Chapter 63: Feeding

In this moment, Deng Baoying's hair became tight and his expression became stiff.

He was not controlled by his reason, and the uncontrollable thirst surged up like a wave. How could ordinary fresh flesh and blood compare to the flesh and blood of the gods? He was born from the blood of the gods, and it seemed that he should use the blood of the gods to fill his desires and make up for everything... What he lacked, what he covered up, everything, was in front of him. His

five senses were enhanced to an almost terrifying level. He could even smell the fragrance of the blood flowing in the veins under the neck of the Supreme God.

The surging, full of vitality and power, the boiling, even without taking a deep breath, the breath full of temptation would drown his senses.

The canine teeth on the tongue unconsciously extended and sharpened due to instinct, and the salivary glands secreted a lot of saliva, as if the nerves also reminded him to prepare to enter the state of eating.

"Too close..."

Deng Baoying closed his eyes, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he slowly turned his head away, mumbling: "...Don't get too close, so close."

"?" Fu Jiao paused slightly, then raised her head - yes, due to the height difference, she had to tiptoe and stretch out her arms to hold the other's shoulders.

"What's wrong? Aren't you very hungry? I feel your heartbeat speed has increased, and your physiological functions have been mobilized... Are you shy?"

As she spoke, she slightly untied the snow-white divine clothes, revealing the moist, fragile and soft skin at the neck, which is the best place to bite.

"Don't worry, dear child, I am a god... It is also one of God's responsibilities to take care of and feed my divine family."

The pair of bright and dazzling golden eyes swayed in front of him. Fu Jiao smiled and lowered her eyes, pressed her palm on the back of his head, and pulled him towards her: "Come on? Do you want to try it... You must be very hungry."

"At least, it must be much more filling than the flesh and blood you ate in the cold storage in the middle of the night."

Deng Baoying's pupils trembled slightly.

She was talking about how she had to bypass surveillance and go to the cold storage to replenish her energy in the middle of the night before the false god officially launched the attack due to the fluctuations.

If the Lord God knew about this, then...

he lost control and turned into a beast to block her door, and those secret tricks, those unspeakable privacy...

"——I know everything."

Fu Jiao laughed softly in his ear: "I know everything."

The platinum hair swayed slightly, and the light hugged shadow seemed to close its eyes. Obviously, he was the more aggressive and offensive one, but at this moment, he looked like a controlled beast facing the most experienced tamer.

The slight panic and helplessness were suppressed by another thought at this moment.

What about you.

Do you know... do you know that I love you.

Will you stay for me?

Will you... leave me here?

The Chief Inspector, who was always decisive in killing, did not dare to ask at this moment. He only buried his head in self-deception, feeling the touch and temperature of the other party touching his earlobe.

After a while, he panted quickly, almost venting, like a hidden punishment, revealing his sharp fangs.

The lamp hugged the shadow and turned from defense to offense, lowering his head.

The hateful monster hugged the waist and shoulders of the Supreme God, and the cold, metal-like gryphon wings extended and opened from the tail vertebrae at the same time, gently but unquestionably covering the sky and trapping the existence of the snow-white divine clothing ring, forming a dark, semi-enclosed space.

It doesn't matter.

No matter what the future is like... at least, I have you now.

Absolutely.

——The monster's sharp fangs finally pierced into the god's skin as it wished, sipping his fragrance and sweetness.

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After rushing out of the research institute, the adjutant didn't even dare to let the driver drive.

After summoning the task force to deal with special events, Green drove the airship marked with the Inspectorate and took the team on the optical track.

Several airships drifted crookedly and stopped at the door of the temple. A bunch of armed team members came down and set up guards in front of the temple.

Red and blue police lights flashed, and sirens sounded.

As Green walked into the temple, he hurriedly told the team leader: "Be sure to stay outside and listen to my instructions... If there is any emergency, don't worry about anything else, just rush in with weapons of mass destruction, understand?"

The team leader hesitated and looked back at the team members who were laying high-voltage power grids and interceptors at the entrance of the temple.

"Yes, I understand... So what happened that is worth such a big fight?"

"I don't know." Green showed a little despair.

"..." The team leader took a deep breath, "Then you still..."

The red and blue police lights crackled and the high-voltage power grid flashed continuously. The sky had already turned golden and red twilight, probably the time when the workers got off work.

Green gazed at the sky with melancholy, then lowered his head and looked at the values ​​displayed on his smart computer.

"It's because I don't know that I'm in despair," the snake adjutant took a breath with a distorted face, and reached out to touch the electromagnetic gun equipped on his waist. "You know the mental state of our president. He suddenly came out of the research institute, and the heart rate monitored by the bracelet soared all the way to the abnormal range. Now it has even returned to zero. According to my guess, the president probably broke and lost the smart bracelet made of fine steel again."

"It's the evening rush hour now. If something happens, we'll all be finished..."

"..."

As someone who had also experienced the pirate suppression campaign a few years ago, the captain probably thought of something he shouldn't have thought of, and his face changed slightly.

The two looked at each other at the same time, and then the team leader turned around without hesitation and went to find the team members to lay the interception grid.

The adjutant took a long breath, and with a fearless attitude, he led a group of team members who were armed with guns and heavy explosion-proof shields and walked towards the temple gate.

The temple gate was closed as usual, but Green knew that the president must be inside.

Not only because of the beast-like aura that was even more oppressive than before, but also because in the countless dark nights before, in every drowsy moment when the interrogation or killing was about to get out of control, the president would run out of the treatment room and stay at the feet of the tall, snow-white statue in the main hall of the temple for a while.

An hour, several hours, or even a whole night.

In the months when he was most ill, almost every morning, Green would lead the team to wait silently at the door of the temple.

Therefore, in a sense, the young snake adjutant was also a frequent visitor here.

The pressure from the temple today was thicker and heavier than usual. Even with the information blocking equipment, the heavy and terrifying pressure made it hard for people to breathe. There was even a strange, indescribable sense of satiety. The whole temple was like a nest where some kind of beast rested after eating and drinking.

It was precisely because of this that Green had to prepare for the worst.

Holding the last bit of hope, he took a deep breath again at the door and knocked on the wide door of the temple.

There was a kind of hidden vibration from inside the door, but no clear human voice appeared.

"......"

Green's heart sank into his stomach as if it had been filled with lead. He closed his eyes in despair and grief, and suddenly raised his head.

"No matter! Break the door!!!"

At the same time, in the temple.

Fu Jiao struggled to finally crawl out of the warm and even slightly hot feathers of the half-beast giant griffon, and tried her best to push away the big head that came over to lick her shoulders stickily, and said breathlessly: "Did I hear a knock on the door just now?"

The griffon muttered in a muffled voice, turned over and turned back into a human form, but the big wings were not folded up yet, covering the Supreme God with almost evil fun.

"Did you?" Deng Baoying repeated without any guilt, "No, you heard it wrong."

The big griffon felt that this was not his fault.

He didn't know if all the followers who were fed by the gods were the same as him, but there was no doubt that Deng Baoying now had a psychological reaction similar to over-dependence, especially now that his hunger and thirst were temporarily satisfied and every cell in his body, including his brain, was warm and filled with happiness.

Even though he knew very well that this was only temporary.

As the gods said, newly born followers would have a strong desire for the blood of the gods, and they couldn't drink too much. Excessive sipping would lead to addiction.

Well, they couldn't drink too much. The griffon lowered his eyelashes with regret, and repeatedly recalled the great joy he had just felt in his heart.

Soft, sweet, like a ball of his favorite glutinous rice cake or cream cake that he can play with, with extremely sweet strawberry jam flowing out of it.

He doesn't want to eat it, but it's okay to hold it, chew it, rub it, and smell it.

Deng Baoying felt that his morality was simply too noble, and he changed back to his half-beast form with peace of mind, and directly turned the Supreme God over and pressed him into the warm fur.

Until now.

The monster with a full stomach didn't want to pay attention to other people, and just wanted to concentrate on enjoying the time with the gods. Unfortunately, the Supreme God was not here, and struggled to get out of the feathers, touched his face, and then touched the gilded crown of thorns hanging behind his head.

"No, someone must have been knocking on the door just now. Was it your subordinates?" She looked around vigilantly, "Absolutely not... God's face cannot be looked at directly by humans, it will cause widespread delirium and hallucinations... Are you listening to me?"

Deng Baoying looked down at her, slowly buttoning up his shirt to the top button, and putting on his military jacket neatly.

In his gilded pupils, a hint of innocence was revealed.

"......I heard it," the man said softly, "then what should I do? Are you going to change back to the cub form?"

"I can't change back...I have already gotten rid of that state."

Fu Jiao lowered his head to retract the dazzling divine light, and reluctantly adjusted himself back to a body state suitable for the mortal world. The light and fluttering divine clothes also retracted the holy glow, and looked more like some kind of weirdly cut...bath towel.

Although it was wrapped tightly, it was too thin and could not be shown in front of outsiders.

The Supreme God frowned and was still thinking, and he didn't notice that the corners of the mouth of the lamp hugged the shadow and slowly passed a very secret smile. The griffon's ears trembled slightly, and suddenly took off the military uniform that was still warm, and covered her head with it.

The god was much shorter than the griffon, and was just covered by the military uniform. Before she could react,

"Bang!"

The next second, the temple door suddenly opened.