present to the lord

Mu Hualan was desperately longing for a dream, but Fan Haoran finally did not accept her gloomy soul.It's so boring.

And Gao Meinan has been struggling at the bottom of the entertainment industry because he missed the best time.But Gao Meili, who abandoned her kindness, has already blossomed in the entertainment industry.Without kindness, she is more comfortable there, without any burden.

At the end of the year, Jiang Xinyu had established a relationship with uhey, a carefree woman who can be called a bully. uhey is a very miraculous woman, who makes all kinds of bullies unreasonable in front of others, but as long as Jiang Xinyu looks at it, she looks tender and tender. Simply not too big.

Jeremy's cute little monkey also had to go back to the UK to get married. The status of the British prince almost blinded the fans' eyes.

And everything has been settled, and Fan Haoran has completely disappeared from everyone's eyes.No France, no alain and lon.

He didn't bid farewell to anyone either, and his heart gradually fell silent due to the nonsense in this world.

In the darkness, he was ready to leave.

"You!" Huang Taijing stood not far away panting for breath, with the same fierce eyes, "Finally found you!"

"What's the matter?" The man turned his head, his broad shoulders looked like a snuggle.

"Let's make a deal." Huang Taijing walked over step by step, like a demon king who was stepping on the throne, he looked at Fan Haoran burningly, and repeated, "Make a deal with me!"

"Exchange everything I have for you." Huang Taijing firmly reached out and grabbed Fan Haoran's wrist, turning him around, "Let's make a deal."

"The deal is not established." He sighed helplessly in his heart, his eyes were cold, and he refused, "I do not belong to the scope of the transaction. The transaction is not established."

No matter who it is, what you want to keep, what you hope to have, what you hold in your arms and want to dream forever...will be lost in the end.Whether it is death or parting, it will be washed away by the torrent of time and disappear.Sharpening the once soft and exposed heart, it became stiff and hard, from sensitive and weak to a hard and unbreakable container, countless emotions collided and struggled in the container, and finally was still bound by reason, and walked forward alone.

Keep going.

And Fan Haoran, who was still trying to break free from Eric's trap, was not ready for the next period of heart-piercing pain.

Leaving is already visible in the background.

After confirming the stability of the world space, Fan Haoran immediately left the world.

……

The blue high sky, such a clear and fresh sky made Fan Haoran a little distracted, he lay on the grass without moving, his nose smelled the unique fragrance mixed with green grass and soil.

The man with light pink short hair is lying on the grass outside the forest with his limbs twisted slightly, his neck is tilted and almost his entire face is placed on his shoulders. He looks at the sky calmly in this posture, which is a kind of weird twisted posture.

The face of a human male is very handsome, but it has a pair of dark eyes.Those are obviously not human eyes, even if this man's appearance is outstanding, the same hair color and eyes already speak for themselves.

He is a monster.

This man with short light pink hair was wearing a kimono completely different from his gorgeous and handsome appearance, a tea-white plain kimono without the slightest pattern.

Although the grass is dense, Fan Haoran can still feel that the clothes are gradually being eroded by the water-laden soil, and the dirty muddy water stains the tea-white kimono.

Fan Haoran broke his dislocated bones, starting from the neck, spine, leg bones... The dead monster slowly got up, and the joints made a chilling sound.

He was standing on the grass outside the forest. This was a place in the mountains where the surroundings were unsettlingly quiet and full of evil spirits.At the foot of the mountain not far away is a rather magnificent Shenmen.

In this place that can almost be called 'countryside', the original taste is everywhere, and the creatures have many gods besides monsters.

There are many gods enshrined in the mountains, but there is not one god who can govern this place as the god of the mountains.

I don't know the identity of this body, nor the cause and effect of why he died.But Fan Haoran didn't care.He casually took out a sword from the package.

It is the word of chrysanthemum.

But Fan Haoran didn't remember the name of this knife, he only had a vague impression of the dark blue light on it, the blade was extremely long, and the blade was slender and thin.Because of its thin blade, such a sharp blade is not suitable for combat, but for him, this is not a problem.

Hanging the Taidao by his waist, Fan Haoran was about to check the world he was in.

"Aren't you dead yet?" There was a hoarse and indistinguishable voice, and then there was a rustling sound in the forest, as if something had come out from the layers of branches.

"Who are you?" Fan Haoran turned his head and withdrew his indulgent gaze from afar.

It was a one-eyed long-haired monster with a huge body. He looked over with that terrifying big and round eye: "Since you are not dead, do you really want to insist on leaving here?" He paused , doesn't seem to be so eloquent, "They won't let you go."

Fan Haoran, who looked at the world immediately at that moment, finally understood where it was.

"CV"

The monster boy who fell in love with a human girl because he couldn't touch humans, the gentle boy, turned into a nothingness boy in the end.

Ah Yin, who is lonely and hopes to be touched.

The characters are simple.

make him happy.

But it was such a simple task, the task he accepted in "The Phantom of the Opera" immediately appeared in Fan Haoran's mind, which was also to make Eric happy.

His expression darkened a little, and the mountains began to be filled with dense mist due to the arrival of night.

"Sen Bai, what are you thinking?" The monster stood at the edge of the forest, its black hair covered half of its face strangely, its body was not human, but closer to the appearance of a western ghost, except that it was more solid With Pang, "Are you going to kill them?"

"No." He turned and walked towards the forest, stepping on the leaves and dead branches accumulated year after year, making a slight sound, "Tell me, why don't they want me to leave?"

The monster in front seemed to be drifting rather than walking, and the one-eyed man who occupied most of his face clearly looked eerie, but it revealed a sense of inhuman innocence.

"Senbai, have you forgotten, you are the only monster who can enter and leave the sacred mountain, you have half human blood, and the prohibition in the mountain will never restrain you."

"Just because of this?" Fan Haoran's footsteps paused slightly, but he resumed his pace in an instant, "The jealousy of monsters is really more terrifying than humans."

"Did they want to kill you because they were jealous of you?" Mu Aro didn't understand these complicated things.

"Who knows." He pushed aside the branches and leaves indifferently, and finally arrived at the destination after walking for a while. It was an open land that was neither too big nor too small, with a hundred-year-old tree in the middle. "Do you know if there's a monster here called 'Silver'?"

"Silver?" Mu Aluo stood in place and tried hard to recall.

"It's not correct to say it's a monster. It should be a human who has been enchanted by a magic spell, and looks like a silver-haired boy." He corrected his previous statement.

"No, I don't know." Mu Aluo got into the tree hole, shaking his head in a daze.

However, there are still more than 200 years before the beginning of the plot.

Although there are mountain gods in the mountains, they are actually just monsters enshrined by the villagers.I don't know when it started, the villagers built temples and stone seats for worship, and as time passed, the number of humans who went up the mountain to worship every day gradually increased.

The monster who originally just lived on the big tree next to the temple suddenly found that his holy mountain had shimmering light belonging to the god, and was worshiped by the villagers.He stayed in the temple and listened attentively to the worries and expectations of the human beings. If he could, he would try to solve it. If he couldn't...

"Sen Bai, you are here." The black-haired man with a soft expression sat on the tree next to the temple, with a happy smile on his face, and his eyes gently looked at the woman who was praying devoutly with closed eyes below.

"She's here again." The man's light pink hair was lingering in the sunlight, and he was still wearing a plain tea-white kimono, which set off his slender figure very elegantly. It has persisted for 26 years.”

"Ah, yes." The man who is a mountain god jumped down from the tree tenderly. He knew that her prayer was about to end. He knelt down and couldn't help but reach out and stroke the wrinkled face of the woman, " Humans... are really strange creatures."

Because at the moment when the mountain god's power was at its peak, it turned into an entity and could be seen by human beings. It was such a coincidence. The sky was bright and dazzling at that time, and the girl just accidentally looked up and saw the translucent man with black hair. .There was a warm divine light and a smile on the corner of her mouth, and then she heard the soft voice of this man who didn't look like a human.

"Don't worry, your brother will be fine."

Then for 26 years, she went up the mountain uninterrupted every day, no matter it was spring, summer, autumn and winter, or windy and snowy, this woman would go up the mountain with tributes without interruption.

Then, that day.

"I'm getting married, and the other party is a reliable man." The girl smiled, squatting in front of the stone seat enshrining the mountain god, her peach blossom kimono wrapped her graceful posture, and her voice was like the breeze in the forest not far away.

The soft and beautiful woman kept smiling all the time.

"Ah, is that so?" The mountain god still looked at her tenderly, and squatted beside the stone seat, staring at the girl who was only two feet away from him, with a slightly desolate, but more gentle, blessing expression.

Even though he knew that the girl couldn't hear his voice, the mountain god still responded gently.

That gesture was inexplicably sad.

"Stupid." The man with light pink and shattered hair snorted, his crimson eyes looked dark and gloomy in the shadow under the tree.

This is their first meeting.

"Perhaps..." The mountain god, who had always been as gentle as a cloud, still smiled, with some indescribable tenderness, but the tenderness made his heart slightly stagnant.

A hopeless love, a love that cannot even be met.

Until another 26 years passed, no monsters in the mountains had ever gone out, and they knew nothing about the war and liberation outside.

However, that young girl is now very old from her best years, and her aging body makes her unable to afford long-term road climbing anymore.

And the mountain god who was trapped in the mountain couldn't see the woman for the last time because of the ban in the mountain.

"Senbai, please..." The mountain god stood under the tree sadly, "Please help me, Senbai. Please help me." He begged like this, standing quietly under the tree, just watching sadly. Morishiro who looks young as a youkai.

Fan Haoran looked at the mountain god who hadn't changed at all, he was still gentle in his thirties.He gazed at the mountain god for a moment.

"it is good."

Even without this half of human blood, the prohibition in the mountains is like nothing to him.He didn't hide his appearance, wearing a tea-white kimono and a pair of clogs, he walked lightly in the mountains like the wind, and walked out of the gate that suppressed all monsters and gods.

Monsters have an extremely keen sense of smell, and it is not difficult to find that woman.

"He can't leave the mountains, so he asked me to come and see you off." The man with light pink hair and broken hair had an appearance that didn't belong to human beings, and the eyes of the sons and daughters present widened in amazement.

"Really." The old woman on the bed showed a happy smile that does not belong to this twilight years, "I have always known, his gentleness, I have always known."

"He is the same as you." In the end, Fan Haoran said softly, "He has been looking at you and responding to you. He asked me to come because he was not allowed to let you hear it personally." He solemnly passed on those words.

In the sense of happiness, the former girl finally closed her eyes slowly.Wrinkled lips can still vaguely see the smile of that year.

After finishing the matter, Fan Haoran walked over with the wine.After hearing his message, the mountain god never showed the slightest sadness, but just drank wine with a smile, one cup after another, as if he would never get drunk.

And even in this short period of time, I don't know how many years later, for the monster, it is only a moment.

Fan Haoran suddenly woke up at that moment.

"Here we come." He felt the protagonist's breath.

Then I saw the little wrapped toddler, who was placed dying on the outskirts of the forest.

Because it is early winter, a layer of hoarfrost has already fallen on the grass.The little lump of meat was frozen stiff, and its face was blue and purple, and it already had less air in and out.

The white soft fur drooping on the small head is extremely cute, but the body is gradually dying.

Fan Haoran immediately stepped forward and hugged the little ball in his arms, protecting him from the biting cold wind of early winter.But he is a monster, a monster without body temperature.

"Help me save him." He said to the mountain god that few people came to worship.

The mountain god put down the wine cup, and after checking the child's condition, he had no choice but to say: "His body can no longer be left. If he is to be kept alive, he will never be able to touch humans again. Human anger will make him disappear. Even in the end, it will become a monster that cannot touch human beings." The mountain god looked at the child who was about to die with pity, but after all, his heart was soft and he did not want to see such a life die before his eyes.

Fan Haoran sealed off the human blood in his body, even if he couldn't get out of the mountain, it didn't matter, those things were not important to him.

Holding the small soft child in his arms, the man with the moving and quiet eyes was humming softly, with a long knife hanging from his waist, walking leisurely in the mountains.

"Yin, grow up quickly." Like all fathers raising their own children, he is more tolerant and gentle than any father in the world, watching the little baby, "I will protect Yin, don't worry. It doesn't matter if you fall in love with a human girl."

He said so softly, with the noise of the breeze blowing the leaves in his voice.All the monsters who met him on the road hid in panic.For so many years, all the monsters knew how piercing and terrifying the half-blood son's blade was.This is the conclusion drawn from the lives of hundreds of monsters.

No matter what kind of vicious monster it is, it is so unbearable and weak under such a sneering look, it is not the enemy of the half-blooded son.As long as you pull out the long knife and wave it lightly, blood will immediately spurt out and your head will roll off.

Therefore, Ah Yin's life is extremely happy.

No monster has the guts to take a shot at that child who is neither human nor monster.

"Bai Jiang, let's go fishing tomorrow!" The three-year-old hugged a big tree and struggled to climb up like a lively little monkey.A very healthy and growing child, with soft silver hair drooping by the ears, gray-black eyes, curved like crescent moons, wrinkling his nose and crawling fiercely at night.

"Okay, but call me father." Fan Haoran leaned against the tree, watched him climb for a long time without making any progress, and said with a blunt smile, "Ah Yin is really an idiot."

"No! I don't want to call you Lord Father! I'm not an idiot either!" Ah Yinchi slipped and slid down a little bit, quickly clamped his legs, hugged the big tree, blushed and shouted, "Master Mountain God told I am, and I will grow up soon! By then, I will be the same as you, Baijiang! There is no need to call your father!"

"Ayin is such a wayward child." He reached out and broke off a branch from the tree, and brushed the leaves on Ayin's little face with bad intentions, "You haven't climbed the tree today yet. , It's been half a month, Ah Yin is really capricious and a little fool."

Ah Yin was immediately harassed by the leaves and slid down. He stood up angrily, jumped up and bit him: "Don't call me an idiot! Bai Jiang is the idiot! You are the big idiot!"

"Haha~" He stretched out his arms and hugged him directly. The soft little baby was like an angry kitten. He didn't care about his kicking and beating, and threw the child into the air with a hard throw, attracting The child squealed softly, and then the terrified scream turned to joy on the second toss.

The small body rotated slightly with the strength, and immediately fell after a slight pause at the highest point. The silver-haired, white and tender child screamed and showed a bright and excited smile. The man in the tea-white kimono squinted slightly, and then Catch the child firmly and immediately after it falls.

"Are you happy, Ah Yin?" He gently rubbed the child's limp little body.

"Happy~!" Ah Yin immediately raised his hand and answered, then wrapped his chubby hands around the man's neck, his little face flushed with excitement, "More! More! Bai Jiang, hold it high !"