露脸经典50岁的老熟女

He was a young man in his twenties. He wore a red robe, which was different from the red robes worn by ordinary npcs in Skyfire City. His red robe was embroidered with golden threads, and there was a sun that was radiating golden light in all directions.

At this moment, he was giving his speech with all his might and enthusiasm, encouraging the hearts of the people. The surrounding npcs sat in a circle, their eyes burning as they looked at him with excitement and yearning.

There were also some players around who could not help but look at him with admiration.

Under such an atmosphere, people were easily influenced by words.

Meng Jingtian listened for a while. He could tell that this guy had done a lot of homework before bewitching people. He knew what the npcs wanted.

From the short speech just now, he had promised these things more than once. Money, Fame, strength, and lofty ideals that transcended the secular world. As long as he sincerely believed in him, he would definitely be able to get them!

After staying in such an environment for a long time, the players who knew that he was just a fraud could not help but be influenced and admire him.

Moreover, here, players could generally obtain a higher status from their “Cult master”. npcs who looked down on them from other places were respectful to them here.

The players of the heaven fire cult found a sense of superiority from npcs. They were happy to stay here and follow the cult master of the Heaven Fire Cult.

“Leader, do you want to talk?”Meng Jingtian didn’t go out rashly. Instead, he sent a private message to the young man in the middle of the crowd who was wearing the red robe of the scorching sun.

All the people here were fervent believers of his. It would be troublesome if he stood out and spouted nonsense now.

“Huh?”Zhen Yuan, who had just finished his speech and was about to lead his believers to do some ceremony, was stunned. When he saw the name of the private message sent to him, his pupils constricted slightly.

Meng Jingtian!

His feelings were a little complicated. Surprise, fear, confusion..

With Meng Jingtian’s current fame in the game, no matter who received his secret message, they would probably be excited beyond words.

Even Zhen Yuan, who was also respected as a “God”by others, couldn’t help but feel his heart tremble.

However... why did Meng Jingtian look for him?

Zhen Yuan was a little confused and a little uneasy. He had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

However, after some consideration, he decided to see Meng Jingtian first and see what he meant.

Therefore, after a moment of hesitation, Zhen Yuan returned to Meng Jingtian’s private chat and asked him to wait for a while. Then, he calmly led the believers to finish the ritual and let them leave.

Some simple religious rituals were also helpful to consolidate and strengthen the believers’faith.

Regardless of whether it was useful or not, it looked very formal and powerful.

“You are Meng Jingtian. What do you want to talk to me about?”Zhen Yuan looked at Meng Jingtian and asked ten minutes later.

“You seem a little disappointed.”Meng Jingtian sat down on a chair and asked with a smile.

“I thought you had three heads and six arms!”Zhen Yuan shrugged and made a small joke.

“Do you want to be a real God?”Meng Jingtian knocked on the table and asked Zhen Yuan casually.

He couldn’t make Zhen Yuan a natural god like him, but a god recognized by the system could.

Because he was a main god!

Hairy God like Zeng Shenyu could be said to be a real god recognized by the system, but to a certain extent, it didn’t count because they weren’t innate gods, but acquired gods.

Meng Jingtian could make Zhen Yuan become that kind of God.

“What?”Hearing Meng Jingtian’s words, Zhen Yuan was shocked.

Then, he suppressed the shock in his heart and pretended to be calm, smiling, “I’m already a real God, right?”

“Look, there are my temples and idols in the city, just like you! Besides, the npcs in the city crazily believe in me, even more crazily than the npcs in your autumn water city.”Zhen Yuan looked at Meng Jingtian, he said it deliberately, with a hint of provocation.

From what he said, it could be seen that he had learned a lot about Meng Jingtian, the world-shaking first player God in the game!

“Really? Then do you know about the faith value? Why Don’t you set up a few enchantments in your Skyfire City and bestow a few blessings?”Meng Jingtian asked calmly.

There were no enchantments or blessings from the gods in Skyfire City, which Meng Jingtian could find out directly.

In addition to Yuan Feng’s words, Meng Jingtian was sure that Zhen Yuan wasn’t the “God”recognized by the system!

Otherwise, with how much faith the npcs in Skyfire City had for him, he did not lack faith points at all. As the saying went, why didn’t the Guild Master of Blessings, Skyfire City, develop?

This was his home.

Zhen Yuan was really stumped. He could not help but grab the handle of the chair.

He did not know what faith points, enchantments, and blessings were.

Was he still not... a true God?

The npcs in Skyfire City believed in him so much, so why was he still not considered a god?

What did Meng Jingtian do to become a “God”!

Zhen Yuan felt upset and indignant when he thought of this.

“How can I become a true... God?”After a long silence, Meng Jingtian drank his tea calmly and allowed Zhen Yuan to think. Finally, he asked with some difficulty.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t compare to Meng Jingtian.

This game was indeed unfair!

“It’s very simple. Trust me!”Meng Jingtian grinned and pointed at himself.

“Trust You?”Zhen Yuan looked at Meng Jingtian with a strange expression. Did he think he was an idiot?

If he believed in Meng Jingtian, wouldn’t he become a follower of Meng Jingtian? How could he become a real god.

“Impossible! They are all gods, why should I believe you?”Zhen Yuan’s face darkened and he shook his head.

...

“I gave you a chance, are you sure you don’t want it?”Meng Jingtian put down the Teacup and looked at Zhen Yuan.

“Are you threatening me?”Zhen Yuan narrowed his eyes and asked.

“That’s right!”Meng Jingtian answered straightforwardly.

“Either you trust me and become a true ‘God’, or... You Will ‘perish’! If you were me, would you allow another ‘God’to rise up and sit with me?”

Zhen Yuan’s throat was dry, and he found it difficult to answer.

No! If he were Meng Jingtian, he would definitely strangle the other party to death the moment he showed the slightest hint.

For Meng Jingtian to allow him to develop to this point, he was truly... ‘merciful’.

Zhen Yuan’s eyes rolled. He wanted to find a way to escape. Since he wanted to become a “God,”he was naturally unwilling to be under anyone. It would be very difficult for him to submit!