The tall mahogany temple stands on the top of the mountain. The red female warrior leads Xiao's character, who is all green, into the gate of the temple and introduces him as he walks.
"I am the first divine messenger born on our island. I presided over the construction of this temple on the orders of my god. Therefore, I became the temple's blessing. You can call me Sister Honglan from now on."
"elder sister?"
Xiao's character was a little confused. He didn't know why this woman asked him to call him that. Could it be that she was attracted by his handsome face? He subconsciously touched his blue face and secretly guessed.
"It's also my fault that I haven't introduced you to it. After becoming a divine envoy, all the things we used to do as mortals have been abandoned by us. This new life is a gift from our god and has nothing to do with our mortal parents anymore. Therefore, the four hundred people under my god's command are
Multiple divine envoys are always called brother and sister, and the day you become an envoy is the day you are reborn, so you must call me sister."
Honglan turned around and introduced their relationship to Xiao's character. As she spoke, against the firelight, the horn on her forehead, her peach-like eyes, and the slender fangs exposed in her lips were all perfectly in line with Xiao's character's current aesthetic.
He was obsessed with it.
"Character Xiao has met Sister Honglan. From now on, I will serve my god wholeheartedly in the temple, so I need to ask Sister to take care of me."
"I have already said that when you become a divine messenger, you have to abandon all the past. Naturally, your name will also need to be changed. Among divine messengers, women take red as their surname, and men take green as their surname. You should also choose a new name for yourself.
Well, when you meet the other brothers in the hall later, you can’t introduce the old names again.”
Du Kang, who was hiding outside the temple, felt the admiration and possessiveness emerging from the depths of his heart through the visual scene of Xiao's character, and was somewhat unable to understand these rampant aesthetics.
In his eyes, this Honglan is seven feet tall. Although she has a charming appearance and a plump and strong figure, the color of her skin, the horns on her face, and the fangs are too exotic. He doesn't know why Xiao's character likes this appearance.
"I have to meet a new student today, and my sister told me about the name change, so I wanted to choose a name related to my sister. My sister's name is Honglan. Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum are both the Four Gentlemen. My new name will be Qingzhu."
The character Xiao... no, what Qingzhu said was extremely naive. He just had to write the words "I'm interested in you" on his face. This method of picking up girls directly shocked Du Kang who was behind him, but he thought of confessing to himself.
Despite the task, I continued to watch the live broadcast with great interest.
"Qingzhu? What a good name. My brother's name really touches my sister's heart."
Honglan looked at Qingzhu carefully from top to bottom. Her strong body was no different from other rampant soldiers, but her green face could still vaguely see the heroic appearance of the past, which made her feel a little confused.
hot.
The warm firelight from the burning whale oil candle illuminated the road in front of the temple as brightly as daylight, causing the shadows of the two people to completely shrink to the soles of their feet. She did not notice that Xiao's character had no shadow.
As her eyes swept over the strong muscles bulging on Qingzhu's body, Honglan couldn't help but reveal a charming smile. She grabbed Qingzhu's hand and quickly walked through the wide courtyard of the temple and walked quickly towards the main hall.
The Black God is a fierce god, so there is no reason for his subordinates to abstain from sex and cultivate their minds. These rampant Yin gods are weak, and at the same time their bodies are extremely strong. It is even more difficult to suppress the various instinctive desires in the body. They eat meat when they are hungry, and they want to eat when they are thirsty.
He drinks alcohol, wants to kill someone when he is angry, and drags his companion Yinle when he is angry... all this is normal.
There used to be only six warriors on the island, including one female and five males, who were already familiar with each other.
Honglan saw that this new brother was far better in appearance than the five old men, and he was also interested in her. She couldn't help but feel happy in her heart. She took Qingzhu and went straight to the main hall of the Black Temple, hoping to find a way to see the gods.
Under Yin Le's watchful eyes, he dedicated this joyful feast to his own black god.
Although the Black God is extremely extravagant and has built majestic temples on every island with a population of less than 10,000, they are only temples on an island after all, and they have not built too grand a complex of buildings.
The main hall was only half a mile away, and the two of them pushed in from the main entrance of the main hall in a moment.
Du Kang saw the scene in the hall through Qingzhu's eyes.
The candles burning on the lamp stands are neatly arranged on both sides of the hall, and the decoration is magnificent. The buildings painted with gold and silver powder reflect the orange-red firelight, illuminating the hall into a strange golden-red color.
On the main throne in the middle of the hall, a huge statue of a dark god sits on it. He is six feet tall, has a sharp black horn, a high bulging belly, and something as thick and long as a snake under his crotch that can only be wrapped around.
On his waist is the statue of the one-horned black god.
The statue holds its chin with one hand and straddles the waist with the other. It has a black face and stares fiercely at the people coming outside the temple.
Behind the lampstands on both sides of the main hall, there are also two long high platforms slightly lower than the main altar. On them, a total of five cyan figures, two on the left and three on the right, stand on both sides. Judging from their physical appearance, they are very similar to the green bamboos. They should be
The remaining five rampant soldiers.
Honglan pulled Qingzhu all the way to the middle of the hall. The five rampant soldiers on the altars on both sides let out weird laughter, and turned their eyes as the two of them moved, keeping their eyes fixed on them.
On the body.
"Sister Honglan, the new brother who came today is very handsome. Looking at your eagerness, you are afraid that you will leave us old people to enjoy it alone. It is really a new generation replacing the old. It seems that we
I will fall out of favor in the future.”
"Yes, yes, this boy's appearance is actually very suitable for me. Sister, you might as well give him to me. I will let him enjoy a different taste."
"Don't you all argue? Don't you hear the old saying that the clothes are not as good as the new ones and the old people are not as good as the old ones? I, the old brother who knows both cold and hot, is the one who knows Sister Honglan best. This young man who treats others with sex will quickly
I will get tired of it, and my sister will still come to me when the time comes."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You are too stingy. This brother is new here. My sister just wants him to experience the wonderful taste of having a blissful feast in front of my God. I am only afraid to come once.
I will never forget it again.”
"The fourth brother is right. When the newcomers enter bliss for the first time in the temple, it is possible for my god to come and join them. When the third brother came, my god was lucky enough to come and have one of His roots.
The demon-conquering precious snake was like a wake-up call, allowing the third brother to achieve the great liberation state of seeing through the obsession with the sexual appearance of men and women. I really want my god to come again, the one-horned black god who is so merciful and compassionate to save the suffering..."
"The one-horned black god with great mercy and compassion saves the suffering..."
The chants of the five rampant soldiers echoed repeatedly in the hall, forming a strange tone that coexisted with weirdness and majesty, making the atmosphere of the hall even more eerie.
Qingzhu, who was standing in the middle of the hall, heard the words of several rampant soldiers around him and subconsciously looked at the statue of the one-horned black god. Its huge golden body and the long snake coiled around its waist made him tremble subconsciously. He reacted to the original plan formulated by Du Kang.
Mild objections arose to the plan.
"Relax, this black god you believed in before can't defeat me. As long as hundreds of rampant soldiers don't gather together, this kind of red and white god will not pose any threat to me. How can Zhengchou find him? If he
If you really come to your so-called feast of bliss, I will protect your valley and will never let you reach the so-called great liberation of seeing through the attachment of men and women, hahaha..."
Du Kang's voice sounded in Qingzhu's heart at this moment, and an undetectable dark shadow flashed across Qingzhu's eyes. The weak will to resist that had just emerged in his heart was suppressed, and his whole person regained his absolute loyalty to Du Kang.
Most of the temples of gods who sit in one place and absorb faith will be shrouded in the divine domain, a domain where incense beliefs are transformed. When a god is in the divine domain, its own power will be increased, and any power that does not belong to its own divine system will be weakened.
, and can easily detect the invasion of foreign enemies.
Since the Black God's whereabouts are elusive on this island, Du Kang does not have the conditions to directly behead him if he cannot find him.
Therefore, Du Kang originally made a plan to cut off his wings first, hoping to use the indulgent lust among these rampant soldiers to control and spread the shadow that follows him among them, so that he can control the black god without being aware of it.
These rampant soldiers can also reduce the power of the Black God, which is a plan that kills two birds with one stone.
Now, the news that the Black God may come in the Bliss Feast has made Du Kang even more surprised. If this restless god can take the initiative to show up, he can be taken down in one fell swoop, which will save him the hard work of searching.
With such a good thing, how could Du Kang care about the safety of Qingzhu's valley road?
While Du Kang was thinking about these things, the stories in the temple continued.
"I think so too. It has been several years since our god's golden body came to the temple on this island. If we can please our god this time, it will be a great honor for us."
Amidst the strange laughter of several rampant soldiers, Hong Lan pushed Qingzhu to the ground and let him lie in a large shape on the wide floor tiles, while she played a cheerful beat with her hands.
A few gangsters took out erhu, flute, xun, sheng, and drums from nowhere, and started playing and beating to a cheerful rhythm.
The sound and color of these musical instruments tend to be desolate, quiet, and tragic. Now, under the blessing of the rampant demonic power, they turned into a strange, incomprehensible and heart-itching tune that reverberated in the hall.
Hong Lan first knelt down in front of the clay statue of the Black God and worshiped three times devoutly, muttering some words in her mouth. She didn't know what she was praying for. Then she got up and returned to Qingzhu, dancing around him while he was lying down in his happy eyes.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Amidst the dull yet crisp snare drum beats, both the red soldiers in the center of the hall and the cyan soldiers on the altars on both sides had cheerful expressions on their faces, and they danced together with exaggerated and twisted movements to worship the gods.
dance.
The burning light of the candles hit their faces and bodies, and shadows and light spots kept flowing. The weird dance could not hide their fiery enthusiasm. They were not only welcoming the new people to join, but also offering a blissful feast to their gods.
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The sound of the sheng caused by the vibration of the reed became clearer and brighter. In this rhythm, Honglan was like a fiery red flower turning and blooming in the center of the hall.
It adds a different kind of lust called terror.
In such an atmosphere, Qingzhu's limbs began to unconsciously want to move along with the music and dance. Du Kang had an idea in his mind and relaxed his instinctive control over this body.
Just like people who are born with the ability to breathe, Qingzhu stood up from the ground and joined Honglan's dance. The two held each other's hands and twisted their bodies together.
This set of sacrificial rituals was something that had been engraved in their bodies when the rampant soldiers were being refined, and it was just activated again at this time. In this emotionless dance, Qingzhu gradually forgot the task Du Kang had given him,
Let relaxation and joy fill his heart, and he dances flexibly.
The red waist and navel twist like a water snake, the strong green chest reflects the ambiguous firelight, the green bamboo hands are raised high, holding the red orchid in the hand, the red bare feet stand on tiptoes and step on the green palms,
Use your toes to create a light and hot dance.
An enchanting sound of ecstasy could be heard inexplicably in the hall. It was an illusory music created by the power of the divine realm induced by the sacrifices of these believers.
The rampant soldiers on the altars on both sides put down their musical instruments, but the strange music did not stop. Instead, they appeared out of thin air in the hall and continued the cheerful tune.
They also jumped into the arena one after another, surrounding the two people dancing in the hall, forming a circle hand in hand, like five blue petals, surrounding the two people in the heart of the flower, happily stepping on the drums and dancing with the music.
The candlelight flickered and the atmosphere became thicker.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The image of the rampant soldiers was originally ferocious and terrifying, but at this happy moment, wanton smiles bloomed on their faces, as if they saw the blissful scene of the arrival of gods in the dance.
Let each of them have high levels of lust and make their muscles as hard as iron.
As the music reaches its climax, Qingzhu lowers the red figure from the air, and the circle of green slowly closes up like a flower, wrapping the two of them...
Du Kang, who was waiting outside the temple at this time, also had a smile on his face. He could clearly feel that the shadow control that followed him had spread in the bodies of several rampant soldiers as the intense ritual process progressed.
The passionate and heroic music continued to play for half an hour before slowly falling silent.
When Qingzhu regained consciousness, he found himself lying on the floor of the temple hall, surrounded by several other warriors who were sweating profusely and exhausted and sleeping soundly with their eyes closed.
Being able to tire out the mid-level warriors shows the huge consumption of this feast, but Hong Lan, who should have been the most tired, was the first to wake up. She had already bowed down to the statue of the one-horned black god.
under.
Qingzhu raised his head and looked at the huge clay statue of the god. Seeing that it was motionless and still maintaining its original angry attitude, he understood that the sacrifice just now was not successful.
Just as he was about to confirm whether the shadow control method was successful, he suddenly heard Hong Lan in front of him speaking respectfully.
"Welcome to the one-horned black god of great mercy and compassion to come to your palace on earth. Your loyal servant Honglan will always be by your side."
Qingzhu was shocked and suddenly raised his head to look at the altar again.
There was a crunching sound of pieces of clay breaking, and fine cracks appeared on the clay sculpture. With its slight movements, pieces of the colorful sculpture fell from above.
As the range of movements increased, more large pieces of painted sculptures peeled off from his body, revealing the colorful and pitch-black divine body underneath. The one-horned black god had a pleasant smile on his face and said in a thunderous voice.
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"You guys did a great job. I'm very satisfied with your performance just now."