The wind was blowing, the cold air was gusting, and a trace of coolness penetrated into the room through the tree hole, and Shang Sanba hurriedly got up and prepared to close the window.

Through the gap in the window, the Second Elder could be seen distributing the remaining supplies given by the temple.

Seeing Shang Sanjiu stretch out his hands, carefully took a wooden comb from the second elder's hand, his face was slightly blushing, and he hurriedly returned to his tree hole with small steps.

Shang Sanba couldn't help but smile, the life after the baptism is really great!

He turned around and sat in front of his mirror, looking at the young man reflected in the mirror, with long eyebrows like willows, his body like a jade tree, his complexion as clear as jade, and a pair of beautiful eyes full of the spirit of heaven and earth, exuding a black and purple glow, clear but bottomless.

After careful examination, a somewhat sturdy figure gradually merged with his face.

It is the orthopedic film that has accompanied him for almost two years, the man who has been looking forward to countless days and nights.

His face slowly crept into a sad face, but it was still incredibly beautiful.

I haven't seen him in days! Where has he been? Is he safe?

Shang Sanba reached out and picked up a small square box beside him, and the surface of the box was carved with a delicate relief of a book.

He carefully opened the box, and a small stone with a strong glow appeared in front of him.

He gently placed this small stone in the palm of his hand, although he had never seen it, but after being baptized, he knew that this thing was called the Sunset Golden Stone, this stone full of bright breath, he liked it very much.

Carefully placing the fragments of the Sunset Stone on top of his head, he turned his head around to look at himself in the mirror, picked up a comb and combed his hair carefully, and then got up and left his tree hole.

The old tree with the black sun clock was at the head of the village, and it didn't take long to walk, but as you walked along the road, you saw that some children had been taken back to the family, and they were all undressed, their eyes were full of confusion, and they were scurrying around the street aimlessly.

Shang Sanba's hands unconsciously sorted out his coat, gently pulled the red tights lined inside, and then continued to walk towards the village.

Wherever he passed, there would always be a few people looking back, and the afterglow golden stone above his head was so dazzling that many people cast envious glances.

A middle-aged man knelt directly on the ground after seeing Shang Sanba, muttering in his mouth, thanking the gods for their blessings to his relatives.

When I came to the Black Sun Clock, I saw that my original position had now been guarded by a new child, and the child was just like his previous self, his face was a little anxious, and he was not walking back and forth under the tree.

Shang Sanba stood not far away, looking at the dark jungle of dead branches opposite, and silently prayed to God in his heart, hoping that God would bless him and be able to see him today.

I didn't have to wait long, I saw a man come out of the jungle, and in a blink of an eye, he looked closely, this is the companion who participated in the baptism with him before, Shang Jiujiu!

Not him!

Shang Jiujiu waved his hand to the newcomer, and the newcomer turned around and went into the tree hole, and when he saw Shang Sanba standing here, the young man walked quickly, stretched out his hand with a kind face, and said:

"Big Brother Sanba, why are you still here? Don't you have to be on duty?"

Shang Sanba smiled and nodded, shook hands with him first, and then replied:

"The Presbyterian Church hasn't given me a job yet, and I, I miss him so much, we've only met here, and I don't know where to look for him. ”

Shang Jiujiu hurriedly asked:

"Still no news from the Council of Elders?"

Shang Sanba nodded, and was about to continue talking, when he heard that in the tree hole, there was already a word guang~guang~guang~

The three bells rang.

"The day is over, we should rest, big brother, I'll go back first. ”

Shang Jiujiu said and nodded to Shang Sanba, turned around and walked towards the village.

As the bell rang, every family hurriedly returned home to prepare for sleep, and Shangsanba also hurried home, and when he was about to arrive at the door, he saw a figure coming out of a tree hole next to him.

When this person saw Shang Sanba, he seemed to be very familiar, and greeted enthusiastically:

"Sanba, what are you doing in such a hurry!"

Shang Sanba looked carefully, and a dark light flashed in his eyes, and only then did he recognize that this person was the first person to cause a chaotic battle on the day of baptism!

Thinking of him, a sense of shame appeared in his heart, and Shang Sanba felt a little at a loss, so he didn't stop, and said as he walked:

"Of course, go home and sleep!"

looked at Siqi's face in disbelief, pulled his hair, and exclaimed:

"What? It's already dark, I've been asleep for a long time!"

Shang Sanba sweated profusely in his heart, who has been him for a long time, and he can't tell the difference between day and night.

Before entering the door, I heard Shang Siqi muttering in a low voice:

"Okay, go back and go back to sleep. ”

Picking off the fragments of the Sunset Stone, carefully putting it into the box, he walked to the bed and lay down.

A dim light penetrated into the room through the window paper covered with words, and I thought to myself, I must go and get some of the waste paper next time, and the window paper should be replaced.

A faint light entered the room through the somewhat damaged window paper, Shang Sanba stared at this glimmer and fell into deep thought, the man's figure resurfaced in front of him, his tough and handsome face was infinitely magnified in Shang Sanba's heart, closer.

Imagine his long, silky black hair, and follow his long hair to see his seductive neck.

Gently unbuttoning the double-breasted button on his coat, you can see that he is full of muscles that are close to perfection.

These muscles are just the right amount of length, well-organized, and well-shaped, and there is not a single superfluous obstruction to the eye.

The undulating lines of the back, the cinched lines of the waist, the lines of the shoulders hanging down, everything is simply natural, as perfect as a creation.

Gently touching, touching, his hands seemed to be sucked, and involuntarily moved back and forth along the texture of his body.

The warm and soft touch makes you gasp, and with a little effort, you will feel the muscles that are slightly firmer than your skin.

It is not like bones that block human touch, but like jade, it adsorbs, supports, and then contains.

Gently hugging his body, his ribs are like a silent middle-aged man, caressing is the boring touch of the tablet, pressing it to experience the fun of the corners and the restrained rejection, with a little more strength, you can touch the obstacle.

After gently pressing, you can almost immediately feel the resistance from the deep layers of the body, not like the stiffness of the shoulders, the softness of the fat, and the impersonal nature of the bones, it is a kind of elasticity full of vitality, it is the shyness of wanting to refuse and welcome, and it is the gentle embrace that is helplessly opened.

Shang Sanba grabbed his waist with both hands, his fingers folded, and kneading gently and heavily.

The taste is wonderful, and it is really difficult to describe it in detail with words.

In this way, mixed with sweetness and satisfaction, Shang Sanba fell asleep.

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Elder Zhuang Yi sat in his tent, and opposite him sat Zhuang Er and Zhuang San.

In terms of appearance, these three people are exactly the same, and their looks are also very similar, and they can only be distinguished by different hair colors.

The tent was very simple, with only an old table and a bed made of a few dry branches.

On a wooden shelf were a few books given by the gods, which were the brightest objects in the room.

There are some unused papers in the corner, and the annual share of paper is very small, and everyone has to apply to the Great Elder if they want to use it.

The used waste paper is kept by the two elders and distributed to each household for daily use such as pasting windows.

The bed, made of tree branches, was usually used as a seat, and when guests came, they sat on a stake that Shoichi had cut down in his spare time.

At this moment, Zhuang Yi closed the book in his hand and said to Zhuang Er and Zhuang San sitting on the stump in a serious voice:

"This time, the supplies are all out again, Zhuang Er, you have to plan in the future, you can't be so extravagant and wasteful, we also need some storage." ”

After speaking, he handed the ledger of the materials to Zhuang Er, suddenly remembered something, looked at Zhuang San and continued:

"I don't think he has been assigned a job yet, right? I see he's been hanging around today!"

The expression on Zhuang San's face was a little tangled, and he replied:

"Yes, Sanba's personality is really weak, I'm afraid it's not suitable for rough work like going out on patrol. ”

When Zhuang Yi heard this, he thought about it carefully, and then opened his mouth to suggest:

"Isn't there a vacancy in the freak paddock?

Zhuang San shook his head:

"The women over there are full, and there is no place at all. ”

Zhuang nodded:

"Then stay for now...... By the way, did you find the top four?"

Zhuang San shook his head and said:

"On the day of his baptism, he went to the temple and never returned, I wonder if he was..."

All three of them did not speak again, and fell into deep thought.

Shangsi is the second generation of baptized clansmen, Zhuang Yi believes that he will not do anything to anger the gods, so why did he not go back there?

It wasn't until Zhuang Er and Zhuang San were about to leave that Zhuang Yi instructed:

"Don't spread the word about this, we don't know the reason for it, we must keep it secret, so as not to cause panic. ”

The two nodded their heads in quick succession, and then exited the tent.

Zhuang Yi finished handling some trivial matters and was ready to rest.

He pulled the quilt on the side, covered his body, and didn't take off his coat, so he lay straight on the bed.

He closed his eyes tightly, imagining the first time he saw the gods, the power of the gods seemed to be close in front of him, his mood was a little excited, and his lips were trembling slightly.

Just look at Zhuang Yi put his hands on his chest, and said silently:

"O God of all respect, we have no one in the world to look to our dear Lord in majesty. You are the God who created the heavens and the earth, and you are the Lord who is gracious to us. Send messengers to continue to open the way for us, so that while we are alive on earth, we may receive your great grace and receive the oil that you have poured on our way. Pray that the dear Lord will tailor it for us and all the dark spirits, so that we may enjoy the grace of God and bless us with all the blessings you have bestowed. ”

The night was long, and the entire Dark Elf clan fell into a state of silence.

A monkey with a cold eye swept over the territory, let out a squeaky roar, scratched its head, and disappeared into the depths of darkness.