Forces of Temptation - v2 Chapter 251

    Nanjing Xing was surprised in a chaotic dream, turned over and sat up.

    Because his whole mouse was holding Li Yinhang’s fingers, and he was thin-skinned, he was embarrassed to be too close, so he almost slept sideways, with a pair of hind paws on the edge of the bed.

    He sat down and threw himself under the bed.

    When he got up in a daze, his bare arm rested on the edge of the bed and the other hand on his forehead.

    When he saw his human fingers clearly, the golden pattern on his face suddenly lit up.

    …crappy.

    He has long been accustomed to the human simulation body, this fall, he unconsciously turned himself into a human form.

    He hurriedly looked at Li Yinhang, hoping that his embarrassment would not be seen by her.

    As soon as he raised his face, he collided with Li Yinhang, who had been unable to fall asleep.

    The South Pole star was stunned for a long time, and the golden pattern lit up like a night light for a moment.

    He clearly promised her that she would not become human…

      The posture of Ken coming out again.

    Li Yinhang just closed his eyes and dozed off. After being awakened by his movement, he only saw him half naked, sitting on the ground staring blankly at her.

     Before she could react, she voluntarily disappeared.

    Li Yinhang was stunned for a while, not angry, but was amused by his reaction.

    Nanjing Xing was blushing from her smile, and her messy blond hair was reflected in a corner.

    Across a layer of soft mattress, he could feel Li Yinhang on the bed, as if he had moved to the side of the bed.

    She called him softly: “Hello.”

    Antarctica closed her eyes and pretended to be dead.

    Li Yinhang knocked on the bedside table: “Come out.”

    Nanjing Xing was so ashamed that he forgot how to code, buried his steaming face in his arms, and said in a loud voice, “Wait for me, change back.”

    Li Yinhang bowed, handed a towel and was let in.

    Li Yinhang: “No. Just feel at ease.”

    Three minutes later.

    The South Pole Star, who only showed a cold and handsome face, and Li Yinhang, who was leaning against the head of the bed, looked at each other with the quilt tightly wrapped in the middle.

    In order to show calmness, he stared at her and refused to take the initiative to look away.

    Looking at his golden cheeks, Li Yinhang couldn’t bear it.

    She said, “I can’t sleep, let’s talk.”

    When it comes to “speaking”, Nanji Xing is not happy.

    He said depressedly: “I can’t speak.”

    “Speak slowly.” Li Yinhang looked at the depressed young man’s blond ears and comforted him, “It’s okay, you talk a little bit, I’ll listen a little bit.”

    “…the night was long.”

    Nanjing Star tucked her knees and buried the lower half of her face in the soft quilt: “What do you say?”

    Being so close, Li Yinhang realized that he even had golden eyelashes.

    She encouraged softly: “It’s fine. I’ll listen to whatever you want to say.”

    The South Pole was silent for a long time this time.

    Silence until Li Yinhang thought that this conversation was going to be deadlocked until one of them fell asleep first, he said, “I’ll tell you about them.”

    …

    Antarctica cannot use complex vocabulary.

    His mind has always been simple, and occasionally he gets angry because he failed to pounce on Nan Zhou’s hand accurately, or because the apple is not sweet enough, holding the apple makes him extremely depressed.

    Even when he was the saddest, as long as Nan Zhou came over and touched his head with his fingertips, everything would be fine.

    It was a matter of course that he followed Nanzhou away from Never Town.

    The world is prosperous, which is good, but he just wants to stay in Nanzhou’s arms and share his apple.

    He looked ignorantly at Jiang Fang’s rejection of Nan Zhou’s offer, at Jiang Fang’s attempt to push him out to make friends, and at him pushing Nan Zhou away again and again, but in the middle of the night Taking advantage of Nan Zhou’s deep sleep, he looked at his face for a long time and tenderly, until after he came to his senses, he pretended to be tough and turned his back, as if he could draw an insurmountable Chuhehan between the two of them. boundary.

    Nanjing Xing used his little head to analyze Jiang Fang’s behavior.

    He only felt that Jiang Fang did not like Nan Zhou as much as Nan Zhou did.

    After coming to this conclusion, Nanjixing was very angry and felt that Jiang Fang was blind.

    After the “.” group entered the dungeon full of Western fantasy, Nan Zhou went to see Jiang Fang once, and he rewarded him with the moon.

    Before this, they used to do this too.

    Nanjing Xing didn’t feel anything, and ran to the nearby jungle to pick fruit.

    When leaving, business as usual.

    When the South Pole came back, the atmosphere between the two changed.

    Jiang Fang went to wash in silence, while Nan Zhou sat by the window, quietly looking in the direction of the suspension bridge.

    Nanjingxing brought back two small red fruits, one in his mouth and the other in his arms. Originally, he was eager to ask Nanzhou for credit, but he could sense the atmosphere. After the difference, it hid on the top of the tree outside, swayed the tip of the tree, and swayed.

    Nan Zhou quickly looked at him.

    He leaned out of the window, stretched out his arms, and built a bridge.

    Nanjing Xing obediently climbed onto his tiger’s mouth and squatted.

    Because he found that his mood is not high.

    Even if Nanzhou doesn’t have any mood swings, the South Pole Star can be found.

    Nan Zhou asked him: “Nanjing Xing, Brother Fang and I are separated, will you follow me or follow him?”

    Nanjing Xing said nothing, first hugged Nan Zhou’s wrist, took the initiative to express his position, and then asked him with his eyes:

    …why?

    At that time, Nan Zhou only knew that he was human, but did not know that he would become a human one day in the future.

    But he will explain the reason to him well: “I want to find a way to get close to the power behind the game. I want to become human.”

    Antarctica expressed doubts.

    He felt that Nan Zhou was very human.

    And he was gentler, better, and better-looking than the humanoids they encountered along the way.

    Nanjing Xing rubbed his wrist and let out two vague calls.

    What’s good about being a human being.

    “The status quo is good, right?”

    Nan Zhou looked at his hands and feet: “Look. I used to be a child. I will be old in the future.”

    “I may die on the road of wandering, at the hands of a certain monster, rather than like that, it is better to die on the road of pursuing a free world.”

    Nanjing Xing held his hand and stared at him.

    Nan Zhou looked at him for a moment, and tapped his index finger on the top of his forehead: “Okay, I won’t say death.”

    Antarctica is still bulging.

    Nan Zhou: “Okay, I’ll take you. I’ll take you wherever I go.”

    Nanjing Xing was so happy, and happily handed the red fruit forward, intending to share it with him.

    After the two people talked all night, nothing seemed to have changed.

    They still live together, eat together, and discuss dungeon missions together.

    No one talks about what happened after they left.

    It’s just that Jiang Fang stared at the sleeping Nanzhou for a longer time.

    Nanjing Star can’t parse that kind of complex gaze, and can’t judge whether Jiang Fang wants to engrave the image of Nanzhou in his mind more clearly, or is he tying Nanzhou with sight drills The whole process of being tied up.

    Nanjing Xing even found a pair of silver handcuffs in Jiang Fang’s pocket.

    He couldn’t figure out what Jiang Fang wanted to do, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

    Even handcuffs, for Nan Zhou, can be broken with a twist.

    No one can lock his heart unless he is willing to lock his heart.

    Antarctica is rarely involved in their copy process.

    Nanzhou will release him only when the situation is urgent.

    He was responsible for nibbling off each other’s head in one bite, and then being pressed by Nan Zhou to wipe his mouth, he could go back to sleep.

    What’s more, the plot of this dungeon is really peaceful.

    A duke, a priest, living across the bridge, without disturbing each other.

    The two sides are at peace.

    Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang, as clergymen on the side of the church, just need to do some work, and go to the suspension bridge every day to pass the daily token to the two.

    Nanjing Xing felt bored even staying by Nanzhou’s side, so he just stayed in the room, covered with a big quilt, went to the restaurant to find some communion to eat, and then went out to play by himself, grab The thin vines swayed.

    He didn’t think Nanzhou would have anyone he couldn’t deal with, so he slept peacefully.

    Because of this, when the glass of the church was suddenly smashed one day, the South Pole was quite calm.

      Every inch of his data knuckles stretched out comfortably, and then he took a small step out of the room, jumped on the handrail of the spiral staircase exuding a faint woody fragrance, and leisurely looked at the broken Madonna statue in the church.

    He saw that Nanzhou’s head rested on the fragment of the head of the Virgin, and a mouthful of blood was sprinkled on the ground, making his skin that had been turned into light even more pale.

    The South Pole star was stunned.

    His claws stomped uneasily on the stair railing twice, as if trying to speed away from this ridiculous nightmare.

    Is this a dream?

    In addition to dreaming, is there any rationale for this scene?

    When he looked at Nan Zhou, Nan Zhou also looked at him.

    He gestured for him to run.

    Nanjing Star’s movements froze.

    Because Nanzhou also got up quickly, fit and rushed out.

      Suddenly plunged into the world of purgatory.

    He is always obedient.

    Nanzhou asked him to run, but didn’t ask him to help, that is, he could handle it.

    He went, only to be restrained.

    Those who stayed with them on the side of the church are dead.

    The man with ear studs who was always beside Jiang Fang, fell down in front of the steps.

    Song Haining, who was sincere and gentle, treated others gently, and often brought desserts to him, fell under a tree.

    They were lying on the ground quietly, either on their backs or on their backs, their faces were not too hideous, but their necks were uniformly twisted to the side at an impossible angle.

    Until now, he still thinks this is a dream.

    Who can hurt Nanzhou?

    Who can kill so many people?

    What happened?

    What interrupted the thoughts of Antarctica was the raging black smoke that could not be ignored even if there were layers of trees blocking it.

    Nanjing Star took a breath, and the small cannonballs shuttled through the trees like a small cannonball, and soon reached the place where the suspension bridge could be seen.

    There was a huge fire on the suspension bridge connecting the two banks.

    Iron chains, hemp ropes, steel, and wooden boards were uniformly burned with a sour sound.

    Squeak—

    Squeak—

    The black heat keeps rising.

    Under the bridge, there is the abyss, the rocks, and the rushing river.

    Anyone who falls from such a height has no other way to go except to shatter his body.

    To the east of the bridge is the church, to the west of the bridge is the ducal castle.

    Jiang Fang, who was supposed to serve in the church, was standing on the side of the Duke’s castle, dressed in clergyman’s clothes, the long hair of the bridge that could collapse at any time was lifted by the hot wind, and there was a risk of being swallowed at any time.

    There was blood on his cheeks, his eyes were looking at the direction of the church, his eyes were complicated, decisive and cruel.

    The tip of the silver axe dripped drop by drop, dripping blood.

    It looked hideous, but the blood seemed to fall from his arm.

    The Antarctic Star was confused and puzzled for a while, and no matter how much she calculated in her mind, she could not come to the current result.

    …Why?