After Marrying the Evil God

Fu Mingye certainly noticed the strong fluctuations in magic power when the demon king cast spells in the office.

He didn't know that the blow fell on his Chacha.Fu Mingye originally didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but he felt uneasy for no reason, and there was a tingle between his brows.

Subconsciously, he wanted to call Chacha and ask about Chacha's safety.

Unexpectedly, when the phone was connected, Chacha's weak crying sound came from the other end.

"Sir, I hurt..."

With just one sound, Fu Mingye's heart was clenched, and his heart ached badly.

He wanted to ask what happened and where Chacha was, so he went over immediately, but the phone beeped that the other party had hung up in the next second.

The call back was not connected again, Fu Mingye couldn't sit still, and immediately thought of the abnormal magic power fluctuation just now, and looked for it along the direction.

Seeing the broken mobile phone on the ground, Fu Mingye's eyes flashed murderous intent: "Where is he?"

"Didn't you say you haven't seen it?" Paskel rolled his eyes, "But if you are talking about the owner of this phone..."

He smiled viciously: "I broke all his bones, he is already dead..."

Before he finished speaking, a dense black mist hit him fiercely.

Pascal smelled it, and his eyes lit up with excitement: "You are the evil god of this world? This power is full of evil smell, and it is a great tonic for me."

The cloud of black mist was inhaled by him, and Pascal sighed comfortably: "A little more. It really doesn't take much effort to get it. I happen to be short of a dark godhead, and you will automatically send it to me."

Fu Mingye's eyes turned red: "Give him back to me!"

He was trembling with anger: "He is mine...you can't touch him..."

"You can't touch him? This sentence seems familiar." Pascal deliberately pretended to think for a while, "Oh, I remembered, he said the same thing when he answered your call just now, and he told me not to touch you. That tone I I was not happy to hear that, so I killed him. Look at you, he used his life to let me let you go, why do you still send it to the door yourself?"

"To shut up!"

"You're so excited, don't you fall in love with him?" Pascal seemed to have discovered some amazing news, "The evil god knows how to love?"

"..."

"What a childish child." Pascal shook his head, feeling a little bored.The one in front of him is much younger than the one just now, and he is not interested in playing around with the newborn gods.

"Any complete world has light and darkness, good and evil. You are the evil god of this world. Of course, you are born without understanding love, only plunder and possessiveness. You are the same existence as me, how can you love him , I think you just want to fall in love with him, right? You also have to pretend to be a gentle lover, it’s hard to lie to him, right?” Pascal sighed, “Why suppress yourself? Release your nature, you will Live more happily."

Of course, the Demon King would not be a pure virgin. He slept with witches all over the hell, and used those bed partners as tools to vent his desires. He never knew what the true heart was.

He didn't think that creatures of the dark series would understand this ridiculous taste.No need, no need.

"How can I be the same as you. Don't put gold on your face." Fu Mingye glared at him with red eyes, "You are not allowed to insult Chacha, I will tear you to pieces!"

A large amount of divine power was condensed in his hands, and he attacked Paskel overwhelmingly. The dense black fog contained a powerful aura, as if it could swallow everything.

With a light wave of Paskel's hand, the black mist was instantly dispelled, and a red light hit Fu Mingye, knocking him to the ground immediately.

Fu Mingye's eyes darkened and he passed out.

...It's really fierce like a tiger when you speak harshly, and your combat power is [-].

In the face of an absolute gap in strength, talent and hard work are nothing.

What's more, Lord Cthulhu doesn't work hard at all, and is very lazy.

"Look at your appearance, it's really embarrassing for the evil camp. When did an infatuated species appear among us?" Paskel shook his head, "It's really out of character. If that's the case, let me use this godhead. I Definitely let it play its best role.”

As he spoke, he stepped forward and reached out to snatch the godhead of the evil god.

... However, half a day passed and there was no response.

He couldn't see Fu Mingye's godhead.

How is this going?

There are only two situations where you can't see the godhead, one is that the other party is not a god, and the other is that the other party is stronger than yourself.

But the evil god in front of him is undoubtedly a god, and his combat power belongs to the five scum in the eyes of Paskel.

Why can't he see it?

If you can't see it, you can't dig it out.

With such a one-step difference, giving up now really made him very unwilling.

Pascal was puzzled, and while he was thinking, a sharp pain suddenly came from his heart.

The evil god who passed out on the ground opened his eyes at some point, and his black pupils were so calm and frightening.

He transformed into a silver blade, gouged out Pascal's heart without hesitation, and his movements were fast and precise.

Pascal stared at his empty heart in disbelief: "How could it be..."

How could an evil god from a new plane hurt his vitals?

Qi Ye stood up slowly, raised his black eyes lightly, and pulled out his heart in front of him, crushing it into a cloud of blood.

Pascal watched helplessly, his eyes full of disbelief.

He was forced to watch as Qi Ye stabbed the silver blade in again, turned around, and turned his internal organs into a muddy bloody paste, but his whole body was immobilized and he was in excruciating pain.

When the power that imprisoned his body disappeared, Pascal immediately half-kneeled on the ground, dripping with cold sweat, unable to yell out in pain.

The Demon King will not die just because his heart was dug out, but...

This is a fucking pain!

"Let me release my nature." Qi Ye looked down into his eyes condescendingly, pulled out the silver blade, and smiled, "I'm afraid you will die."

Pascal hadn't felt such a strong sense of oppression for a long time, his back trembled slightly, and he didn't even dare to spread his wings.

Even Herman, they are evenly matched. Herman is slightly better than him after becoming a god, but the gap is visible to the naked eye.

Unlike the one in front of me... unfathomable.

It is completely different from the weak breath just now.

Herman was already infinitely close to the existence of the main god, and even he couldn't bring him such a powerful coercion.Who is he?Why does a new plane give birth to a strong god who is close to the level of the main god?

But no one answered Pascal's question.

"It was you who hurt him." Qi Ye stared at him sullenly, "I've been looking for you for a long time."

When the house was quiet again, the demon king's red eyes were gouged out, the demon's horns were snapped off, and the black wings were shaved to the point that only a skeleton remained, with not a single feather left, and became real bone wings.

The empty shell knelt down on the ground, and quickly turned into powder together with the soul.

Number 108 in the world.

Hermann paced up and down in Paradise, turning around in a hurry.

The world numbered 999 is a new world, the gods there must not be able to defeat Pascal, and he can't go there, so he must consider asking the main god for help...

It's just that Lord God has so many things to deal with every day, I'm afraid he has no time to take care of them.

Herman was still going to give it a try.

Just when he was about to send a message to the main god, he suddenly received a response from plane number 999.

God: Your Excellency the evil god, Pascal, the demon king of our plane, has absconded to your territory.Pascal is powerful, so don't confront him head-on, I will try my best to ask the Lord God for help, please be careful.

Cthulhu: [Automatic reply] Do not disturb.

Cthulhu: Killed

Three very cold words, without a single punctuation mark.

Herman: "..."

what the fuck!

His eyes widened and he almost jumped up.

This is a new plane, right? !

He and Pascal have checked and balanced for hundreds of millions of years, but they can't do anything to each other. This, this...

What's happening here?

After Qi Ye finished dealing with Paskel, he opened the curtain and looked down.

The young man curled up on the ground, his skin was as white as snow, his lips were bright red, his white eyelashes were long and slender, and he looked extremely good-looking.

The bloodstains on his body looked shocking.

Qi Ye was startled, and hurriedly squatted down to detect his injuries.

... All tendons and bones were broken.

"It's cheap for him!" Qi Ye's expression darkened, he clenched his fists, and it took him a while to suppress the rolling killing intent again.

He looked at the bruised and bruised young man, feeling extremely distressed.

"It turns out that you were injured so badly..."

Qi Ye lowered his eyes, and his tone was helpless and gentle: "Every time I see you, you make yourself like this. It really... makes me worry."

"Qi Ye at this stage is too weak to protect you. He can't even tell who you are. He has nothing but love for you." Qi Ye was treating him while thinking, "Useless things, they piss me off. gone."

"Chacha, don't dislike him, he will become me to protect you."

"You say that if you don't have the heart to protect the world, you can't become a god. But Chacha," Qi Ye gently stroked his cheek, "I don't want to be the patron saint of the world, I only have the heart to protect you."

The godhead of the evil god tends to destroy and does not have medical attributes.

...but the main godhead can be omnipotent.

Xueshen's injury quickly improved by half under the healing of divine power, and the boy no longer frowned in pain.

Qi Ye stared at him for a long time, then lowered his head and kissed Xuecha's forehead: "I will wait for you in the future."

When Qi Baicha woke up, he was in the hospital ward.

The back of his hand was dripped, his arm was wrapped in a bandage, and the tip of his nose smelled of disinfectant.

Fu Mingye sat on the bed and peeled an apple.

For a moment, Qi Baicha thought he was hallucinating.

He didn't know what would happen after the god died. It should be completely annihilated, dissipated in the world, and can't go anywhere.

Why can I still see Mr. Fu?

The feeling of being invaded between the eyebrows was so clear, he would never forget the splitting headache at that time.Why is his godhead still there?Who has the ability to save him from the devil?

These questions were all left behind by Qi Baicha when he saw Fu Mingye.

He has only one thought.

It was great to see Mr. Fu again.

Seeing Qi Baicha wake up, Fu Mingye was overjoyed: "Is there any other discomfort? Does it hurt—"

The young man threw himself directly into his arms.

Fu Mingye was startled, and subconsciously pointed the tip of the fruit knife in his direction so as not to hurt Qi Baicha.

"It's okay, it's okay Chacha." Fu Mingye hugged him to comfort him.

"Eat the apple, here. The apple is sweet, be happy."

Qi Baicha didn't care about Apple, and lay on his shoulder, her voice trembling slightly: "Mr. Fu..."

"I'm here, I'm here." Fu Mingye gently held his hand.

Qi Baicha lost control when he heard Fu Mingye's voice.He was already prepared to fall, and he took that phone call as his last chance to hear Mr. Fu's voice.He should have died calmly.

But he was really sad.He still wants to live a little longer, and wants to finish this life with Mr. Fu.

He loves Mr. Fu so much that when he thinks of parting from life to death, he feels so uncomfortable that he will collapse.

Sudden loss and recovery, in addition to joy, more fear.

He has imagined countless times what Mr. Fu should do after he dies.When the real life and death, only to find that all psychological preparations are in vain.

He doesn't accept it.

He does not accept being separated from Mr. Fu.

"Sorry, I didn't protect you well." Fu Mingye hugged him cautiously, "You have broken bones in several places, so don't move too much."

fracture?

Qi Baicha can still remember the pain at that time.

In human terms, the demon king's blow should have caused his tendons to be broken and his whole body to be shattered.

But now he is fine, only his arms and calves are bandaged in three places, and he can't feel any pain at all.

The injury was much lighter than expected.

...Is the level of human healing so high?Or had his memory slipped?

"After I passed out... what happened?"

"I called you, and when you hung up suddenly after you said that sentence, I became worried. I located your location through my mobile phone. When I arrived, I saw you and two other women fainted on the ground, and the murderer fled. They It's nothing but fainted from shock, only you have multiple fractures." Fu Mingye asked worriedly, "Does it still hurt now?"

God knows that when he rushed to the scene and found the injured and unconscious young man, his mind exploded, and he wished to find the murderer and cut him to death.

But so far, no one has been found.

He had never hated his powerlessness so much.

Qi Baicha frowned.

Could it be that Pascal temporarily gave up killing him?

Pascal, who had been lifted until his ashes were gone: "..."

No, it was your darling who came to kill me with a large phone.

Seeing Qi Baicha frown, Fu Mingye immediately became nervous: "Does it hurt again?"

Qi Baicha leaned tiredly in Fu Mingye's arms, and said softly, "It hurts."

"I'm going to call the doctor..."

"It's not a wound." Qi Baicha pointed to his heart, "It's a heartache."

"Thinking that if I never see Mr. Fu again, it will hurt a lot here."

Fu Mingye whispered: "I feel even more distressed."

When he came to the hospital with Qi Baicha in his arms, he frightened others and thought he was here to seek revenge.

Fu Mingye's expression at that time was terrifying.

He tried to use divine power to heal Qi Baicha's injury on the spot, but he couldn't.He guessed that the person who hurt Chacha should be a non-human being, which can also explain why he couldn't find the murderer afterwards.

If caught by him, he would definitely cut him into pieces and wipe him out.

The author has something to say: Pascal: You can't find me because I've been crushed by the future you in advance.