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The surrounding temperature is dropping, and Jingujiquan still keeps his head down, but gradually there is a faint bright light in his field of vision, like a moon rising from the water——

No, not the moon.

He squinted at the still water in front of him.

A thin layer of ice covered it, flat and smooth like a mirror, and a layer of frost-like clear and beautiful crystals slowly formed on the dark water, covering and spreading from the outside to the inside, casting a faint light in the distance. The reflection is as bright as a lamp, and the field of vision is full of cold blue and quiet light.

The slight creaking sound of freezing water occupied his hearing, Jingujiquan felt the coldness penetrating into the skin, his consciousness was a little paralyzed, and the hand hanging above was due to poor blood circulation. Chang and showed a touch of bluish white.

A hand covered his.

As if to give him some warmth, that hand pinched his fingertips gently and gently, like a child curiously playing with those ten slender fingers.

But Jingujiquan shivered uncontrollably.

That hand was too cold, colder than the icicles that spread around it, as if it was carved out of ice, he couldn't feel the softness and warmth that belonged to the human body, but felt like being grabbed by a frozen corpse Creepy.

His trembling was very subtle, and was still caught by that person, so the movement of that hand paused, and a soft object stuck to his finger, with a little hot temperature at this moment, coming from his finger Rub the tip up and down, the back of the hand, the wrist, and the forearm.

It stopped at the arm artery for a long time, as if catching the hot and surging blood flow under the skin.

The itchy touch hit the sensitive skin with depressed breathing, Jingujiquan tensed his body, and the soft thing fell down and landed on the side of his ear.

A pair of cold hands reached out from behind and hugged Jingujiquan's waist.

He gasped, feeling goosebumps all over his body being aroused by the sudden coldness.

"Are you cold?" the low, echoing voice murmured in his ear.

Although it was an inquiry, Jingu Jiquan didn't hear any concern from it. This sentence was just a careless step written on the "procedure".

His icy fingers gently dipped into the water, and the moment his fingertips touched the water surface, the still flowing water immediately turned into thin ice, centering on his fingertips, it quickly spread outwards and condensed.However, his movements were not restrained, and he continued to go deeper and deeper. The ice layer was constantly broken and solidified by him. The sound effect of scalp tingling.

Jingujiquan froze and struggled violently.

"Shh...don't move."

The voice seemed to be laughing, which made his commanding tone a little more human.

Jingujiquan did not move.

Of course he can't move, after all his vitals are still in the hands of others, although he doesn't mind being a girl, but the premise is that he can't become a monk halfway through this way.

His obedience seemed to satisfy the other party, so the appearance of the person behind him was completely projected on the ice.

Dark blue and nearly black long hair, a pair of pointed ears covered with fine scales, dark golden pupils with an inorganic indifferent luster, behind him is a round ball floating slowly, like a Like a large night pearl, there are blue ice crystals with four branches like tree branches growing inside.

Jingujiquan's pupils shrank when he saw the ball.

This thing is too familiar to him.

Guichuan Shrine enshrines the statue of Gaolongshen. It is a flying dragon that soars through the clouds and rides the fog. It is carved into the appearance of falling from the sky to the world. The sphere, but in order to echo the identity of Gao Longshen as the god of water, there is a never-ending vortex inside.

——not a bunch of things that have been frozen into ice forks.

The man noticed Jingujiquan's gaze, and he raised his hand without hesitation, his five fingers forming claws, and the ball floated into his palm consciously as if he had been summoned by something.

This pose...

Izumi Jinguji felt his brain start to spiral into self-doubt.

The faint blue light reflected the man's face: "As my young palace secretary, you should know me very well. I never thought of being able to hide it from you."

Jingongjiquan pursed his lips, and murmured after a long time: "Gao Longshen... my lord."

No wonder there have been frequent changes in Guichuan Mountain recently, and there are monsters sneaking in, but Gao Longshen has not seen it. Such a violation of the realm of the gods is not tacitly approved, how could it be tolerated?

Besides Gao Longshen himself, who else can come and go freely in Guichuan Mountain?

Gao Longshen...

Jingujiquan stared at the artifact covered with icy edges, and the edge of his gaze swept across Gao Longshen's dark blue and dark long hair.

He remembered that in the books enshrined in the Guichuan Shrine, it was recorded that the real body of Gao Longshen came. It was a long light blue dragon with gorgeous scales, holding an artifact in its claws that sealed the vortex...

"However, as the young palace secretary, I didn't know that the god I served had fallen."

Jingu Jiquan's voice was very soft, but the meaning contained in the words was cold and sharp.

"Fallen?" Gao Longshen, who had been questioned, suddenly burst into a long laugh. He slammed closer to Jingujiquan, his golden eyes narrowed into a straight line, and the interpupillary distance was fine-tuned like a cold-blooded animal.

"What is depravity? I am a god when I take care of the people, and I am an evil ghost when I take back the blessings I have bestowed?" He laughed arrogantly, "Begging to the gods with a purpose, even prayers have the stench of utilitarianism. Also, who made you think that all gods are good people who sacrifice themselves for others?"

His body is soft and strong, and the underwater part turned into a dragon body, slowly climbing up Jingujiquan's body, wrapping him round and round, and the scales flashing in the water have a dark blue luster , the sharp edge shone with a cold silver light, but when it touched Jinguji Izumi's skin, it softened strangely.

"The gods are a group of selfish guys. Giving blessings and blessings is just a whim. There is no limit to the good and bad of human beings. How can you speculate on the character of the gods based on this?"

Gao Longshen tightened his body and wrapped the human in his arms into his domain: "But I cherish you, an unknown and wonderful soul... Since you appear in my domain, you belong to me... then You danced very well at the Sun Festival, and I accept your dedication."

Festival?Is that the festival where he performed the Kagura Dance instead of the Miko?What a coincidence that Gao Longshen saw it?

No, the ceremony was originally held for God Gao Long, so it is normal to be seen, but what does he mean by this?What does it mean to accept your consecration?

What did he give? !

"I accept you as my bride, and you will live with me on the eternal throne from now on."

This topic jumps up really fast, before Jingongjiquan has turned the corner, the man behind him exhales softly against his face.

There was nothing special in this tone, but in the next second his chin was turned away, facing those golden vertical pupils.

The hot air curled up in the blood seemed to be stirred up in an instant, clamoring and clamoring, urging him to fall into the arms of this man, these golden eyes were always looking into the bottom of his heart, digging out all his secret emotions and unknown thoughts, and then shredded, emptied, and pulled away...

All the memories are arranged into a long film, whether it is the sword of Damocles reflecting the blue sky, the noisy game consoles on the beach in Yokohama, or the flying cherry blossoms and the new moon, they all become memories. A fixed scene printed on a piece of paper.

He remembered everything, but only the emotion of being in it.

This feeling is very strange, as if he has turned back into a baby curled up in his mother's arms. He doesn't have to think about anything, he just needs to sleep peacefully like this, and fall into the land of endless dreams.

The film is still flying down, forming a dark waterfall in the illusory imagination, and the memory going back stops on a pair of amber golden eyes, and the emotions as thick as honey are pressed into an inorganic substance by the flat paper. bright.

Jingujiquan's eyes slowly lowered, and the indifference on his face gradually disappeared, turning into a kind of clean innocence. Gao Longshen imitated the human appearance and bowed his head to kiss his bride. The surrounding scenes were like inferior paint It began to collapse and fall off, revealing the Frost Palace hidden under the darkness.

The fallen god who turned into a dragon body is entrenched on the throne, holding his human bride in his arms. The spacious palace is completely made of frozen frost. He whispers in the gorgeous and cold palace. Walking on the bare back, chasing and teasing the desire hidden underneath.

Gaolongshen is a high-ranking god who has an orthodox divine book in Gaotianyuan, and has the treatment that can be enjoyed by the emperor.He has received countless expensive sacrifices, those beautiful, delicate witches, women with noble blood and beautiful appearance, each of them was specially trained for him, and the way they looked at him was absolutely His faith and love, he didn't even doubt that they would sacrifice themselves for him.

But Gao Longshen had no interest in them at all.

The long years have grown in desolation, and the days on the throne of the gods have disappeared. When the gods without desire and emotion counted the No. 90, three trillion, four thousand, and 630 three water vortices in the artifact, they finally raised their eyes and saw it for the first time. Go down to your own shrine.

Countless strings in the universe were staggering and oscillating. When he looked up, one string deflected subtly and touched the other string lightly.

He saw those eyes, and at that moment, the soul that had been calm for thousands of years was suddenly shaken, the whole palace collapsed under the breath of Gao Longshen, and the god seat built on the never-ending river was destroyed by the gods, The god who never desires desires.

He stood up and gazed at the bright soul in the Nether.

The water vortex in the artifact, which symbolizes the waters of the world, stopped spinning, and the spring-like palace collapsed in the desolate water. The god standing there alone covered his heart with one hand, thinking.

The blue and white long-haired god bent down and touched the face of the human being in the illusion.

The moment his fingertips touched, frost began to spread from the soles of his feet, the throne stood up again, the palace grew, the water vortexes stagnated into clear ice, and the long blue and white hair turned into dark blue and almost black.

This is just a very ordinary moment, Gao Longshen, the fifth god in Gao Tianyuan, has fallen.

The reason for the fall is ridiculous, because he fell in love with a human being at first sight.

Unlike the acquired gods, the innate gods have no desires and emotions. Their strength comes from the fact that they were born from all things in nature, so they have an unbiased love for all things. This love not only feeds all things, but also protects the gods themselves, so that They were able to coexist with heaven and earth.

And when there is desire, there will inevitably be partiality, and the power from all things will not return to all things, so the gods will be condemned.

But there's nothing wrong with that.

Gao Longshen hugged his desire, licked the throat of the human being, stroked the soft skin with his fingertips, and wanted to kiss this sleeping man intimately and eagerly.