Get on the wrong sedan chair and enter the opposite row

Why didn't you think clearly?Duan Hong found that maybe only the gods in the God's Domain would speak like this, always saying something unclear and difficult to understand, everyone might have learned from Lord God, and they all talked like this,

The wind blowing in the courtyard of the Divine Lord is very comfortable, and it is more comfortable to stay here. No matter where he goes, as long as he does not return to Qingyan Emperor Palace, Duan Hong will feel refreshed.

I will never go back to that place again, and move back to the Xuan Palace of the envoy, yes, I will do it as soon as I say it, and move back now.

Duan Hong cheered up again, and after a while, he was ready to go back to his Xuangong, which was a ruthless envoy. Although it was shabby and didn't have so many treasures, it was at least his own Xuangong. It is stronger than in Qingyan Emperor Palace.

What's the point of living with someone who hates you?Blame him for seeing the money and coveting the splendor of the Qingyan Emperor Palace, but the results are all illusory, and in the end it is his own Xiaoxuan Palace that is his nest.

After leaving, I will never go back, and if I go back, I will be a stick.

As soon as he left the courtyard of the God Lord, he saw Emperor Qingyan in a hurry and flustered figure. Since Duan Hong knew him, it was the first time that Duan Hong saw Emperor Qingyan frowning and his steps were chaotic, as if he was a child who lost himself. Favorite candy.

An old man, even older than his ancestors' ancestors, would lose his composure like this. Duan Hong rolled his eyes in the direction of Emperor Qingyan, and turned around to walk around Emperor Qingyan from the other side.

"Hong'er!"

When he saw Duan Hong, the dimness in Emperor Qingyan's eyes suddenly burned up, and the lost light came back, and this loud "Hong'er" also shocked Duan Hong, what's going on with this guy!Why are you calling so intimately!It's simply disrespectful.

He couldn't help speeding up his pace, like stepping on a hot wheel, planning to return to the Xuan Palace of the Eliminator, anxiously trying to hide from Qingyan Emperor, and didn't look at Qingyan Emperor who suddenly blocked his way, and threw himself into Qingyan In the arms of the emperor.

Emperor Qingyan didn't intend to let go of this hug.

Duan Hong put his hands on Emperor Qingyan's chest, but Emperor Qingyan was much stronger than him, and he couldn't break free at all. He couldn't beat him physically, so he could only rely on his mouth: "Dijun, Dijun, let me tell you, you Don't bully the young with the big, you should love the young at your age, do you know that? Don't bully me, or I will sue you to the Lord God!"

No matter how he struggled, Emperor Qingyan hugged him like a lost and found treasure, and did not let go, he hugged him horizontally in Duan Hong's "chanting scriptures", and then white smoke rose and teleported Arrived at Qingyan Emperor Palace.

"Dijun, what are you going to do, Dijun? Dijun, let me tell you, don't hug me like this, I am an upright man, if you hug me like this, other immortal friends will misunderstand you, you should pay attention to Qingyan Dijun Demeanor, pay attention to your demeanor, Dijun!" Duan Hong jumped up with his legs, but was thrown onto the couch by Emperor Qingyan.

It didn't hurt too much after falling down on his buttocks, but Duan Hong felt wronged in his heart, staring at Emperor Qingyan with a little sparkle in his eyes: "Dijun, what are you doing?"

Just now Emperor Qingyan was really scared. After chatting with Yuqing, he was going to pick up Duan Hong. He knew that he hadn’t taken Duan Hong to the Shenchi often recently, and he was used to Duan Hong, so he brought him some human food. So let Zhan Feng's remnant soul take advantage of it.

Duan Hong, who was still about to struggle for the last time, was immediately pinned down by Qingyan Emperor, who tore off his shirt and clasped Duan Hong on the couch, with a slightly stern voice: "Don't take a good bath in the Shenchi, you don't want to drink it. What are you running around?"

Hearing his question, Duan Hong thought of Emperor Qingyan and Yuqing talking about his gaffes here, and suddenly became angry: "Dijun, why did God soak in God's pool for so long? Even if God soaked for a long time The skin has to be soft, right? The little god is just a mere tyrant, you are the emperor of the ages, so don't embarrass me, a small guy, so as to save you trouble and trouble, and you will pay back the love debt to whomever you owe , don't waste your little care on the little god."

With his body together, he didn't move at all. Duan Hong did use all his strength, but the difference in strength was huge. He was really not the opponent of Emperor Qingyan. In the end, he was out of breath, and when he gave up resisting, he let out a low growl: "Get out!"

When I yelled this sentence, tears couldn't stop streaming down my face. It's already very embarrassing to cry in front of others, not to mention that this person is Emperor Qingyan, who is even more embarrassing and angry. Duan Hong Suo turned his face towards sex, and closed his eyes not to look at Emperor Qingyan's exploring eyes.

"How do you know?" Emperor Qingyan thought for a second, and seemed to understand: "Have you been back? What did you hear?"

Duan Hong gritted his teeth, and still choked up with sobs: "I have heard what I should hear, and I have heard what I shouldn't have heard. If you dislike me, just say it. I, Duan Hong, am a debtor. He doesn't care, what Zhan Feng's remnant soul, I didn't let him attach to me, you never owe me a debt of love, you owe Zhan Feng a love debt, you have to pay him back, don't come Disgusting me!"

More than 30 years ago, Emperor Qingyan went down to earth to repay the love debt. He thought that the one who owed it was Duan Hong. Ever since the Yuelao Pavilion visited the marriage book, he never thought that he owed the love debt to Zhan Feng. On the day Duan Hong was born, the sky fell ominously The sign is that a ray of Zhan Feng's remnant soul has found Duan Hong and attached himself to him.

Zhan Feng tried to open the Demon Prison to set off a bloody storm in the Demon Realm and the God Realm. Later, he was discouraged in the Demon Prison and scattered his soul. His strongest obsession turned into a wisp of remnant soul. Now his remnant soul can be regained. Throwing into the Tao of reincarnation, or dispersing with the wind, he attained liberation, but he locked the remnant soul himself, just to realize his obsession.

But what exactly is this obsession?Is it love for Meng Bufan, or something else?

Why doesn't Emperor Qingyan like Duan Hong?If you don't like it, how can you let Duan Hong live in this huge Qingyan Emperor Palace, which has been lonely for thousands of years?If you don't like it, how can you be afraid that he will breed hostility, and let Duan Hong come and go freely in the god pool that many immortal friends want to soak in but can't?

He was just afraid that Duan Hong would not accept this relationship if he really expressed his feelings to Duan Hong, and he was also afraid that if he and Duan Hong would become a divine couple, the remnant soul of Zhan Feng on Duan Hong would pretend to be Duan Hong's thing , because he always believed that the obsession of Zhan Feng's remnant soul was Meng Bufan.

But things seemed to be out of his control. He kept thinking about love debts, but he forgot that Duan Hong beside him was a living god. He was not Zhan Feng. He also had his own feelings and thoughts. I ignored Duan Hong's feelings, in fact, we should not hide it from him after being together for a long time.

It was silent for a while, both of them were quiet, Duan Hong sniffed his nose softly from time to time, it was really embarrassing to cry, he really didn't want to admit that he was the one crying.

"So why are you crying?" Emperor Qingyan loosened Duan Hong's neck, gently rubbed the red mark on his neck with his thumb, wondering if he hurt him just now.

"Who cried? I didn't cry!" Duan Hong blocked his face with his big sleeve in a hurry to avoid looking at Emperor Qingyan: "You are the one who cried, I will never cry, you are wrong."

Never admit that I cried, just let the damn tears perish at this moment, and after a few hours, I will still be a good man.

The wide sleeves were rolled up, exposing Duan Hong's lips that were almost broken by himself, Emperor Qingyan called out again: "Hong'er."

Why is he calling that again!

Duan Hong was about to collapse in his heart. He should be angry. No one had ever called him so intimately before, but why did he not reject this name in his heart? On the contrary, he still felt his heart beating powerfully because of this name, Every inch of veins is flowing back and forth quickly.

He became angry, and wanted to put down his sleeves and say something, but Emperor Qingyan pressed his sleeves tightly on both sides, covering his eyes, and in the darkness in front of him, he felt a trace of warm lips falling on his own. superior.

It was like being in the world. In summer, he passed a cherry orchard with a machete on his back. The weather in June was sunny at noon, reflecting the big and red cherries in the garden. He walked into the cherry orchard, Before I had time to pick a cherry and eat it, I felt threatened by danger.

In his favorite cherry orchard, he killed dozens of people in a row, the blood splashed on the cherries, and the cherries became redder, even though he ate it, he never ate the cherries again.

Touching this soft lips now, Duan Hong felt as if he was in that cherry orchard. There were no bloody corpses, no lights of swords, but a man standing under the tree, picking the biggest and reddest cherry, and putting it in his mouth. mouth.

He likes it, he likes the cherry he gave him, if it is a dream, it must be his favorite dream.

Duan Hong felt the gently touched lips gradually leave, he felt that the cherry in his dream was taken away again, he was afraid that all this would disappear, a free hand hooked Emperor Qingyan's neck, He pressed that lip down again.

In the deep kiss, there is Duan Hong's eagerness for the cherry in his dream, and Emperor Qingyan's inability to extricate himself, his lips and tongue are entangled, his fingers are tightly clasped, his blindfolded sleeves slip off, his eyes meet, all the awkwardness fades away, and his eyes are full of tears. The only thing left is affectionate.

The two love each other happily, and when they are in love, they can't extricate themselves, which is the most rare thing. When they are together, Emperor Qingyan looks at Duan Hong in his arms, and Duan Hong's eyes are weeping, and Zhan Feng who is locked in an iron chain appears in front of him. The heavy wisp of remnant soul gradually dissipated with tears and satisfaction.

The so-called obsession is nothing more than an affectionate mispayment, thousands of years of staying together, thinking that companionship is the strongest love, but they don't know that the most rare thing is the joy of two feelings.