Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

The two greeted each other, and the prayer continued as usual.

The statues in the temple stand erect, but they seem to be a little more angry than usual.

"Are you sure Leo's king has gone back?" Shen Chun asked.

"Yes, I went there. Although the place is very poor, it is said that their king brought back a lot of food, so that they can plant trees in exchange for it." Mi Ke said half-kneeling in front of Shen Chun.

It seems that the gods did not take the ring back directly, but exchanged it for gold coins, which means that they have met each other.

Allowing him to take the gold coins back meant that Leo's affairs had been torn open.

As for whether sparks have been sparked, judging from the way the gods returned his ring and paid Er for him, Ernest may be more interested in him than Aroy.

"Please take a trip." Shen Chun stretched out his hand to support Mick and said.

"No trouble, anyway, I'm bored in the Holy See, so I might as well go out and run more." Mick stood up with his strength, stepped back hurriedly and smiled, "Don't get your fingers dirty."

"No, Mike is a very kind person, so why would the gods care about the appearance of a kind person." Shen Chun laughed.

Mick blushed a little from his praise, scratched his hair and said, "Really?"

"Mike, where have you been?!" Earl's voice came, stopping the conversation here.

"Chief Knight, I went out to help the Holy Son. I should have asked Doma to tell you." Mi Ke nodded at Shen Chun, turned and ran over.

Er frowned, and he looked at Shen Chun and said, "Your Excellency, Holy Son, the paladins are not in your deployment, please behave yourself."

"No, no, I'm going by myself." Mick explained.

Shen Chun smiled and said, "Okay."

There was no haze in his smile at all, Er looked at him deeply, his brows were tightened, and in the end he could only stride away holding Mick by the back of the neck.

What Shen Chun thought was that the knight commander might have to sleep in the wild again tonight.

As Shen Chun expected, Er was covered in grass again in the early morning of the second day, and walked past the temple with an angry face, exuding the aura of disturbing death all over his body.

The attendants didn't dare to speak, and Betty also covered her mouth, her eyes were full of surprise, only Shen Chun had a deep smile in her eyes, and asked, "Commander Er Er, what's wrong with you?"

Er's gaze turned around, and when he saw Shen Chun's innocent face, he drew out his sword, rushed over amidst the exclamation of the crowd, and slashed the sword towards Shen Chun.

"Be careful!" Betty exclaimed.

Shen Chun didn't move, the sword's momentum remained unchanged, but it landed firmly on his head.

Betty breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the result, she was about to faint, and then was supported by the attendant next to her.

"Is that you?" Er asked looking at the calm young man in front of him.

Compared to not reacting, he believed that the person in front of him was not afraid of him really chopping.

Even among the holy knights, there was not a single one who could stand still in front of his sword.

This is not the disposition that an ordinary teenager should have.

"No." Shen Chun raised his eyes, looked at the sword above his head, stretched out his hand to push it away, and said, "But I can foresee that you will be worse tomorrow than this morning."

Er's face twisted for a moment, he raised his hand and retracted the sword, looked at Shen Chun and said, "No matter what it is, I can catch it."

"Er, you are so rude!" Betty looked at him and said, "You are disrespecting the gods."

Er clenched the hilt of his sword, lowered his head and muttered, "Does Lev really have gods?"

"What?" Betty asked.

"Sorry." Earl bowed, turned and strode away.

"You!" Betty's chest heaved, obviously very angry.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to get angry for such a person. It is well known that the knight commander of Orr has a bad temper, but it is also true that he is powerful. Even the Pope thinks highly of him." The attendant on the side was worried. road.

"Betty, don't get angry and spoil yourself." Shen Chun laughed.

Betty calmed down, frowned and said, "Aren't you angry about things like that?"

"No, if I am angry, then he will be the one who is happy. This is the temple. Promise me and pray to the gods with a happy mood?" Shen Chun laughed.

"Okay." Betty softened her eyebrows and took a deep breath.

The daytime of the Holy See is as peaceful and full of brilliance as ever, and the night full of moonlight, the Holy See is still quiet and peaceful. However, as night falls today, the moon in the sky is approaching everything, and all the light is covered by thick clouds .

Except for the candlelight inside the temple, the Holy See was completely submerged in darkness.

When Betty woke up, it was very dark outside. She got up and lit the candle. When she wanted to pour water, she found that the water in the jug was sweet honey water. Drinking this kind of water not only did not quench her thirst, but made her throat even drier. .

The attendants were already asleep, and Betty picked up the candlestick and went out, wanting to find some water where the kitchen was, but when she walked to a corner, she heard some small sounds.

Turning her pace, Betty walked towards that place. The deeper she walked, the louder her voice became. There would be all kinds of myths and legends in the Holy See. Out of curiosity, he silently prayed to the gods and continued walking forward.

At the end of the passage was another right turn. Betty took a deep breath and turned her head. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the light at the end of the passage. She leaned over and looked in through the crack of the door listening to the sound. , but his eyes widened when he saw what was inside.

A young and beautiful nun sits in the arms of Bishop Morris, who is naked from the upper body, with her skirt uncovered. The hat she usually wears is removed, and her beautiful hair is scattered. She is not as dignified and holy as usual, but as if possessed by the devil. Body.

"Oh, Jean, you are the most beautiful angel, no one can match you." Bishop Morris said while holding her waist.

"Qin is the most beautiful goddess, a masterpiece trained by us. Unlike these girls, they are too young." Another bishop who was drinking wine with his chest open said.

The wine was half drunk and half poured, and it spilled on the face and body of the young nun who was lying on the ground, wet and filthy.

"No, virgins are the rarest ones. When they wake up, they cry and have to accept their fate. The way they enjoy it in the end is the most exciting." Bishop Myron picked up a young nun with her eyes closed.

Betty took a deep breath when she saw the nun's face, because the girl entered the Holy See on the same day as her, her breathing was trembling constantly, and Betty didn't notice that her candlestick hit the door.

"Who's outside?!" Bishop Myron looked at the door, dropped the nun in his hand, and strode outside.

Betty backed away in a hurry, but her hands and feet were numb. She could only watch helplessly as someone approached the door quickly. When her heart was about to stop suddenly, someone grabbed her waist, and the scream she wanted to exit was covered by a hand. Stop, the person has been pulled to the side of the corner.

She looked at the person who was covering her mouth with the unextinguished candle on the floor, and her eyes widened when she saw those blue eyes.

"Shh." Shen Chun put his hand on his lips to signal her to silence.

Betty was trembling all over, but nodded, and was pushed behind him.

The wooden door in the depths of the passage had been slammed open, and the heavy body of Bishop Myron came out, even striding towards the passage.

Betty stood behind Shen Chun. The boy's body was still a little thin, but he was much taller than her. Standing here at this moment, he felt more secure than those knights.

"Oh, which cutie broke the secret here." Bishop Myron kicked the candlestick and walked towards the place where the shadow fell, his voice full of confidence.

Betty pulled Shen Chun's arm, but didn't pull it, and Bishop Melon had already turned around. Betty closed her eyes and prayed to the gods, but she didn't hear the other party's voice, but heard something like something had gone somewhere. , followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

She tried to open her eyes, but she was covered by one hand, her body was turned around, and a boy's voice came from behind: "Betty, go forward from here, don't look back, what happened tonight is as if you have never seen it before." , go back to sleep and forget what happened tonight."

His voice was soft but gentle. The relit candlestick was handed to him by that hand, and Betty reached out to take it. She was gently pushed on the back, breathed slightly, and could only walk forward: "Christo..."

"Don't look back." Shen Chun said.

Betty bit her lip and left. Shen Chun didn't turn her head until her back disappeared, looked at Myron who was lying in a pool of blood, and cut off his head with the sword in his hand.

Blood sprayed onto the wall, Shen Chun stepped over the corpse and walked towards the door.

"Myron, who is it? Have you solved it?" Morris looked over when he heard the movement, and his eyes widened when he saw the boy's figure. "Why are you? Myron..."

His voice stopped abruptly when he saw the sword in the boy's hand, several bishops who were holding the young nun looked over one after another, and they all looked at Shen Chun in disbelief.

"Christo, what did you do?" a bishop said with a trembling voice.

"Punish the sinful and filthy people for the gods." Shen Chun stepped into the room, blood was still dripping from his sword, his face still looked like an angel, but the light in his eyes made the hearts of several people tremble.

"No, the gods allow such things to exist." Morris pushed the nun in his arms down and said, holding the hilt of the sword beside him.

"Really?" Shen Chun tilted his head, reached out and closed the door behind him.

"Yes!" Morris clenched his sword, pulled it out fiercely and slashed at Shen Chun, but the fierce light in his eyes lightly blocked the sword that he had swung with all his strength when the sword he raised with one arm Time turned to astonishment.

"It's impossible..." Morris' eyes widened to the extreme, but the next moment his sword was blocked, and the next moment his sight flew out.

With just one sword strike, Morris, who was still alive just now, had his head and body separated, and he fell into a pool of blood in a daze. The blood flowed everywhere, and the nun screamed.

"No, please don't kill me! She seduced me, she seduced me to betray the gods!" A bishop panicked and pulled Qin's hair, blocking her in front of her and said, "She is the embodiment of debauchery, she made me These girls took the medicine and brought them here! Christo, the gods don't like children with blood on their hands."

"So I was very careful, not a single drop of blood got on me." Shen Chun waved his sword.

The screams did not utter a few times, and several bishops had already fallen to the ground.

The smell of blood was everywhere, and the nun's face was already pale, and she didn't dare to scream again: "Christo...Your Excellency, I was coerced by them."

"Qin, I heard your invitation to some girls during the day, and you enthusiastically invited them to drink the honey water you brewed." Shen Chun looked down at her and smiled.

In the bloody water, the sword in his hand was dripping blood continuously, but there was no trace of blood on his body, just like a beautiful and dangerous angel standing in hell.

"If I don't do this, they will kill me." Qin looked at Shen Chun with pitiful eyes, "I don't want to be what I am now, they made me like this... It's them!"

"So you want to make these children like you?" Shen Chun asked with a smile.

Qin was speechless, and stuck her neck and said: "I have no choice, they will become like this sooner or later, no one can escape, accepting is better than resisting, this Holy See is already filthy, you kill me, kill me They, but the remaining children are still hard to escape, this kingdom, this Holy See is rotten! I just want to live..."

Shen Chun swung the sword, Qin trembled all over, but found that the boy just shook off the blood on the sword, and then threw the sword in front of her: "You choose your own path."

"What?" Jean asked, looking up at him.

"Do what you want." Shen Chun stepped over the corpse, walked to the door and opened the door. The moment he closed the door, he heard the sound of the sword sinking into the flesh from the room. Again.

"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell!"

"They're all dead! They're all dead to me!"

Shen Chun walked out from the passage, the cloud covering the moon slowly dispersed, revealing some light and shadow, Shen Chun stood still, and when he saw the girl sitting on the steps with a candlestick beside her, she said: "Waiting for me? "

"En." Betty responded, picked up the candlestick and stood up.

When she turned around, Shen Chun's pupils shrank slightly, and she stepped forward and said, "Go back quickly, it's very cold at night, and you'll get sick if you stay for a long time."

The girl raised her head, and candle flames danced in her emerald green eyes, which was as seductive as a flame in broken ice. She grabbed Shen Chun's shoulders, slightly raised her heels, and moved towards Shen Chun.

"Your Excellency Betty, I'm not interested in women." Shen Chun pressed her shoulder and smiled, "Please go back."

"Then why save me?" Betty said with some coldness in her voice, "You are very good to me."

"I'm very kind to all kind people." Shen Chun flicked her forehead with his fingers, and said with unconcealable astonishment in his eyes, "But it doesn't mean I like you."

Helping is just a matter of convenience. When things happen in front of his eyes, he is willing to follow his own heart to help, that's all.

Betty looked at him with tight lips: "Homosexuals will be burned to death in the Holy See."

"That's just a rule made by humans. Gods never think that the same sex is dirty. According to some stories I've read, gods can even have children with cows. This is not limited to the same sex." Shen Chun supported her. Pushing his shoulders, "Go back quickly, if you are sick, I can only take care of you instead of praying to the gods."

Betty's body stiffened for a moment, and she took a step to leave.

【Betty likes you? ] 521 asked.

[That's Ernest. 】Shen Chun laughed.

521 once again felt that he was useless, not as sensitive as the host: [What is it like for a god to be a girl? 】

[Well, this is a question worth pondering. 】Shen Chun clicked his tongue and was a little interested,【If you have a chance in the future, you can ask. 】

【Does he like you? 】521 asked again.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be specially turned into a girl to get close to the host.

[Maybe, but it is more likely that I ran into something of interest. 】Shen Chun laughed.

Because it is special, he will be interested, but how long can such interest last? If he can, he would rather the gods have no interest in him, so that his task will be completed more smoothly.

[Oh...] 521 said.

It felt that in order to be close to the host, it would rather experience the feeling of becoming a girl, so it must like it very much.

But the host's sense is more sensitive than the system, I believe the host is right.

The moon was setting and the sun was rising again. On this day, the Holy See was awakened not by the sound of bells, but by the sound of screams.

It was so sharp that it was hard to ignore, everyone surrounded it, and the paladins also rushed over, all of them were pale with horror from the spreading blood.

"What happened?" Er hurried over, and his face darkened after hearing the report from the paladin who entered the passage, "Seal the entire Holy See to protect the safety of the Pope!"

The entire Holy See was blocked, and the corpses were carried out one after another. Each of them had no head, and each of them was cut into pieces. The bodies were equally thick, and it was impossible to identify whose head was whose head.

"My God!" A nun fainted when she saw the blood.

"This is too cruel. Which devil killed the believers of the gods in the Holy See!"

"Chief Knight, there are a few nuns who have been drugged and haven't woken up." Mick came out to report in a hurry, with a grim expression on his face. "Jin is also inside. She was naked and was..."

Er's face darkened fiercely: "Take him out and settle him down, put something on the piano cover, and don't spread the matter."

"This kind of thing can't be stopped." Mick frowned.

"Then block it as hard as you can," Er said.

"What happened?" Shen Chun's voice came from the side.

The attendant stopped him and said, "Your Excellency, Son, please don't get close to it, it will pollute your eyes."

"It's okay." Shen Chun walked closer, and when he saw those bloody scenes, a trace of compassion flashed in his eyes, and he put his hands together and prayed, "It's really tragic, I hope the gods will bless you."

Let them go to hell.

The young man's arrival provided a breath of fresh air here. Er's gaze was fixed on Shen Chun's body a little deep. His fingers stroked the hilt of the sword. When he grasped it tightly, he met the young man's smiling eyes, which were full of Smiling, but what Er felt was full of provocation.

He was proud that he had deceived everyone with the appearance of such an angel, and no one would believe that such a young man would kill those bishops who were much taller and stronger than him, even if they were full of fat.

But how did he do it?

Even though Bishop Myron wasn't strong, Bishop Morris's swordsmanship couldn't be easily blocked by Mick.

Er let go of the hilt of his sword, and when all the corpses had been removed, he said, "I will inform the Pope about this matter, and don't discuss it casually until the result comes out."

His words were resounding, as if they smelt blood, all the people present fell silent.

The pope's bedroom is very gorgeous and luxurious, filled with all kinds of luxurious decorations, it is full, giving people the feeling that there is almost nowhere to stay.

The Pope sat on the throne and looked down at Erdao: "Er, you must be responsible for the deaths of Maurice and Myron."

"Yes." Er half kneeled and said.

"You are the best child and the best lion of the Holy See. Go and find out the man who slaughtered the priests of the Holy See at will. His existence will make me sleepless." The Pope said, "I should even be thankful for myself last night. Go to that banquet, otherwise I might be one more person who fell in a pool of blood."

Er lowered his head and clenched his teeth: "Yes."

"My dear Er, for the long-term existence of this country, for your family to not suffer from the war, and for not to return to that dirty slum, you must work hard for it." The Pope kindly said Said.

"Yes." Er said.

When Shen Chun passed by the promenade, he saw a pigeon staying on it. The snow-white feathers were like clouds. He walked over and tried to stretch out his hand. The pigeon landed on his finger. The black eyes looked very cute .

"What a beautiful pigeon." Shen Chun patted its head.

"Gululu." The pigeon called twice, jumped on his arm twice, and jumped onto his shoulder, "Gululu."

"Okay, I got it." Shen Chun patted his head and walked forward, stopping in front of the sword that suddenly stopped. If the sword was an inch closer, his throat might be cut.

"Who the hell are you?" Er's voice came from the hilt of the sword.

Shen Chun glanced sideways, fingers still stroking the pigeon, as if what was on his neck was not a sword, but a flower: "Christo."

"Gino." Er said in a deep voice, "I sent someone to the Kingdom of Lola. You are a child from a small village. Your name is Gino, but you are completely different from what I found."

Gino is a poor child, while the boy in front of him behaves like a noble royal family.

"You mean I killed him and replaced him?" Shen Chun smiled and raised the corners of his lips.

"Isn't it? You are the incarnation of the devil!" Er said in a deep voice.

The light in Shen Chun's eyes became slightly colder, and he moved forward with a smile, completely ignoring the edge of the sword on his neck, Er quickly retracted his sword, but he pushed him closer.

The boy's stature was not as good as his, but when he met his eyes, Er felt like he was being looked down upon.

"Then what are you who are helping the Holy See?" Shen Chun looked at him and said.

Er tightened his fingers, swallowed, and said with a low smile, "I'm also a devil."

He had already sold his heart to the devil, and he would never be able to redeem his sins in his life, but this world is already dark, and even the bright Holy See is extremely filthy, so where can there be light?

"You are not afraid of retribution." Shen Chun took a step back and said.

"Yes, because there are no gods in this world." Er sneered, "Don't you believe it, Your Excellency Son, if there are gods in this world, why doesn't he punish those evil people?"

"Chief knight, moral kidnapping is not a good habit. If you say it like this, I can also ask you why you don't punish those evil people?" Shen Chun smiled, "With your ability, you should be able to kill those evil people easily. Evil man, after all, you once tamed a lion with your bare hands."

"That's because..." Er blurted out to speak, but stopped abruptly, "You won't understand."

"Then how can you guarantee that you understand gods?" Shen Chun said, "He created human beings, but that doesn't mean he should be responsible for every action of human beings, does it?"

Earl clenched his hands tightly, his face a bit embarrassed and embarrassing: "That's right, I shifted my responsibility to others."

He used this to make excuses for his actions, but in fact he was the real sinner.

"Leave the Holy See." Earl looked at Shen Chun and said, "Don't try to kill anyone. If you kill one, there will be a new replacement. If you can't kill cleanly, and you stay here, when you On the day when you become an adult, you will be sacrificed to the gods, you should understand the meaning of sacrifice."

The meaning of sacrifice has many layers, but the key point of sacrifice is sacrifice.

Shen Chun looked at him without saying a word.

"Take Betty and get out of here. With your ability, you can escape the pursuit of the Holy See." Er said.

Human nature is very complicated, there is a good side, there will be a sinful side.

Merits and demerits do not balance each other, and those who will be punished are sinful and unforgivable.

"I won't leave here." Shen Chun grabbed his sword hilt, threw it into his sheath and said, "The crime will not end, but it will decrease with the killing. As long as someone dares to do it, I will do it." Kill, you just need to stay aside and watch carefully."

His words were very soft, but the pigeon standing on his shoulder flapped its wings and flew into the distance in a panic.

Shen Chun turned and left, leaving only Er still in the shadows, not leaving for a long time.

He seemed to be temporarily forgiven, saving his life to see the end of this battle.

This bloody case finally came to an end with Qin as the murderer, because the drug ingredients were found in the bodies of those priests.

The nun killed the bishop, no matter how covered up such a thing is, it will spread widely, but the fact in it has been smeared as a matter of money, and even exaggerated the filth and filth of Qin, so that her body was burned to death do.

"Dirty souls should go to hell forever." The Pope stood in front of the fire, watching the flames engulfing the bodies.

"Yes." Betty clenched her hands, her face pale.

"Yes." Shen Chun said as he watched the figure disappear in the flames.

It is also difficult to judge Qin's fault. Even if she is alive, she must spend her whole life to make amends. It is also a relief to die decisively.

This evil and filthy world should indeed be cleaned up.

Qin's death seemed to settle all tensions, and the mood of the people was appeased. They were willing to believe in the sanctity of the Holy See again. However, three days later, the murder of the clergy in the tavern room made this matter overturned again. out.

Not only did they call prostitutes, they even beat those poor and innocent girls with whips, and then poured alcohol on them.

The blood seeped through the wooden floor and fell drop by drop. When it was discovered, the whole tavern was in chaos, and the news spread at a speed that the Holy See could not control at all.

"Who the hell is that person!" The pope threw the cup in his hand at Er, and his whole body was expressing fury, "Er, do you want your sister to stop taking the medicine and die in pain?"

"No!" Er looked up at him and said, "We can't find any trace of each other, this may be the punishment of the gods!"

"Impossible! The gods don't care about such things at all. He only needs tribute, and he can continue to bless the world with only tribute." The pope said sharply, "Er, I will give you another chance. Don't let me down, think about your sister, your poor mother, she was once broken by your father and wants to protect you, find that person, Er!"

The bowstring outside the window was pulled up, Shen Chun looked at the figure inside the window, and suddenly let go of the arrow.

The arrow feather passed through the glass, and before Err subconsciously reacted, it had already passed through the Pope's chest.

The pope seemed a little unbelievable, but fell down helplessly.

A white dove landed on Shen Chun's bowstring. Shen Chun looked into its ice-gray eyes, touched its head and said, "Actually, what the Pope said is true. The gods will not protect a specific person." People, ah!"

His hand was pecked by the pigeon.

Shen Chun looked at the slight pit on his finger, raised his hand and picked up the pigeon and said with a smile, "Suddenly I want to eat roasted pigeon."

"You're really fearless." The pigeon didn't struggle when he held it in his hand, but opened its mouth and said.

It was a man's deep voice, which was cold and ruthless, but it sounded good in the night.

"The pigeon has become fine." Shen Chun let go of his grip, watching the pigeon whose wings were restrained fall vertically, disappearing in mid-air, and on the side of the tree trunk where Shen Chun was standing, a man suddenly appeared appeared there.

He is tall, wearing a white-gold robe, inlaid with bright gemstones, which outlines a thin waistline, and long golden hair winding down, each of which has a sense of beauty, and the most praised It was his eyes, the color of ice gray, as if containing crushed ice, without the slightest emotion, but they were really beautiful enough.

[Host, great beauty! ] 521 said.

The kind of beauty who can be rated directly as ten!

[Little cutie, calm down. 】Shen Chun laughed.

"Are all the pigeons looking so good-looking now?" Shen Chun looked at the figure that suddenly appeared and asked with a smile.

Er rushed out of the room and looked for people everywhere. The room was already in chaos, but no one had noticed the tree trunk covered by the heavy shade.

"You really think I'm a pigeon?" Ernest began.

His voice had a very special charm, Shen Chun put the bowstring behind his back and said with a smile: "Maybe, what does it have to do with me, see you later."

He was about to jump from behind the tree, but Ernest grabbed his wrist.

Shen Chun lowered his eyes to look there, then raised his head and said, "Do you want to expose me? Because I killed your Pope?"

"No." Ernest said, he grabbed Shen Chun's wrist and pulled him up the tree again. Before the paladins rushed here, Shen Chun disappeared from here.

When it reappeared, it was on top of the spire of the Holy See, and below it was the timing clock. The two of them were embracing each other when standing on the spire. Only Ernest's feet stood on the spire. Tighten his waist.

"I didn't mean to take advantage of you." Shen Chun hugged his waist tightly and smiled, "The place you chose is not right."

"That's how you lost me just now," Ernest said, looking him in the eyes.

The light in Shen Chun's eyes turned for a while and smiled: "Do you want to throw me down too?"

"Yes." Ernest expected panic to be seen on his face.

But no, not at all.

"If it makes you happy, I can jump down by myself." Shen Chun let go of the hand holding his waist, and then broke away the hand that Ernest was holding, and vertically jumped from the top of the tower in his astonished expression. fell down.

Ernest rushed over subconsciously, but when he arrived, he saw the young man hanging on the side of the tower with the bow behind him, jumped in along the window, and landed safely.

"You're crazy." Ernest fell beside him and said in a deep voice, "If you don't catch it, you will really die."

"I'll catch it." Shen Chun smiled, "It's like you can save yourself if you fall in the air, are you happier now?"

Ernest was only depressed, not happy at all. He had nowhere to do anything to Christo.

Because his every move is trying to draw a line.

"When did you know my identity?" Ernest asked standing beside him.

"The float parade, or earlier." Shen Chun laughed.

A one-time relationship should not be enough for the gods to return his ring on purpose, that is, a little earlier, Shen Chun sorted out all the people he met when he came to this world, not even letting go of the bear, Finally locked on to the kid standing outside his carriage drooling over his bread.

"You can see through, why?" Ernest looked at him with some doubts.

He was indeed puzzled, because the young man's body and soul were perfectly compatible, but his character and force were so unexpected. Being able to possess such insight was not a soul he could create.

"Because eyes can't lie." Shen Chun turned his eyes, looked into his eyes and said with a smile, "Your eyes are the eyes of a god."

Cold and even a little mechanismless, he is indifferent and equal to everything in the world, and is for the gods.

But there are no real gods in the world, even in the original world. They have hearts and feelings, and cannot be gods. After all, they are all human beings.

The one next to him is only a god that exists in this world, within the scope of people's cognition, because he really controls everything here.

"Your heart is against me," Ernest said, looking him in the eyes.

"Yes." Shen Chun replied without hesitation, "I don't agree with you wasting time on me."

Even if the other party looks very perfect, he didn't intend to provoke him.

It is not a god as defined by him, but the other party is indeed immortal. If you provoke humans, it will waste time and energy.

If after his death, the other party readily forgets about it, it would be better not to start coming at the beginning, because there is no need.

If the other party is in love, it will inevitably hurt, and it is unnecessary.

And if the other party is willing to prolong his life, even at the expense of his own body, then it is completely unnecessary.

[Host, don't you like this type? 】521 asked curiously.

[No, I really like it. 】Shen Chun laughed.

[Then why? ] 521 is even more confused.

Shen Chun smiled and said: [Because the other party is 1, forcing 1 to 0 is immoral. 】

521: [But...]

You have been immoral many times, and each time it was locked in a small black room for quite a long time.

[That's because it can be crushed by force. 】Shen Chun helplessly explained, 【This is really unbeatable. 】

The opponent is completely his favorite, and the thought of being able to blaspheme the gods is enough to make his heart excited, but being unable to beat is a very important reason.

Even if he knows the weakness of the gods, he doesn't do that kind of thing. If he can't be crushed, he will be crushed. If he provokes him, if the models of the two parties don't match, it will be very difficult to break up.

521: 【...Does this mean cowardly? 】

【Admit it when you should admit it. Being strong is not a good thing. 】Shen Chun said.

He is pure 1, whether physically or psychologically, he can't accept the way I'm doing.

He refused so simply that Ernest felt a dull feeling at that moment, and he even felt unwilling: "Why?"

"Because I'm only in the upper position." Shen Chun smiled, "You don't look like a lower-ranking person