The skin on the instep is as smooth as jade, slightly stretched, forming a graceful and tense line. The smooth, rounded nails were like tiny shells, with a pale pink hue.

"You must obey my instructions, go through fire and water for me, and shatter your bones."

Ding He was forced to raise his head and look at Yu Jin's arrogant and seductive smile.

"Yes, Your Highness." The

tender toes pressed slightly and rubbed his Adam's apple rolling up and down: "How should you show your loyalty?"

Ding He lightly grabbed his foot, kissed him reverently, and moved gently. And respectfully.

Yu Jin's instep tightened involuntarily, and he flinched slightly, but was pulled back slightly by him.

He raised his head and looked at the high prince with a light smile: "Shouldn't you reward your loyal knight?" The

originally arrogant Prince's face was flushed and his breath was disordered, but he still raised his head dignifiedly: "I allow you Get into my bed." The

knight put his right leg on his shoulder, bullied him, and gently pushed him down on the bed: "Follow the order."

***

Since he began to study witchcraft and potions, Yu Jin's physique has improved a lot, and even if he is injured, he will recover as soon as possible.

His body always showed a white, beautiful and energetic state, no matter how many times he tasted it, he still kept the temptation to Ding He.

And he himself seems to be unaware of this, showing the charm of his body to the fullest.

"Do you know about the plague?" Yu Jin lay on the bed, resting his head on his arm, looking sideways at Ding He.

Ding He was addicted to admiring his body, and replied casually, "I know."

"I thought the plague should be completely eliminated a few years ago, but now it has spread more widely."

Ding He said indifferently: "It was not completely eliminated back then, but those who contracted the disease were found early and died."

Yu Jin touched the tattoo on his forehead: "I should have contracted the plague back then, but only with the help of witchcraft. The power is cured."

Ding He finally turned his attention to the plague: "Do you want to treat the plague?"

"I don't think this is actually a plague, but a process of mutation and evolution, and only those who persevere. , can really get the power of mutation." Yu Jin squinted slightly, looking at the back of his hand, "And I can help them."

Ding He suddenly realized. The point is not whether the plague is evolution, but Yu Jin wants to convince those who get sick that "the plague is an opportunity for evolution".

He will use his own medicine to transform these sick people into a new race. And his race must be proud.

"When they found out that the previous repression was a manifestation of the church's incompetence, they became extremely indignant. At this time, they did not need my control, and they would naturally seize power."

And this led them to a new life, and at the same time had a powerful force. who will become their worthy leaders.

He sighed lowly: "This world is very special, and there has been a troubled belief from the beginning. I have to make them abandon their original belief and create a new idol."

Faith is not just a favor. If he wants those people to fail the church first, he has to put them in danger first.

Not only that, it would be better if idols could have a sense of tragedy.

Ding He stroked the smooth and tender skin on his back: "You can guarantee the creation of blood races now?"

Yu Jin slightly propped up his upper body, bending a seductive arc from his shoulders to his waist: "It's still a little bit. I can cure them, but I can't make them strong enough."

"But the day won't be too far away." He smiled confidently, and his whole face lit up.

Ding He was silent for a while, remembering Enoch's reminder: "The church should be planning something against you."

"They have been targeting me." Yu Jin smiled nonchalantly, "I haven't seen anything that can really be done. What happened."

He put his face close to Ding He, and raised his voice: "I don't want to talk about these unhappy things. Do you feel any difference between me today?"

The warm breath that suddenly approached made the skin temperature rapidly. Raised, and the quiet and beautiful body under the palm of the hand suddenly came to life, almost all of which was seduction.

Ding He's voice was slightly hoarse: "It looks better?"

Yu Jin showed a happy expression: "I used a special medicine to take a bath today, does it work?"

Ding He looked at him with a look of anticipation, and buried his head in his face. He took a deep breath on his shoulders, "Did you have any plans?"

Yu Jin's expression froze for a moment: "What's your plan?"

Ding He chuckled softly, and he couldn't help but force his hand around his waist: "You know, you Whenever I feel that I owe me, I always use this method to divert my attention."

Yu Jin couldn't help but gasped, looking at him aggrieved and slightly uneasy.

"But I also know that you will do it whether I agree or not." When he said this, his tone was calm, and he didn't know whether to complain or complain.

In fact, Yu Jin is not a person who likes to hide himself. Even if others find him difficult to understand, Ding He can clearly see the purpose and emotions behind his every move.

Yu Jin's voice tightened slightly: "Are you angry?"

"Why should I be angry with you." Ding He covered his disturbed eyes and bit his lip, "I feel sorry for you."

His tone Slightly loosen: "Do whatever you want, and I'll follow you below."

Yu Jin's body relaxed a little, and his movements became bolder: "I'm afraid you think I'm always going my own way and don't want to worry about me anymore. already."

"I only hope that this will be the last time." After the trials for the

***

Knights ended, Yu Jin spent a few quiet days, adjusting the potion formula every day, and then listening to Raina's report on the spread of the plague. sleep tight.

But the good times did not last long, the plague finally reached the point where it could not be suppressed, and the kingdom decided to take coercive measures.

They will burn all the sick people to death, leaving no possibility of disease transmission.

At the same time, they would sacrifice a "sinner" to make atonement to God.

For the first time, Yu Jin saw so many people from the church dispatched together, and the light locks on him were enough to wrap him around seven or eight times from head to toe. There were also groups of royal knights beside him.

His voice remained calm, and his expression was blocked by a mask: "What are you doing?" The

Pope announced solemnly and indifferently: "We think you are the reason why the plague is raging again, Your Royal Highness."

"You have no reason . "

Everyone who got sick many years ago has died, and only you survived. A disease cannot be created out of nothing, and there must be a reason for it to arise.

" Those sick people used to work for you."

Although Yu Jin didn't know who was on the list, when he thought about so many maids and servants who had resigned due to illness recently, he knew what he was talking about.

The Pope's eyes were somewhat pitiful: "Why did you do this?"

"I didn't do it." Yu Jin's voice was calm. Knowing that his rebuttal was very pale, he asked the Pope, "Then what solution do you have now?"

"We hope to beg God's forgiveness."

Yu Jin chuckled softly: "Have you prepared the conditions for the sacrifice? Wait to take me there."

The Pope was not surprised: "Since you have already made up your mind, please come with us."

Ding He stood between Yu Jin and him, and put his hand on his saber: "Please come up with something that is practical and feasible. The evidence."

"I have finished the evidence, and he has admitted it. What else do you want to hear?" The Pope's tone revealed that he could not refuse, "Young man, accept the reality."

"You can't guarantee that this will be the case. Eliminate the disease." The

Pope replied grimly: "But if you don't try, there will never be a result."

Ding He was firm: "With all due respect, if you are willing to use your ability to treat the disease, I don't think the plague will spread like this. Hurry up." The

Pope seemed to be ready, waved his hand, and the Royal Knights surrounded him.

Yu Jin stepped forward and said indifferently: "I volunteer to sacrifice." The

Pope showed a hypocritical smile: "Thank you, His Royal Highness, the little prince for your understanding."

Yu Jin looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "I offer sacrifices for the thousands of people who are suffering. It's my honor to give up my life."

He was tied by a light rope, and he could not move, so he could only slowly follow the Pope forward.

Ding He's eyes flickered, he drew his sword and tried to block their way, but was forcibly separated by a wall of people by several knights.

Enoch's eyes were full of regret: "Give it up, you can't change these things." Ding He held a sword

flower: "I don't think so."

, wrapped layer by layer, further widening the distance between him and Yu Jin.

The knights of the Royal Knights teamed up with the church, and they attacked with holy light, their strength was different from before.

He saw Yu Jin's figure disappear, and he released a strong coercion around him, making it almost impossible for him to approach.

***

The light cord on Yu Jin's body became tighter and tighter, cutting through the clothes that were not heavy.

He looked up at the scorching sun, and felt his skin start to itch.

The place of worship is in a special open-air square, with a huge cross standing in the center.

He stared indifferently at the cross reflecting in the sun, squinting slightly.

The Pope on the side introduced to him: "This is the place of sacrifice."

Although he had already felt it, Yu Jin still asked, "So what is the method of sacrifice?"

A priest stepped forward and wanted to touch his shoulder. A fierce fire forced back.

He looked directly at the Pope and said in a stiff tone, "Please tell me directly."

"We hope you can redeem your sins in the sun."

Yu Jin snorted coldly, put his fingers on the buttons of his clothes, and eased his cardigan. , thrown on the ground.

As soon as his otherwise smooth skin was exposed to the sun, a rash developed immediately. As if he didn't realize it, he took off his mask and stared at the hanging cross with half-squinted eyes.

The metal cross reflects the golden light in the sun, reflecting a cold texture that is completely different from its own meaning.

"Tie me up."

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