately, seeing the little believer's excited appearance, her heart softened, and she swallowed all the questions that just came to her mouth, and now she just wanted to comfort her choking lover.

It's so pitiful. After being forcibly taken away from her, Song An didn't know how much she suffered.

Song An raised his head and immediately complained: "My lord, where have you been? I thought you didn't want me anymore!"

This pre-emptive move was obviously used very well. It was obviously Song An who disappeared by himself, but now it became Naia's fault.

Naia should have been angry, but looking at the little believer's eyes filled with tears, that anger turned into soft guilt.

Yes, in the hearts of young believers, he is an omnipotent god.But even God couldn't protect him.

"Feel sorry……"

This is an apology from the gods, who lowered his high head, just to appease the hurt heart of his lover.

Song An didn't let him finish speaking, and directly pressed his lips with his fingers.

"It's not my lord's fault. Please don't apologize to me. I'm just...just at a loss. At that time, my lord said he would take me away, but in the end I was left alone."

"I don't understand what I did wrong to make you renege on your promise. But it will never be your fault. I can only reflect on myself day and night, and pray that one day I will let you hear my call to you. "

Of course Naia didn't hear it, but in a trance, he felt that he seemed to hear that distant, pitiful, heartfelt call.

He held Song An's hand: "I heard that, so I'm here. Leave everything to me, and you don't need to worry about anything anymore."

Song An bit her lip and looked into his eyes seriously.Get rid of the pitiful and self-willedness at the beginning, and now he has regained his sanity.

"My lord lied to me, didn't you? Your strength has never recovered, so no matter how many times I summon you, you will not be able to appear."

Naia was at a loss for words, he did not fully recover, so except for this time, he did not respond to the little believer's call.

Thinking of this, he felt so guilty, and he didn't know how painful it was for the little believer to be disappointed every time.

Perhaps, in the sleepless nights, the little believers were secretly crying his name silently.

Song An didn't wait for Naia to respond, and immediately said righteously: "My lord, please continue to go back to restore your strength. When your strength is fully recovered, it will be the day we meet, okay?"

Naia was really reluctant to leave him at all, but the little believer looked at him with such sincerity and earnestness that he couldn't say no at all.

He knew that the little believer was doing it for his own good, and even more for his sake, and he would rather walk forward alone through thorns.

He is a god, and he has always protected others, but this is not the case with the little believers.Little believers admire him and love him, but they are also willing to sacrifice their lives to protect a god.

Every time I think of this, Naia's heart is only soft.What else could he do but compromise.

He kissed the forehead of the little believer. He was obviously an evil god, but he gave Song An his most sincere blessings.

"I will always protect you, as long as you call me, I will appear."

Song An closed his eyes piously and obediently, his curled eyelashes fluttered slightly, revealing a pitiful reluctance.

It wasn't until Naia disappeared that he opened his eyes, a drop of crystal tears slowly fell from the corner of his eyes, and was caught by something in mid-air, and disappeared without a trace.

The broadcast of the program group finally sounded this time, and Song An was relieved in his heart, and was sent out instantly.

At this time, when he opened his eyes again, it was already calm, and there was not even the slightest ripple.

A confused mind is sometimes useful, of course, it must be used properly.

[The Points Mall is open, you can redeem any items you want. 】

[Congratulations on obtaining an S-level item. 】

[Prop Name: Crazy Scalpel]

[Prop meaning: The doctor dissected countless people with a scalpel, but none of them found the heart they wanted.But one day, he discovered that even without a scalpel, he could find the purest heart.But this pure heart does not belong to him, and this uncontrollable pain drives the doctor crazy.A doctor can't hurt his lover, but he will use a scalpel to kill anyone who dares to get close to his lover. 】

[How to use props: You can only use it once in 48 hours, penetrate all the defenses of the enemy, and pierce his heart.Don't worry about not being ignorant of medical skills, because when you use it, the doctor will personally hold your hand and help you deal with the enemy. 】

Song An twitched the corners of his mouth. Doesn't this mean that every time a scalpel is used, the doctor will appear.What else to use, the scalpel probably pierced his own heart first.

[My God, Song An is really good, he was able to retreat in the Shura field twice, and even coaxed the other party around.Take out my little notebook and write it down, maybe it will be useful in the future. 】

[An'an is amazing, this is the first round, it should be cleared soon.Although I'm not in love, I'm really excited! 】

[You can't say that, things like love are always mindless.Who would have thought that the boss has met so many beauties, but this type is the one he loves the most, there is no way~]

[Song An made it, not only so much money, but also the evolution potion! !Who knows where the earth is, I really want to rob him. 】

And on the Celestial Planet, a man sitting on the icy throne opened his eyes.He was dressed in silver-white soft long hair, and his dark green eyes were colder than the lake water. He was wearing a simple robe, but he still had an extraordinary aura.

A group of people knelt down, holding up the materials in their hands for him to choose.

These are all programs carefully selected by them, and they are sent to let the boss Tianmang choose.

"No need."

Tianmang glanced at the notebooks, and finally there were slight ripples in his smooth eyes.

He was tired, and now he just wanted to make a final decision.

"Let's call them all together. I want to see if what he caused in the end was a fight or a harmonious coexistence."

After speaking, he raised his hand and signaled everyone to leave.

It wasn't until he was the only one left in the cold hall that Tianmang gently took out a white rose, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

But, no matter what, in the end he will belong to him.

The next day, the "Signal to Death" program team released an explosive news on the official website-Song An, as a guest who has cleared the customs eight times, will directly enter the last episode of the program.

And there will be no other guests participating in this program, but all the bosses who have appeared before will exist.

In the video of the program, Wen Zhu blinked playfully: "How Song An will balance the relationship with the various bosses, and whether he will be directly torn apart by the bosses who become angry from embarrassment, let us wait and see~"

The audience exploded, not to mention how disappointed the fans of the other guests were, they wished they could drag the show crew out and dismember them.The Boss Shura Field alone is enough to make them excited.

[Let me count with my fingers, oh my god, even if you don't count the evil dragon, there are seven bosses in total.In other words, Song An stepped on seven boats, which would capsize the boat. 】

[Not necessarily, Song An did not capsize the previous two times, maybe there is really some way! 】

[Don't be ridiculous, the first two times it was a two-person Shura field, this time it was a seven-person Shura field.Darling, my scalp feels numb just thinking about it. 】

【Come on An An, I really hate to see him die in this last scene. 】

As for Song An, because of the delay in the news, he didn't know that the program group was so insidious.He was so tired that he even had to give himself some psychological counseling before he fell asleep.

Playing games is actually not tiring, but what is tiring is playing with people's hearts.

When General Lan got the news and wanted to notify him immediately, he had already been summoned into the program group again to deal with the impatient bosses.

The program crew is also very hard-working. As migrant workers, they have no right to speak at all.The superiors told them that they must arrange it as soon as possible, otherwise, if the bosses riot, everyone will die.

So, they had to work overtime overnight, so tired that they vomited blood and produced a new episode of the program.

They don't know whether the bosses are satisfied or not, but they really can't squeeze a drop of milk.

[Welcome to the Interstellar Prison—Emondas, where the most terrifying and cruel prisoners in the interstellar are imprisoned. How to save your life is the most important thing right now. 】

[As for customs clearance requirements, there are no requirements. When it's time to pass the customs, you will naturally pass the customs. 】

[Okay, enjoy this journey, we will pray for you. 】

Song An lowered his head, quietly wrapped in thick protective clothing, and walked forward with difficulty under the scolding of the prison guards.

A gust of bloody wind rushed towards his face, mixed with finely crushed sand and small stones, hitting his mask with a crackling sound.

The environment here is very harsh, but all of this is not what Song An is worried about. What he finds puzzling is...the task this time is too strange, there is no customs clearance requirement, and there is no clearance time, which completely confuses him.

What's even more strange is that, generally speaking, in order to ensure efficiency, the program group will put all the guests in one place.The guests recognized each other very well, which also facilitated tasks and competitions.

But this time, looking at the fellow prisoners, he couldn't find anyone in the same state as himself.

Song An was sure that this was arranged by the program group, but thinking about why this time was so unusual, his vigilance could not help but be raised to the highest level.

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Volume 9 Shura Field