Chapter 703

Half heaven blue, half hell red - that's what Red Sea residents describe the sea.

The Red Sea is long and narrow, with coral reefs all over it. The two sides are filled with harsh wind. Looking at the Red Sea, there are endless red and gold rock walls. After the reflection of sunlight, it refracts the scale light of different depths on the sea surface, as if a dark red miracle had come. A pair of barefoot wading through the fluffy red seaweed, thin romantic on the knee, wet white hair.

The young man raised his arm, his expression was distressed, and he twisted a wisp of snow-white hair.

The waves of the red sea reflected in his eyes, scarlet even more astonishing.

Pei Dang was thinking, when God was in love with him, was he separated?

Otherwise, how can we give him a pure and honest white hair like an angel, but give him the dark red eyes of the devil?

On the face of the desert wind, hot air, and blowing red fog, gold sand wrapped in it.

Pei Dang was in a trance.

He had never been abroad, let alone the Red Sea. Before he had a thorough understanding of it, his impression on it was nothing but "bright red", "mysterious" and "exotic". There is a neuro myth in Exodus, which says that Moses took part in the sea and led the Israelites to escape from heaven, drowning countless Egyptian pursuers.

In some rumors, even the son of the sun's pharaoh was not immune to disaster.

The background of this war is dominated by God, who will be favored by the goddess of victory if God praises them.

How bold is he to want to Exclusive gods?

Before playing this "God's prank" game, Pei Dang's life path was nothing more than learning to play live games. Occasionally, he was dragged by his roommates to get together and take a stroll around the scenic spots nearby. Of course, a Buddhist temple is indispensable. After all, the "480 Temple of the Southern Dynasties" can offer a Buddha a few steps away.

From Sakyamuni's fiery red lotus terrace to grass green futon, three meters away, it should be the time when he was closest to the gods of his own country.

Pei Dang, an atheist, was not interested in burning incense and worshipping Buddha. He even avoided burning incense because the smell of incense was too strong.

The light vegetarian food in the temple is good.

Young people like to catch up with the fashion and show great enthusiasm for western architecture.

There is a church site near their school. You can enter it at half price with your student ID card. A few years ago, the church was renovated, painted white and bright, with painted glass windows, lilies planted in the garden, and several clergymen were hired to run the church.

Pei Dang went to school the second week of his freshman year. He found that there were green bamboo, pine and cypress planted in it. He also cultivated a fertile vegetable field. He could not help laughing and laughing.

Their other skills are not easy to say, farming vegetables is to carry the handle, where to plant where.

What was it like to be in church for the first time?

I can't remember.

The hall of memory vaguely intercepts the fragments, the oval deep space, the huge cross, and the painted picture of Jesus with one hand touching the heart.

He didn't have the silence, the vastness, the order, the eternal emotions that others experienced.

Therefore, the male students lightly turned their eyes, and carelessly thought about the food street next to them.

He refused the river, but he could not escape the strange circle, and he was still involved in another swift river.

Is this the irresistible destiny?

Pei Dang pondered.

At the feet of the youth were a heap of skeletons.

Half a month ago, the owner of the skeleton was still making waves on the sea, burning, killing and looting.

Three days ago, the pirates were captured by angry people and escorted to the church for punishment.

In the time when the gods were in power, the power of kings had not yet covered the Kingdom, and a small church was even better than the Council Hall of a city.

The evil girl is so wicked that he will not appear in the church which symbolizes the holy rank.

However, it is easy to bribe the clergy Pei Dang.

For example, this heinous pirate is the church's season of abundance - like Abel offering a bloody lamb sacrifice to God, the church also wants to win his favor, and then to please the witch.

With the threat of calamity, one city-state was frightened.

The audience in the studio saw that the white haired youth bent down, stretched out two fingers, and inserted them into the eye hole of the white skull, and lifted it loosely.

The ancestral blood of the early vampires gave birth to bloodiness, greed, sin and coldness.

They felt a chill.

However, such a demon, walking in the world, is a gentle and beautiful skin bag.

He folded a fig branch and tied up his snow hair with incredible softness and tenacity. The green beads were fresh and natural.

Pei Dang, who had changed his human lineage, said hello to the people on the street.

He was just a frustrated man in the city-state, gaining prestige in the name of exterminating the witch.

But Pei Dang deliberately appears, was beaten skin blue face swelling, wants to exchange, but is the witch's gaze.

Now that the goal is achieved, he doesn't need worthless consumables.People have never seen a bully beating him again.

They murmured that the group might have been out to sea.

Pei Dang went to the most powerful Church in the area and handed over a wooden box to the priest.

The priest's face changed slightly, more respectful.

"My Lord, it's hard work."

As they talked, they walked across a small field.

This land is surrounded by dark red thorns, the soil is moist, and there are handfuls of soft dandelions. They blossom in early summer, and are squeezed by each other. Each small golden disc is particularly dazzling.

"You go to deal with things first. Don't worry about me. I'll leave after picking them."

"Yes, my Lord."

The priest's eyes were strange.

Who could have thought that the devil loved farming?

Pei Dang had been prepared, put on his gloves, pulled up the dandelion plants, removed the mud particles, and put them into the basket. After picking a full handfuls, the gauze covered the mouth of the basket. He got up, crossed the thorns, and returned to the swamp forest where the witch lived.

The witch disappeared. She must have been playing in the basement.

With a smile on his lips, he washed dandelions, blanched, chopped, dripped oil, added materials, and stirred, bringing the sober green summer to the table.

She stretched out, purplish Tulle tied to her neck and wrist, her waist hollowed out, her navel as round as a gem loomed. Pei Dang looked sideways. She was wearing a horse's tail and a gold bracelet of agate red. Her ink hair fell from her waist to her legs. She was not like a God, but a princess in a secular king, full of luxury and splendor.

"What is this?"

She poked her head.

Pei Dang was stunned for a moment.

He remembers their first encounter, and the vampire housekeeper was particularly familiar with her taste, and this dandelion was one of them.

How could she not know?

No, no, they are in the past now!

She pinched the spoon and ate it. Her mouth was fresh and she was surprised.

Pei Dang was deep in thought.

When he fills in the "blank" of the past, is it the same as rewriting the gears of history?

Lilith loves dandelion because of his past?

Pei Dang felt more and more that he was integrated with the world, and his past began to have traces to follow. Because it was too real, he had doubts about life outside the game.

Is he here or there?

As he was about to think further, her teeth were against the hard thing, and she put one hand on her cheek and lazily fed him.

Pei Dang swallowed a spoonful of dandelion and chewed on the roots.

Lingering eyes from her neck to shoulder, God has a strong healing force, last night's kiss has disappeared.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was a rainy winter.

Many refugees fled to the rich NOM.

On this day, Pei Dang picked up five children in rags from a crowded church. The average age was 12-3 years old, and the oldest was 14 years old.

Lilith has been addicted to incantations recently, and has almost forgotten to eat or sleep. He has to go and catch the strong men to help.

All the children were from the refugee camp, without father or mother. Pei Dang simply named them Enoch, Allard, Sheila, etc., changed their clothes and had a good meal. He examined for a while and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with them. He was ready to take the bunnies to the witch.

Enoch, the tallest and worthy child king, boldly asked questions.

"Father, are we going to see the witch mother?"

The second public test was open for a year, and Pei Dang still ran both ends of the game and the laboratory.

This year, he was promoted to junior, 21 years old, graduated early.

Life science labs are well known, and games about divine sequences are popular around the world.

Pei Dang doesn't like children very much. Now he has some expectations.

In the future, he and Lilith have triplets.

He rubbed Enoch's pale blond hair.

Children in the eyes of the dignified father suddenly gentle, "can let the mother recognize you, depends on your performance."

The cabin was crowded with five more members.

Although Enoch was a little naughty, he had the demeanor of a eldest brother and managed his younger brothers and sisters one by one.

The golden haired boy was sleeping at the feet of the gods.

Pei Dang hooked the corners of his mouth and took a blanket to cover women and teenagers.

He went off the line.

"Are you awake? You have worked hard! "

The staff handed a glass of hot water.

Pei Dang fiddled with the broken hair in front of the forehead, astringent expression, and then returned to the indifference in daily life, "how about data monitoring?"

"Take a look."

In the great renovation of LW laboratory, a cylindrical glass tube was built in the center, and a female AI body floated in the current. The long hair like the black algae was like a swimming carp, gently swinging along the air pressure. Pei Dang looked up, this is the laboratory, according to Lilith's image, one by one, delicate and vivid.Those who pass by can't help thinking: is this kind of non-human beauty real?

Pei Dang rushed to an international conference. After coming back, he had a deep understanding and wrote a report for several days.

"You seem tired."

Enoch said, "if you can, please have a good rest. Lord Lilith has our care. You don't have to worry."

A candle holder was placed on the dark red wooden table. The spiral wick was burning blue and blue white flame, and the snow-white candle tears fell slowly and made a beeping sound.

It was a great dinner.

The tender lamb is served on a red plate, the bread is baked golden, the aroma of grain is wrapped in a sweet tar, and the freshly cooked COD and smoked fish fillets are served as the table mate in spring. Of course, it is necessary to have milk porridge. The cereal is crushed to pieces and cooked carefully and thick. Milk, fresh eggs and broth are put in layers.

Lilith is fond of sweetness. The teenagers washed the almonds and raisins, mixed them with porridge, and held them to her lips in a small bowl.

"I will."

He took away the small bowl, warmed his hands and fed it one mouthful at a time.

Lilith looked tired and did what he did.

"This lamb is not washed clean."

Pei Dang Yu Guang glanced at the bloody color and couldn't help frowning. As for meat, he always didn't like it raw. Even if he went to a western restaurant, he would like it well done.

"Father, this is for you, of course."

Sudden changes have occurred.

The teenagers showed their white teeth, especially in the candlelight.

They came up and bit him, like mice seeing cheese.

The staff in front of the screen was shocked and suddenly straightened up. What's going on?

The birth of the second generation of vampires?

The blood flowed, the sound of eating heard the rope, as if the spring rain sand swept across the grass path.

"God, you are going to kill me."

Pei Dang's lips were pale, and his fingertips grasped the tablecloth.

"Why?"

The candlestick fell on the tablecloth, burning a red scale.

The tongue of fire, like a snake's letter, climbed up to her wrist. It was strange and beautiful. Her scarlet fingernails gently touched her cheek, and her lips were smiling, as if she were pleased by his embarrassment.

"Nothing."

She said lazily.

"I'm just tired of it. I want to change to a handsome young husband."

God's prank, with love as bait.

At that moment, he sank into the deep sea.