Original God, looking for the heart

The morning sun has just risen, and the diffuse fog gradually subsides. The woods and shrubs are all wet; the green branches, green leaves, and delicate petals of the flowers are stained with crystal water drops, shining with magnificent brilliance. Dewdrops roll down along the dreamland of dandelions and clovers, splashing into pieces of transparent sunlight. In this golden noise, a morning that is no longer humid hatches...

The window on the tree house opened, and a white furry head poked out. Facing the dim light of the morning sun, he stretched out his hand to catch the tail of the breeze.

Obviously they were wandering on the sea two days ago, and not long ago they were riding a carriage through the rainforest——

"What are you doing?" Slender but strong arms wrapped around Mo Bei's waist, and another furry thing came close to him, curious and a little dissatisfied at the same time, as if he was blaming the person in front of him for not even changing his clothes. good.

Mo Bei then made a move to get out of the quilt, but the next second - he directly covered the scattered soldiers in the quilt.

"Wow~" He howled happily and threw himself on the skirmisher, smelling his fragrance.

"Childish." The skirmisher leaned forward and "accidentally" pushed Mo Bei back.

There was a rustling sound in the raised quilt.

Mo Bei's eyes widened and he had not yet reacted: "Wait...~" When the boy reacted, his brain only left a warning of suffocation.

The skirmishers clasped Mo Bei's wrist tightly and asked for it tirelessly.

Poor Mo Bei could only calm down a little by grabbing the sheets with both hands.

After a while, a red-faced "little fox" emerged from the quilt, shouting that he was going to change clothes.

The skirmisher sat up, thinking that it would be great if he could do this earlier. He pursed his lips, savoring the young man's breath.

——Xumi, Teaching Order——

After breakfast, the waiter informed the two of them that the Great Sage had arrived at the agreed place for conversation.

Mo Bei recalled carefully, did he still have an appointment with someone? Hmm... maybe I was too tired after arriving at Xumi City the night before, so I forgot about it.

"Explain." The skirmisher sounded very unhappy.

"Sir, may I ask where it is..."

"The two parties agreed last night did not have him." The skirmisher's gaze seemed to cut the man into pieces, "Changing the person to talk to without authorization? In front of me, does he, Azar, deserve to have power?"

"It's Sir Doctor..."

"Shut up!" The skirmisher's body became even more cold, and the lightning that could not be suppressed was excited. His pupils shrank with anger, as if he wanted to skin someone alive.

Just like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, it issued a low curse: "Dotore... Oh, how can you covet him!"

Mo Bei keenly captured the information of the fourth person and stopped all actions at hand: "Doctor...Dotore..."

A chill spread down his spine and swept through his whole body.

Mo Bei grabbed a corner of his shirt with his hand and held it tightly.

Cold...so cold...I can't control it, he's shaking, he's becoming numb. Stop... Mo Bei closed his eyes, but still couldn't control his behavior.

The skirmisher moved his eyes and caught a glimpse of something unusual happening in Mo Bei. He showed a rare panic, and after asking again and again to no avail, he decisively sent Mo Bei back to the room in a princess hug. At the same time, the doctor was summoned.

Mo Bei huddled in bed, the chill showing no signs of dissipating. He could only curl up in bed, hugging himself helplessly.

Is it because it's cold in the morning? The skirmisher pressed Mo Bei's forehead and felt that everything was normal.

Later, even the doctor's consultation could not find any problems.

Mo Bei pulled the pendants hanging on both sides of the skirmisher's hat: "...Asan, you go there first, I'm much better. Let me sleep for a while, and nothing will happen again..."

The doctor nodded after hearing this and told him to stay outside the door.

Upon seeing this, the skirmishers finally agreed to meet with Azar under Mo Bei's persuasion. He said he would be back soon.

Mo Bei shrank back into the bed again, looked at the direction where the skirmishers were leaving, and moved his lips with the little strength he had left.

"I'm waiting for you."

……

There was dead silence in the room again, and those two titles became more and more lingering in Mo Bei's mind.

"Who is that? Why...I have this reaction..." Mo Bei asked himself over and over again. It was just a name, why should he be as scared as a wild animal when it sees the light of fire.

When I tried to recall various memories related to this name, my incomplete memory could not give me any answers.

...In fact, he could feel the memory. But the memory was locked up, and the feeling of having it but not being able to mobilize it severely stimulated his brain.

——In the exclusive space——

The crystal entangled by the dragon suddenly shone with light, and several character butterflies seemed to want to break free from this barrier.

Zhu Yue raised his head, let out a loud roar, and forcibly suppressed the entire crystal: "The time has not come yet, and you have not obtained sufficient qualifications."

--Reality--

When Zhu Yue forcibly suppressed the crystal, Mo Bei's spirit also became tense. He grabbed his hair, his pupils shaking.

The moment the suppression was completed, his consciousness fell like a kite with its string broken.

Cries, pleas for mercy, yells and curses were mixed together.

Mo Bei covered his ears, but the sound actually passed through his palms and forcibly invaded his brain.

In a daze, he seemed to see something.

It's a ghost. They twisted their bodies and stretched out their dry hands to grab Mo Bei's face. An unknown force entangled him and dragged him into another unknown space.

There was a sword in the space, a child's back, an operating table and a scalpel... He saw that there were many empty reagent bottles around the operating table, and some even contained liquid... Although he didn't smell any smell, But the brain seems to have developed an uncontrollable stress.

Mo Bei covered his nose and knelt on the ground, touching the test tube with one hand.

"Clang-dang-dang--" The test tube rolled on the ground, making a slightly muddy sound. "Ding dong", seems to hit a black crystal.

The shape of the crystal changed in Mo Bei's eyes, eventually forming a short beak mask...

...! ! !

Mo Bei woke up suddenly, with thick beads of sweat on his forehead.

A dry towel wiped Mo Bei's forehead, erasing the traces of waking up.

"Asan..."

"I'm here."

Mo Bei relaxed and looked into the soldiers' eyes.

Suddenly, he caught a slight flash of electricity in the other person's eyes.

"Don't come here!" Mo Bei shrank back suddenly, and the three elements instantly overflowed, forming a short burst.

The skirmishers didn't know what was going on. But at the moment, he still resisted the burst of elements, hugged Mo Bei, and smoothed Mo Bei's hair.

"Speak out whoever you bullied."

Mo Bei felt the hug and huddled tightly in the other person's arms, unable to say a word.

The skirmisher frowned.

Mo Bei's heart was beating so fast.

……

In the hidden space, the dragon's scales accidentally scratched the crystal. Debris fell to the ground of space——

Circles of blood rippled in shock.

……