Chapter 1268 The true appearance of the goddess of fate!
Lin En pointed with his big hand and said, "That's right! That's it! Feather Pen, you are indeed worthy of being my best friend. You really saw through my secret thoughts at a glance! In this case, let's..."
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[Ding! You were hit hard by Feather Pen, mental value -20]
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Feather Pen closed his eyes, raised his fist "β¬", and ignored the smoking Lin En on the opposite side.
Sure enough.
Still as bad as ever.
This Lin scum.
If she hadn't paid full attention to his behavior on Blue Star during this period, given his character, she might have really been tricked by him, this bastard who didn't even let the pen go.
He is already hopeless.
"Let's talk about the affair later. Leave quickly after reading it. I still have a lot of things to do. Don't try to waste time."
In this state, Feather Pen's goddess temperament came out all of a sudden.
Lin En glared and said:
"Won't you sit down again? I rented such a big house after all?"
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The teacup in the hand was easily crushed in the hand of the feather pen.
Lin En nodded, adjusted his monocle, and said: "No problem, I just wanted to take a look. I don't know who rented such a big house to me. I have no idea. Come, have a cup of black tea first."
"..."
Try to ignore the flexible character of the creature in front of him, so as not to make it disabled for life because of his carelessness.
The feather pen regained its ethereal figure, looking dignified and not to be played with.
"But I have to tell you."
The feather pen sat down, seemed to shake its head slightly, and the starlight flickered.
"It's not that I don't let you see it, but my godhood as the God of Destiny still exists. Although I am cursed now, the mark still exists. If you look at me, it's like looking directly at the gods, but gods cannot be looked at directly. This is why rule gods like us use symbols to indicate our existence, because this is likely to cause some abnormal effects on you."
Lin En was stunned and said, "Is it a good thing or a bad thing?"
Quill Pen said, "What do you think?"
Lin En said seriously, "But I just want to see you, because you are the first goddess I met."
Quill Pen: "Do you want to meet the second one?"
Lin En: "That must be Duo Duo Yi..."
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Seeing that he was about to beat him.
Lin En blocked it instantly and said seriously, "I just beat him once. If I beat him again, he will be gone. And don't you feel a little jealous if I beat him this time?"
Quill Pen resisted her impulse.
She finally calmed down her mood and sat there quietly staring at Lin En opposite her.
Slowly.
The brilliance of her body, like a galaxy, gradually faded, as if there was a veil between them, and at this moment, it was being peeled off bit by bit.
Lin En held his breath.
The whole room fell into silence, with only the two of them staring at each other.
And it was as if there was a long river of fate between them.
When the starlight finally faded, he saw the pair of eyes like the night sky through the hazy veil, and with just that one glance, Lin En felt as if his soul was completely attracted. It was an indescribable mysterious feeling, as if those eyes were what you were looking for in this life.
It was as if the one in front of you was the real god of destiny.
She sat there, almost as if waiting for you to lift her veil.
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Just like your destined bride.
I don't know when.
Lin En had completely held his breath, almost completely attracted by the eyes that were staring at him.
"Can I take it off for you?"
Lin En asked while holding his breath.
But the goddess in front of him didn't speak, but his cheek was reflected in her eyes, sitting there quietly, with starlight flowing.
Lin En saw her long, flowing hair.
He finally held his breath and reached out to her.
But when he was about to touch the veil.
He stopped.
In fact, he knew that he was a bastard, and he could even remain calm at any time, but for some reason, at this moment, he actually felt his nervousness, as if you were not lifting her veil, but a huge destiny.
But he finally Made up his mind.
Slowly touched the star-like veil, and then gently...
took it off for her.
At that moment.
When Lin En really saw the true face of the feather pen, he was completely stunned there, and even his outstretched hand seemed to stop, as if the whole world lost its color in front of him in an instant.
And only she was left.
He had seen many girls, many very beautiful girls.
Whether it was the mistress, the doll lady, the mother tree of desire before the curse, or even the seraph, they all had a beauty that could drive all the opposite sex crazy.
But at this moment.
He suddenly discovered.
It really doesn't matter whether it's pretty or not, or whether it's beautiful or not, because everything pales in front of the feather pen at this moment.
Because they are not real gods.
If there is anything that is the most beautiful thing in the world, it is the rules of order, and the fate flowing in it...
It is even more soaked in beauty.
Because it is the face of God.
"Have you finished reading it?"
The voice asked.
At that moment, Lin En's soul was directly pulled back, as if he had experienced a huge war, and his spirit seemed to have changed a little.
And when the feather pen once again restored its previous appearance, the countless starlight returned, covering the face of beauty, and Lin En was still in a state of daze.
I don't know how long it took.
"Is your curiosity satisfied now?"
The feather pen said mischievously.
Lin En didn't speak.
He pressed his forehead, his eyes tired, he tried hard to pull himself away from the feather pen, but he soon found that he couldn't do it at all.
"It's over..."
"I feel like I will never like another girl again, I'm ruined..."
He wasn't joking.
But he really felt that way objectively.
Because it's really hard to describe that feeling in words, as if when you finally see the highest beauty in this vast universe, everything else has no meaning to you anymore, as if all your fates are pointing to the goddess in front of you at that moment, and you regard her as your future life destination.
And she didn't do anything.
Just because you saw her...
No desire, only yearning.
At that moment he felt as if he had become her follower, and would be extremely loyal to her and die for her, and everything else became less important.
"That's why I told you that when you haven't reached a certain level, you can't look directly at God."
The feather pen gently reached out to him.
"Forget what happened just now."
"Just pretend that you have never seen me, otherwise, there will be nothing you care about in the whole hell."
A ripple spread from his forehead.
That gentle voice was like water flowing through his heart.
In an instant.
The true appearance of the feather pen that was imprinted in Lin En's heart seemed to be erased, leaving only a little reflection, so that you could no longer vaguely remember her true appearance.
Lin En was like just coming out of a sauna, sweating all over, almost exhausted.
When he raised his head again.
There was only the hazy and tranquil starlight surging on the feather pen.
"Did you forget?"
The feather pen asked.
Lin En rubbed his forehead with a wry smile and said, "Forgot... I only remember a little bit..."
The feather pen seemed to reveal an arc and said, "Now you understand, the true appearance of God cannot be looked at directly, just like just now, if you are not careful, your fate will inevitably point to me, and this is only because I am the God of Destiny. If it is a god of some other rules, one glance may make you doomed."
It's like falling into a black hole.
The only direction you have in this life is her.
Want to attract her attention, want to be trampled by her, want to be owned by her...
Lin En rubbed his eyes and grinned: "Are all rule gods as beautiful as you... This is too outrageous..."
Now he only remembers the vulgar word "beautiful".
Quill Pen stood up lightly like a girl and said:
"Of course not."
"It's just that every god has his own rules, but before our world was broken, I was indeed pursued by many rule gods... Well, of course this is not narcissism, but as a rule god of the sequence of fate, it was set to be very beautiful from the moment of birth, because if there is really a will that represents all the rules..."
She raised her head and looked yearningly.
"Then He should also hope that everyone's fate can be beautiful."
