God's offering

Ever since the banquet, Bai Chen had troubles frequently, either he was distracted while dealing with political affairs, or he just stared at a certain point in a daze.

The Royal Palace that he smashed was quickly repaired, and the building was built with divine power. Although it was a bit overkill, it was really fast.

Today, listening to the following gods report on the big and small matters of the God Realm, Bai Chen was very distracted, and interrupted a god halfway, "Is the road to the Human Realm still there?"

The deity was taken aback by his question, but quickly returned to his senses, bowed and said, "Return to His Royal Highness, you are still there."

But he didn't know that Bai Chen just nodded and didn't ask any other questions. Although he was puzzled, he didn't dare to ask Bai Chen, bowed and bowed, and then backed away.

Bai Chen was sitting on the throne, and his right index finger unconsciously tapped on the jade armrest of the throne. The speed was getting faster and faster, silently showing his anxiety, but his face was expressionless, showing nothing at all.

None of the gods below were fools. Seeing that he was in a bad mood, they all declared that they had reported nothing and fled quickly.

Sitting in the empty hall, Bai Chen stared blankly at the pale corridors and the rolling palace outside, suddenly feeling extremely lonely.

In this vast world, it seems that I am alone here, and I am high above the vast God Realm, no one cares, no one listens to my words.Everyone's attitude towards him is only fear and awe.

He suddenly felt cold, and it would be great if someone could accompany him in this almost infinite time, watching the tide rise and fall, the clouds rise and the fog fall together.Hug each other at night and keep each other warm.

It was very abrupt, he suddenly thought of Xiao Qi, in the vast winter night, he rarely went to his place instead of Ruoqing's.

He sat at the table, drinking a glass of wine, feeling very calm, and then suddenly said to Xiao Qi, "It would be a good thing to drink and enjoy the snow with someone in this long winter night." It was a pity after he finished speaking Shaking her head, it's a pity that Ruoqing refuses to accompany her, let alone drink.

Xiao Qi watched himself hesitating to speak, seeing himself ignoring him, pouted his mouth unhappily, and murmured in a low voice, "I can also accompany you, for the rest of my life."

It's just that all his heart was on Ruoqing at that time, and he didn't take Xiao Qi's words to heart at all.

At that time, Xiao Qi looked very disappointed, but when he asked him to pour the wine, he was happy again, so he didn't take this sentence to heart.

Thinking about it now, have I missed something all the time, and if I didn't cherish it when I should cherish it most, it would be useless to regret it now?

Thinking of Li Yuan, Bai Chen's chest felt painful and stuffy, as if someone had hit it hard with a sledgehammer.

This dull pain is not severe, but it is very long-lasting. Although it is intermittent, the continuous dull pain makes him very distressed. What is going on?

The rest of the time is fine, once I think of Li Yuan, my chest hurts, it could be the reason why Li Yuan cursed himself, but it seems wrong.

This heartache will not affect his actions. He has checked his body with divine power, and there is no problem at all, so it must be an external factor.

It's just that if it is an external factor, he can detect it himself, so there is no external factor, so what exactly?

Bai Chen couldn't figure it out, seeing that there were no other people in the hall, he pressed his painful forehead, stood up from the throne, got up and walked towards the temple where he lived.

Along the road, I don't know when a few colorful flowers bloomed, which are incompatible with this pure and white God Realm, just like Xiao Qi.

Recently, Bai Chen can't help but think of Xiao Qi, that person who is completely inconsistent with the God Realm.

This God Realm is completely pure white, and the people who live here seem to be submerged in this whiteness, assimilate with it, and gradually become silent, repeating the monotonous and boring life for thousands of years, as if they were created by human beings. A puppet that sets everything up, boring and dull.

Xiao Qi's arrival seemed to inject a different color into this dreary God Realm. He did not have the stereotypes of the God Realm, nor did he have the boringness of the God Realm.

Although he was imprisoned by himself, he still worked hard to live, to live well, and to make his life wonderful.

He can plant flowers, record everything with a pen, even play backgammon invented by himself with his attendants, chat with them, etc...

In fact, Bai Chen has been noticing these things all the time, but he just watched from a distance, neither participating nor preventing them, the two of them are like the two sides of the division, Bai Chen's side is the same white, Xiao Qi's side is full of colorful colors.

Bai Chen didn't want to admit that he was envious, let alone approach him, he couldn't figure it out now, he didn't like Li Yuan, was it because he simply regarded him as a toy, or was he afraid that he would change?

It's just that he suddenly misses him so much and misses that time. Just looking at him will infect his good mood, and even the corners of his mouth can't help but curl up.

Bai Chen had someone transplant those few flowers to his own temple, and planted them at the door of the bedroom, where he could see them as soon as he went out.

In fact, he didn't know why he transplanted them here, but he just felt that he was inexplicably like Xiao Qi, equally brilliant and full of vitality.

It's just that he forcibly obliterated that vitality, turning him into a color as boring as that of the God Realm, a pale, deathly color.

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Bai Chen has become more and more silent recently. His Royal Highness, who is already high above the gods, has a high status in the god world, so there are very few people who can talk to him, and his personal butler is one of the few.

Bai Chen drank the wine, and told him lightly: "Go and seal Jingheju and Zhuyuan, and don't let anyone in." There was no expression of joy or anger.

"Yes."

These two shrines are the places where Young Master Xiaoqi and Young Master Ruoqing live respectively. His Highness sealed them up, but the steward was not surprised at all.

The bamboo garden is nothing, the scenery is the same as before, no different from when Ruoqing was there.

It's just that Jingheju, where Young Master Xiaoqi lived, did not know when a large black mandala bloomed, covering the entire temple. The fragrance of the flowers was strong, and the breeze sent it far away.

The butler came back, thought about it, but still didn't report it to the King of God. In his impression, although the King of God often told himself about the little Seventh Young Master, his tone was very conflicted, as if he didn't know how to treat him, and finally used the most wrong Methods.

The butler sighed silently, and when he returned, Bai Chen had passed out drunk on the table, murmuring, "I'm sorry, Xiao Qi, I was wrong, please come back, I was wrong..."

The housekeeper sighed helplessly. If he knew this earlier, why bother.