How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

The corners of Song Wenjing's mouth rose slightly, and his bright eyes became as blue as the sea. His affectionate eyes showed his gentleness and elegance!

As elegant as a gentleman.

At this moment, Ji Chen didn't hear what he said at all. All he could think of was the young man's charming smile and affectionate eyes.

The young man lowered his head slightly, as if he was going to kiss himself!

"Do you think I'm dead?" Song Wenjing chopped off his arm without any warning.

Fortunately, the man was very close to him, and the dagger in his hand that could cut through iron like mud was finally useful.

"what?!"

“…My arm!”

Ji Chen was awakened by the sudden pain, and the romantic thoughts in his mind were shattered by this action, and his arm fell off.

Blood splattered onto the ground. His hands trembled as he touched the wound. His legs knelt down unconsciously, and he murmured with a confused look in his eyes.

"...Why? You are obviously my father's man, why do you treat me like this?" The severe pain made him almost faint.

He bit his lips tightly to keep himself awake at all times.

Could it be that this person is going to betray him? Didn’t his father plant a poisonous insect in him?

The system watched this scene with gloating satisfaction.

I thought to myself: Brother, you are so brave (｀Δ′)!

If you planned to kill someone's wife in front of them, wouldn't they be furious and kill you? The host in the memory was very gentle, and it seemed that he never got angry.

But when the host smiled, his tone was very calm, but he chopped off the man's arm very quickly!

It suddenly felt a chill on its neck, fuck!

This kind of person who smiles one second and stabs you in the heart the next! It seems that this might be a bit scary!

You have no way of reacting to this kind of person, and he or she doesn't show his or her emotions. You have no idea whether he or she who was chatting and laughing with you one second will stab you in the heart with a knife the next.

No wonder I always have a feeling that my host is a little difficult to deal with (???w???)!

Now I finally see it!

Mamma Mia!

Song Wenjing raised the corners of his lips, his voice magnetic and full of tenderness, as if he was talking to his little lover, saying: "I have never admitted it."

"Why do you think I'm your father's man? And not someone who wants to kill you?"

The gentle voice made Ji Chen's body tremble uncontrollably. This was clearly the devil's low moan!

"...Ah?" His scalp tightened and he couldn't help but shout out in severe pain. His hair was pulled out, revealing his fragile neck.

He knew that he had become a prey, "...cough cough cough, I was wrong." He knew that if he showed weakness at this time, he would only have one life.

In order to survive, he had to endure these insults.

"Tsk! I heard that the high priest is God's messenger? Has God conveyed his will to you?" Song Wenjing could smell the stench on Ji Chen.

The sticky feeling on his hand made him frown, but he couldn't let go now. If he let go, the loach in his hand might move away from the iron gate.

Just now, I grabbed his hair when he wasn't paying attention. I wanted to grab his clothes, but his clothes were covered in blood. Song Wenjing said that he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

He is still alive after losing so much blood. He is worthy of being the son of luck!

A soft voice came from behind Ji Chen. The voice was as warm as the sun, but it made him feel as if he was in the cold snow-capped mountains!

Dangerous and freezing cold!

At the beginning, the young man looked like an elegant gentleman, and his personality should be as gentle as jade.

But I didn't expect it to be a demon in human skin!

Seeing that he was keeping silent with his head down and looking unhappy, Song Wenjing pulled him out fiercely, and immediately a scream and a plea for mercy were heard.

“Ahhh…, I, I am the high priest…” Ji Chen didn’t dare to say the rest of the words. The so-called messenger of God was just a self-proclaimed title.

After all, he was already the high priest, and no one would resist him if he said he was God's messenger. Over the years, he had received a lot of respect and benefits because of this title!

"Hmm? What else?" Song Wenjing held the dagger against his neck. With a little force, blood immediately flowed out. "You should know better and not make me angry. Understand?"

"[Host, you are so handsome (●°u°●)?"] When the system saw this scene, its eyes were full of stars and it blurted out in an admiring tone.

When Song Wenjing heard the system's voice, his eyes flickered a little, and he explained: "Qianchen, if anyone dares to speak rudely to your sweetheart in the future."

"Remember to smile beautifully and strike quickly! Don't give the enemy any chance to take advantage. Take advantage of their surprise and kill them directly."

"If An An hadn't also been interested in this person, I would have stabbed the dagger in his heart long ago, leaving him no chance to speak and forcing him to kneel before the King of Hell and confess his sins."

[Host, I understand. Is this what Lao Liu did?]

"Get out of the way!" Song Wenjing's tone was a little fierce, but the smile on his face was sincere.

[Received!] The system is somewhat curious. Is this behavior of its own host a hypocrite? No.

How can this be called a hypocrite? Its host is so kind, and even when killing people, he is still very polite. At least he will smile at you!

He is obviously a polite gentleman!

Under his coercion and inducement, Ji Chen could only say helplessly: "I named myself the messenger of God. There is no God in this world. Yes, I'm sorry."

"I really know I was wrong. Please let me go. I, I...as long as you let me go, I will never appear in front of Wu Jinan and you."

The person behind him didn't react. He thought about it in his mind and said hurriedly: "Although I have declared myself a divine messenger, I really have no intention of harming others."

"All I did was to make the people in the village feel more at ease and prevent them from panicking."

The tribesmen who were in panic because of the disaster finally calmed down under the gentle comfort of him, the messenger of God. This was all thanks to him.

Ji Chen suddenly remembered that some people were discussing about outsiders a few days ago. This person was from another place like He Zeli, right?

"Oh! What about the mountain god? Is that python really the mountain god? You and An An's father are of the same generation, but why are you so young?"

"Like a young man in his 20s? Can the python really make people stay young and immortal?" Song Wenjing was quite curious about the mountain god called python.

Even if one is born with intelligence, it will not keep one young forever!

When Ji Chen heard his words, his eyes flickered slightly, and he clenched his fists, trying to break free from Song Wenjing's restraints.

He didn't expect that Song Wenjing had already predicted his move, and the dagger in his hand increased in weight. "Don't move, the dagger in my hand is very powerful."

"If your head falls to the ground accidentally, you won't be able to put it back."

"I know you want to snatch the dagger from my hand and then escape with your hair cut off, but please don't let your wishful thinking get you away."

Ji Chen has waist-length hair. His hair should have been black and smooth like flowing water, but unfortunately it has become messy now.