Please fall in love with a dangerous god

Yu Zhehong: "!"

What the hell! !

He quickly covered his head, but the spiritual power still got into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Damn, it won't spoil your brain!

Bo teacher, help me! !

But he was alone in the room, and no one could call for help.The spiritual power took effect, and a male voice appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness——

【We know your origin, your arrival is related to us. 】

[After so long, you should know it too.This is not a game, but a real world. 】

This male voice has a deliberate coercion, and the whole background is also created as grand as an oracle.

[You should also have seen the great power possessed by the gods and the destruction he can cause. 】

[The human race cannot let the gods dominate their heads, this will bring destruction. 】

[If you still have human conscience, please help us for the well-being of mankind. 】

[Remember: We brought you into this world, and we can also make you disappear from here...]

The sound was as loud as a bell ringing in his head, Yu Zhehong was dizzy and felt nauseous, and finally couldn't help it, and replied: [Do you think you are sending tasks by the system, giving me so many beeps? 】

【……lose. 】

That voice obviously didn't expect his reply, and the majestic momentum was suddenly interrupted. The more Yu Zhehong thought about it, the more angry he became: 【For the well-being of mankind, why can't you let the gods override your head? I think you are more like a magic stick! 】

He closed his eyes and shouted: "Boyin!!"

The names of the gods all contain mantras, and they can be perceived by the gods when they are called.The voice was startled and exasperated: 【How can you call him over!Do you think he will save you...]

But it's too late.

Before the male voice finished speaking, there was a brisk mechanical music in the air, the golden formation was full of aura, and a slender jade-like hand stretched out from behind Yu Zhehong, pinched the business card, and the business card suddenly melted Make fly ash!

The voice was cut off before even cursing, and paper ashes fell on Yu Zhehong's lap.

"Ahem..." Yu Zhehong broke free from his spiritual power and coughed a few times.

He raised his head and asked, "Teacher Bo, is this a secret sound array?"

The secret sound array is a commonly used communication array with a high level, and it is usually used in situations where secret information cannot be disclosed to a third party.

Bo Yin stood in front of him, and Yu Zhehong noticed that his left eye under the monocle turned golden again.The hem of his holy robe was also stained with hoarfrost, giving off a chill.

Yu Zhehong thought of the white door, the black space behind the door was very cold, and there was a wind that seemed to come from the abyss.

The last time Boyin came out of the door, it was like this.

While staring at him, Boyin's golden pupils gradually went out and turned into light blue before answering his question: "Yes."

After saying this word, the air was silent.

Yu Zhehong broke the silence and said: "In that letter, there was news for me, they asked me to..."

Boyin interrupted him: "I know."

Yu Zhehong was keenly aware that Bo Yin's tone was colder than ever before.He seemed to have become the indifferent and murderous god that Yu Zhehong first came to this world, and the invisible thick ice wall was erected again, and no one could walk in.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, he looked down, and said, "It is indeed because of the Spiritual Research Institute that you came to this world."

This is what he verified.

As early as the first day of Yu Zhehong's arrival, he released the white bird to investigate the news.

"Then...they said that if I don't cooperate, I will lose my life." Yu Zhehong made a beheading gesture, and blinked, "Is this also true?"

In fact, he had vaguely speculated in his heart, because the special sound transmission array could only be decoded by the recipient's spiritual power, that is to say, the Lingyan Institute had his spiritual power samples.

There was another long silence.

Bo Yin said: "...I don't know."

Yu Zhehong has never heard these four words in Boyin's mouth, it seems that gods should be omniscient and omnipotent, and will never do things beyond their power.But this time, he said, I don't know.

"...then there is no other way." Yu Zhehong leaned back on the wheelchair, and said with a bit of regret, "Mr. Bo, if I die, remember to burn me a Berryman trophy."

Bo Yin frowned.

Yu Zhehong's tone was serious: "The genuine trophy is silver-plated and gold-plated, that's too shameless. The ones that are burned for me should be pure gold."

Bo Yin: "..."

Yu Zhehong: "Mr. Bo, I think this will should not be difficult for you to realize. Of course, it's okay if you don't want to..."

Boyin finally couldn't listen any longer, and the look of hearing something ridiculous appeared in his eyes again: "You only have this one wish?"

"...That's not true." Yu Zhehong said.

He stopped pretending to be stupid, and laughed softly, "I still want to ask Teacher Bo to save me."

He doesn't want to die.

But when he said it, he didn't actually hold out much hope.

Bo Yin looked at him, all the emotions in his blue eyes subsided, like a lake frozen for thousands of years.He suddenly asked, "Why did you call me?"

The topic jumped quickly, but Yu Zhehong still understood what he meant.

When he received the letter, he could choose to listen to it and pretend nothing happened.After all, he was the only one around him, and once the secret sound array faded, it would not leave any traces.

This is also what Lingyan expected, he followed its instructions, so that his life could be saved.

But why did he directly call Bo Yin's name?

"Rationally speaking, because I don't think I can hide it from you, you will definitely find out the clues, and I will die even worse. Who else knows if what he said is true? What if he just uses me as a tool? ..."

Yu Zhehong said, smiling a bit, "But... this is a 'rational' view."

He raised his eyes and looked at Bo Yin, "At that time, my emotions made the judgment first."

"He wants to be against you, and I want you to know."

Bo Yin: "Even if you might die?"

Yu Zhehong: "Even if I might die."

Boyin rarely sees Yu Zhehong speaking seriously, especially in such a long paragraph.He compared it in his memory and found that it seemed to be the first time.

All the laughing micro-expressions and body movements disappeared, sitting upright in the wheelchair with a slight smile.

His originally mixed-race outline was relatively deep, and his light blue eyes were now like endless pools of water, with the shadow of Platinum Yin reflected in them.

Boyin suddenly remembered the nameless lake he used to visit when he was young in the age of the gods.The lake was hidden in the clouds, it was hard to see, and it only appeared after the rain, but he could find the location of the lake accurately every time.

The lake was very similar to the color of his own eyes.

There were so many beautiful sights back then that the lake wasn't even named.

He would stand by the lake and watch for a long time every time. When his mother came to see him, he said, if you like it, you can name it, and then it belongs to you.

If you like?

But he didn't know what liking meant.

He didn't end up naming the lake until it disappeared.

Yu Zhehong is a human race, which is different from his lake.

Bo Yin felt that his mood at this time was somewhat similar to when he woke up and couldn't find the lake, but it was also somewhat different.He didn't know exactly where the difference was.

It seems that, compared to the lake, he doesn't want to see Yu Zhehong disappear, such a difference.

Yu Zhehong felt that Boyin had looked at him for a long time, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

But fortunately, that invisible layer of ice seems to have melted.He said, "Okay."

Yu Zhehong: "?"

what's good?How are you?

But Bo Yin had ignored him, turned around, and his figure dissipated like smoke.

After that conversation, Boyin never appeared again.

Yu Zhehong didn't understand what he meant either, but Boyin seemed to have a way to deal with it, so she put the matter behind her.

He is the kind of person who can sleep peacefully the night before the end of the world the next day. Anyway, it's useless to worry, it's better to live more comfortably.

However, after Yu Zhehong fell asleep that night, he was woken up by the wind.

"...How could there be wind." Yu Zhehong thought he was dreaming, and opened his eyes in a daze, and was stunned by the scene in front of him.

He was on the bed when he fell asleep, but now—on the kingbird's back!

The white bird is several times bigger than before, and its wingspan looks like a boundless field.He was trapped in thick, fluffy feathers, as if trapped in snow.

It was flying high in the sky, and there was a round of red sun in the sky, and the sky was full of red clouds.

This is really a magnificent sight. The majestic morning wind blows unobstructed, even creating waves on the bird's feathers, and the morning light gilts the snow-white feathers.

There are mountains in the distance, misty and misty.

Bo Yin stood in front of him, his holy robe fluttered slightly, and it was also covered with a hazy golden layer.

He must have heard his phrase "how could there be wind", Bo Yin cast down his eyes and glanced at him, the spiritual power cover fluctuated, stopping the wind around Yu Zhehong.

——He was originally surrounded by spiritual power, but now the wind is even weaker.

"Good morning, Teacher Bo." Yu Zhehong sat up, wrapped the quilt tightly and looked at the rising sun, and asked curiously, "Where are we going?"

The mountain below was no longer what he was familiar with, and it had obviously flown out of the range of Colorful Umbrella City.

Yu Zhehong already knew the characteristic of Boyin cherishing words like gold, and he didn't want to get an immediate response, so he tried to climb into the wheelchair to see the indicator in front of him.

"Go to the Spiritual Research Institute." Bo Yin said, supporting him with his spiritual power.

"Oh..." Yu Zhehong checked it last night, but the Institute of Lingyan seems to be a mysterious institution, and the information on the Internet did not reveal its location.

But Shenming obviously doesn't have this trouble, Wang Niaofei's direction is very clear.

With this posture, Teacher Bo is going to trouble the Lingyan Research Institute?

He watched quietly, and decided to be a salted fish that would not hold back.

"Don't worry." Bo Yin said lightly, "You can take it as a trip."

Yu Zhehong: "..."

travel.

Teacher Bo, you are really arrogant. Going to someone's base camp to make trouble is like going on a trip.

He leaned back in the chair and straightened his mind: a salted fish watching the excitement.

The king bird flew very fast, and after about a quarter of an hour, it came to a place halfway up the mountain.

Yu Zhehong looked at it, but didn't see any clues.But he has a high understanding of formations, and he intuits that there is a complex formation here, and the Lingyan Institute should be behind it.

He decided to observe how Teacher Bo solved it.

——The very arrogant Bo teacher didn't intend to explain.

He stretched out a hand and slightly opened his five fingers, and there were fluctuations like water in the air.

Bo Yin's hands were slender and fair, almost looking thin.It was a very gentle movement, the finger swiped diagonally downwards, and the sleeves swayed open like petals.

But in an instant, a huge crack opened in the space!