Taming the Dark Lord

When the temperature was hot at noon, the flowers in the garden were dazzling, and several graceful and slender girls shuttled among them, holding a carved water bottle, laughing and laughing, laughing and playing.

"That'sir' is gone, do you know?" the white dress maid said with winking eyebrows.

Another maid in a light green skirt nodded, with some unconcealed joy between her eyebrows, and said with a smile on her lips: "It should be escaped. Such a brilliant gentleman shouldn't stay stuck here."

"Yeah, I'm showing you a boast." The white dress maid repeated it with a chuckle, her smile narrowing: "Why, have you talked to him?"

The green-clothed maid's cheeks were red, but her mouth was serious: "What are you talking about? I just looked at him a few times from a distance. I saw that he is an extraordinary figure. He should be a good character. I don't have any bad thoughts. Think more."

"Really? I don't believe it." The girl laughed like a silver bell.

The green-clothed maid was made a little irritated, but she couldn't help laughing.

She did not say anything to the gentleman, but even a few views from a hundred meters away were enough to show her what a wonderful man he was.

Good opposite sex always makes people feel good.

Even if there is no intersection in the future, the maid in green hopes that this gentleman can escape the fate of being imprisoned, leave the Queen of God who is holding him and not let go, and return to her own broad world.

The Lord God Queen will definitely send someone to arrest him.

Hope he can escape.

The maid in green prayed so devoutly.

As everyone can see, this handsome and indifferent, young but full-bodied gentleman has been imprisoned in a small palace, living a lonely life.

The Lord God Queen never let him see outsiders or talk to others. Everyone could only occasionally glimpse his thin and tall figure from the window.

A maid used to speak with him bravely, but she was thrown out in an instant, and she fell into a half body with an unsuccessful fall. Afterwards, she was still full of fear and no one would ask anyone. She was shivering and shivering under the quilt. Frightened to the extreme.

Don't think about it. How can other people have this ability? It must be revenge from the envy of the Lord God Queen.

Her exclusivity is so strong, everyone sighed like this, and even more pity for the gentleman.

Just like the king who should have lived in the jungle was forced to be handcuffed to watch, the hardship of the strong is also particularly heartbreaking.I don't know how many people who have seen him occasionally feel sympathy for him, and even the Pope has vaguely persuaded him, but the queen impatiently rejected it.

——"Huh? Let him go? When did I stop him from leaving? I never locked the door. If he wants to leave, let him go by himself. Why don't I have to open the door for him?"

When she said this, Amelia was in a period of emotional irritability, her expression was particularly cold and she looked fierce.What she said is the truth, but in the eyes of others, this is the threat of nakedness.

——Dare you come out and try?Even if the door is open, you are not allowed to step out of the door!!

"It's so pitiful, when my god wakes up and knows his existence, he will die."

"No way, who makes the Lord God Empress like him? She is fine. My God loves her so much that she will definitely not be angry with her, but other people will be miserable."

With a sigh, everyone finally waited for the news that the poor gentleman had escaped. They celebrated secretly, and each agreed to quietly hinder the Queen's search for him, so as to gain a chance for his escape.

This is really a big misunderstanding.

Amelia did not know before, and allowed the rumors to spread and be kept in the dark. Until now when she was about to send someone to look for Alfonso, she found that everyone looked very strange, procrastinated and pushed back and forth, only to realize that there was a problem. I found someone to ask me what happened.

Amelia: "..."

Are you poisonous?

Am I not letting it go out?

Obviously it doesn't like seeing people!

Beating people is even more absurd, it is simply it's own hitting, it has nothing to do with her!!!

Amelia couldn't argue.

She was also rash. At that time, she had just obtained two godheads, and when she was so swollen, she pulled out the elf without giving a reasonable reason. At most, she just concealed its elf identity and let others I can't see what makes it different from ordinary people.

But in the eyes of outsiders, the Queen of God, who was alone in her empty boudoir, suddenly didn't know where to bring a handsome young boy, with an intimate demeanor, hugged in the temple all day to prevent people from seeing, and there were often traces of ambiguity.

What is this not a little love?

In particular, Amelia was heavily influenced by the godhead during that time, and her mood was often unstable. She gnawed the elf's neck with wounds, which looked like a trace of abuse.

Coupled with Alfonso's natural cold and unsmiling brows...

Okay, the story of a domineering queen who forcibly seizes the weak young master is here.

Amelia: ...you have a lot of imagination.

After being speechless, she left the matter behind.

There was no impact on the left and right, and Amelia was too lazy to explain too much to outsiders, so she admitted the crime, beat everyone again, let them find someone, and then returned to the temple alone.

She opened the door and walked along the smooth and white marble floor to the deepest point. Under the often swaying bed, she unearthed a black unknown object that probed her head.

Amelia didn't say anything, and asked directly: "Is it in the God Realm?"

The little horn squeaked softly.

After calming down for a few days, Amelia gradually realized something was wrong, guessing that the dead ghost might have gone to the gods!!

Saying not to let her go, and then sneaking away by himself, it has no godhead, can it still beat that disgusting thing?

Isn't this foolish?

At this time, facing the saint's fire-breathing eyes, the little horn trembled, hesitated for a while, and finally fell to the ground with a decisive puff, pretending to know nothing, and pretending to be dead.

Amelia:...

"Okay, got it, in the gods."

Amelia let go of her small horn, and casually invited a scepter with mud, leaving a note saying "Something happened, come back in a few days", and rushed to the God Realm angrily.

She went to God Realm for the first time.

In the memory of the God of Light, here is a chaos, a piece of nothingness, no sky above, no land below, nothing, and boring.Amelia thinks it is a bit like the world before Pangu opened up in mythology.

But now, this place has all changed, earth-shaking changes.

As soon as Amelia came in, she thought she had gone the wrong way, and she had reached some unknown lake, or a seriously polluted lake, whose water was smelly and dark.

The pungent smell makes people nauseous.

Amelia stepped in mid-air and walked over carefully without touching her feet and took a closer look.

It is a flesh-colored film that traps the soil in this lake.

Very thin and thin, but extremely strong.

'Evil Thoughts' are like acid in a stomach bag, silent and motionless.

But when Amelia leaned over, her breath approached, and the lake, which was calm as a pool of stagnant water, suddenly stirred.

The black liquid is like a living thing, squirming in layers on the film, squeezing it out with all its strength, like a vicious dog smelling meat, desperately trying to bite her, it’s best to be able to Eat it all.

Even if the lake had no eyes, Amelia felt the pervasive greed and appetite surrounding her like needles.

This should be "evil thoughts".

As the name suggests, it's really disgusting.

Amelia couldn't help but get goose bumps, and the string in her head tightened with a squeak, her slender fingers clenched the scepter, her knuckles turned white.

She did not act rashly, but stood still and carefully observed the God Realm again.

The emptiness is filled with flesh-colored bags wrapped in black sewage. There is no end in sight. The sewage and the meat bags seem to be fighting and swallowing each other. The two are on the same level. The meat bags have a slight upper hand, firmly. Confine the black water to prevent it from leaving.

Very good, temporarily confirm safety.

Amelia breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and finally had time to find the trace of the elf.

She turned around, shouting its name in a low voice, while staying vigilant, she was looking for people everywhere. After a long time, she couldn't find anyone.

Could it be that she thought wrong?The elves actually ran away from home?

But she didn't do anything excessive that day, did she bite too hard?So angry?

Amelia's cheeks bulged slightly, looking a little unhappy.She reluctantly thought: Well, she will just bite down next time.

Since people are not here, it is not suitable to stay here for long, it is better to leave as soon as possible.

Amelia turned around to leave, still thinking about where people might go, did she go back to the dark gods, like her wife being bullied and returning to her'natal home'?

She was amused by this association, her frowning eyebrows spread out, her lips pursed and she smiled happily, her eyes inadvertently glanced up, facing a pair of blood-red eyes.

It was propping its chin, looking at her with interest, as if to see how long she was willing to lift her head to see it.

Amelia: "..."

Amelia: "You just watched me being here and around looking for you????"

Amelia took a deep breath and squeezed her fingers.

Hard hard, hard fist.

Alfonso clicked his lips, turned his face slightly, and said, "You are here." He didn't say much.

At this moment, Heishui suddenly fluctuated violently for a moment, and the shape of the meat bag changed accordingly, revealing the whole picture of the elf that had not been seen before.

Amelia's pupils shrank.

She saw countless tiny pieces of meat falling from Alfonso, shining with dark brilliance, converging into a faintly luminous galaxy, slowly flowing below her body, filling in the meat that was constantly missing in the battle with black water bag.

Alfonso’s facial features are profound, and his cold and sharp face is looking at her from top to bottom, but there is no sense of condescending. On the contrary, he is a little relaxed and lazy, as if he just saw the door every time. When she came back, she couldn't help but the soft light leaking from the ice river.

To be honest, that face is not pretty.

The flesh that is missing a piece is squirming and growing, and it is also lost at any time, sometimes revealing a bit of white bones and crimson muscles.

Such a face, replaced by Amelia who had just crossed, might scare her legs weak.

But now, she didn't change her face and heartbeat, and even smiled. The soft blond hair lined her fair skin, making her softer and more affectionable, like a Virgin Mary alive.

She said: "Don't worry, I can beat you while listening to your explanation."