What else could Xiu Xiu say?
Xiu Xiu huddled behind the leaves with a wronged look on his face, absorbing the power of the world with a grunt, hoping that he could quickly return to his original appearance, so that perhaps his master would suddenly remember who he was when he saw him.
Xiu Xiu stopped talking, and Si Qi slowly regained his composure and continued to handle his official duties.
The changes caused by the transfer of the divine source were still very obvious. First of all, his strength declined, and his strength, physique, and suppression of pollution became much weaker. He was more affected by the taboo (Xiu Xiu) than before; secondly, Chu Feng's ability was significantly improved, and his running speed and suppression of taboos were visibly improved.
The more obvious change is that the executors who used to flock to Chu Feng did not show a fanatical attitude after seeing Chu Feng yesterday. Instead, they felt... According to the executors themselves, after seeing Chu Feng, they felt like they saw Si Qi.
Awe, respect, worship, fear... They wanted to get close but did not dare to get close.
Si Qi had to sigh at the ability of the Mirror of Truth to know everything. As expected, compared to other sealed objects, handing over the Divine Source to Chu Feng was the best solution. No other sealed object could be more suitable for Chu Feng's situation than the Divine Source. The effect was immediate.
Xiuxiu whispered: [Master, this is because the source of the gods is one of the five powers left by the gods... When the Lord God only obtained two powers, these humans who were polluted by the evil gods coveted the Lord God who had not yet grown up, and greedily tried to devour him, trying to eliminate the Lord God who was a threat to the evil gods in the bud. But now that the Lord God has slowly grown up, the executors who were polluted by the power of the evil gods, seeing the Lord God, are like the people who have transferred their nationality seeing their motherland that is constantly rising, and their hearts are full of admiration and fear...]
Si Qi's indifferent face: [...]
What a mess.
Xiu Xiu habitually flatters: [Of course, Master, you are different from those superficial guys outside~ Master and Lord God are soul mates. No matter which world they go to, they will always remember each other at first sight. So even if you are seriously polluted, Lord God's influence on you is stronger than any executor. The instinct from the depths of your soul can also allow you to suppress the desire to possess and devour, leaving only the most simple love]
Si Qi: [……] The style of this taboo object is really incompatible with other taboo objects. The personality is too weird.
Cowardly, timid, likes to flatter, likes to pretend to be pitiful and cute...
so...
let him pity you.
Damn, can't think like that.
Si Qi kept a straight face, ignored the flattery and flattery, and opened the next urgent intelligence in his hand.
——The All-Knowing Church noticed Chu Feng's abnormality, and the evil god issued a decree requiring all-out efforts to eliminate this future threat
——The strength of the Temple Army Commander was damaged, and it was a good time to destroy him
——The gavel appeared in the hands of the church believer "God Punisher", and several red-clothed gods appeared beside him, which seemed to be a trap
. Heh
. Si Qi sneered and closed the information.
He has many capable subordinates, and these subordinates can always send him a steady stream of useful reports.
Si Qi knew that the All-Knowing Church was special in nature and could know many things, and he also expected them to take action.
But so what.
Igor's account has not been settled yet, and he is just about to go and cause trouble for the Church of Omniscience.
Half a month later, on the outskirts of the imperial capital.
On the deserted plain, nearly a hundred executors and believers of the Church of Omniscience engaged in a fierce exchange of fire.
Today's situation is more dangerous than ever.
Chu Feng was obviously targeted by a group of believers. Dozens of people collectively besieged him alone. The endless taboos restrained the many seals on his body. It was obviously a long-planned plan.
There were many executors and believers who fell beside him. Many of them could not get a good rest even if they turned into corpses. They were twisted by strange forces into monsters that polluted the mind and crawled on the ground. The scene was more terrifying than the purgatory in the myth.
Si Qi protected Chu Feng and exerted all his strength. However, when he exerted his strength to the extreme, it was still easy for people to see that his strength was obviously much lower than before.
This Yuxi undoubtedly made him a key assassination target for the believers. They had been afraid of Si Qi for too many years and there was no way they were willing to give up the opportunity in front of them.
Killing Si Qi would surely free the church from its shackles and move into a more free and prosperous situation.
Chu Xun was in crisis and soon noticed the changes in Si Qi, and he was very worried.
He was afraid that Si Qi would encounter some danger to save him. Under extreme pressure, the power in his body suddenly burst out, and he forcibly shattered the taboos one by one amid the unbelievable roars of the believers, just like when he first met Si Qi, the taboo that could not be heard, seen, or felt was forcibly shattered by the monster.
This is the power of the gods of this world, which can destroy any external pollution, but those present do not know it.
They are shocked that Chu Feng is indeed a threat to the evil god, and he actually has the power to destroy holy objects (taboo objects), and they are furious.
This group of crazy believers not only do not care about the survival of mankind, but also do not care about their own life and death at all. They are determined to kill Chu Feng completely. They are even willing to sacrifice their souls and bodies for this, in exchange for a trace of the evil god's will. The threat caused by just a trace of the evil god's will is enough to scare countless people.
Si Qi's battle situation was equally tense. He faced endless troubles with a cold face, and faced the high-intensity battles that he could only handle in the past with a body that had lost half its strength. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a man taking out a small wooden hammer.
In an instant, the monster behind him let out a monstrous roar. Chu Feng couldn't help but glance at Si Qi in a hurry, but saw that Si Qi was rushing towards someone in the distance without caring about anything. The monster behind him suddenly grew to a height of four or five floors. It looked ferocious and terrifying, and let out a deafening roar, as if it was completely enraged.
Chu Feng was unable to rush over to stop him, so he saw with his own eyes how terrifying Si Qi was when he was completely out of control.
Facing the endless stream of death and murder, Si Qi did not have the slightest avoidance or fear that a normal person should have. He used his body as the sharpest weapon, and single-handedly dealt with the attacks of several red-robed gods around him at the same time.
The most exhilarating violent aesthetics in the world was born. Blood and limbs flew in the air, which made people feel a kind of intoxication from the bottom of their hearts. Adrenaline soared wildly and blood kept boiling. Just watching it was exciting and exciting.
Even though the believers holding the gavel knew that the leader of the Temple Knights had always protected their shortcomings, they deliberately used the power of the gavel's rules to hang the life of the "honest man" and lure Si Qi into the trap.
He knew that with Si Qi's arrogance, he would step into it even if his strength dropped sharply and even if he saw that it was a trap. At this time, he would use death to teach him what regret is.
But who knew that the weakened legion leader was still far more powerful than they imagined. He hurriedly dodged the killing god and shouted, "Tell me your weakness!"
This voice might make some uninformed people feel puzzled and think that the other party was talking nonsense.
However, Si Qi, who was enveloped by this power, could clearly feel the name of the person surging wildly in his mind. He kept repeating it over and over again, and it sounded deafening, making his throat itchy. He had an irresistible desire to tell the other party the name of that person!
However, Si Qi, who was used to all kinds of weird attacks, did not stop in the face of this situation. After approaching quickly, the sword flashed before his eyes, and the guy holding the gavel fell to the ground with his arm and the seal. The moment the scream rang out, the strong feeling that had just repeatedly arisen in Si Qi's mind disappeared instantly.
Igor used to think that there were only two ways to avoid the inquiry of the gavel of truth, one was to die, and the other was to bear the cost and lie.
In fact, there is a third way, that is, in the ten seconds before the gavel is about to take effect, kill the guy holding the gavel, or take the gavel back, and all problems will not exist.
Si Qi kicked the broken hand and kicked the object to the deputy army commander who was recovering from his injuries.
The deputy army commander knew what Si Qi meant and did not touch the seal itself. He took the object across his arm and put it into the container.
The believer whose hand was broken looked pale. He tore a piece of cloth from the canopy and tied it to the broken arm. He said to Si Qi who was approaching step by step: "Master army commander, it is an honor to meet you."
Si Qi did not respond. He ignored this guy and swung his sword to chop off the head of a red-clothed messenger next to him. The corpse staggered and fell, and he stepped on it.
The blood splattered on his mask, making his dangerous and sharp aura even more terrifying.
The man opposite him seemed to be unaware of the danger, and his tone was as enthusiastic as ever: "Before I knew we were going to encircle you, I had already written my will. I have no resistance to death, but there are some things I hope you can listen to! Your soul is more evil and pure than any believer, why don't you throw yourself into the arms of my God! He will definitely give you the supreme status and give you invincible power in the new world! As long as you are willing to join us, we can dedicate everything to you..."
This guy who almost killed Igor himself and became the inducement for the entire assassination seemed to be very optimistic about Si Qi's "evil soul" and thought he was particularly qualified to become a saint. After being caught, he tried his best to persuade Si Qi.
Si Qi pretended not to hear him and knocked him out.
Before the man fainted, he looked at Si Qi with eyes full of regret and admiration, muttering to himself: "What a good carrier..."
He took away the gavel, controlled the believer, and saved Igor's life. Having accomplished the biggest goal in his heart, Si Qi breathed a sigh of relief. The string that he had been holding on to until now broke, and the pollution that rushed in swept through Si Qi's brain, plunging him into a sea of chaos.
Hiding in Si Qi's consciousness space, Xiu Xiu hugged himself uneasily.
As a system tied to Si Qi, he could see any picture that Si Qi could see and feel Si Qi's emotions at the moment.
The picture was full of death, blood, and malice, just like a fantasy picture of hell drawn by the most crazy painter, without even a trace of rationality and humanity.
The emotion turned the timid Xiu Xiu into a turtle, hugging his little blanket (the leaves of the world tree) tightly and trembling. It was the first time for him to encounter Si Qi in such a state of loss of control, and he had no idea what to do.
But what made him relieved was that not long after that, the Lord God came to Si Qi's side. At this time, Si Qi was irrationally grabbing the believers who had already turned into corpses and throwing them around, venting his emotions and strength crazily.
Chu Xun was worried that Si Qi would hurt himself if he continued like this, so he stepped forward to stop Si Qi. However, the next second, Si Qi grabbed him by the collar and pressed him to the ground. The demon behind him roared at him angrily. His ferocious appearance frightened all the injured executors in the scene into silence.
Chu Feng: "Wake up!"
The heavy breathing sounded like a beast above Chu Feng's head, and the grim eyes looking at Chu Feng easily reminded people of the demon.
The members next to him tried their best to reduce their presence and did not dare to attract Si Qi's attention at this time.
As a member who was also contaminated by the will of the evil god, they knew better than anyone that when reason lost control, giving him space to calm down alone was the only solution. Persuasion, comfort and suppression would lead to more serious consequences.
Chu Feng, who had never had such troubles before, would react subconsciously, and even wanted to wake Si Qi at this time.
Si Qi threw him out fiercely, and the monster's huge wings flapped behind it, and the canopy representing wings flew up without wind, lifting Si Qi's body and flying away from this place.
"Every time the captain lost control, he would find a place to vent his emotions. He was much easier to deal with than other guys who lost control." The deputy army captain came over, pulled Chu Feng up from the ground, and said to Chu Feng with experience: "Either use up all your strength to destroy the surrounding land, or find someone to vent your emotions. You were taken away by the captain the first time you met him, so you should know what he would do, right?"
After all, Chu Feng was a "charismatic person" that everyone loved. Now that he was in the captain's hands, could the captain hold back when he lost control of his emotions?
Anyway, the deputy army captain didn't believe it.
Seeing the deputy army commander making faces at him, Chu Feng's face darkened, and he brushed off the dust on his body and stood up: "Have you seen it?"
Deputy commander: "No one has seen it yet, but I have seen many mountains and plains that will not be destroyed."
It was just like the world after a natural disaster,
and it was enough to make people's scalps numb. If there was no large-scale destruction of a certain place, the deputy commander reasonably inferred that Si Qi had vented his anger on someone, otherwise how could he control such a violent emotion?
Chu Feng ignored the deputy army commander's jokes and went straight to the point, "Why has the commander's power weakened? Why did it happen like that just now?"
Even if the Church of Omniscience had provoked him time and again, and the commander had been specifically trying to beat them to death during this period, he wouldn't be as impulsive as he was just now.
The deputy army commander avoided the topic of weakening the power and said, "Before you joined the army, the commander had a capable assistant who had been with the commander for a long time. He was a very good person. If something happened to him, many people in the army would be sad. Not long ago, he almost died, and his body was broken into more than 20 pieces and sent to us by the Omniscient Church... Of course, this was not a provocation, and they would not dare to provoke. It's just that if they want to save the other party, they must find the seal he holds. That group of believers deliberately used the seal to provoke the commander, threatened the commander with that person's life, and tried to set a trap to kill him. You know that the commander's character has always been protective..."
Chu Feng listened to the explanation with a dark face. He could understand it intellectually, but he couldn't accept it psychologically.
But even if he was dissatisfied, he couldn't tell Si Qi. After all, whether Si Qi would listen or not was not mentioned for the time being, and the people ran away.
After Si Qi left, the deputy army commander and Chu Feng stayed to clean up the aftermath. The noise caused by this battle was too loud, and the whole imperial capital could hear it. The army sent by the king would arrive soon. They had to collect some things that were inconvenient for ordinary people to see and would cause large-scale mental pollution before that. There were many things to do.
It was not until after ten o'clock in the evening that the exhausted Chu Feng returned to the Marquis' villa.
Walking into the hall, Chu Feng heard the extremely intense and passionate piano music coming from above his head. Thinking that it should be the fake young master playing to maintain Si Qi's persona, Chu Feng wondered why he was playing the piano so late. It was not
until he walked back to the room that the piano sound stopped abruptly in the middle.
Chu Feng realized belatedly that something was wrong.
Then, before he could figure out anything, a gust of wind blew in from the window, and a dark fog swept across Chu Feng's vision, making him a blind man in this brightly lit room.
Chu Feng didn't expect that Si Qi, who was supposed to vent his emotions outside, would be here: "Tuan--"
As soon as he uttered the first word, his body was pressed hard on the thick carpet.
His body was lying on the ground, his arms were clasped behind his back, and his clothes were forced to pull up because of the movement, revealing a thin waist. His skin touched the cold air and felt a chill that chilled him to the bone.
Chu Feng realized something in an instant, and he shouted subconsciously: "What? Don't!"
Chu Feng struggled hard, feeling the man's hot body temperature on his back, his face flushed: "Didn't you say you wouldn't do that to me--!"
Obviously, Si Qi could control himself when his physique was like that before, but now he has lost his appeal... This is too bad!
Si Qi was breathing heavily, and the demon behind him was roaring crazily, the roar sounded like an irrational beast, and Chu Feng's heart was shaking.
It was over, Si Qi was really out of control, and he still hadn't recovered. Why did he go home knowing this? !
Chu Feng was fully aware of the difference in strength between himself and the man in front of him, and he felt a sense of despair. He didn't hate Si Qi, but he hated the feeling of being forced. Probably no one could tolerate encountering such a thing.
"Please, don't do this..." Chu Feng struggled on the ground with all his strength, and Si Qi grabbed his twitching arm roughly, causing him to let out a low cry of pain. Leaning down, the fluffy head buried in Chu Feng's shoulder, the warm and soft touch stroked, licked, and gently bit his skin.
Chu Feng's body kept shaking, and broken sounds came out of his mouth.
"Don't..."
"That's too much..."
"..." Maybe his emotions had a little effect, or maybe Si Qi had long been accustomed to occasionally regaining a bit of rationality in such an out-of-control situation. Si Qi loosened his palm, and his head hit the edge of the bed next to him with a loud "bang", trying to knock himself out.
Chu Feng turned his head blankly, and through the thick black fog, he vaguely saw the scene of Si Qi mutilating himself. One of his hands consciously wanted to reach out to stop him, but stopped in mid-air. He was a little afraid to touch Si Qi again, for fear of aggravating his stimulation.
Si Qi fell into madness again, smashing everything in sight in the house, but avoiding Chu Feng, who was the most attractive to him.
Not knowing what the fake young master outside did, Chu Feng hurriedly heard his voice instructing others, and then no matter how terrifying the sound in the guest room was, no one came here.
Chu Feng could see that Si Qi was in pain.
He didn't know how many times he had endured such pain over the years.
Sitting next to him and watching for more than ten minutes, this scene was heartbreaking enough. Chu Feng's pale face gradually regained some vitality, and he was in an indescribable mood, as if his soul was floating in the sky. He numbly and coldly controlled his body, and faced everything with reason.
He stood up slowly, and with his stiff body, he hugged Si Qi, who was scalding.
Restraining the fear in his heart, he said with a trembling voice: "Don't do this, don't hurt yourself, I can't bear to see you like this... just, just this time..."
After joining the legion, Chu Feng had experienced a lot of blood and sweat, and injuries were commonplace. This time, even if it would hurt a little, it would probably be nothing.
After what happened, forgetting about him was better than Si Qi really losing control and committing suicide.
He... he was not really unwilling.
Si Qi's heavy breathing rang in Chu Feng's ears. His eyes rolled back, and he obviously lost his mind. He threw Chu Feng on the bed and tore off his clothes.
Even though Chu Feng was mentally prepared, he couldn't control his body's instinctive reaction.
He trembled, his muscles were stiff, and when his legs were lifted, his whole body twitched and he shrank back uncontrollably.
Si Qi didn't chase him, but just knelt quietly on the bed with his head down. His well-behaved appearance seemed a little aggrieved, like a lone wolf licking his wound alone.
Chu Feng's face turned ashen, and after a long while, he forced himself to crawl towards Si Qi, constantly telling himself that it was nothing, it was nothing.
He closed his eyes, bit his lips, and after his body was touched, the discomfort deep in his soul came out. Chu Feng's face turned pale, and his limbs became more and more stiff.
Si Qi was intoxicated by Chu Feng's embrace at first, but he was intoxicated for a long time, but Chu Feng didn't react at all. He vaguely found that Chu Feng was not right, and slowly stopped.
He finally felt Chu Feng's unwillingness from his behavior.
His heart was full of anger, and he was teased and rejected repeatedly. Even Si Qi was about to explode with that anger.
But he couldn't bear to hurt this person and forcibly possess him regardless of anything.
He lowered his head and licked the physiological tears at the corner of Chu Feng's eyes like an animal, as if to comfort him, telling him not to be afraid, I won't hurt you.
The monster behind him was dissatisfied with Si Qi's slow stop again, and he got angry and mad, then gave up the struggle as if he had given up, turned his back to Si Qi, and shut himself up.
Si Qi endured it for a while, but as time passed, he couldn't stand it anymore.
Crazy and unbearable emotions filled his mind, and he gasped a few times, not wanting Chu Feng to see his wolfish appearance. A piece of cloth was torn off to tie up Chu Feng's eyes, making his hearing and perception more sensitive. Chu Feng, who could not see clearly to begin with, subconsciously raised his ears to listen to every slight movement around him.
Then, a scene that had been replayed once and deeply imprinted in Si Qi's mind emerged in his mind, like a perfect reminder that gave him a solution.
He grabbed Chu Feng's hand and placed it behind him.
Chu Feng lay on the bed with his pupils suddenly contracted. He "looked" at the always strong and overbearing army commander in disbelief. He obviously didn't think that the other party was willing to compromise to this point - his hand was pressed there, and he didn't dare to move at all, nor did he have the courage to have such an idea. The army commander
looked at him for a long time without responding. He was a little reluctant to compromise again, so he could only bite his lip and force himself to restrain his shame and think of a way out.
But he, who was used to having all the initiative, obviously didn't know how to torture himself. He was looking for ways on Chu Feng in a wolfish and impatient manner, and his helpless look was really pitiful.
The feeling of being wronged and weak, as if a proud king was willing to put down his dignity and submit to you for your sake, made Chu Feng's heart beat wildly, and his blood boiled due to the stimulation of everything in the darkness.
He stretched out his hand uncontrollably, groped and pressed it on Si Qi's shoulder, as if he was tempted by the devil. He
slowly raised his body, put his lips on the other's white and rosy neck, and attached his body to it.
In the room lit by the lights, the dark fog surged and swelled, revealing not even a trace of light.
As the emotions became more and more tense, the black mist boiled and rose uncontrollably, becoming more and more intense and out of control.
The monster entrenched in the center of the room lay on the ground limply, its golden eyes narrowed in enjoyment, and its tail unconsciously curled up, as if an invisible hand was stroking down along its spine, causing it to emit an extremely pleasant low moan from its throat.
...
Si Qi felt very comfortable.
Of course it was a little painful at first, but even if it was painful, it was extremely refreshing when the emotions wanted to be vented.
Later, it was only refreshing.
I don't know how long the chaotic time lasted. When I came to my senses, I didn't have time to open the window and it was hit by the leaky window. The sunlight outside was dazzling. Si Qi was sitting on Chu Feng, and even though he had lost his mind, he still had a strong desire for control. He pressed his palm on Chu Feng's chest and refused to let him get up.
Now that he was a little more sober and fully understood what he had done, Si Qi suddenly didn't know how to continue.
Chu Feng made an impatient sound, and urged in a hoarse voice: "Captain..."
His tone was full of desire and longing.
Si Qi couldn't stand Chu Feng like this, he had always liked this person very much.
This made his body more sensitive, and he moved uncontrollably, causing the man under him to let out a long, unconscious moan, and "stare" at him more lovingly, with his rosy face full of lingering affection and extreme enjoyment.
Si Qi was a little annoyed. He had never planned to go this far with Chu Feng. It was too fast.
And somehow in the chaos, he ended up in a lower position. Si Qi was very dissatisfied with this, but thinking that this was compensation for Chu Feng's "victimization", Si Qi gritted his teeth and endured it.
He stood up, and the unavoidable friction stimulated his legs so much that he trembled slightly, and he almost couldn't stand.
Chu Feng's face showed confusion, and he raised his hand to hold Si Qi and wanted to continue.
Si Qi's expression changed several times, and he suddenly remembered something, and said with gritted teeth: "This time it was an accident, you know."
Chu Feng's expression was empty, as if he had given his true heart but was thrown away casually: "What..."
Si Qi frowned and shook off Chu Feng's hand: "Stay away from me next time at this time!"
Chu Feng's face turned pale in an instant.
Si Qi didn't dare to face Chu Feng at this time, he felt a little guilty.
At the same time, of course, he also couldn't stop the anger, glared at Chu Feng: "Aren't you together with the young master of the Marquis's family? You treat him like this!"
Chu Feng: "…………"
Huh?
Author's words:
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Shura scene that may appear:
Poor 47 is about to cry: "Brother Chu, what's the matter with the red mark on your neck? You obviously have me but you did that kind of thing with others, wuwuwuwu..."
Chu Feng: "..."
I have it so hard.
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47: It is impossible to be exposed, it is impossible to be exposed in this life, only by wearing a mask and pretending to be a military commander can you barely maintain your face.
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