The fairy cultivator sets up a fortune-telling stall in a horror game

He was wearing a well-tailored robe, the white cloth rolled with delicate golden patterns.

Josh put his eyes on his face curiously.

When she saw his appearance, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

This is a completely different face from the Mermaid King, holy, bright, crystal clear, pure and flawless, any beautiful words are not enough to describe the impact of this face.

His appearance makes people subconsciously think of a holy and dignified statue bathed in divine light, with downcast eyes looking down on all living beings, and a lofty divinity hidden in his gentleness.

But the first moment Josh saw his appearance, the Mermaid King came to mind.

They were obviously two completely different looks and temperaments, but they made Josh feel strangely familiar.

There is a golden-like wood flower vine running through the man's forehead, and a beautiful pink gemstone is inlaid between his eyebrows, which complements his silver-gray eyes beautifully.

After the butler opened the door for the man, he saw that Josh was staring straight at God R's face, with an angry look on his face, and frantically gave Josh winks.

Josh then looked away.

God R walked across from her and sat down slowly, then stretched out his hand gracefully to her: "Sit down."

Josh couldn't help but get a little goosebumps.

The voice of this god...

There is an indescribable sense of luxury.

At first glance, there is even a sense of indisputability.

God R smiled slightly: "It's an honor to have dinner with you."

Josh twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled, sat down, and looked at him calmly.

The servants served the dishes one after another, basically all Western-style meals, medium-rare steak, tender and juicy foie gras, rich cream soup, and some dishes that looked very expensive and she couldn't name them. thing.

God R looked at her amusedly, with a bit of indulgence in his eyes: "Why are you looking at me like this? Try these dishes."

Josh said truthfully: "I heard that no one can last seven seconds in front of your appearance, let me try."

God R smiled even more, looking at her as if looking at an infinitely tolerant child: "Now you have been looking at me for more than 7 seconds, which proves that the outside remarks are not true."

"No," Josh shrugged and picked up the knife and fork: "The outside remarks are true, but I have seen people who are better looking than you, so I am immune."

"That's it..." God R smiled and nodded, lowered his eyes and said while cutting the steak: "Today's steak is very good, try it."

Josh felt a sudden chill down his back.

After a long silence, Josh suddenly asked again: "I heard that you have been holding some activities on the Internet and choosing some girls to have dinner with you. Can I ask why?"

God R raised his eyes and looked at her, "Because eating alone is too lonely, you know, I am the god of this world, I have lived for a long time, although I am perfect, sometimes I still feel lonely."

"Although I'm perfect" is not something that a normal person can say.

Josh rolled her eyes secretly, and she knew that the NPC with such a big battle in the dungeon could be a normal person.

She smiled, pretending to be casual and said: "I was still very nervous when I came here. After all, few girls who have dinner with you will end well."

"Really?" God R looked at her.

The butler next to him reproachfully wanted to step forward, but R God stopped him.

Josh met his gaze fearlessly: "Yes."

God R had a bit of concern on his face: "What happened to them?"

Josh: "It seems that they were all forced to death by cyber violence."

God R: "That's really a pity, they are all cute little girls." That tone seemed to be lamenting a delicious steamed stuffed bun that fell to the ground.

Josh stared at his expression calmly: "Aren't you the god in the Internet, the maker of the rules of the online virtual world? Don't you know this?"

God R smiled helplessly: "The online world is much bigger than you imagined, I can't take care of everyone one by one."

Josh: "But you are the maker of the rules. Many people have been raped by the Internet before. Maybe you can modify the rules to change this situation."

God R: "Why bother changing the rules for dead strangers?"

Josh stared at him closely: “You think the rules are okay?”

God R smiled slightly: "I am very satisfied now."

Josh frowned: "But people in the online world are very hostile."

God R's eyes showed a bit of compassion and connivance: "Because they have achieved nothing in real life, they always need a place to vent, right?"

Josh just found it ridiculous: "They use the Internet to vent on innocent people."

God R lowered his head and ate a piece of steak: "Then it's none of my business."

Looking at the other party's calm expression, Josh always had a weird feeling.

There was something in his pity that she couldn't tell.

It was like a giant python smiling at her. Although the smile was very friendly, the chilling deterrence and oppressiveness of the giant python would not disappear because of this.

The person opposite had a gentle attitude and compassionate eyes, but there was a kind of indifference hidden deep in his eyes, and he didn't care about people's life or death at all.

After the two had dinner, God R took her outside for a visit.

When Josh got up, he deliberately jumped on him by taking the opportunity of tripping.

The housekeeper next to her stopped her swiftly, and when she turned her back to God, she looked at Josh mockingly: "Miss Tiancaiji, please stand still."

A smug look flashed across his face. Among the women who come to eat with God every day, nine out of ten would lose their balance and accidentally fall into God's arms. Playing under the sun?

dream!

Josh smiled, and quickly stuffed the gem into his pocket.

Compared with the embrace of God, the gems on his body are much rarer.

God R's eyes fell on his empty belt inlay frame, and he couldn't help laughing and looked up at her, pretending nothing happened: "Do you like to go out to play every day?"

Josh shook his head: "I don't like it."

God R looked at her with a smile: "Why?"

Josh: "Lazy."

In fact, it is because of cultivation.

How can it be so easy to cultivate immortals? It is common to retreat for more than ten years or a hundred years. If you want to go out to play every day and your heart is not calm, how can you cultivate?

God R glanced at her unexpectedly: "Is that so? I thought you would be a very hardworking person."

There was a bit of a smile in his eyes. Because of the deep eye sockets, when looking at people with narrow eyes, there was deep emotion.

His eyes made her feel that she seemed to be a very important person to him.

Josh looked away expressionlessly: "Oh, then you really don't understand me."

God R raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised by her reaction.

But if this is the case, it is also in his mind.

God R showed a bit of loneliness just right: "You don't seem to like me."

Josh looked sideways at him.

Few women could bear the affectionate gaze of a man with such a sinuous and holy face.

Anyone who sees this can't help but want to hold him in his arms and whisper softly to comfort him.

Except for Josh, she only felt deliberate. , There is even a sense of discomfort being calculated by others.