Why is the old office attacking mutant slag swollen?

"Your Highness has liked Randy for 1 years, and now he has finally come out. Although the current lover has a bad temper, he is much stronger than before..."

Yao pricked up his ears.

"That's right, when Randy died before, although His Royal Highness won the war against the Heavenly Demon, he was so downcast that he didn't accept the title of God of War at all, and locked himself up to see no one."

"Now His Highness can still show a little expression when communicating with his lover. It's much better than before."

"Thinking about the torrential rain that happened to Guangyao Ripple 2000 years ago, I'm very scared now. If it's later, Your Highness will..."

There was an eerie silence.

"Don't blame yourself anymore, it was a relief for His Highness at that time...Although His Highness has died since then..."

"If it wasn't for looking for Randy's reincarnation, then His Royal Highness would not adopt so many angel eggs. Unfortunately, he was never able to find them again. You said, His Royal Highness Randy has been dead for more than 1 years. Where can he be reincarnated?"

Just finished speaking, another girl angel said: "Don't expect him to appear. Now His Royal Highness and his lover are so close, and he is quite happy. If His Royal Highness Randy comes back, you are hoping that His Royal Highness will remember those painful memories before. ?"

Yao felt that he overheard something extraordinary.

Could it be that Althea had a relationship before...so deep in love that she even chose to die in love?

Yao Nao added a lot of touching plots, but felt that compared with that so-called Randy, he must be trampled underfoot.

Yao supported his sore lower back and walked aimlessly, not knowing where he went.

It wasn't until the night was getting dark that Yao came back to his senses.

I, unknowingly came to Wangyou Valley.

This is Althea's favorite place to stay in the entire Radiant Ripple.

He also likes to talk about the harp on the altar, presumably he must have played with Randy here before.

Yao recalled the first time he came to the heaven. In order to find Althea's weakness, he also sneaked into Al's dream with Huanwu. Among them, his most frequent dream was that an angel died in battle, and Alcia Er watched quietly with a sad face.

This dream has been repeated hundreds of thousands of times in just tens of thousands of years, which shows how much influence it had on Al.

Maybe the dead angel was Randy.

Yao jumped onto the altar, sitting behind the harp just like Al once did, plucking the strings with both hands, only a mess of sounds came out.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and there was a hint of coolness in the air.

Yao felt that his heart was colder than the night.

No, I am a majestic king of another world, how can I be so depressed.

Yao gritted his teeth, his whole body was filled with morale-inspiring flames again, and he played the harp with the flames. The strings of the harp are made of water flow. The water in the pot was mediocre, sizzling, and Yao, a music idiot, couldn't tell how bad his own music was, and he was even a little self-admired.

Finally, the angel who saved everyone's ears came.

Yao was admiring himself, his hands were wrapped by the other hands.

The familiar breath hit her neck, Yao subconsciously leaned back, wanting to get close to him.

Althea held him in her arms, led him with both hands, and played the harp.

The lingering sound lingered, lingering around the beam for three days, and the valley at night was filled with a quiet fragrance. This sound of the piano seemed to purify all the holy light, and slowly drifted far, far away.

Yao's eyes were shining brightly, and he liked this feeling very much. He looked up at Yao's neck, but Al turned his head, closed his eyes and kissed him lightly.

The soft touch on the lips is really a bit like the quiet sound of the piano.

After a while, the tune was heard.

The kiss was not intense, Yao stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Al's half wing, wrapping it around himself, and at the same time suppressed the flames.

"cold?"

"Of course, otherwise why would I set the fire myself to keep warm." Yao squinted at him, his face full of expressions like you're talking nonsense.

"Glorious Ripples is a city built with water elements, and the temperature is indeed very low. If you are afraid of the cold, I will build a few more hot springs in the near future." Al rolled up half of his wings tightly, trying to protect him.

"Al, you play the piece well, it's on par with me just now. Someday we'll compete and learn from each other," Yao said.

Alcia chuckled twice, without any expression on her face.

Looking at the other person's face, Yao remembered the words of those laundry girls again, and his whole face darkened.

"I just finished my business, and I didn't see you when I went back. Why didn't I go back so late?" Al asked.

"I have something on my mind. I don't want to go back." Yao moved his eyes away from him.

"my question?"

"En." Yao hesitated to speak.

"Communication before lovers is the most important thing. Yao, you can say anything, as long as it's not breaking up." Al shook his hand.

"Randy... who is it?"

Alcia froze.

"Al?"

"..." After a moment of silence, Al sighed, "I can't remember too. I just remember that he was the master who taught me swordsmanship. Later, in the Second Demon War, when I competed with him, he was punished. The wound cost him his life. Since then, I have been blaming myself."

"Don't you like him?"

"I don't know. I really don't know." Al looked back at him with a slightly nervous expression: "Randy was the former Earth Elemental Angel, the strongest person in the heavens at that time, but he died because of me. This god of war in the heavens The title should belong to him, but he gave me the one who survived. I always feel that I am sorry for him, but I don’t know if I feel like a lover.”

"They said you died the night before? Is it true?" Yao was also a little nervous.

"..." Al was stunned, his face was very painful: "I am indeed dead, if Father God hadn't come at that time, I would have turned into nothingness."

"Al!" Yao felt a pain in his heart when he thought that he might lose him, and suddenly hugged his waist tightly.

"I blamed myself for thousands of years about Randy, until one day, I freed myself, I cut off half of my heart with a knife, and threw it out of the heavens. When I waited for death , Father God arrived, and replaced half of a heart with a sealing stone and stuffed it into my chest. I survived."

Yao touched the position of his chest with his hands, feeling the sound inside. Although the beating of the heart was powerful, half of it had been dug out.

"I... I stabbed here with a sickle..." Thinking of this, Yao wanted to beat himself up.

"Since the stone was placed here, the chest has become my vital point. The blade you used back just pierced the stone, and I will die."

"..." Yao felt distressed to death.

"Otherwise, do you think you can really kill me with just one move of yours?" Al hooked his lips and kissed his forehead.

"You still have the mood to say this. I'm almost blaming myself to death, okay?" Yao said angrily.

"After losing half of my heart, my memory and feelings about Randy have been blurred. There is only a vague dream, which constantly reminds me to make up for him. So, I have been looking for his reincarnation."

"So you adopted many angels? Raised them?"

"Yes, Randy is loyal to Father God. If he could choose, he would definitely be reincarnated in heaven. But I haven't found it yet."

"Al, you were reborn this time, did you get that half of your heart back?"

Al shook his head.

Yao took a deep breath.

Al now says that he only wants to make up for Randy because he forgot that the lost half of his heart contained all his thoughts for Randy.

If Heart and Randy come back one day, will he still like himself?

As if he could foresee his lover's departure, Yao only felt powerless.

"Al, I love you. I love you. I love you." Yao buried his face in his chest, and could only repeat his vow over and over again.

Don't leave me, don't leave me, don't forget me...don't...

"Yao, did I ever tell you that you look so charming?" Al smiled.

"..."

Al wrapped his wings tightly around him, and stretched forward again.

After feeling something hard, Yao's face was livid, and he raised his head to stare at him fiercely, "You big pervert who is in heat at any time."

"I won't do it today, but I want to hug you." Al wrapped his arms around his waist and stood there like this.

"Since you lost half of your heart, the remaining half must contain me." Yao ordered, sticking close to him.

"If that half came back, it must have been pretending to be you. My lover."

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