Chapter 479: . Ex-Pharaoh's Girlfriend (21)

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The ground under the night was silent and empty.
Not far away was a pile of bright bonfires, crackling and burning, occasionally bursting out a few hot red Mars seeds, which gave the night a little more vivid light.
The warm flame and the moonlight overlapped on her face, making her beautiful eyebrows shrouded in illusory light.
She maintained her posture and looked up at the man
He came from the backlight, and the hair in his ear was blown by the wind, like a ray of silver thread, shining and holy.
God ignored the man's help and moan / groan, crossed his body, and then leaned down.
The tall, straight figure knelt beside Lin Lang.
His clean black hair slid down the back, and fell to the ground, covered in filthy blood.
But he didn't care.
"Elizabeth ... my Elizabeth."
He called the name again.
God shivered his palm and wanted to touch her face and touch this real, soft skin.
He thought, just a little bit.
He is not greedy.
Until the temperature came from the palm.
it is true.
It's so warm.
It's really warm.
This is not a nightmare with damaged blood and red, nor is it a simple crushing miss.
He waited too long, so that the feeling of surprise became dull, but the pain was more intense.
God's breath was tight, and there was a dense sense of acupuncture in his chest.
He hurt badly.
Every bone, every drop of blood, hurts all over the body.
It hurts.
The strong pain made him dizzy, and his brain was twisted into a blank.
Fragmented and broken.
He was imprisoned on a huge cross covered with thorns, a handle with a hook and a blade inserted brutally into his eyes, throat, chest, abdomen, thighs, and soles, blood and flesh blurred, and he was on the verge of death. He was frightened by incomparable pain and desperately wanted to escape this suffocating, deadly prison until he saw the rose blooming on the thorn.
She was so beautiful, the fragrance was so striking that she soothed his unbearable pain.
So he no longer wanted to escape, letting the rose thorn pierce into the heart indulgently.
He is willing to feed her with blood and let her drive more amorously.
God restrained the turbulent sentiment.
Can't scare her.
The man said in a low voice, "Welcome ... come back."
Lin Lang saw the joy regained in his eyes.
But what does this have to do with her?
Her ink-colored eyelashes hung down, and she looked gentle and harmless.
God heard her saying, "Don't touch me with your dirty hands."
Then he was sober.
God realized what happened.
The people in front of him are those who have deceived, used, and rejected countless times.
He lured the young girl to steal the forbidden fruit, lost in the beautiful and sinful garden of Eden, but again turned around, trampled her sincerely with no mercy.
She hates him, hates him.
God was silent.
He understood that the excuse was useless because the injury already existed.
"You don't save him?" She said ironically, "A little later, he will say goodbye to this world."
"No. He deserves it." God said calmly.
"Ha ... High priest, what do you want to play with again?" Lin Lang didn't believe him. "Let someone insult me ​​first, and then be a good person?"
The atmosphere was stiff again.
"I ..." His voice lowered and coaxed her frankly, "I didn't expect that you are the reincarnated person I always wanted. I'm sorry, Elizabeth."
Lin Lang twitched her lips, "please remember the high priest, I am Nefertari, the princess of Egypt, not the reincarnated person in your mouth. She must be extremely beautiful, so that the high priest will be affectionate for many years. And I? I It ’s just a noble lady who ca n’t afford the identity of the reincarnation of the high priest. "
She had thorns all over her body, so if she didn't look good, she would pierce her and never let him feel better.
God remains silent.
Later, he unbuttoned the priest's shawl and covered his bare skin.
"Snapped--"
In exchange, she shook it off mercilessly.
She would rather die to death, and never accept the charity of others, especially from the lover of the past.
"Why didn't the idiot come out? Did he die on the slave girl's belly?"
A charming voice came from the outside, asking impatiently.
"Your Highness, don't worry, it's my opinion that the guy in Kuta hasn't been close to the woman for too long. At this time, it is estimated that it will be tossing people up and down." The man said flatly.
The female voice was quiet for a moment, and asked unnaturally, "There seems to be no sound inside, he, he will not kill people?"
Then there was a sound of footsteps.
The curtain was lifted.
The master and servant looked at the scene inside in amazement.
The man half-kneeled, his arms raised, as if pressing something.
There was a man hidden in his arms, still a woman.
Princess Hittite stared at the impeccable white robe attire of the high priest. It was deliberately pulled by the owner, covering the invisible light. Because of the length of the robe, it didn't keep secrets perfectly, but it showed a slender ankle, pale instep, and red nails in the dress. The woman's toes curled up shyly, making everything even more fragrant and exciting.
"... Get out."
God turned his head.
It is a pair of strange silver pupils.
He looked at the uninvited guest indifferently and indifferently.
"Look again, leave your eyes on."
Princess Hittite shivered.
She was angry, she wanted to scream, and when her eyes fell on the corpse at her feet, it seemed that there was a blood-red net slammed into her eyes, and the unknown fear occupied the brain.
A nauseating, vomiting sensation crept into his throat, and Princess Hittite covered her mouth and ran away quickly.
The dropped man stayed in a daze, before he had time to run, and a blood hole appeared on his forehead.
He touched the numb forehead slowly, and blood spewed like a pillar.
"Boom--"
Another body fell.
"It's all right, they didn't see anything."
God stroked Lin Lang's shoulder, his voice was surprisingly soft.
She pursed her lips, but she did not want to respond to him.
God is both annoyed and regretful. If he discovers it earlier, it will not cause the bad results of today.
She resented him, feared him, and refused to approach him.
God sighed, and finally did not force her.
At this moment, in his heart, the guilt for Lin Lang had already reached its peak, so how could she embarrass her?
He stretched out his arms, crossed Lin Lang's waist, and hugged the man firmly, cleverly avoided the patrolling soldiers, and successfully returned to his tent.
As the first priest beside the princess, natural luxury for eating, dressing and living, Lin Lang was placed on a bed covered with layers of feathers. Speaking of the degree of softness, it is naturally not as good as the golden feather bed created by Lord Satan for her, but because of the breath of God, there is a quiet and peaceful atmosphere around it, like sleeping in a soft spring grass, closed You can feel the warm sunshine when you look at it.
"You are tired, take a good sleep."
After breaking away from the status of high priest, those cunning, selfish, and ambitious also seem to be away from God in an instant.
God returned to Lin Lang's most familiar appearance.
The fathers of the gods were gentle and generous, their fingertips were as traceless as the wind, and they flicked the curly hair around her ears.
Lin Lang fell asleep.
God originally wanted to change her to clean clothes, but after thinking about it, she gave up.
He took a soaked veil and wiped the blood from Lin Lang's face and neck, and then held her ankle and wiped the dusty feet with the dust.
This is the first time God has done such a thing for others. The object is still female, and it feels quite strange and satisfying.
He even wiped Lin Lang's toes every few times until he was satisfied.
Late at night, moonlight quietly flows in through the gap.
God sat by the bed, staring down at the person who was resting on his lap.
He took off her hair accessory, and the black hair was satin-like, spreading from his thigh to his feet.
In the distant kingdom of heaven, in his temple of light, she always likes to sit on the first jade platform under the seat of the gods, leaning her waist, leaning her head and arms on his legs, her posture is soft and respectful. Elizabeth had curly hair like seaweed, and her feet grew to her ankles. When she sat down beside the god, her long black pearl-like hair fell from the first layer to the third layer. Like a fairy tale.
Because of the task, he just looked at the angel's clean sleep from afar, and never touched her soft, addictive long hair.
He never even thought that one day he would fall in love with plot characters absurdly.
That was his most sniffy thing.
Why are you so obsessed with Elizabeth?
He couldn't tell.
At first, he just pityed her status and wanted to take care of her properly in addition to the task.
By the time he recovered, the red thread had wrapped him into pupae.
God inserted his hand into Lin Lang's hair and combed it carefully.
The person in his sleep frowned slightly, as if it was unbearable.
God glanced around, picked up the ivory ostrich fan next to it, and flicked gently on the side of her face.
Soon, the wrinkles between her eyebrows disappeared and calmed down.
Because she slept too comfortably, she rubbed her coquettishly on the waist of God.
Only at this time will she be undefended.
God smiled, untiring the jewels around his waist lightly, so as not to scratch her skin.
God didn't sleep all night, he didn't want to close his eyes.
His fingers gently painted the outlines of Lin's facial features.
In the silent night, emotions are always easy to overflow, and God is no exception. He is reflecting on himself.
Suddenly a green light appeared in the room.
It was a lost firefly, and it was a little fat. It wanted to fly out of the tent, but had no choice but to find a way, such as headless flies bumping and making a subtle noise.
It flew towards the bed crookedly, and continued to bump into it halfway.
God heard it, and raised a finger on his lips, making a hush gesture.
The fireflies were dumb and really stopped.
God sent a gust of wind and let it go home.
Because of Lin Lang, his heart seemed to become moist and soft again.
But he can change the present, but cannot recreate the past.
God rubbed Lin Lang's ear tip.
"I'm sorry, Elizabeth, let you see this ... despicable me. I have thought about it countless times, in another strange time and space, how will we meet, maybe at dusk, maybe in the wind Street corner. Of course, these are not important. I just thought that the first time you met me, it should be a gentle, kind, and tolerant man in the world. , We will fall in love at first sight. "
God couldn't help sighing, "I wanted to do this too, but ... it seems to be messed up."
Although possessing a personality, his luck is not good.
"Maybe you can't understand. The long time and waiting have driven me crazy. I do whatever I can to make it worse. I use the simplest but bloodiest means to get all the results I want. I am tired of being disappointed again and again, as if only To stimulate yourself. "
God bent down and kissed her forehead solemnly.
"Fortunately, you have returned, and I do not need to continue to be paranoid. If you love God or a priest, then I will give up war and killing as you wish."
I wish to be your most kind father.
In the eternal growth night, only listen to your prayers.