God's favorite

A large field of poppies of different colors is hidden in the white mist. Li Chuangshi is in it, looking from a distance, with a little smile in his black eyes.

Yang Huohuang was lost in it, unable to find the direction, suddenly glanced at him, and stared at him.

"A Shi, it's great that you're fine." Yang Huohuang walked over quickly with joy in his heart. Ever since Li Chuangshi was captured by Hun Kun, he was worried to death.

Li Chuangshi's voice was a bit ethereal, "I'm fine."

Yang Huohuang's footsteps paused, and it seemed a bit weird. At this time, Li Chuangshi was like a stranger, completely different from the usual feeling.

"I don't have much time to stay in your dream, so to make a long story short."

Li Chuangshi conjured up a dagger and handed it to him from the air, "This is a "soul destroyer" made by the gods himself, and it can kill any of the four gods."

"Why don't you come and see me in person?"

Yang Huohuang felt relieved when he heard that this was a dream mirror.But I still have doubts in my heart, "And I don't understand what you said, who do you want me to kill?"

"The one beside you is a vicious Firebird, I don't want to be torn apart by his claws and die."

Li Chuangshi grabbed the dagger floating in the air, stepped closer, took Yang Huohuang's hand, and forced it into his hand, "You must kill Huo Pei."

Yang Huohuang suddenly felt the dagger was scorching hot, so hot that he couldn't even hold it.

Li Chuangshi ignored his pale face and emphasized: "He is just using you, listen to me, and kill that despicable and shameless person."

Yang Huohuang couldn't answer, he used to hate that person so much that he hated it deeply, but now he sees that the other person gets hurt every time because of him, he really can't do anything.

Li Chuangshi forced Yang Huohuang to grab the dagger, "Don't forget who killed your father."

Yang Huohuang picked up the dagger and threw it vigorously, threw the dagger into the white mist, and shouted frantically: "Don't use my weakness to deal with me, Ah Shi, you have never forced me to suffer so much!"

Li Chuangshi grabbed Yang Huohuang's shoulders vigorously, "If you don't want to kill him, then you are the one who will die!"

Huo Pei would not treat him like this!

Yang Huohuang remembered the moment when Huo Pei blocked the sword for him, it was in exchange for his life.

Li Chuangshi answered Yang Huohuang's heartfelt words, "He is not sincere to you, he only has that person in his heart. He protects you only because you are a sacrificial sacrifice and can greet a dead lover."

Yang Huohuang continued to remain silent, Li Chuangshi changed his tone and asked, "Do you know who he is?"

Li Chuangshi put his hand on Yang Huohuang's forehead, countless pictures flashed through Yang Huohuang's mind immediately, his face became more and more ugly, he covered his mouth and said tremblingly, "What's that from?"

"In 9000 million years, Suzaku and Baihu fought for the Azure Dragon Goddess. At that time, the Azure Dragon Goddess loved the White Tiger God Lord. In order to destroy Suzaku, she took the god-killing arrow made by the gods and shot at Suzaku. But at that time, as Suzaku But his lover blocked it for him and died in his arms." Li Chuangshi was intoxicated in his thoughts, and continued to say slowly: "Since the gods were also sealed in the arrow of destroying gods at that time, so with Suzaku's The souls of the lovers fly away together, turning into pieces and falling to the world."

So he collects jewels for shards?

Yang Huohuang thought of those who died at Huo Pei's hands.

Li Chuangshi heard the words in his heart again and replied: "Each fragment represents a different emotion, and there are seven pieces in total, containing the seven emotions in Buddhism "joy, anger, worry, fear, love, hatred, and desire."

"Because the shards are attracted to jewelry, most of the people who are attached to the shards are wealthy businessmen or collectors who love to collect jewelry. If the shards are extracted from their bodies, the jewelry must be used as a container."

Yang Huohuang was extremely shocked. Could it be that Huo Pei was not only going to grab the jewels, but also kill those people!

Li Chuangshi recruited, exchanged for the dagger, and held it tightly in his hand.

Handed it to Yang Huohuang again, and said softly: "Kill him, or the day he collects all the fragments will be your death date."

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Yang Huohuang slid out the dagger from his cuff, clenched the dagger tightly with his fingers, fixed his eyes on the cold figure standing in front of him, and tried to raise the dagger to stab.

But the dagger in his helpless hand became as heavy as gold, unable to lift it up or stab it in.

With a bang, the dagger fell to the ground.

Huo Pei looked back, only to see Yang Huohuang standing there with a ashen face, staring at the shiny dagger on the ground.

Yang Huohuang looked at the jewelry in Huo Pei's hand, and said with a sad smile, "Let's do it..."

In vain, his chest ached, his vision was blurred, and he fell down. Before he fell completely into darkness, Yang Huohuang felt a cold and generous embrace to catch him.

When Yang Huohuang opened his eyes again, he saw Huo Pei's closed eyes and calm face. He found himself lying on Huo Pei's lap, covered with Huo Pei's suit jacket.

Yang Huohuang was heartbroken, his eyes were red, and he turned his face away.

A deep voice suddenly came out from beside my ear, "How is your body?"

"I can't die."

A cold hand ran through Yang Huanhuang's hair, and lightly touched his face, "It seems that I'm all right if I can see the joke."

Yang Huohuang suppressed the pain in his heart, he felt that he was about to stop breathing, and he hesitated to speak several times.

"It's not your style to hesitate."

Yang Huohuang licked his dry lips, exhausted all his strength, and asked hoarsely, "Huo Pei, you...how did you know your ex-lover?"

After a moment of silence, Yang Huohuang's jaw was lifted, and he saw Huo Pei's smiling purple eyes, "Are you jealous?"

"Can't you hear my thoughts?"

"Someone doesn't seem to like this ability of mine, so he gave it up." Huo Pei wrapped his fingers around his hair, and said calmly, "Are you jealous?"

"may be."

Yang Huohuang's confession made Huo Pei stunned for a moment.

Yang Huohuang stared straight at Huo Pei, and asked, "Tell me, what kind of person is that person that you have missed all your life?"

Huo Pei raised the corners of his mouth, watched the yanghuohuang face overlap with the dreamer, and murmured: "Like you."

Yang Huohuang found that his fingers were tightly held by Huo Pei, and he kissed them one by one...

Huo Pei stared at him, his slender figure reflected in his purple eyes, "Only him can my heart ache."

Yang Huohuang's heart seemed to be torn, torn, torn.

Obviously knowing that the person in the other party's heart is not me, but I can't resist the other party's words and deeds.

Suddenly, the cold arms embraced him fiercely, and the light-colored and cool lips bent down to kiss him. His tall body enveloped his small stature, and his whole body seemed to be about to be electrocuted.

Yang Huohuang pushed the opponent away in fear, but the opponent held his wrist tightly, not allowing him to refuse, attacking the city and conquering the territory between lips and tongue, domineering yet gentle.

The bodies of the two touching each other were involuntarily toppled over, rolling in the grass.

In the eager breath, he changed from hesitation, passivity, melancholy, gradually, slowly... to enjoyment, he couldn't help reaching out to grab Huo Pei's neck, looking for each other's lips in the frantic pursuit, Explore uncharted territory.

He is like a willow branch melting into ice and flames, or like a reed blown wildly by the pool, or like a fish playing in the clear water, the unexpected sunshine pours down instantly, completely belonged to each other.

He climbs, caresses, screams, weeps, takes pleasure in shame and terror.

The scent of sweat and medicine in his nose became thicker and thicker, as if it was going to surround, bewitch, and swallow his whole mind and mind. There was no powder left, so that he could see nothing, hear nothing, and all sounds in the dark. Silenced by the violent action...

Floating up and down in the bottom of the abyss of crime, he suddenly fell from the top of the clouds into the deep sea at high speed. Before he could adapt to calm down, his lips, eyes, nose, ears, neck, collarbone... were once again brutally and violently Explorers looted.

Everything was reborn like a flame. In the scorching heat, tongues of flame swept over him, trying to burn him to ashes again...

This night, there was never-ending plundering of the city.