Chapter 56 Chapter 56 "Does it look good?"
The next second, his figure disappeared.
Su Cheng turned around and saw that the heavy fur cloak had fallen down and was draped over her shoulders.
His original intention was probably to cover the curse on his back, but this thing was so big that it covered her entire body from neck to toe.
Su Cheng: "...Thank you, but actually, drawing the curtains is the same."
Kai appeared in the room, looked down at her, reached out to help her adjust the hook position, and made sure that the curse mark on her back was covered.
After taking off his cloak, his shoulders and neck were fully exposed, the muscles on his arms bulged like lava, and his tendons undulated like blue-gray ridges.
The leather wristband has restrained its wild lines, and the metal buckle still has mottled marks.
"Your curse took effect?" he asked softly. "Is it over now?"
Su Cheng nodded, "The color has also darkened."
He nodded slightly, then looked apologetic, his golden eyes shadowed in the dim room. "I'm sorry, I should have come sooner."
Su Cheng just thought he was also wandering around in Miserlos, "No need to apologize, there's nothing wrong with it."
There was nothing wrong with wanting to take a closer look at the ruins; she herself had wandered around in there for a while.
Does she have to ask everyone to stay with her all the time?
Why?
Just because of this curse of cerebral palsy?
Not to mention that he won't die anymore, even if he really does die, it's not their responsibility.
Su Cheng had no such thoughts at all. She quietly walked to the side and put on her clothes. "But speaking of it, that person just now seemed to be——"
“!”
Sasha leaped in from the window angrily, landed nimbly and silently, and looked very unhappy.
"Feel sorry."
He seemed to be trying to suppress his emotions. "Just now I... I felt the presence of, um, an enemy. I thought that guy was nearby."
Su Cheng blinked. "No need to apologize. Then what? Your enemy is not here? Or did he come but ran away?"
"I don't know," the vampire said in some distress, "I didn't find it. Maybe it was just an illusion. How are you? Have you changed your clothes?"
Su Cheng was returning the cloak to the leader. "Yes, it's obvious."
Sasha was silent for a few seconds and took a deep breath. The room was still filled with the aroma of food and wine from downstairs, but some of the smells had faded.
But he still keenly caught a clue, "Are you cursed?"
"Um."
The vampire's beautiful face twisted for a moment, as if he suddenly became angry, but then he suppressed his anger with all his might.
"Well," he gritted his teeth, "it's been a long time."
Before he could finish his words, the door of the room was pushed open again.
Camus looked at the three people in the room, casually brushed off his hood, revealing his slightly messy blond hair, "You——"
Su Cheng was the first to shake his head. "If you want to apologize, forget it."
The blond man looked at her as if she were a fool. "Why should I apologize? Come here and let me see your curse."
Su Cheng: “…”
She walked closer, turned her back to him, and casually lifted the clothes on her back, revealing the faint pattern on her snow-white back.
The blood mage pressed on her back, his fingertips following the undulating contours of her spine down to rest on the thorn patterns extending from the waist.
His magic slowly moved through his flesh and blood.
"Who is it?"
He asked in a low voice, emotionless.
Su Cheng hesitated to speak, "It seems like God——"
For a moment, she felt that the atmosphere in the room became strange.
Su Cheng: "I originally thought he was, um, but I don't know why, I always feel that he is not the person I thought he was, but I always feel that he is a little familiar."
It seemed quieter around.
Su Cheng suspected that he was too calm.
In fact, she has basically accepted certain current situations, even if she made different choices, causing some plot lines to be dropped - for example, the Gawler family was originally an ally of the protagonist, but now they are almost all gone, but even so, some things will not change.
For example, you are destined to be involved with various gods.
The so-called romantic encounter object is not an ordinary passerby.
Su Cheng: "I know it sounds strange, but I don't want to delve into it for now, because there are too many things I don't understand."
For example, why did she get Lin Yun's script and who changed everything.
"Well," Camus nodded slowly, "Your curse is now stable. Did that person, whatever he calls himself, deliberately transfer his fighting spirit to you?"
"No," Su Cheng said uncertainly, "It should have been during our interaction..."
"I see," he interrupted her, "How long?"
Su Cheng looked at the sky and suddenly realized that a long time seemed to have passed. "It's almost the same as the last time we were together—"
Camus threw down her rolled-up skirt a little roughly, as if he didn't like the answer, or the way of answering.
Su Cheng: "I don't know, I didn't check the time! If you really need the answer, go ask the people in town who are planning the bonfire party when the dance show starts, and then we can work it out backwards -"
The blood mage turned around and pushed the door open and went out.
Su Cheng: “…”
Sasha suddenly laughed, and the original gloomy expression was swept away, as if he had watched a good show, "Hahahahahahahahahaha——"
"Isn't it funny?" Su Cheng looked at him expressionlessly. "Hasn't he always been like this? It's not the first day you've known him."
"He's always like this," the vampire said with great amusement. "He behaves strangely at all times, but this scene is still hilarious."
They had a meal after sunrise, bought enough meat for their mounts, and then set off again.
After further improving his control over Dou Qi, the difficulty of sleeping on the dragon eagle's back decreased dramatically.
Moreover, the degree of coordination with World of Warcraft is higher, and the cooperation is more comfortable.
Three days later they landed again, in the lush mountains, dusk enveloped the forest, and a gauze-like mist hung hazily over the lake.
The dragon eagles landed on the lakeside one after another, startling the flocks of water birds beside the reeds. They flapped their colorful wings and flew into the sky screaming.
The four dragon eagles were waiting for the riders to feed them. They looked down on these small snack-like animals, so they didn't try to catch them. They just lowered their heads and drank water.
Su Cheng threw away the last piece of leg bone with meat on it and walked a little further away to wash his face.
The moss-covered pebbles were wet and smooth. She slowly squatted down, and her fingertips touched the rippling water surface. The reflection of the entire mountain forest shattered into millions of sparkling golden pieces.
The pines, cypresses and vines all over the mountain, as well as the peaks lit by the setting sun, all turned into flowing oil paint at this moment.
The warm orange afterglow of dusk faded away, and green spots of light flickered among the bushes, and then shuttled through the water plants by the lake.
Su Cheng tilted his head and looked at the fireflies. Through the flashing swarm of insects, he could vaguely see the figures of his teammates.
Camus was standing under a tree reading a book - I have to say his eyesight must have been very good. It was getting darker and darker around him, and I didn't know how he saw.
Su Cheng was sure that he did not light candles or use any means of lighting.
Sasha's figure stopped by the water, looking up at the dark jungle ahead, as if trying to grasp some information.
The next second, the vampire's figure suddenly sank into the woods and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
It looks like it's going hunting.
After spending so many days with him, Su Cheng has roughly understood that humans are not actually at the top of the vampire's diet.
In its natural and unprocessed state, the blood of many monsters is more delicious than that of humans, just from the taste point of view, and it can also give them more power.
However, there are huge differences between humans due to differences in physique and strength.
“…”
Kai was still standing next to the dragon eagle. The monster lowered its head and made some incomprehensible grunts.
He listened quietly, as if communicating with his mount, occasionally reaching out to touch the dragon eagle's neck and whispering something.
The dragon eagle seemed to understand as well and flapped its wings slightly, as if agreeing with something and looked very happy.
Su Cheng couldn't help but look at him with his chin in his hands.
In the fading twilight, the man's handsome profile appeared particularly profound, and his cold golden eyes were softened by the remaining sunset glow.
He was tall and strong, and had an indescribable aura. Even standing next to the huge monster, he did not seem small.
But that expression is very gentle.
The next second, the black-haired man turned his head thoughtfully and looked at her from afar through the swaying reeds.
Then he smiled at her.
Su Cheng almost couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
Then a dark brown moth darted out from between the branches, the white markings on its wings fading into a shadow, and flew straight into her cheekbone.
Su Cheng didn't want the scales to get into his eyes, so he covered his face with his hands. Suddenly, a dry feeling spread between his fingers, as if he was touching a fuzzy leaf.
Su Cheng: “…”
She quickly squatted down to wash her hands.
The lake water is cool and clear, tadpoles slip through your fingers, and coolness blooms in your palms.
She glanced down casually, only to find her reflection in the water starting to distort.
The world stopped.
Everything receded far into the distance, leaving only the wilderness and forests echoing with the sound of the night wind, the swaying reeds, the dragon eagle drinking water, and myself breathing—
It seemed as if everything had become a false illusion.
The pebbles, fish and algae in the lake also disappeared.
Suddenly, an invisible whirlpool appeared on the water surface, and an inexplicable force grabbed her.
Su Cheng felt himself falling forward.
But she didn't fall into the water, she just seemed to be dragged into another world.
She saw the upside-down palace dome, its rose-patterned gold foil gleaming faintly in the deep water, and its gilded columns inlaid with reliefs of human faces.
Layers of flowing gauze curtains brushed across the ivory floor tiles, and thick carpets with bright brocade were spread out.
Someone was reclining on the emerald couch, her golden curly hair looking like flowing honey. One hand was resting on the side of her face, and the other hand was pulling a few strands of curly hair.
He was wearing a silk robe, the material was almost transparent white, and as it slid down from his shoulders it was like a pool of melted moonlight, piling up at his slender waist.
Then it slid down, revealing taut thighs, round knees, slender calves, and a single ankle adorned with an emerald bead necklace.
This body was like a sculpture washed by moonlight, every inch of muscle and bone was shiny white, without a single flaw.
Then--
Su Cheng saw his face clearly.
His face was delicate and beautiful, like a rose in the morning dew, with a hint of drunken blush on his snowy cheeks and two teardrop-shaped turquoise stones hanging by his ears.
The color of the eyebrows is slightly darker than the hair, like two crescent moons specially drawn with gold powder, extending long to the temples.
The thick golden eyelashes trembled, shading the dark green eyes in the shadows.
Dark lines bloomed on the iris, like the densest treetops in a midsummer forest, filled with moist green before a thunderstorm.
There was a sharp, disturbing malice surging in it.
His nose was high and narrow, but the tip of his nose was slightly tilted in a wayward way. His lips were full and bright red, and there was a tiny depression in the center of his lower lip, as if someone had pinched it with a fingernail.
Su Cheng could hardly control himself and couldn't stop staring at him.
Moreover, her seemingly rude behavior not only did not anger the other party, but seemed to make him happy.
The blond man raised the corner of his lips slightly, "Does it look good?"
Su Cheng nodded subconsciously.
Although she didn't understand what was happening, the question was definitely yes.
“Hmm—”
The man looked at her with his chin propped up.
His fingers were long and slender, all painted a translucent apple green, like new spring buds frozen in ice, and the broken diamonds stacked on his nails shone like stars.
The blond man raised an eyebrow slightly, "Compared to Lukesara?"
Su Cheng took a breath and finally found his voice, "...You look good."
The God of Lust is indeed very beautiful, but that kind of beauty gives people the feeling that it is more of arousing lust and physical impulses.
Judging from the exquisite and beautiful appearance alone, it seems that this one really wins.
In terms of height and physique, the blond man was slightly thinner, and there was a kind of exquisite beauty between his eyebrows and eyes.
It's like some precious bird that was born to live in a golden cage.
"Compared to...?"
The blond man's lips moved slightly, and he uttered a name with complex and obscure syllables.
Su Cheng couldn't repeat the name, but the moment he heard it, he understood that it was referring to the God of Joy.
Su Cheng: "I didn't see His face! Besides, who would have the time to look at what He looks like in front of Him? I would have been so happy that I lost my mind."
The blond man was amused by her and let out a clear and pleasant laugh, "Hahahahahaha you're right, I forgot--"
His eyes moved, and his rich blue eyes stared at her, "What if it is compared to Cesia?"
Su Cheng was stunned.
Is he talking about the God of Purity?
During her brief moment of daze, the smile on the blond man's face quickly faded and his eyes immediately became gloomy.
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