Dressed as the little prince of the love growing game

After a while, Fan Gesi stood up and said, "I'm sorry, this behavior is very abrupt, but I don't regret it."

Meng Yueqiu covered his mouth, still not recovering from the shock.He was indeed kissed just now, and it was the always cold and serious Fan Gesi.

At this time, the thoughts in his mind switched back and forth between "I was actually kissed" and "Is Fan Gesi's behavior really OOC?" Finally, he took a deep breath and summoned up his courage to ask: "The one just now, it shouldn't be A kiss to a child or a friendship?"

He's dull, but not that stupid.

Fang Gesi's kiss just now obviously crossed the line. If it was on the cheek or forehead, he could still talk, but at the corner of his mouth, he couldn't tell why.

His mind was in a mess, but he kept staring at Fan Gesi, wanting an answer.

Fan Gesi stroked his hair: "Obviously not. I like you, Qiu."

[ohhhhhhh! 】

【Oh my god, I didn't expect the Elven King to be so straightforward. Compared with him, Ymir is too good. He knows how to be jealous every day, but he can't keep up with his actions】

[That's too much to dare to say!Come on, Ymir! 】

[Damn it, I'm still steadfast in my elf kingship, Qiuqiu has already opened up]

This possibility has gone through thousands of times in his mind, until this moment when he really has the answer, Meng Yueqiu is quite sober.He suddenly remembered something, a very important thing he had forgotten.

With a numb face, he opened the favorability interface, and Meng Yueqiu opened the vermicelli of Fan Gesi and the others. Without exception, they all got full marks.

So this thing really is the favorability bar of the love line?

The live broadcast room was about to laugh like crazy.

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]

【Qiuqiu, you are so slow, did you just realize it now? 】

[QAQ, I am the one who put forward the favorability note first, I am so happy now]

Numbly turning off the favorability interface again, Meng Yueqiu looked at the person in front of him with mixed feelings in his heart.His feelings for Fan Gesi are very complicated, and it is difficult to draw that line for a while, and he does not know how to face him.

"Don't get entangled." Fan Gesi rubbed the top of his hair, and his tone was as gentle and patient as before, "I won't make a choice like you now. There will be enough time after defeating the demonic energy, so you can think slowly."

If he didn't say that about Meng Yueqiu, he still felt nothing, but once he said that, Meng Yueqiu felt a little uncomfortable.

How can there be enough time? No matter whether he can win or not, it means that the game is about to end. At that time, he will definitely be taken out of the game, let alone have enough time to think about whether he likes it or not.

At the thought of separation, Meng Yueqiu felt depressed.

Obviously knowing that this is the game, Fan Gesi and the others are just the NPCs of the game, but after he came to this strange world, he faced more of them, so why is it impossible to treat them as close people, but as cold data? .

"Let's talk about it later." He said with a wry smile.

Fan Gesi thought that he was still embarrassing him, so he nodded silently and didn't say anything more.

At this time, there were also hidden contradictions within the Holy See.

"Garcia, what do you mean?" Looking at the cardinal who fell on the ground, the pope glanced at Garcia and Ymir not far away.

Garcia said with a gentle expression, "Your Majesty, I just think that you are not suitable for exercising your own power now, so I need you to rest for a while." Even at this time, he still used honorifics.However, these words were very harsh in the pope's ears.

In any case, he never thought that the sheep he had always thought was harmless, but after shedding the outer layer of skin, it turned out to be an ambitious wolf.

"You are no longer satisfied with your own power, so you will take away my power?"

Garcia was surprised by his thoughts: "You have completely misunderstood, I am not interested in the Pope's power, I just don't want you to lead the Holy See astray."

"Garcia!" The Pope scolded angrily, "All my actions are in accordance with the will of the gods. You are defying the gods again."

"Do gods really exist?" Garcia was noncommittal. "If it is the god enshrined in the temple, then I have never seen him. Only the wishes of the believers should be followed by me. If you think it is a god I also agree with you. All you have done now is to make up for your previous mistakes and tell others that your plan is correct, but unfortunately, Your Majesty, everything is different from what you thought."

"According to your plan, it is impossible to kill the demonic energy. Instead, it will kill our only hope. The will of the gods cannot be fulfilled."

The hidden thoughts were exposed, and the pope's face suddenly turned ugly.He and Horace have been planning for so long just to kill the evil spirit.In order to accomplish this goal, the Sifei Empire and the Holy See have planned for so many years and offended so many races, but in the end they were told that they had failed. This was simply a slap in the face.How could the Pope possibly accept this answer.

Fortunately, there is another Meng Yueqiu. Meng Yueqiu's existence tells him that his plan is successful, but there are some minor problems caused by accidents. Regardless of the process, as long as he is the winner in the end, everyone will remember his achievements.

But now, this little thought has also been exposed by Garcia.

It was he who underestimated the Holy Son. He thought that An Jingjing had no plans. Zimmerman used to think that the Holy Son was easy to control, but now it seems that he is actually the one who was deceived.

He sneered and said: "It's so high-sounding, but it's because I hurt Meng Yueqiu that you decided to attack me. It seems that you really like that boy, but unfortunately, he is destined to confront the devil. "

"I like Qiu?" Garcia thought for a while before saying, "If you say this, part of the reason is that His Majesty the Pope wants to attack Qiu. But you don't have to worry about confronting the Demon King at all, as long as you don't meddle too much." , presumably he will do better than you imagined."

Garcia's compliments came out like a cannonball, and the pope's ears felt calluses, wishing he hadn't said that sentence just now.

People who don't seem to care about foreign affairs have a thicker skin, and they can say such things at will.

The Pope snorted coldly: "Since you are going to attack me, I won't just catch you. If that's the case, then don't dawdle. The believers are waiting outside."

Holding the scepter, his body's reaction ability is not like that of an old man, but very flexible.The punishment magic of the light system slashed towards the Son in the middle.

Ymir stood in the distance with his arms folded, but didn't move when he saw this.

He promised Meng Yueqiu to help, but he didn't say when to help.What's more, there is only the Pope as a great magister. If Ymir can't handle it, this son of God is too watery.

Ymir did not seek his help either.The magic book unfolded in front of Garcia automatically without wind.The holy light enveloped him, making him seem like a god walking out of the light.Garcia's magic comes from words. When he reads the spell he wants to use to the magic book, the magic book will respond to him and cast the corresponding magic.

The semicircular light shrouded Garcia's body, blocking the pope's attack for him.However, everything around him was reduced to ashes.

This is the Great Magister.If the Pope hadn't remembered that this was the church he had carefully guarded for many years, it would have been razed to the ground long ago.

At this time, he still remembers to maintain the glory of the Holy See, and Ymir wants to applaud him even in his busy schedule.But thinking of his plan against Meng Yueqiu, Ymir's expression turned cold again.

The duel between Pope and Ymir is still going on.However, the more he attacked, the Pope discovered in horror that Ymir's strength had surpassed him long before he knew it.Even for so many years, the Holy Son may have been concealing his own strength.

Hearing his question, Garcia was surprised: "Why do you think so, I just completed my tasks according to the daily rules, and the magic power naturally increased, and I didn't deliberately conceal it. Rather, your strength has declined. After all, too many things make you worry, and your mind is not used to consolidate your strength first."

When he said this, he also cast confinement magic, and the lines of the light system spread upward like elves, turning into a cage to control the Pope inside.

The pope gulped another mouthful of blood at his words.What does it mean that he is negligent in training, meaning that his mind is all on messy things, so his strength has declined?

This distraction allowed Garcia to take advantage of the loopholes, and all kinds of confinement magic stuck to his body desperately. The Pope finally couldn't bear it, his hands were weak, and his body fell back on the seat as soon as he tilted.

Maybe it was because he was really old. After being controlled by the flow of magic power, the pope felt extremely tired at this time, as if all the fatigue that had been suppressed by force surged up in his head.

The Holy Son in front of him was still the same as before, without the slightest embarrassment, but he was ridiculously old.

"You won." He closed his eyes and said, "You will lead the Holy See in the future. I hope you can fulfill your purpose."

"Of course, Your Majesty should rest well. When everything is over, you will still be the highly respected pope." Garcia said, planning to deal with the believers.

"Wait a minute!" the Pope called out to him, "Garcia, do you really need forbidden magic? It's the moment when we can't do anything, it's our last hope."

Garcia was puzzled: "I thought that today's behavior is enough to tell you that I will never do anything to Qiuqiu. Your Majesty, you should keep that spell in your heart. And don't use him, after all, you are not enough to control Qiuqiu now." Qi gathers together, doesn't it?"

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving no chance for the Pope to communicate.

The Pope looked at his back silently, and drooped his shoulders dejectedly.

The two of Garcia went out and saw Meng Yueqiu and Fang Gesi in front of the square.

A smile appeared on Ymir's face immediately, and he wanted to go over and hold Meng Yueqiu, but found that the boy gave him a strange look today, and then silently moved half a step away.

Ymir paused with his outstretched hand, and looked at Meng Yueqiu's too indifferent figure at this time in surprise.

Is he doing something wrong?Why did Qiuqiu ignore him?

Soon, he discovered that this indifference was not just aimed at him. Meng Yueqiu had the same attitude towards Garcia and Fang Gesi.