my god is from hell

After taking a bath, Zuo Luoxing found a set of clothes for him to change into.

It was a dark coat with a white background and a red edge. Because she was not wearing a middle coat, the collarbone was slightly exposed at the neckline, matching the deep red lapel, and it looked extraordinarily fair.

Zuo Luoxing fastened his belt for him, stopped him from trying to fish things from the loose cuffs, straightened the opened cuffs, combed his hair again, and tied a hairpin of the same color as the lapel. headband.

Yan Qing raised his head, his whole body was covered with moist and ambiguous moisture, the crimson headband was entangled with hair and brushed the slightly open neckline in disorder, his dark gray eyes were hazy and gloomy, and he looked at people with a bit of pure charm.

Zuo Luoxing was stunned for a moment, and Yan Qing tugged his sleeve lightly: "I'm hungry...can I eat fried chicken?"

Hearing the word "fried chicken", Zuo Luoxing raised his head, met those clear eyes that were extremely inconsistent with Qingmei's appearance, and nodded subconsciously: "Yes..."

In fact, there is no fried chicken at home, but it just so happens that this is the only food he knows how to cook.

Yan Qing's eyes immediately burst out with joy, and he immediately said: "Is there any Coke? I still want to drink Coke!"

Zuo Luoxing was placing an order for ingredients on Xingwang, when he heard this, he paused and nodded, "I'll buy it now."

……

Yan Qing finally ate the fried chicken he had been longing for, and it had to be said that the taste was exactly the same as the one sold in the store. Anyway, he immediately wanted to be with Zuo Luoxing for the rest of his life!

Zuo Luoxing ordered the robot to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, took Yan Qing to the bedroom, and held the other's hands: "Okay, sir, you've been out long enough today, it's time to go back and rest."

He held Yan Qing's hand, looked down, and said, "Oh."

Zuo Luoxing waited for a while, then raised his head to look at the Lord Shenming who was still standing in front of him, his eyes revealing the meaning of questioning.

Yan Qing looked at him innocently.

"Master Yan Qing, is there anything else you need?" Zuo Luoxing asked hesitantly.

Yan Qing shook his head: "No."

"Then why don't you go back?"

"Where are you going?"

Zuo Luoxing realized that there was a huge problem in the communication between them.

He raised the hands they held together to Yan Qing, and tentatively said, "My lord, don't you want to enter the contract space? But your body will feel uncomfortable in the mortal world?"

After becoming a Summoning God, they can't return to the God Realm, but as gods with clean bodies, they will feel strong discomfort after staying in the turbid mortal world for a long time, so they usually prefer to stay in the contract between the God Realm and the human world. In space, although it is not as good as the God Realm, it is better than the mortal world.

"Oh... I'm not feeling well." Yan Qing said.

Zuo Luoxing looked at him blankly: "So?"

"So?" Yan Qing looked back at him.

"..."

After looking at each other silently, Yan Qing felt tired from standing, and his eyes began to glance at the neatly made bed beside him.

The snow-white quilt looks very soft, it must be a good sleep!

"I'm sleepy, do you have to hold my hand?" Yan Qing turned around and asked him in embarrassment.

Zuo Luoxing let go of his hand in a trance, and saw that the other party quickly kicked off the clogs and tore off the socks, lifted the quilt and lay down in a satisfied face, and greeted him in a friendly way before going to sleep: "I sleep Goodnight!"

After speaking for three seconds, he breathed evenly, the hand holding the edge of the quilt fell aside, and his cheek was slightly sunken in the pillow.

Zuo Luoxing: ...

His bed was occupied by God, so he had no choice but to go to sleep in the guest room.

The next day, when Zuo Sizhou came back from the Southern Continent, he saw his son coming back from upstairs listlessly, and asked with concern, "Why do you look so tired?"

He had the Empress of Summoning God back then, but he was so excited that he didn't sleep all night and was still in high spirits the next day.

Zuo Luoxing didn't know how to explain the fact that his bedroom was taken up by the Summoner, so he went to the guest room to sleep in the guest room and ended up sleeping in the bed. He just said, "Father, since I already have the Summoner, can I enter the academy?"

He has always longed to make contributions on the battlefield like his father, so he has practiced hard for many years. He wanted to talk to his father about it after attending the Summoning Ceremony yesterday, but because of business affairs in the Southern Continent, he didn't have time to meet.

"Naturally, yesterday I received a message from Augsburg College. They are looking forward to your arrival." Zuo Sizhou didn't hide it from his son, knowing that the other party's desire to enter the battlefield was very strong after what happened to his eldest brother. .

"Aogesige? Father...is there no other school?" Zuo Luoxing hesitated.

Augsburg College is the strongest among the five major colleges, and the generals who have shined on the battlefield over the years are all from the opposing college, but Zuo Luoxing doesn't want to go in.

Without him, Augsig is a typical aristocratic academy, and most of the students are the children of the rich and powerful. Zuo Luoxing doesn't want to spend his energy on socializing with the aristocrats while studying.

Zuo Sizhou expected his son to ask this question, so without hesitation, he nodded and said, "Yes."

"Which one?"

"Sherman College."

Zuo Sizhou raised his head, his majestic eyes fixed on his son's face.

"Snowman Academy?" Zuo Luoxing was taken aback.

On the day of the God Summoning Ceremony, people from various colleges will come to watch the ceremony, and at the same time record the information of all the envoys who have successfully summoned the gods for the college to screen.

The five academies have different priorities. If Augsburg is a gathering place for nobles who cultivate field-controlling comprehensive talents, then Sherman Academy is a paradise for lovers of violent aesthetics.

Last year, the young man who summoned the God of Blood and Slaughter at the God Summoning Ceremony in Tianqing Continent was spotted by Sherman College and offered a generous offer in exchange for the other party's admission.

This kind of combat talent who can know that his future achievements can not be underestimated just by looking at the name of the summoning god is a hot commodity everywhere except Ruoshui Academy, which specializes in auxiliary god envoys. Strictly speaking, Bizuo Luoxing does not know the The God of "Speaking" is much more reliable.

"How did they find me?"

The school mission of Sherman College is to stop killing with killing, and the college's admissions slogan is even more frighteningly straightforward, which is "Glory is made with blood".

The God of "Speaking" summoned by Zuo Luoxing, no matter in terms of its strange name or tattered appearance, it doesn't look like a god who accompanies killing.

"I heard that your Summoning God was the only male god who was not beaten that day. Perhaps because of this, Sherman College believes that your Summoning God has the potential to become a killing god." Zuo Sizhou guessed.

Zuo Luoxing was speechless.

This is probably the reason why Sherman College was able to snatch the envoy of the God of Blood and Slaughter.

I would rather accept it by mistake than let it go.

Seeing that his son didn't seem to be moving, Zuo Sizhou sighed and said, "Because the meaning of the name of the god is unclear, the other two colleges are still waiting to see. Ruoshui College sent an invitation, but I think you should not want to go."

Ruoshui College is a typical auxiliary college, and it trains all the gods of the auxiliary department. In fact, there is a shortage of students, because most of the gods who can be called the auxiliary department seldom fight. The contribution of the team is far less than the team's contribution to him.

Zuo Luoxing, the god of "talking", although the meaning of the name of the god is unknown, but there is nothing wrong with using all non-combat gods as assistants!

Zuo Luoxing really didn't want to go, not because he didn't know the direction of Yan Qing's ability, but because he himself hoped to face the polluters on the battlefield to avenge his brother's love for the polluted!

Zuo Luoxing thought for a while, then said to Zuo Sizhou, "I want to go to Sherman College."

Since he could only choose from these two academies, he still chose Sherman Academy, which was more focused on combat.

Augsig aims to cultivate students' ability to command comprehensively. This is indeed a good choice for nobles, because they have been in complex social relationships since childhood, and they are used to being comprehensive and knowing people. A leader will be the best commander in the team.

But just like a support, as a conductor, Zuo Luoxing doesn't want to be the one who takes care of the overall situation, he just wants to be the one who rushes to the forefront!

"You decide." Zuo Sizhou didn't interfere with his decision. Although he went to Augsig himself, he didn't ask the children to be like him.

Zuo Luoheng went to Assassin Academy. He wanted to be an assassin who would never return, but he still went forward. He didn't stop him.

Now that Zuo Luoxing has given up the more powerful Augsig, and wants to go to Sherman College, where the graduation mortality rate is as high as 18.00%, he will not say much.

Now that you have become an envoy of God, you must understand what is on your shoulders and be responsible for your choices to the end.

Zuo Sizhou originally wanted to formally meet with his son's Huan Shen, but after knowing that the other party was still sleeping, his gaze was subtle for a moment, and he left the Duke's mansion and went to the military headquarters again without forcing.

He has a lot of things to do, and it is not easy to find time to come back. Now that his son has successfully summoned the gods and confirmed the school, he can rest assured to go back to the military headquarters.

After Zuo Luoxing finished talking with his father, he felt a little heavy. After all, he was only a boy and a half. No matter how mature he was, he was still a little apprehensive when he was about to leave home.

He thought that Yan Qing was still sleeping, and he probably woke up hungry too, so he simply put aside his thoughts, took out the frozen chicken legs from the food store last night, and made a meal of fried chicken.

Yan Qing hugged the quilt and moved his nose, the saliva flowed out before he woke up, opened his eyes and rushed downstairs as soon as the quilt was lifted.

"Do you have fried chicken today?"

Yan Qing's clothes were wrinkled in a mess, his belt was almost tied into a knot, but he stretched his neck to reach the frying pan with chicken legs, and he almost reached out to pick it up.

Zuo Luoxing was really afraid that he would just grab him, so he hurriedly pulled the person away, looked carefully to see if there was any oil splash, then he was relieved, and said angrily: "You are so close to the frying pan, don't be afraid Splash hot oil!"

"It's nothing if it gets splashed...but you're right!" Seeing Zuo Luoxing's disapproving gaze, Yan Qing chose to succumb to the fried chicken.

"By the way, my father came back just now, and he didn't bother you when he saw you were sleeping. However, we have already made a reservation for the school, and we will report to the academy in about ten days."

As Zuo Luoxing said, he picked up the fried chicken legs and filtered the oil on them, and at the same time raised the temperature to prepare for frying again, the fried chicken would be more crispy.

"Ah? You here, don't you start school until you're 15!" Yan Qing's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

The author has something to say:

Lolo: Here we graduate at the age of 20 :)

——Don't worry, everyone!Even an envoy of God has to learn cultural lessons!It's just that the envoys are smarter and have already learned it ahead of time!The five colleges do not accept illiterates!

Thank you not only and Gigi for the two cute nutrient liquid ducks~