Taming the Dark Lord

The windows of the palace are bright and clean, and the sun is warm.

In such an environment, Amelia felt a heartfelt chill, like a needle-pointed cold light, which filled the whole space with murderous aura.

He... is angry?

As soon as this consciousness rose, Amelia saw a white light flashing before her eyes before she could do anything.

The waist was empty.

The money bag fell into the hands of the dark god.

His slender and thin hand bones burst out, and he held the cloth bag tightly with a mighty force, with the cruel intention of crushing the chicken cub.

"Chi!" The chicken cried in pain, his head struggling, his round eyes looked at the god who was wearing his skin, and there was a bright mockery in his eyes.

Haha, black dog, I didn't expect you to have this day too.Pretending to be me here, the saint still likes me more.

did you see it?I'm the genuine one, you pretend to be your mother here.

"...So it was you." The Dark God's pupils shrank, and He recognized this ugly and pretentious trash.

It turned out to be the God of Light who was turned into a chicken cub by Him.

It is really bold and reckless to dare to snatch things with him after becoming this trash appearance.But pinching Him to death with this humiliating appearance seemed to be a good choice.

Dark God's eyes were dark, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his fingers slowly tightened.There was a cracking sound of bones under the palm.

The chicken cub squeaked in pain, and also sneered in his heart, turning his head decisively... for protection.

"Tweet, twee..." The chicken cub made that milky, tender and crisp sound again, and his tearful eyes looked back, accusing the Dark God of atrocities against him.

"Wait!" Amelia finally reacted, opening her eyes wide: "You...know?"

"Don't you know?" The dark god raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile, "This is..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered that he was still wearing the disguise of the God of Light, and he gave an impatient squeeze. He threw away the pinched chicken cub and raised the repeatedly used money bag with one hand.

The black and red flames rose without wind, the tongue of fire licked the fine patterns on the surface of the cloth, and a little bit of black smoke lit up, and the money bag and those memories were buried in the hot flames and turned to ashes.

The anger of the Dark God finally calmed down a bit. He was irritable, possessive and strong. If something was snatched by others, and it was stained with a strange smell, he would rather destroy it completely.

This is true for money bags, and so are people.

The dark god looked dangerous and looked at the saint who was kneeling on the ground.

She didn't know what was going on at this time, her eyes were ignorant, and she looked at the screaming chicken cub on the ground with a little pity, but she didn't have the true feelings of seeing him before.

Once upon a time, the saint looked at the dark elf with a smile in her eyes, and occasionally caught the flames of anger, but she was very close, like the white flowers blooming tenderly around her, and now she looked at the chicken cubs by a layer. The appearance of the thick barriers is very different.

Very good, she is still loyal.

The anger of the dark god dissipated all at once, and he glanced at the chicken cub Guangming god with an expression that looked calm but in fact very subtle.

Then stretched out his fingers, wrapped a gold thread around the chicken cub's neck and hung it under the eaves, like an active wind chime.

"Don't let him down." The Dark God warned.He was rarely uncomfortable. Facing the saint who still had feelings for him, his mind was a little confused, and he suddenly forgot the torture methods in his mind.

Amelia nodded silently, her face down.

Just don't talk to Him.

The sun poured down on the girl's beautiful side face, and a sweet dimple appeared on the pursed lips, which looked vaguely like a smile.

The Dark God glanced at random, his eyes paused, and a moment later he snorted rather angrily, said nothing, and waved his sleeve away angrily.

Amelia was unsure, so she was relieved.She raised her head and looked at the back of the god.

If Alfonso was there, he would definitely be able to see something wrong in her expression.

If Amelia sees the chicken cubs with a barrier, then when she sees Alfonso, it is with a mountain.

It's still an iceberg, the kind that can't melt.

As she walked away, Amelia walked up to Wind Chime, poked her head, "What's your situation?"

The language is tired.

Amelia: I said I can't pick things up and come back, look!Sure enough, something happened.

The chicken cub let out a dying cry.

Guang's heart was very bitter, and he was about to succeed in becoming a pet. Who knew that the dog of the Dark God suddenly appeared and destroyed his great situation.

Now the following questioned the skeptical look at the saint. After a moment, his eyes closed, and he fainted.

Hikari: I don't know anything, I'm just a helpless and poor little chicken, coo.

Amelia: "..."

Eyelids are still shaking, what pretend to be.

Amelia squinted and said: "If you don't say yes, you don't care if you don't say, you can hang it here and dry it."

What do you say, do you say that I just want to take away your light god?And now I am approaching you to take away you?

The light wasn't stupid, he simply pretended not to understand, and he pretended to be pathetic.

Different from the arrogant and conceited dark gods, the light gods had studied the human psychology in depth many years ago in order to get more faith.As far as he knows, human females are always soft-hearted and deceive, especially for young babies and animals.

He is now a cub and an animal, and is seriously injured. No matter how cold the saint is, he should be shaken?And they get along for so long, there must be affection, the saint will not ignore him.

Guang was confident, looking at the saint's expression from the gap in his eyes.

Seeing the saint sneer, she turned around sharply, and walked out of the palace extremely fast and without hesitation.

Light (Erkang hand):!!wait wait wait!

After that, the god did not appear for several days.

Amelia sent away Debra who was going to the border with a smile, and Rita who was sent to the country with a smile, she didn't give up at all and even smiled happily.

The dark god frowned more and more in the dark.

He suddenly found that his evaluation of the saint was wrong.She is not so gentle and kind on the surface, willing to pay for others, it is almost impossible to use other people to force her to collapse.

Especially when she has no parents, and only these few people are the only friends who have a better relationship, she is invincible, has no weakness on the outside, and has a strong heart as iron.

The saint was far more indifferent and unkind than He thought.

A scene suddenly appeared before Alfonso's eyes.

It was when he had just picked him up, the saint moved a small bench and sat on the side of his bed, bowing her head and anointing him.She was gentle and careful, even if she suspected that he was not a good person, she still took care of the strange elves that she picked up.

why?Why are you so good to the dark elves you picked up?They have different positions and opposing identities. If she is really indifferent, she should be taken directly back to the heresy court to eliminate the possibility of her regaining her memory, otherwise she would not face the situation like this now.

Why is the saint who is so indifferent to her friends so good to him?

Alfonso could not understand before, but after a long time, he suddenly understood the feelings of the saint.

She seemed to really like Him.

The kind that others like better than others.

Realizing this, the Dark God suddenly wanted to see the look that the saint showed when she woke up and found that he was not there.

He stared at the smiling face of the saint for a long time, his fingertips twitched the line of fate, and a short scene appeared before his eyes.

In the endless darkness, the saint stood alone in the carriage.There seemed to be a breath of divine blood remaining in the small space, but the ruthless god had already waved away.

The saint looked at the ridiculous black book, she gritted her teeth and breathed desperately, suppressing the complex emotions, her eye circles were still shamelessly red, and Ling Ling was glowing.

Those eyes that were always smiling seemed to be broken, torn apart, and all over the floor.

Ah, this is the look of the saint's collapse that He has been looking for for a long time.

Next, he should kill her and completely wipe out her influence on him.

The Dark God thought this way, his body stiffened, as if he had lost all his strength, his eyes looked at the water in her eyes, and he couldn't look away for a long time.

It was clear that the heart was empty, but there was still a burst of continuous and prolonged throbbing pain.This pain is even more unacceptable than the pain caused by crushing the heart.

He wanted to kiss those eyes, put all the broken things back together, or even take the initiative to bite her ears, whatever, as long as he could make her laugh again.

But when He stretched out his hand and touched that piece of nothingness, everything disappeared immediately, replaced by a saint with a perfunctory expression in the distance and ice in her eyes.

She hadn't smiled at him in a long time.

Not even willing to look up at Him.

The Dark God looked at her in silence for a long time, and finally reluctantly admitted that he had been captured by humans.Although she was small, humble, and weak enough to be defeated with a single finger, she was the most disdainful and hated human being.

What a shameful love this is for the gods, the dark gods are ashamed to admit it, but at the moment when they are about to lose it, the panic from nowhere grabs every nerve of him and forces him to tell the truth.

He has long been fascinated by the saint and cannot extricate himself.

"?" Amelia felt a little hairy all over, turned her head and glanced, there was no one, and then turned her head suspiciously.

Rita asked her: "What's the matter?"

Amelia shook her head and laughed: "I've inquired about it for you. The environment there is good. Although it's a little behind, the scenery is good."

Alas, Amelia would want to go with Rita if it were not for the Pope’s crown.Recluse in the countryside, this was exactly her goal at the beginning, but she didn't expect that the matter was actually completed by Rita first.

Amelia strangled her wrist.

Rita nodded disappointedly.She is an ambitious person, but her identity is flawed, she can't get a chance for promotion, she has lost another arm, can no longer fight for the religion, and has to spend her life in the country.

Debra was very happy. Although the border was dangerous, it was also full of opportunities. As long as she could get more combat exploits, she could offset her guilt of colluding with the presiding judge. This was an opportunity for her.

If you are lucky, you might be able to find a bishop. The chief dare not count on it. The bishop can still do it.Debra was full of confidence.

After seeing them off, Amelia turned and went home.She opened the door, a ray of golden sunlight came in, and the god who had not seen for many days was waiting for her by the window.

He is dressed in the disguise of a god of light, with long golden hair pouring down like warm sun, and cold silver eyes, like snow that never melts on a mountain.

The god sits in the sun, the whole person is like ice and snow, not as beautiful as a real person.

"I'm back?" The deity is still very dogged, and Zhang Junmei's face is stinking, and he said, "Slowly die."