Please fall in love with a dangerous god

There are still people in the world who can threaten the Protoss so recklessly, Yu Zhehong didn't know whether to lament their courage or their lack of brains.

Boyin's left eye turned golden, and the pressure of the air was like a storm in the deep sea. The rulers opened their teeth and claws, and instantly engulfed the supervisor!

The group members below exclaimed:

"Team leader!"

Yu Zhehong saw that Bo Yin frowned slightly.

...the dominator opened its tentacles—and there was nothing.There was no sign of the supervisor.

"Team leader! Are you okay?"

"How are you doing!"

The supervisor reappeared from below, supported by several team members, his face was slightly pale, but he managed to remain calm.

He looked up: "My lord, we have observed that since three years ago, your spiritual fluctuations have gradually weakened."

Spirit power fluctuations weakened?What does it mean?

Yu Zhehong's heart trembled, could this be their bargaining chip?

Boyin just looked at the supervisor coldly, and didn't do anything anyway, as if he had acquiesced.

"If our judgment is not wrong, you are gradually becoming weaker. Although we don't know the specific reason yet, I have finally confirmed this matter-if it was you in the past, it is impossible for me to lose just now. an arm."

The supervisor raised his left hand - the attack from the Dominator just now still had an effect on him, his entire left arm was empty under the clothes, and blood was slowly oozing out.

The supervisor smiled, but there was a smug smile on his face, "If it was in the past, I would never have escaped."

His expression restrained, and Ling Ran shouted: "Everyone listen to my orders, attack!!"

"Om-"

The mountains trembled, the birds flew in fright, and the light of the formation soared into the sky!

Bo Yin raised his eyes, and the dense chains of spiritual power reflected in his eyes.These chains are black and gold, intertwined into an ominous net, enveloping him and Yu Zhehong like a birdcage——

Under this net, the two are as insignificant as ants.

And the members of the spiritual research institute outside the Internet showed different expressions, excited, unbelievable, nervous, excited...

The chain wound around the two people in the center, as if to compress them into a cocoon and then crush them.The chain brought up a strong wind, and Boyin's sleeves and long hair fluttered, appearing extremely light in the heavy black locks.

"Oh! This wind..." Yu Zhehong hurriedly covered her face, but she still got a small cut on her hand.

A small drop of blood splashed on Bo Yin's hand.

He lowered his eyes.

...is warm.

Originally, he didn't really feel much in his heart, and the formations could be untied one by one, but at this moment.

A sense of loss of control that had never been seen in tens of millions of years appeared in his heart.

Yu Zhehong paused slightly, he couldn't explain why, but he felt that the mood of the person beside him had changed slightly.

So much spiritual power in the air was suddenly crushed into a thin line——

There was silence all around.

It's like a storm is coming.

The gold in Bo Yin's left eye seemed to be boiling.

The middle-aged man's expression changed: "You..."

But he couldn't finish.

Yu Zhehong wanted to watch it again, but his eyes were covered by a hand, and the supervisor saw the frightened expression of the final picture.

Bo Yin said: "Don't look."

He used to tell Yu Zhehong to watch, but this time he said, don't watch.

Yu Zhehong's heart trembled, and he said softly, "...Teacher Bo?"

Bo Yin didn't let go of his hand, and the breath on his body became very cold, it had never been so cold before.

Yu Zhehong's heartbeat gradually accelerated again, but this time it was not because of the tense situation.

... He knew what Boyin was going to do.

There was darkness in front of Yu Zhehong's eyes, and his eyelashes were shaking.

Gang Feng was still raging, but he seemed to only hear the voice of Bo Yin.

"Sorry." His god, apologized softly to him, "I don't want to wait another 3 minutes."

Yu Zhehong didn't speak, and put his hands back on his lap.

— Then, he heard the wind.

Or maybe it wasn't the sound of the wind, but the sound of something splashing.It was very slight, but there were many sounds in succession.

But soon, even this little sound disappeared, and the world was filled with empty and beautiful mechanical music.

This is different from the mechanical music that Chinnes often has, and it is incomparably holy.

Yu Zhehong's eyes were dark, but he seemed to see a snow-white cloud with golden light, like the gate of heaven.But he knew in his heart that behind this was death.

They wiped everything away, leaving no sound behind, the rustling of leaves, the fluttering of bird wings, the screaming of people... none of these sounds that should fill my ears.

Quiet as death.

Bo Yin's hand never moved away, it was cold at first, and then slowly warmed up.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Zhehong smelled a faint smell of blood.

From light to thicker, Yu Zhehong couldn't imagine how much blood it was, he had never seen it before.

His long eyelashes trembled, like a butterfly lightly brushing against Bo Yin's palm.

Bo Yin said, "Are you afraid?"

Yu Zhehong was a little at a loss.

"……No?"

He wasn't actually afraid, he just didn't know how to react.He had never touched this side of Bo Yin before.Or touched, but also avoided.

After a while, Yu Zhehong confirmed, "I'm not afraid."

Then he asked, "...if, according to human law, what punishment should they be sentenced to?"

"Death penalty." Boyin said, "They have done many other things."

The tone of the sentence softened, unexpectedly patient.

Yu Zhehong stopped asking.

He raised his hand to cover his nose, Bo Yin seemed to have noticed it, and after a while, the bloody smell disappeared, replaced by a cold scent.

With a sudden light in front of his eyes, Bo Yin let go of his hand.

Yu Zhehong blinked slowly, adapting to the skylight.

... He didn't see any bloody and violent scenes, and the scene in front of him could even be called beautiful.

This man even has a sense of beauty in killing.

The original black building complex has completely changed, as if a white metal liquid spewed up from the ground, wrapped them all up, and then solidified into a fixed frame.

They all turned white.

On the ground, there are large expanses of countless light blue flowers.These flowers look a bit like lilies, which is a very beautiful and elegant appearance.When the wind blows past, the blue flowers sway gently.

The shape of their clusters is a bit like a puddle of liquid, and Yu Zhehong seems to have guessed how they grow.

Yu Zhehong smelled them, which was exactly the same as the flowers on Boyin.

Bo Yin asked: "Are you afraid of me?"

He still looked like snow on the mountain top, but he was stained with a trace of blood that seemed to be absent.The burning gold in the left eye gradually extinguished, looking straight at Yu Zhehong.

As if asking: Are you not afraid to see this side of me?

Dangerous and fatally attractive.

Yu Zhehong met his gaze and said, "Don't be afraid."

After he finished speaking, Teacher Bo's mood seemed to improve.

Tsk, does this man feel better after killing someone?What a killer.

He just asked what happened just now, and lowered his head and asked, "What are these... flowers?"

Bo Yin said: "Chun Bingwei."

What Yu Zhehong heard was a name in the language of God, which Boyin directly translated to him in his mind.

The landform here has even changed, and Bo Yin walked down the hillside, shedding a little spiritual light along the way.

These auras were not sprinkled casually. Many small animals that were affected, such as birds and insects that fell on the ground, turned into solidified metal surfaces. After being sprinkled with auras, they all returned to their original appearance, just like thawing.

Yu Zhehong saw a stupid rabbit after being "thawed", and before he could touch it, he fluffed his fur at Boyin, ran wildly in terror, and disappeared.

None of this affected Bo Yin, and he continued walking among the grass and flowers.

A sparrow's wing was broken, and it still couldn't fly after being resuscitated, and it was about to die.It fell from the top of the tree onto Boyin.

Yu Zhehong stopped.

The little brown bird rested on Platinum Yin's finger, trembling and chirping continuously.

... Boyin lowered his head, and put something on its wings.

Yu Zhehong raised her eyebrows in surprise.

The little sparrow that flew up again had a silver-white mechanical wing and golden-brown feathers.

It fell a few times, bounced and flew away, looking terrified, without looking back at the god who saved it.

Yu Zhehong's hands and feet were a little cold at first, but for some reason, it is slowly getting warmer now.

He suddenly said: "...you didn't kill them, but they are still very afraid of you."

This person can be extremely cruel, but sometimes, he looks like the kind of gods and Buddhas imagined by human beings.

Bo Yin glanced at him briefly and said, "Of course."

Creatures will be afraid of beings stronger than themselves, which is a life-saving instinct engraved in genes.

Yu Zhehong whispered: "You didn't kill me, so I'm not afraid of you."

Bo Yin glanced at him again.

Yu Zhehong felt that he seemed to be pleased again.

"So I doubt why you can live to such a big age." Bo Yin said plainly.

Yu Zhehong: "..."

Yu Zhehong: "Don't mock me."

He also added a word, "Oh."

Then his wheelchair got stuck.

Bo Yin didn't speak, and cut off the grass stalks that entangled his wheelchair with a blade of ice.

The sarcasm became more obvious!

Yu Zhehong: "Fuck."

He unilaterally decided not to speak to Teacher Bo for the next 15 minutes.

Boyin continued to thaw the sealed small animals, and Yu Zhehong bent down to try to pick those spring ice tails.

Bo Yin looked at him distractedly, and refreshed his perception of his boldness.

He didn't explain Chun Bingwei, so Yu Zhehong should have the association that they grew out of corpses.But this man still wants to pick it.

Yu Zhehong picked a few branches and found that they were slowly becoming transparent, turning into aura and escaping, and they could not stay at all.

Being dumbfounded, he raised his head and met Bo Yin's eyes.

Yu Zhehong: "..."

Teacher Bo is watching me being stupid again.

Bo Yin: "Why do you want to pick it?"

Yu Zhehong coughed, and said nonchalantly, "Because I like the smell of you."

This statement seems a bit perverted, but he has no other meaning, he just likes it.

Bo Yin paused slightly.

"...you can't take it off," he said. "Only protoss can wear it."

Yu Zhehong: "Can it be worn? That is to say, this kind of flower is actually not... cough, the flower in the corpse?"

Bo Yin felt that the explanation was too complicated, so he took out the white owl wearing a monocle lens from the ring space, and he had burned many books in the white owl, covering everything.

Yu Zhehong felt that this white owl was very familiar, but when he heard it make a mechanical sound: "?"

When will the white owl of Chinnes have the function of voice-on-demand?

Bo Yin met his questioning eyes, remembered that he had dismantled the white owl, but also remembered that he hadn't told Yu Zhehong, so he didn't say a word, and looked back at the past with natural eyes.

Yu Zhehong: "..."

I don't know why, but I feel like you're cheating on me.

Boyin is a function added to this white owl in the process of reassembling. Chinnes is the only one, but it is relatively shy.

As soon as the "shy" white owl appeared, it pounced on Yu Zhehong.

Bo Yin: "..."

A mechanical voice came from the white owl's body: "The spring ice tails are not so bloody, they just like to grow in areas with abundant aura. But it is also a bit ominous, because a lot of aura will remain when the dead body of a spiritual creature disappears, so the place of bones often has Spring Bingtail."

"They actually have another name, called Chunjian Bones."

Boyin thinks of her mother god, the god of water, especially likes to wear spring ice tails.

After she dissipated in front of Boyin, the scent of Spring Bingtail remained.Since then, the flowers have bloomed every time he kills, as if to remind him.

He didn't like this smell very much before, but today, he doesn't seem to mind it so much.

Yu Zhehong gave up picking flowers, and teased the white owl curiously: "Is it intelligent?"

Bo Yin: "No."

Its intelligence is only equivalent to that of an ordinary bird, and its speech function is independent.

"Where are you going next? Go home." Yu Zhehong said, "The task has been completed."

The curse that was given has disappeared, and no one will threaten him in the future.

But Bo Yin said: "It's not finished."

He opened a teleportation circle, "It's still one step away."

……

Yu Zhehong has never seen such a complicated space teleportation array in Bo Yinhua's painting, and he doesn't know where it is transmitted to.

When the gate opened, he was startled.

——The scene in front of him is very familiar, it is the world he traveled through before!

Yu Zhehong: "..."

Yu Zhehong was dumbfounded: "Teacher Bo?"

my day.

what happened?

Teacher Bo wants to take me home? ?

In front of him is the city where he lived for 22 years, the house he lived in before his death, and the streets are also full of traffic...

Ah, no, there is a lot of traffic.

Only then did Yu Zhehong realize that he and Boyin were suspended in mid-air, like two Apiao, and the people below couldn't see them.

Bo Yin was obviously too lazy to explain, and only said two words: "Plane."

Yu Zhehong had a rough guess, and Bai Ou gave him a comprehensive explanation. After he sorted out the whole picture, he couldn't help but feel that the Spiritual Research Institute is really too difficult.

——Since Boyin woke up a hundred years ago, the Lingyan Research Institute has been actively looking for ways to suppress him.

The gods are too powerful. Although they have brought endless benefits to humans, they themselves are a huge threat to humans.

Humans have thought of many ways, ranging from serious to dishonest. Anyway, what if a blind cat meets a dead mouse?

One of the less serious ones is to find someone to form a contract with him to create binding force.

But where is this person to be found?

In the beginning, the Lingyan Research Institute was looking for a way in its own plane, in short, it was sending people to influence the gods.

——These people go to give away one by one, all GG.

After killing a dozen or so, Boyin became impatient. As long as they made a move, he would just distract himself and kill them.

The Lingyan Institute did not dare to move.

So after learning from the pain, he set his sights on other planes.Use the method of putting in "windows"-the form of expression in Yu Zhehong's plane is that game-to attract volunteers.

This is actually risky, because the protoss can travel between different planes.

In this regard, the Institute of Spiritual Research carefully analyzed and found that the power of the gods in ancient times was far stronger than it is now. At that time, it was the pastoral age of gods, and stars could fall with a wave of their hands;

But the Boyin they are facing now is obviously much weaker than that at that time, and even he was only observed to stay on the earth, and he didn't go anywhere else.

Maybe today's Boyin can't pass through the plane?

With this premise, they selected a plane out of thousands of choices: it was similar to the original plane, but also had no aura and was not easy to detect.

Who knew that everything was planned, but there was a bug during the implementation, the "window" was bought by Yu Zhehong, and the contract was mistakenly tied to Yu Zhehong.

Boyin discovered something was wrong with Yu Zhehong on the first day he came, and sent Shiratori to investigate.

In the end, when the letter came from the Spiritual Research Institute, he almost found out the whole truth.

Lingyan covered it for a long time, in fact, the underwear had already fallen off.

——They really guessed wrong, even in this era of weakened aura, he can pass through the space and go to another plane.

Yu Zhehong said in his heart that "The Love of the Gods" was planned in such a horrible way, you must not have planned it seriously.

It's normal to have a bug.

Facing a villainous big boss like Mr. Bo, it's useless to use such obscene means, you have to be as straightforward as a protagonist...

His mind was wandering, and Bo Yin had to say: "Look."

Yu Zhehong quickly recovered from the familiar words.

Boyin stretched out his hand and grabbed something in mid-air.

It's... something like a virtual window, brightly fluorescent.Boyin's fingers tightened, the window fluctuated suddenly, and then shattered!

It blasted an invisible firework across the sky.The people below are coming and going, and no one knows what is going on above their heads.

The blue fluorescence spreads into a gorgeous Milky Way in the daytime, falling like raindrops.

In the raindrops of this light curtain, Bo Yin looked at him, and suddenly said: "There will be nothing else."

Yu Zhehong tilted her head: "Huh? What else?"

Boyin: "Other contractors."

All the windows launched by the Lingyan Institute are related to each other, and they have all been destroyed now.

Yu Zhehong saw the sea of ​​stars falling like a waterfall, and the twinkling Milky Way was reflected in his blue eyes.

— there will be nothing else.

Among all the cosmic planes, you are the only one.

Bo Yin was simply stating the facts, but it was really hard for anyone to hold back being watched by such eyes.

Yu Zhehong's heart skipped a beat, and he said with a smile: "Then I will be your unique boss."

...you are also my unique god.

"We can stay in this plane for a while longer, but we can't touch life forms." Boyin asked, "Where else do you want to go?"

Yu Zhehong: Teacher Bo, are you here to travel?

He thought: "You let me think about it?"

A quarter of an hour later, Omi Tomb Cemetery.

"The cemetery they chose for me is in a good location." Yu Zhehong propped his chin with his hand, blinking his eyes.

After all, the Yu family is a wealthy family, and they have to look good to the outside world. No matter what, it is impossible for the eldest daughter's son to sleep in a barren grave at night.

This cemetery is really expensive, and it is more expensive than the houses where many living people live outside.It must be said that it is the irony of the rich.

Jinjiang is far in the suburbs, as its name suggests, it is facing a beautiful river.The view here is wide and the scenery is excellent. At a glance, there are hardly any high-rise buildings, only green hills like ink paintings.

It was noon, and the weather was very refreshing. Although it was summer, it was not hot.It had just rained, covered by clouds, and the sun was just right.

Yu Zhehong thought to himself, no one in the world should have such an experience——standing in front of his own tombstone in a translucent state.

"What is buried here? Is it my urn?" Yu Zhehong suddenly became curious, "I should have no ashes to bury."

He is wearing clothes. As a narcissist who knows the location of every mole on his body, Yu Zhehong is convinced that the current body is the original one.

Bo Yin: "The Lingyan Research Institute has covered it up."

Yu Zhehong checked the news on his mobile phone, and his mobile phone can connect to the network of this plane.

Found it soon -

[On X, X, the First Hospital was suddenly hit by a meteorite...causing casualties...]

The end of this news wrote about the specific losses, among them, it was written that the body of a patient whose operation failed in an operating room happened to be smashed, and a small amount of DNA remained at the scene, which was confirmed to be consistent.

Yu Zhehong with "the corpse beyond recognition": "..."

Grass?

This shit is even more outrageous than Prince Ma's meteorite technique!

Is this what the Lingyan Research Institute does?It looks like a joke!

This news was a hot topic in the society at the time, and the hot searches were also very popular. Everyone was saying that the patient was really unlucky. First, the operation failed, and then he died without a whole body. It was so sad.

Who would have thought.

The sad patient had actually time-traveled, and was transferred to another plane as soon as the operation failed.

Fortunately, the specific hospital Yu Zhehong stayed in was concealed from the outside world, so, except for his family and lawyers, everyone did not know that the unlucky patient was [Dispersion Refraction]. Yu Zhehong managed to save his last bit of face.

Yu Zhehong wanted to scold someone, but it took a long time before she said: "...At least I got a blessing in disguise, and it's not a loss to live again."

His operation really failed, and he should have died on the operating table at that time.

But in another world where spiritual energy exists, those few drops of blood of Bo Yin continued his life.

There were also more than a dozen other casualties. The Lingyan Research Institute who caused this incident did indeed have their lives on their backs, and their deaths were not wronged at all.

After Yu Zhehong watched the news, he found that Boyin was looking at him.

The man looked very focused and relaxed.

He is very familiar with Bo Yin's expression, which means that this person's mood is relatively stable, even considered good.

Yu Zhehong: "..."

He was laughed at again.

Because of this bizarre way of death.

He said angrily, "Don't laugh at me!"

Bo Yin: "Yes."

Yu Zhehong was suspicious: "You promise?"

Bo Yin didn't answer him, just narrowed his eyes.

Yu Zhehong snorted: I don't care about it at all!

He didn't check the movements of the Yu family, because he could guess what they did.

They are decent people, of course they will not ask anyone for an explanation, but "sorrowfully" accept the bad news in its entirety.

Maybe there was a big funeral, attended by people I didn't know.

He turned to his fan interface.

There are overwhelming gray and white pictures, and there are memorial albums for him on websites and magazines.

The news of the death of "Cartoonist Yu Zhehong" came out a few days after that news.In fact, his fans have already prepared for it.

Bo Yin was also watching.

【...Behind the name Dispersion Refraction, there is indeed a very dedicated and competent manga artist.After he knew of his illness, he revised the progress of the serialization, leaving no unfinished story in the end, and each protagonist finally found his own fulfillment. 】

【He has long been prepared for his departure and has not left any regrets for the world. 】

[If there really is another world, we hope that Mr. Yu can find his own fulfillment there. 】

——This is the eulogy given to him by the magazine he serialized.

Yu Zhehong doesn't see people who love her feeling sorry for her.

When he turned off his phone and looked up, his eye circles were a little red.

Bo Yin said softly: "It's going to rain soon."

Yu Zhehong nodded.

There are many white chrysanthemums in front of his tombstone, and the classic characters in his cartoons are drawn on the card.The petals had been beaten by a rain, and they were scattered on the black marble, stained with water.

Yu Zhehong looked over one by one, but didn't see her mother's handwriting.He had expected it a long time ago, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

And behind the tombstone, there is a large mountainside with a sea of ​​flowers, and the gorgeous flowers are in full bloom in the sun.

Yu Zhehong suddenly felt that the choice of this cemetery may also have an element of help from her fans.

Because he once said in a post that he wants to sleep forever in a place where flowers bloom all year round, just like here.

After a while, Yu Zhehong suppressed the sense of loss in her heart, and even said: "I think that hillside is very suitable for a picnic."

Bo Yin: "..."

Yu Zhehong is very serious: "I'm here, I want to go shopping again. After all, it's also where I sleep."

Bo Yin's face was expressionless.

He can say that the cemetery is suitable for picnics and strolls, but he is sure that there is only such a strange human being as Yu Zhehong.

The raindrops fell in a short while.

There are no common green pines and cypresses in Omi Cemetery, and there are no tall buildings, which means that there is no place to hide from the rain.Raindrops do not belong to living organisms, it is possible to touch them.

Yu Zhehong insisted that "the cemetery is more suitable for rain" and walked around for about 15 minutes, realizing that he might be mentally retarded, covering his head and saying, "Mr. Bo, let's go back..."

Before he finished speaking, he frowned, because the ring of his ring finger seemed to heat up a bit, but it was not strong.Yu Zhehong put down his hand and looked at it, but found nothing unusual.

Yu Zhehong turned back and said: "Teacher Bo..."

Halfway through the conversation, he was stunned, even a little frightened.

Because Boyin unexpectedly fell down at some point!

Just fell into the flowers!

Yu Zhehong: "Damn it!"

His heart jumped to 180 miles, and he didn't care about the ring or not, so he hurried to see it.

The white owl in his arms fluttered a few times and said, "I'm fine."

It was not the thin voice before, but a deep and clear male voice.

Yu Zhehong lowered her head: "... Teacher Bo?"

Maotou Bo, or Maotou Moan is more pleasing to the ear, and said: "Yeah."

"My dormancy period has arrived, so I fell asleep suddenly." Maotouyin said in a very calm tone, "I will wake up in a while."

"Dormant period?" Yu Zhehong was hit by the new term, and didn't bother to ask what it meant, "How long is it after a while?...Wait, then you still travel to this plane?!"

In the blink of an eye, he thought of what the people at the Spiritual Research Institute had said.

——"The fluctuations in spiritual power of the gods have been decreasing recently."

— "He's getting weaker."

Maotouyin: "If I can bring you here, I can take you back."

"?" Yu Zhehong became angry for no reason, "I didn't mean that! I mean, you are obviously weak, and you still need to use so much spiritual power!"

I also want to know that Bo Yin will consume a lot of spiritual power when passing through the plane.He was not as powerful as in ancient times, and he was still in the dormant period! "You find a way to take this body away." Maotouyin seemed not to understand where his anger came from, tilted his head, and closed his eyes.

After a pause, it said again, "It doesn't matter if you leave it here."

Yu Zhehong: "Boyin!"

Maotouyin shut down.

The one that landed on Yu Zhehong's arm turned into the original mechanical white owl, which squeaked twice and rubbed against his arm.

Yu Zhehong: "What do you mean by throwing it here?"

What is this talking about!

In the process of getting along with Boyin, Yu Zhehong vaguely realized that this person didn't care about herself at all.

He never looks in the mirror, does not know the shape of his ears, has no inclinations, desires and desires.Yu Zhehong feels that if there is someone who cultivates the way of ruthlessness, it will definitely not be more thorough than Boyin.

If you really don't want it, then that's fine.

However, he has.

This person likes to eat sweet, and he can even observe a preference for a more sub-category of sweetness-he likes sweet, fruity things, but not too greasy toffee.

He is also weak and needs rest. He is the god of machines, not a real machine after all.

The Protoss is also a kind of life form, and all life has desires.

He treats himself so indifferently, in his eyes, there seems to be no difference between himself and everything in the world, they are all pale and boring things.

During the dormant period, I want to know that this is a very important thing for the Protoss, but Bo Yin is as ordinary as if nothing happened.

He didn't even know why Yu Zhehong was angry.

Yu Zhehong was angry for a few seconds, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, so he had to find a way to move Boyin away.

...I have never seen Boyin falling asleep.

He suddenly frowned—why did he feel that Bo Yin seemed... younger?

...yes, not an illusion.

Bo Yin's stature was indeed gradually shrinking.Gradually becoming a boy, the shoulders narrowed, the edges and corners of the face softened, and the height was shrinking...

Is this a side effect of dormancy?Yu Zhehong saw it strangely.

Fortunately, Bo Yin stopped changing when she changed to the appearance of about sixteen or seventeen years old, and remained unchanged.

Bo Yin, who looks like a teenager, has a more refined and beautiful appearance.

Sleeping gods among the flowers, the scene looks like an oil painting.

The raindrops couldn't bear to embarrass him. When the bean-sized raindrops reached a few centimeters in front of him, they turned into fine raindrops, which fell down very softly.

Yu Zhehong poked Boyin's cheek. In the past, Boyin's body temperature was cold, but now, the cheek under his fingers reveals a warm body temperature.It seems to be becoming more human.

It felt so good, Yu Zhehong couldn't help pinching it a few more times.

Boyin's white hair in a white robe spread out slightly like petals, and water droplets adorned his long eyelashes, and then fell too much, like dewdrops falling from slender grass leaves.

Yu Zhehong was a little fascinated by watching it. At first, he wanted to just leave Teacher Bo here, but looking at this young man's face, he subconsciously dispelled the idea of ​​being angry.

"Teacher Bo." He sighed, and said to himself, "I must urge you to be nicer to myself in the future."

He manipulated spiritual power.

The coffee-colored vines grew slowly, and emerald green leaves emerged from them, which were woven into an umbrella to cover Bo Yin, and then lifted him up as if embracing him.

After a while.

23 kilometers away, "Sanyuan" studio.

Yu Zhehong thought about where to take Teacher Bo for a long time, and then he thought of this place.

When he ran away from home at the age of 15, he led a group of friends and established this studio, which was also the prototype of his later independent studio.

A year later, the gang of cronies and friends dispersed, and Yu Zhehong, who was already a little famous, bought the store with money.

Since then, he became more and more famous, but he never thought of what to do here, so it was empty.

Sometimes Yu Zhehong would come to live here for a few days when she was bothered, or simply stay for a while.

Sanyuan is located in a very remote alley, because of urban re-planning, a large area here was abandoned a few years ago, half of it was demolished due to funding problems and no one took over, so it was put away without embarrassment Then, almost no one will come, only some stray cats and dogs.

——Of course, now there are more lonely ghosts like him.

Yu Zhehong used spiritual power to pry open the door of her house.

There was a faint smell of dust in the room that hadn't been here for a long time.He turned on the light, applied the cleansing technique, and put Bo Yin on the bed.

Suddenly silence fell, Yu Zhehong stayed for a while, watching Boyin.

Then the evil interest gradually grew, and a white flower was conjured up and pinned to Boyin's ear.

The handsome young man and the flawless white flowers are quite pleasing to the eye.

Yu Zhehong struggled with his thoughts for a long time, but he still didn't have the guts to put a skirt on Teacher Bo.

There was a slight rustling sound outside the window.

Yu Zhehong's hearing is no longer that of an ordinary person. He tilted his head and listened for a while, as if he heard a thin... "meow".

He went to the window and saw a familiar black figure: "Ball?"

It was the name of a black cat that had been fed to them before.At that time, all the stray cats around were caught and neutered by Yu Zhehong and the others. The coal ball would rather die than do it, but in the end they couldn't escape.

This cat is very aggressive, and later the place was abandoned, and many stray cats moved, but it still did not leave.Yu Zhehong can see it every time.

The white owl squatted on Yu Zhehong's shoulder, tilting his head to look at the cat.

The briquettes seemed a little puzzled, as if they were saying - is there someone here?Why can't I see it?

Yu Zhehong opened the window, the coal ball was startled, the hair exploded, and she looked at it cautiously for a while, and then walked in slowly.

Yu Zhehong touched it and added a little spiritual power to it so that he could touch it.

So the briquettes were startled again: "Meow!"

It sniffed Yu Zhehong's hand suspiciously and recognized it.Yu Zhehong picked it up, applied cleaning technique to it, and said while stroking it: "You've lost weight, the other kittens have all gone, why are you still here?"

Maybe the briquettes sensed him and came here.

Yu Zhehong suddenly felt sad.

The current briquette is at least seven years old, and is already an old cat, not as fierce as when he was young, squatting obediently in his arms and "meowing".

Yu Zhehong went to the living room to search for cat food, and found two boxes of instant noodles, which had not expired.

"These are the only cheap ones." He pointed at the briquettes, "Don't be picky eaters, be good."

The briquette was still squatting and looking at him. If it was a human being, it would have a hesitant expression.However, it was very hungry and hesitated for a while before starting to eat cat food.

Yu Zhehong turned her head and found that the white owl was pecking at the instant noodle box: "..."

There are many types of food for mechanical life, such as the cloud ghosts in Chinnesli, their food is wind-type spiritual power and "wind sound".Their soft tentacles of metal, which chime-like when the wind blows them through, are their thing.

Yu Zhehong didn't know what the white owls ate, so he decided to give it a try.

He boiled water, and while waiting for the water to boil, he said to himself: "If you don't eat, leave it to Teacher Bo."

The protoss in the dormant period have a body temperature, and there is no guarantee that they will need three meals a day.

However, the human food for Mr. Bo's first meal was instant noodles, wouldn't it be a bit greasy?

Yu Zhehong looked at Bo Yin on the bed, this person has not woken up yet, completely unaware of his slander.

It rained again at night.

An hour has passed since Yu Zhehong returned to Sanyuan, and Boyin still hasn't woken up.

White Owl and Yu