Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

The defense of the Northland in the Darkest Realm has been damaged due to the birth of new monsters.

Now under Samuel's control, the Northland has returned to normal and is no longer full of dark creatures, but it is still extremely desolate and there is no daylight.

Ange performed a lighting technique, and the light ball slightly illuminated a small area in front of him.

On the way to Beidi, Ange told Ji Yan a lot about what happened in the temple.

Knowing that Gales was about to have his talent taken back, she had some subtle feelings in her heart.

Although the male protagonist in the original work also has many shortcomings, he still has the halo of the protagonist, and it is impossible for his talent to be taken away.

Moreover, there is no description of Ange as the incarnation of the God of Light in the original work. It seems that the plot suddenly changed a lot.

Ji Yan is not sure whether this change is good or bad, and whether it affects the fate of the original protagonist. She doesn't even know where the original protagonist went after she came to this world.

The system almost never answered her questions during her mission. Ji Yan could only wait until the mission was over before asking it these questions.

At the edge of the Northland, Ange stopped. Perhaps it was time to leave, but some memories from long ago were brought back to him.

"Samuel was a very clingy child when he was a child. One time he wanted to ask me for a hug, but I didn't agree. But seeing his lonely look, I promised to give him a hug on his next birthday."

"But I forgot about this promise. On his birthday, he hesitated to speak, and even tried to remind me by showing me a picture of human believers embracing, but I thought he wanted to have believers of his own, and he didn't. Remembering that hug.”

"After that day, Samuel was angry alone for a long time, but he was still young and young after all. It didn't take long for him to forgive me for forgetting my promise."

As he spoke, he paused before continuing: "It wasn't until I threw him into the human world that I discovered that Samuel had an emotional diary. He wrote down all the happy and unhappy things in the diary every day."

As Ji Yan listened to Ange's description, the image of the childish god in her mind gradually became fuller and more vivid.

"Is that diary still there?" The girl blinked and asked particularly curiously.

"Yes." But Ange shook his head again, "But not here. When I find my strength later, I can give it to you."

Ji Yan bent her eyes, and the girl's smile was like the sweetest wine in the Garden of Eden. Ange was inexplicably startled, and there was another emotion in his heart besides love for the believers.

He knew clearly that this emotion was related to Samuel.

The God of Light spent the first half of his life in failure and curses. Later, he would occasionally indulge in the guilt of abandoning the young God of Darkness.

No one in this world is lonelier than God.

This strange and special emotion gave rise to a delusion in his heart, and by some strange coincidence, he raised his hand and touched the girl's head.

Ji Yan was slightly startled when she heard Ange sigh and say, "If it weren't for Samuel, maybe I would have a crush on you."

After leaving such a specious sentence, Ange turned around and left the darkest realm.

Ji Yan felt strange, what is this?The God of Light is also expressing his affection for her?

As soon as this idea emerged, the temperature in the north suddenly dropped, and the ball of light hanging between the girl's fingers flashed suddenly, and was extinguished at last.

Thick black mist rolled in the air, spreading from the ground, and finally slowly climbed up along the slender white ankles under the girl's skirt, almost wrapping around her entire body.

The cool mist seemed to materialize, teasing the girl who was still in a dazed state.

Ji Yan's heart beat hard, and then she was lifted up by the black mist. The expected fall did not happen, but she was thrown into a cold embrace.

A familiar cold fragrance lingers on the tip of my nose.

The god hugged her from behind, lowered his head slightly, pressed his cold lips to her cheek, held her waist tightly with one hand, and his voice was like arsenic wrapped in honey.

"Are you going to abandon me too?"

Ji Yan's body stiffened slightly, and she opened her lips, but didn't say a word.

The god chuckled softly, and his slender fingers seemed to accidentally entangle the girl's complicated skirt.

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment and raised her hand to stop the other party's movements.

This move seemed to irritate Him again, and the waist was tightened, almost crushing her ribs. Then the world started to spin, and the god used a teleportation technique to bring her back to the temple from the North.

On the cold throne, the girl's rose-like skirt was spread out neatly, followed by a gorgeous and cold black robe.

Her chin was pinched and raised, causing slight pain in her jaw. Samuel bit her lip almost cruelly, and then pushed her teeth arrogantly, forcing her to take the initiative to accommodate him.

The anger of the god seemed to cut her whole body apart.

Ji Yan had never felt that time was so long. The god slowly wiped the sweat from her body. At this moment, he walked out of control and kissed her lips patiently.

Ji Yan also changed her clothes one after another.

Samuel bent down and picked her up from the throne, then turned around and walked to the bed in the temple, holding her and falling down together.

Ji Yan turned her back to him. Even though she had no strength, she rolled towards the wall, tightly grabbed a corner of the quilt and huddled in the corner.

Samuel paused, pursed his lips and pulled her back.

He couldn't help but press the girl's head to his chest.

Ji Yan struggled to no avail, and finally cursed an asshole in a weak voice.

As a result, He was angered again, and His jaw was cracked open again. God seemed to be suppressing the anger rolling in his eyes, and said word by word: "What did you just say?"

Ji Yan: "Asshole..."

"Heh. Say it again."

"Mum... um..."

Samuel didn't want to hear her say that. Once she said it, he would stop her until she couldn't say anything anymore.

Ji Yan's voice was so hoarse in the end that she could no longer speak a complete syllable.

She slept in Samuel's arms all night, and when she woke up the next day, she opened her eyes and met a pair of dark eyes.

Ji Yan subconsciously wanted to run away, but God easily caught her back.

He seemed to have discovered something more meaningful. His long eyelashes were casually lowered, but his fingers skillfully hooked the girl's skirt.

Ji Yan was slightly stunned, and then she was lifted over and pressed into Samuel's arms.

The dresses are spread out, layer upon layer, like slowly blooming petals.

...

When Ji Yan woke up again, it was already a new day.

She held on to her tired body and walked step by step towards the door of the temple while Samuel was not around.

As expected, the gods had set up a barrier before leaving.

...This time, she couldn't even leave the temple.