Chapter 110: Be your god

Love God is hedonism, but can still express understanding, but he should not "happily" himself, resulting in a hegemonic of war, and even bring him Give the pit.
Can still be taken to the Temple of War, probably already predict what will happen next. He decided to turn passive into active, and the mask was uncovered, hooking his neck and blocking his mouth before his volcano erupted.
Sustained his teeth and stood in the temple stiffly, letting him attack his lips. The four are closely attached together, and they shun and shun, and exchange their breath and body fluid with each other.
The body of the tooth gradually softened, holding the waist of the hand in one hand, holding the back of the head in one hand, moving from raw to skilled, enthusiastically responding, and deepening. A heat flow swept through the body, turning into an endless desire to kill the two people's reason.
The clothes on the body were on the ground, but the body was pressed to the wall. Sato again showed his instant squatting skills, and he was able to sneak out of the inconvenient clothes.
It is still too fast to wear a beast leather skirt. The so-called loser does not lose, the teeth are still well-dressed, and he can't be compared.
The tooth is no longer satisfied with the simple lip movement and begins to attack other parts.
Although he is the first time, he has lived for so long, and he is familiar with the matter of making love. The only thing missing is the ability to practice, especially the concept of the foreplay, all by instinct.
The sacred animal skin group did not have any defensive power, and he was directly driven by him, leaving no room for it.
Still looking up, he was interrupted by his next action when he screamed.
The continuous percussion sounded in the temple, accompanied by a heavy gasp, as if in a flame.
Still not to be outdone, trying to keep up with his rhythm, the result is a more intense attack.
Stupid, can still be adjusted in a direction, with a strong infringement from the back.
The enchanting animal skin group blocked the close position of the two people, only to see the skirts ups and downs, looming...
The physical strength of the gods is comparable to that of ordinary people. Their desires are primitive and direct, and enjoy the collision of the body and the soul. The power of the gods surged and swayed around, causing the nearby gods to fall into chaos.
I don't know how long it has been, but I can still sleep in exhaustion. The exhaustion of the gods stems from the consumption of power, but the power of the recently accumulated beliefs is all given to the teeth.
The tooth held his forehead, his face was lazily lying next to him, his fingers stroking back and forth on his back, his eyes moving up on his skin covered with bruises. Gently flipped him, his teeth bent over and kissed his lips, staring at his sleeping face, and the satisfaction and joy in his eyes almost overflowed.
This person belongs to him.
The piece that feels missing is dissolved.
However, he did not forget the guy who tried to get a good shot.
Sato's eyes were sharp, the next one, and the figure disappeared into the temple.
Three days later, the poor Neil was still shackled, lying on the ground straight, covered by fallen leaves, or was there a bug crawling over. Fortunately, this is a wilderness, otherwise I don’t know how many people will be attracted.
At this moment, the air flow swayed, and the tooth immediately appeared in front of Neil, staring at him condescendingly.
"God of War, where did I offend you?" Neil smiled.
"Uno is mine." Sato said five words with a strong possessiveness.
Neil looked surprised: "You and the mask..." He didn't find it, it was unscientific! He is a of love!
"I only said this sentence once again. Let me see you play against Uno next time, don't blame me for being welcome."
Neil’s expression was a little distorted and he asked,
You and the mask did it? Is he voluntary?

"Of course."
"Impossible!" Neil blurted out. "I obviously will be with him..."
Having said that, the voice suddenly stopped, and Neil realized that this thing must not be said, otherwise he would definitely not be able to take it. He felt that the mask was definitely not voluntary because he brought the red line to Itamo. The gods were not easy to be emotional, and the mask could not be affected by the power of the of love, giving up Itamo and turning to the tooth.
More importantly, if he is emotional about Itamo, Neil has a chance to take it, but if it is a of war, he basically has no play! So no matter what, Neil hopes that the object of temptation is Itamo, not the God of War.
"What do you want to say?" Sagna stared at Neil, feeling that he had a problem if he didn't finish it.
"I want to say that without my strength, he probably won't fall in love with you." Neil changed his mouth in time.
"You can manage yourself, and I don't need you to intervene in my business!" Saturn waved his hand, canceled Neil's ban, and then turned and left.
Neil jumped up and moved his hands and feet, and then his body flashed and rushed toward the palace.
He felt that it was necessary to remind Itamo to let him take the initiative, otherwise his man would be taken away...
When I woke up from the slumber, it was already two days later, and when I blinked, I saw that I was sitting around and looking at him.
I can still get up from the bed and find that the strength has recovered a lot, but the traces on the skin have not disappeared. These traces are with the breath of the of war, and I am afraid that they will not be eliminated in three or five days.
When he saw his teeth, he seemed to be in a state of not waking up. He reached out and took him into his arms. He bowed his head on his lips and woke him up.
He could still glance at him, he didn't want to leave a mark on his lips.
"You are jealous of me." The teeth were stern, but the voice was so relaxed.
Isn't this obvious?
"I will allow you to marry me." Sato said again in his incomprehensible tone.
Rare! Can you give him another look.
Perhaps the world's teeth are just just tempted by him, but for Shangke, this man is his lover of several generations, and he is already familiar with it, so he is not constrained in front of him.
Still, under his fiery gaze, he dressed his clothes well, then waved his sleeves and left the Temple of War.
Sato: "..." Perhaps he should be given a ceremonial class, and he seems to have not yet become a from the consciousness.
But I want to think so, but I don't want to restrain him too much. He likes how easy he can be by his side.
At this time, he saw the mask thrown aside, sinking his face, picking up the mask and disappearing into the temple.
I just returned to my courtyard and heard someone calling him: "Uno."
He looked back and saw Itamo, naturally showing him a smile.
Italmo’s expression was awkward and he looked at it with sorrow.
"What's wrong?" It was a good sound, and he raised his hand and felt that he seemed to forget to wear a mask.
I don't know, he just smiled back and brought the impact of Itamo.
Before that, Itamo thought about countless possibilities, but it was not until he really saw the truth under his mask that he realized that his imagination was so boring.
There are many beautiful people in this world, but it is the first time that Itamo is the one who can make people feel happy from their hearts. His eyes, his smile, like a sea of ​​flowers in the sun, bright and bright, full of vitality.
Itamo felt that his heart was beating uncontrollably, and that the feelings of the past were so real at this moment.
The change of faith, but for a moment.
Itamo did not realize it at all. Just at that moment, he had turned from the God of War to the believers.
This change can not only be felt, but also the teeth that came later.
He stared at Itamo coldly, and no one would like any who abandoned his faith. Moreover, his changed faith also carries the love of the acceptable.
The tooth went to the side of Shang Ke, holding his waist in one hand and wearing a mask in one hand.
Itamo’s eyes flashed and he bowed to the teeth.
This mortal is no longer his follower, and his teeth are completely indifferent to his actions.
At the same time, it is still possible to feel that the familiar atmosphere of Itamo is gradually disappearing, and replaced by the power of faith from the evil spirits.
From then on, Itamo is only his benefactor, not a close-knit person with the spirit of war.
The closeness to him is derived from the breath of the of war on his body. When this breath is no longer there, naturally it loses its appeal. Itamo will never know that his love for Shangke has become a reason to alienate him.
Of course, it is still possible to be an ordinary friend, but I know that his mind will not give him this opportunity.
At this moment, Sato suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction. In the clouds, a was peeping at them. When the tooth was seen, the did not evade, but instead looked straight to his sight, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
[Long time no see, God of War. 】 God of War received greetings from the other side.
[Why is there no reason to spy on my territory, Lord of Death? The is actually a of death who is not seen, and is in charge of the of death.
[Curious, don't care. 】 The sight of death slowly moved to the side of the tooth.
Still seemingly aware, just looking over there, but was stabbed behind him.
There was a happy smile on the face of Death: [I did not expect that the deadly enemy more than a thousand years ago has become a friend, oh, exactly, it should be a god. 】
[This matter has nothing to do with you. 】 God of War responded coldly.
[I have no interest in controlling who you are and who is making love. 】 The of death turns to the front, [but the evil spirits must not be your god. 】
[Why? 】
[He is a in the dark field, how can he surrender to the of light? 】 The tone of death reveals murderousness, [God of War, you can enjoy the joy of fish and water with him, but I do not allow you to take him for himself. 】
Sato's anger is soaring: you still want to share with Laozi!