Nanting obviously misunderstood the Dark God's intentions and hugged his neck tightly.

Suddenly being treated so enthusiastically, Fanes tilted his head in confusion, and his high nose gently brushed across the girl's silver-white hair.

He immediately smiled, his eyebrows were gorgeous, and he jumped from the pane with his saint in his arms.

Nanting:!!!

The falling speed was too fast, so she could only try to hold him tighter.

The abyss was filled with the black mud that devoured people, and there were pairs of scarlet eyes belonging to the demon. Before the two fell into it, the god's wings instantly opened and flew into the depths of the darkness along the cold abyss.

Nanting suppressed his accelerated heartbeat, leaned in Farnez's arms and complained softly: "Every time I have to have a bungee jump..."

"Bungee jumping," the God of Darkness asked with interest, "What is that?"

"It's just like you did just now." Nanting was too lazy to explain, and was afraid of exposing his identity from another world.

The Dark God narrowed his eyes slightly: "I think this is interesting."

Nanting: It's exciting to me.

"But." The Dark God pressed his cold thin lips against the tip of her ears, "If you don't like it, I will restrain myself in the future."

"I don't like it," Nanting was surprised by the gentle attitude of the gods, and also discussed it angrily, "Well... If you want to jump from next time, tell me in advance, okay?"

Hearing this, the corners of the god's lips curled up in a pleasant curve. He opened his lips slightly, and the tip of his red tongue licked the back of her ears.

The elf's ear tips immediately trembled sensitively.

Nanting looked back angrily, held up the dark god's cheek with both hands and pushed him away a little.

"...What's the answer?"

"This is of course the answer, my saint." The god's voice was elegant, like an empty echo in the ancient temple. "I will consider your feelings next time on a whim."

Nanting suddenly hugged Shen Mingqing's jade-like back neck, pulled him a little closer, and quickly kissed him on the edge of his cheek like a reward.

Fanes' dark red pupils expanded slightly, and the girl's long silver hair and beautiful cheeks reflected inside. He lifted the back of her head without hesitation, lowered his head slightly, and pressed against her forehead.

The gorgeous moonlight was cut into deep red shadows by the gorgeous Gothic spire. The gods hugged the saint and stretched their wings to swept through the cascading chains.

The stirred airflow blew the silver and black hair, their long eyelashes trembled, almost touching each other, and there was only the reflection of each other in their pupils.

"You want to kiss me?" Nanting whispered.

"Of course not..."

Before Farnes could finish his words, he heard the silver-haired girl speak again.

"Only when humans have established an intimate relationship, they will kiss each other." With the complex spire and dark abyss as the background, the green flowing in the girl's eyes became more and more charming, which made her look like a witch who made a delusional potion.

The Dark God failed to understand the hints in the Saint's Word.

He lowered his long eyelashes like wings and whispered: "Sure enough, I can't understand humans."

Nanting wanted to give up a little.

If she has this time, wouldn’t it be nice to go to guide an obedient knight?

At this time, a slender and jade-like palm suddenly picked up her cheek.

"But if you want to kiss me, I'd like to be closer to you..."

"...I don't want to." Nanting turned his face away. The dark red moonlight in the distance outlined her beautiful side face. "Men, I'm not just anyone, I can kiss him."

"...but you kissed me." Fanes's expression was a little distant, and his narrow and red eyes seemed to be filled with blooming roses.

"You are my god," Nanting said word by word, "of course I am willing to kiss you."

The dark god's narrow and confusing eyes trembled slightly.

"Is this what you understand piety?"

"Didn't I please you?" Nanting asked back.

The god's lips moved slightly, but when he spoke to his mouth, he turned into a low sigh.

"You don't need..." He spoke slowly, his leisurely and self-sustaining on his face disappeared. "Nanting, why should you put you below me?"

“There is no equality between believers and gods.”

The girl lowered her silver eye feathers, her eyes were dull and unclear. The wind blew across her bright long hair, like cold frost and snow.

"If so," Farnez's fingertips gently brushed over Nanting's eyes, "I refuse to accept your faith."

"Do you think I was voluntary?" Nanting raised his eyelashes and stared at him steadily, "It's not because of that contract..."

"Oh?" The Dark God's tone was slightly raised, and his eyes suddenly looked happy, "Are you talking about a contract?"

He hugged her and fell into a boundless sea of ​​roses.

"In the contract, I am your servant."

Nanting opened her eyes wide in disbelief: "You said the opposite..."

On the dark sky, the dark red blood moon is gorgeous and beautiful, just like the distant pupils of the gods.

The hazy moonlight shines on the sea of ​​roses and flowers. The breeze blows by and flowers surging, but the flowers blooming in the abyss have the beauty of killing people.

"Do you want to see it?"

The God of Darkness held Nanting's waist and carefully placed her in the middle of the flower bush.

He took two steps back and drooped two scrolls written in the Abyss.

Nanting shook his head: "...I can't recognize all the words."

The God of Darkness snorted and said, "Come here, I will give you revelation."

Nanting stared at him alertly.

The God of Darkness stepped out his long legs and came to her. He used his wings to wrap her from behind, and the tip of his wings rubbed into her palm, guiding her to click on the scroll.

Nanting suddenly realized that she could recognize these words.

The first contract was signed with the God of Darkness when she just came through. She only asked her to be loyal to the darkness, and did not stipulate that she must believe in Him.

As for the second contract...

Nanting: "But I haven't signed it at all!"

"Think about it again." The Dark God spoke patiently, "A verbal contract is also considered a contract."

"In the name of my blood, darkness as evidence... we have signed a contract here."

A familiar echo came to my heart, and Nanting understood everything in an instant.

"It was the time... when she contracted with the succubus." She opened her emerald-like eyes widened, "But Mercator is obviously my servant?"

The God of Darkness held Nanting's shoulder and couldn't help laughing: "Ah, my saint, you don't think I can't move these hands or feet, then you underestimate me - how can your servant be so useless?"

"So we are still inequality." The silver-haired girl suddenly raised the corners of her lips, and the moonlight put a layer of blood on her face, "So you should treat the kiss before as a reward for you."

The dark god's pupils contracted slightly.

"If other demons hear you, they will tear you to pieces."

"Are you threatening me?" Nanting pulled Farnez's collar.

"The contract is irrelevant to me." The god said softly, and his narrow red eyes became darker in the moon shadow. "You shouldn't stand on tiptoe and grab my collar. Do you need me to pick you up?"

Nanting loosened the collar of the robe embroidered with gorgeous silver thread, and then took two steps back.

"...I won't kiss you again." She lowered her head, and the silvery hair tips drooped softly, half covering Qingli's eyebrows and eyes.
Chapter completed!