Chu Ci blinked.
Suddenly raised his hand.
The white fingertips slid across his chest and gently passed over his neck.
Jiang Misen's Adam's apple rolled uncomfortably.
Then the chin was slightly lifted by the thin white finger.
Chu Ci leaned on him, her little face slightly closer, her big green eyes slightly narrowed.
In an instant, it brought out a bewitching and evil aura.
That kind of atmosphere, with a hint of gloom in its holiness, almost makes people want to shatter all the rationality in their hearts.
He hasn't gotten over that emotion yet.
Then I heard Chu Ci speak slowly.
"You want to help me get the power of faith...? Do you believe in me?"
The voice was still soft, but this sentence carried a bit of divine power. However, because the power of the god of love was gentle and tolerant, it would not make people feel uncomfortable, and even made people want to get closer. However, it was also a bit holy, and people did not dare to touch it easily.
The ungodly human being who had never had any faith raised his hand, fiercely pulled off that strand of holiness, and pulled it into his arms.
Like the god of death from hell, the aura that prevented others from prying around was like a sharp sickle. He used his long fingers to exert a little force and held the little girl in his arms, almost wanting to completely cover her with the huge black cloak.
Bad and selfish, wanting to monopolize the beauty that seems to belong to this world.
His voice was a little hoarse and vicious.
"No."
He has no faith.
He also has no faith.
If he had faith, he wouldn't have wanted to clip her wings and trap her in his arms; if he had faith, he wouldn't have wanted to get rid of all the gods who knew of her existence, leaving him alone as the last lonely god; if he had faith - he wouldn't have had so many thoughts of pulling her down from the altar and having her be with him from now on.
He never had any faith, he just wanted to have her.
Horrible but real.
Chu Ci was suddenly pressed into his arms.
The fabric of his robe was soft and had a cool air.
The hand on the back of her head was quite strong, holding her tightly in his embrace.
Why does it feel like he's about to turn evil?
Chu Ci tilted her head.
What did she do to make him turn evil?
Stop imagining this and let me show you how powerful she is.
"So—"
The little girl was held in his arms, and that trace of divine power disappeared completely, and then she spoke.
"That was a long time ago."
Jiang Misen paused, with a daze in his eyes, and slowly relaxed his strength.
Chu Ci propped herself up again, tilted her head to look at him, and laughed.
"Haven't you heard that the God of Love has already fallen? I've long since vanished from the perspectives of those gods. I'm different from them. I don't need to use the power of faith. The power of faith only serves as a supplementary force for me. Even a human with a lot of faith would feel this way."
"you--"
Jiang Misen frowned, obviously remembering the few records about the god of love in the book. However, because this person was standing right in front of him, he didn't realize that they were probably all true.
If it is true——then the various things that Chuci encountered over the past thousands of years——
The young magician clenched his hands.
But then he heard the black-haired, blue-eyed god chuckle and speak.
"So, I won't leave you."
"Jiang Misen's love value +5, currently 91."
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