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Chapter 134

Mingshu regained some sense, buried his face in the clothes in front of Zhiyuan, and said something vaguely.

Half of the task is done, what should he do with the remaining half...

His goal tonight was to find the place where Zhiyuan lived. The main task was an accident, and he never thought about "seduce" or anything like that.

Is this also seduction?Ming Shu was confused, but also happy. Sure enough, no matter whether Sang Yin had memory or not, the one he liked was himself.

This recognition made Ming Shudun feel at ease, and he didn't want to let go of Zhiyuan and rub against his collar. The familiar breath could slightly relieve the anxiety caused by his blood.

Zhiyuan still put his arms around Mingshu's waist, unable to hear what he said just now, he asked: "What?"

He was too close, and his lips seemed to brush against Ming Shu's ear tip lightly. Ming Shu instinctively avoided it and raised her head.

His cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were a little confused: "I don't know..."

In the past, Ming Shu wanted Sang Yin to get close to him, or touch his tail, that's what he looked like.

But Zhiyuan has no memory, in his eyes, Mingshu is more like a blank sheet of paper, he doesn't know the difference between admiration and liking, so he doesn't know what he is doing.

He was too young, seriously inexperienced, advanced early, and was brought to the side of the archangel.

The light cast two overlapping shadows, Ming Shu's throat was dry, looking at Zhiyuan, he almost wanted to kiss him.

Zhiyuan suddenly let go of him, and pushed him away with his arm.

Mingshu was at a loss, grabbed Zhiyuan's sleeve: "My lord..."

Where did he go wrong?But Zhiyuan hugged him just now, it can't be his hallucination.

Zhiyuan pressed his shoulder, not allowing him to lean any further, and said softly, "Go back."

Ming Shu was so disappointed, she tightly held a piece of sleeve in her hand and refused to leave.

After a stalemate for a while, Zhiyuan's hand slowly moved down, holding Mingshu.

The warm touch came over him, Mingshu's eyelashes trembled, and finally let go of Zhiyuan's sleeve, allowing him to lead her back.

This move was also very ambiguous, but Zhiyuan pushed him away, and Mingshu couldn't understand what he was thinking again.

Until Zhiyuan sent Mingshu to his own residence and saw the familiar door, Mingshu knew that he would definitely not be able to complete the task tonight.

The other half of the main task has not been completed, but it can barely be regarded as progress.

Zhiyuan pushed open the door, and the lamps in the room immediately turned on.

He glanced in and said, "Go to bed early."

Ming Shu was reluctant to part, and there was still grievance in his expression.

The archangel sent him back in person, and if another angel received this honor, he might faint from excitement at this moment, and only Mingshu was not satisfied at all.

Zhiyuan raised his hand to touch Mingshu's brow, and his tone was much gentler than before: "Go."

A faint bitter fragrance permeated between the brows, Ming Shu felt a little more comfortable all over, and the drowsiness and exhaustion became more obvious.

He said "hmm", forgetting even the rules of saying goodbye to Zhiyuan, turned around and walked into the room, closing the door under Zhiyuan's gaze.

Zhiyuan was still standing outside the door, listening to Mingshu's footsteps going in.

She looks obedient and obedient...but she's a bit squeamish, she can't be tough, she needs to be coaxed.

He took a last look at the closed door, and disappeared in a flash.

Not long after, the door was quietly opened a crack.

It was empty outside, and Zhiyuan had indeed left.

Mingshu felt complicated and closed the door again.

He turned off the light and returned to the bed, took off his clothes in the dark, and then wrapped it in Zhiyuan's outer robe.

When Zhiyuan sent him back just now, he opened the door of his room, and the coat was hanging on the hanger beside the bed... I don't know if he saw it.

Mingshu took a shower before coming out at night, and wiped the water with his robe. He had to wear it to sleep at night, so he hung up his robe. He devoted himself to the task, never thinking that Zhiyuan would send him back.

He recalled the look when Zhiyuan opened the door and looked in, and felt that he probably didn't notice it, otherwise he would definitely ask himself.

Ming Shu turned over and took out a feather from under the pillow.

The fine velvet at the base of the feathers was flattened, flickering brightly and dimly, like breathing.

Ming Shu was stunned, and suddenly sat up.

It turned out to be glowing... This is the first time he took out this feather after turning off the lights at night. Before, when the lights were turned on during the day or at night, the feathers did not show any abnormality.

Mingshu got up and turned on the light, the feather in his hand did not light up, and it started to flicker again when the light was turned off.

The light was very weak, reminding Ming Shu of Dungeon [-], his pair of elf wings would also glow.

Could it be that this feather is still alive... Ming Shu was taken aback by her guess, and stood stiffly holding the feather.

He suddenly didn't dare to keep putting feathers under his pillow, and he couldn't bear to throw them...

This is on Zhiyuan's wings. Perhaps as an archangel, even the shed feathers are unusual.

In the end, Ming Shu put the feather into the bedside cabinet and hid it in the innermost position. When the cabinet door was closed, all the light was enveloped inside.

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The next day, Mingshu got up early, took the ointment and went to find Zhiyuan.

Zhiyuan was not in the garden, he looked for other places, and when he approached the hall of the inner hall, he heard voices from inside.

Ming Shu approached quietly, and recognized the voice of Shijiao.

The envoy was reporting to Zhiyuan the progress of the poisoning in the Animal Taming Garden. For the past two days, all the side halls were being investigated, but nothing was found. Not only did they not find any suspicious targets, they didn't even have any clues.

Previously, the Tianchi Lake in the West Hall was cast into the fire of hell, and the apostles of the West Hall were afraid of accidents, and in order to show their position, they directly repatriated all the apostles who had not been assessed. But this time, there are problems in the four side halls, and it is impossible to repatriate all of them.

Fortunately, the rabbits in the beast taming garden were safe and sound. After the effects of the medicine wore off, their bodies were not harmed, and the flowers and plants in the west hall that were burned by the fire of hell were also recovering.

The demons who did all this, I don't know if they are not capable enough, or they are playing tricks on them on purpose.

As for the demons who had always intended to sneak into the temple, their disguises were very poor, and it would be good if they could barely hide for three to five days. They couldn't figure out why they couldn't be searched.

So Shijiao suspected that the devil was not hiding in the temple, but outside the temple, using some method to sneak in at night, and then left silently.

The envoys have left a circle of guards around the temple, and at night they have also sent additional people to patrol everywhere to ensure the safety of the temple.

Sitting on the stone chair in front of him, Zhiyuan replied, "Okay."

The envoy quietly raised his eyes, and then buried his head lower: "The golden bird is missing, if there is something strange around you..."

The next appearance of the golden bird will bring a different prophecy. Before that, Zhiyuan should pay more attention, in case he is really bewitched by some succubus...

Shijiao wanted to remind Zhiyuan, but he pondered for a long time when the words came to his lips, not knowing how to say them.

Ming Shu at the door heard the envoy's words and wondered, what is the golden bird?

The teacher faltered, Zhiyuan saw through what he wanted to say at a glance, and said coldly: "Are you worried about me?"

The implication is that with the rank of an archangel, if one can really be seduced by a succubus, it is not something that can be stopped by a priest.

Even if he fell in love, so what?He is still the only master of this temple.

Shijiao's back felt cold, and cold sweat overflowed from his forehead: "This subordinate dare not..."

He hurriedly withdrew, bowed his head and walked out of the hall quickly.

Ming Shu retreated to the back in time, pretending to have just come over, bumped into the envoy who came out head-on, and bowed to salute him.

The envoy left in a hurry, fearing that if he was too late, Zhiyuan would get angry at him and nodded perfunctorily.

When Mingshu entered the hall, the teacher stopped and looked back.

If he read correctly, what Ming Shu held in his hand was the wound medicine sent to Zhiyuan.

Yesterday, Shijiao secretly observed the relationship between Mingshu and Zhiyuan in secret. At first, he put his heart back in his stomach, but after Zhiyuan's words just now, he felt uneasy and uneasy again.

He turned around and came to the other side of the corridor, trying to see Zhiyuan and Mingshu clearly in the hall.

However, he was too far away, and was blocked by trees and stone pillars in the corridor, so he couldn't see anything.

The teacher tried unsuccessfully, so he had to leave full of worries.

Throughout the morning and afternoon, Ming Shu was the same as yesterday, carrying a kettle to water the flowers, and staying in the garden to bask in the sun.

In the evening, he took a shower and wiped himself with the robe, and the demonic breath on the robe finally reached 100%.

He slept with this dress in his arms for several nights, and the smell belonging to Zhiyuan had already faded to the point where he could hardly smell it. Ming Shu was still reluctant to throw it away, and planned to put it on for another night, and find a chance to throw it in the outer hall tomorrow.

He put away his clothes and was about to close the window, just in time to catch a glimpse of a familiar shadow passing by in the sky.

If it will appear in the inner hall, it can only be Zhiyuan. Ming Shu only hesitated for a second, then immediately opened the door and went out, looking in the direction where Zhiyuan flew away.

He walked forward purely by feeling, following the looming bitter fragrance in the air, he saw a small single-family palace with lights on in the distance.

Mingshu remembered that he had been here last night, but Zhiyuan was not here at that time, so he thought he had found the wrong place.

He didn't go any further, but quietly remembered the route and turned back.

Once inside the house, Ming Shu put on perfume on himself, not letting go of any part.

He waited patiently and did not go out again until midnight.

Arriving near the previous small palace, the lights inside have been extinguished, leaving only a circle around the outer corridor.

It's windy tonight, with dark clouds hanging over the sky, a sign of rain.

Mingshu made enough mental preparations, and mustered up the courage to approach quietly.

He stood unimpeded in front of the door and pushed lightly.

This is indeed a sleeping hall, under the moonlight shining through the window, there is a figure sitting with legs bent on the wide bed.

Mingshu's body froze, not sure if Zhiyuan wasn't asleep, or if he knew he was coming.

But it's come, it's impossible to give up now, Ming Shu put his heart on hold, and closed the door with his backhand.

He ran towards Zhiyuan quickly, lifted the quilt and slipped into his arms, the whole movement was done in one go.

Zhiyuan didn't move, and lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Don't sleep, come here?"

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Ming Shu kicked off his shoes, curled up and rubbed against Zhiyuan: "I...I'm afraid..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled thunder outside, Ming Shu was caught off guard, and was really startled, his thin body trembled.

Zhiyuan frowned lightly, and after a while, put his arms around Mingshu's waist.

Ming Shu only wore thin unlined clothing, and walked all the way in the night wind, his body wrapped in icy coolness.

The side missions were completed in this way, and there was no need to do anything else, which was much simpler than Ming Shu expected.

To be on the safe side, he had better leave now, otherwise it would be too late for Zhiyuan to find his tail or the devilish smell on his body.

But as soon as he got close to Zhiyuan and hugged him so intimately, Mingshu started to get hot again.

However, Zhiyuan didn't push him away, his cool fingertips hooked his hair and smoothed it gently, while talking to him: "You are so timid."

The hot air spilled over his ears, Mingshu's small Adam's apple slid up and down, and he raised his head to catch Zhiyuan's breath.

He almost kissed him, Zhiyuan tilted his head slightly, and his soft lips brushed the lower side of his face.

Ming Shu still wanted to get close to him, and boldly reached out to hook Zhiyuan's neck, but the next moment, both sides of his jaw were pinched, and he couldn't go any further.

There was no light in the dormitory, making Zhiyuan's eyes darker and darker, he asked in a deep tone like yesterday: "What are you doing?"

Ming Shu's mind was full of wanting to get close to him, and he forgot any tasks, so he said vaguely: "You hug me..."

With such a straightforward sentence, Zhiyuan loosened his hand, and Mingshu rubbed his arms around his neck, humming softly unconsciously.

If Ming Shu didn't simply not understand anything, then some of his previous actions were more like intentional.

The angel perfume on his body was blown away a lot by the wind outside, and at this time a little bit of sweet and seductive fragrance emanated from the inside of his skin.

Zhiyuan keenly caught a trace, the source is everywhere, it comes from Mingshu's body.

But only animals in the heavenly world would hate this smell. Most angels have never seen demons with their own eyes, thinking they are dirty and dirty.

Mingshu was still rubbing against Zhiyuan's arms, looking a little restless.

Zhiyuan held his lower back to prevent him from moving: "How else can I hug you?"

He is holding Mingshu right now, leaning against each other very intimately.

Ming Shu was still not satisfied, and said in a muffled voice, "I want to touch..."

He stopped in time and swallowed the word tail.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Mingshu felt that Zhiyuan's breath was much heavier, and then his waist felt cold, and his clothes were pulled up.

Mingshu's mind was blank, and he leaned forward unconsciously, sending himself even more into Zhiyuan's hand.

"Is that so?" Zhiyuan's tone was cold, completely inconsistent with the ambiguous behavior, and instead seemed to be a question.

Ming Shu was inexplicably ashamed and afraid of exposing the tail behind her, so her fingertips curled up nervously.

[Reminder: Please be vigilant at all times to avoid being discovered by anyone. 】

The system prompt sounded suddenly, Mingshu returned rationally, pushed Zhiyuan away with difficulty, and shrank to a corner of the bed.

[Main task three: Attempt to seduce the archangel (1/1); Seduce failed (1/1)]

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