The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

The flowing clouds are still, the sea breeze is torn apart, the flowing red light is suspended, and the dust raised is like a huge mushroom cloud, frozen in the moment of rising.

Time and space control is a hundred times more powerful than Wang Lingxian's time gap.

"Ding Yiqing."

Cen Jin raised his head, his cheeks touched the cold gold earrings and satin-like hair, his eyes retracted from the end of the crimson beam of light, and fell on Ding Yiqing's side face.

Ding Yiqing crossed Cen Jin's shoulder with his left hand, clasped his neck loosely, and pressed his index finger against Cen Jin's chin.

"Is this also in your script? Is the scene as grand as it is?" Cen Jin pointed to the strangeness of the sacrifice outside the military area, with a strange and calm tone: "How do you feel now? Are you proud of your exhaustive plans, or are you laughing at me? stupid?"

"Correction, it's not my script."

"Huh? Is there a difference? You are a great god. You can see everything in detail, and you can know a hundred things when you see everything. No matter how deep the Queen Mother of the West or Di Shitian's plan is, you can't hide it from you. Ah yes, it is indeed not your script, you said , you just walk along."

Cen Jin smirked, with a strange yin and yang, but his eyes were fierce and sharp, glowing red, like a ferocious beast that had encountered a major setback, even if it was wrapped in negative emotions, it was still covered with armor and covered with thorns.

"Yes, that's right." Cen Jinzuo suddenly realized, and leaned over to Ding Yiqing and said, "You said in Guizhou Town that the one who really decides the direction of fate is myself. I chose to destroy Asura's practice in Pingxi Village." Controlling the stronghold, I chose the story to send others to pass the level so that both Baimu and Di Shitian noticed me, so I was dragged into Kusinara, got the longevity serum, and revived Vishnu... step by step Walk in the plan of Indra.

It's a choice I made, and more precisely, it's my own making.

Blame me for being self-righteous and self-righteous. I should be content with being ordinary. I am an ordinary person. Why should I be a savior?Am I worthy?A few casual prophecies by Zhou Man made me think that I was capable, but in fact I couldn't bear such a heavy responsibility at all.

No courage, no strength, no luck. There is always a little difference. What exactly is the right time, place, and me?

Nothing at all, I almost forgot my identity in the script you arranged, thinking that I had changed from a transparent supporting role to a supporting role of some importance, so I acquiesced in Zhou Man's prophecy, Baimu Nu and their expectation of becoming a Buddha, and the result This is the one who looks like a dog in a mess now. "

Ding Yiqing looked at him quietly, like an adult who would never make mistakes, always calm and calm, indulged in a child's unreasonable troubles and self-pity after a wrong, knowing that he was ignorant and useless, but would still follow behind to help clean up the mess.

Cen Jin hates this metaphor, it makes him feel like a good-for-nothing who can screw up everything.

"What else? What else do you want to say?" Ding Yi pressed Cen Jin's neck loosely, lowered his head and approached him: "Do you still think that if you don't be tempted from the beginning, you won't want to grab the longevity serum. Wouldn’t it be wrong to revive Vishnu by accident, so there would be no current disaster?”

Cen Jin stared at him intently, his throat was fishy, ​​and blood filled his mouth and was stuck between his teeth.

"Or, do you think that if you didn't drive me away stupidly and overreaching, you wouldn't be so embarrassing in the face of Di Shitian's powerful strength? You can rely on the over-development of your brain to solve Di Shitian like you did last time when you solved the Queen Mother of the West. Heaven and that big snake, you can still save everyone, and you can choose a more gentle way to send those weirdos to Buddhahood, right?"

Ding Yiqing's words cut through Cen Jin's chaotic and sick mind mercilessly like a sharp knife. Seeing the tragic sacrifice, Cen Jin felt that the disaster should not have happened, and he only needed to endure the threat brought by Ding Yiqing.

Or be more generous, sell your body, cooperate with Ding Yiqing's performance, and exchange him for something of equal value, such as Di Shitian's plan.

Before Vishnu was resurrected, Ding Yiqing mentioned it a few times, and he obviously knew the inside story. He only needs to pay the same price as buying brain domain development services to know Di Shitian's identity and his purpose one step earlier, and the disaster can be completely avoided.

But Cen Jin refused again and again.

"You put the shortcut to the result in front of me, let me choose, and I chose to refuse." Cen Jin held Ding Qingqing's hand that was wrapped around his neck, and smiled, his expression was a little crazy, like a man full of love. The bottle of boiling water is calm on the surface, but cracks appear on the inside.

"I expelled you. I thought I could balance the two gods. I used the childish method of killing each other to trap you, and ended up stepping into the hole I dug long ago... Ding Qingqing, all of this is under your control. I can't run away, I can't run away, I can't get rid of you, I can't leave you, I can't win you. You want me to be afraid, give up resistance, accept your arrangement obediently, and become the protagonist in your mind?"

"It's all over? I guess it's time to finish." Ding Yiqing pulled Cen Jin over, held his shoulders and faced each other, wiped away the blood that almost covered Cen Jin's eyelids with his thumb, and said, "You expel me first, how do you behave?" Are you more wronged and angry than me?"

Cen Jin frowned: "I'm in your scheme, can't I be angry?"

Ding Yi smiled angrily, and rubbed the dust on Cen Jin's cheeks a little harder: "I reminded you, you don't believe me. Cen Jin, you don't believe me. Of course, judging by my performance, you don't believe me and want to get rid of me. There is nothing to criticize. But be fair to me, and you can’t accuse me of ulterior motives. I have always used scheming openly, and money is equal to goods, and children are not deceived. Be fair to me, human beings forget it, and those weird people have accidents , you are eager to blame me..."

Cen Jin swallowed his saliva, still with a stubborn expression, licking his teeth with his tongue, showing even more frivolous disdain.

"You still say to be obedient and give up resistance... Have you ever been obedient? Is it possible for you to be obedient? Don't take the opportunity to give yourself money at this time."

Ding Yiqing sneered, and finally wiped off Cen Jin's face, his eyes fell on his eyes, seeing the dense red bloodshot inside, and the sharp and strong emotions that erupted, at first glance it seemed that his eyes were red.

He couldn't help but sighed in a daze.

"Cen Jin, you live a sober life. I have never seen anyone who is more sober than you, and the gods are not as good as you."

"Is it not good?" Cen Jin approached, almost touching Ding Yiqing's face, with a strangely calm tone: "Is it a fault to be sober?"

"If you're too awake, you can't recognize yourself." Ding Yiqing gently brushed away the hair on Cen Jin's cheeks, ran it behind his ears, and softly pointed out the hidden and sharp contradictions in his personality: "Do you think you are ordinary?"

The brain was held down by Ding Yiqing's hands, a tearing pain came from the scalp, and the feeling of the brain being stirred and remodeled appeared for the fourth time.

Cen Jin's pupils constricted and he stared at Ding Yiqing without blinking.

"You said that you recognize your duty, are content with being ordinary, and are not worthy of being a savior. The question is, do you really recognize it? If you recognize it, why do you still ask me to come out?"

Cen Jin was so painful that his teeth chattered and rattled.

"The so-called recognition of identity is where you are most self-righteous. There is no 'ordinary person' like you, and no 'supporting role' will rush to finish the protagonist's job."

Ding Yiqing stared straight at the eyes of Cen Jin, who was close at hand, as if he could see the burning pure white soul in the skin through these eyes, which was incomparably beautiful.

He lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes drooped down like a small fan, covering the inadvertent emotions in his eyes.

Leaning down, raising his head, he kissed Cen Jin's forehead lightly, almost imperceptibly, like a small drop of water touched by a breeze, if it wasn't for Ding Yiqing who then kissed his eyelids, Cen Jin would not have thought it was real.

The pain in the brain became more and more severe, and the pain was sent to the limbs along the blood vessels. The bones made crackling sounds, and the body trembled. The pain made Cen Jin unable to stop taking deep breaths. In the brain area, the light kiss on Cen Jin's face was like a comforting candy given to him because of the pain in his head.

Cen Jin tightly grabbed Ding Yiqing's clothes, no matter how painful it was, he refused to look away: "Do you like me?" He grinned, a little crazy, his tone was like magma frozen on the surface, and the calm surface was about to erupt .

"You like me." He was a little uncertain, a little doubtful, but also a little determined and cunning: "Ding Yanqing, no comfort is expressed in this way, you like me."

Ding Yiqing raised his eyes to look at him, pulled out his hand, and pressed Cen Jin's neck, seeing his instant angry expression, thought that Cen Jin always suddenly cared about some strange things at special moments.

For example, he may now feel that it is dirty to press the neck with the hand that has just touched the brain.

Putting the palm on Cen Jin's neck and pressing it forward, Ding Yiqing responded, "En."

Cen Jin was stunned, his attention was drawn back from the hand behind his neck, and a realization appeared in his brain: Ding Yiqing responded.He admitted it.

Ding Yiqing likes him.

What does it feel like to be loved by a god?

Before Cen Jin could figure out the feeling, Ding Yiqing lowered his head, and put his mouth against his lips, a soft, cold touch, a very clear feeling, followed by a fishy-sweet smell of rust, to be precise, the smell of blood, it was the blood in his mouth.

This kiss was very short and passed away in a flash. The smell of dust and gunpowder smoke lingered in the nose, and the sweet blood tasted in the mouth, which was actually not good at all.

Cen Jin ignored his heart beating suddenly.

Ding Yiqing touched the corner of his lips with his thumb, thinking about it, as if he was thinking about the aftermath of a certain world famous book.

Cen Jin was also silent.

Ding Yiqing asked, "How do you feel?"

Cen Jin did not answer but instead asked, "Can this service be free?"

"I can't." Ding Yiqing refused indifferently: "If you like it, you like it, and the business will continue. Brothers will settle accounts clearly, unless you and I are father and son."

Huang Mao leaned back and said, "I thought you could at least say husband and wife, but I didn't expect you to like me because you want to be my father."

"Don't you think I'm like an adult pampering you as a child?" Ding Yiqing: "Cen Jin, I'm not interested in raising children."

The implication is that he is not playing a game of cultivating idols, and there is no need to treat him as an unattainable adult.

Huang Mao grabbed Ding Yiqing's arm, pulled away the hand behind his neck, and leaned his upper body back, pulling away the distance between him and Ding Yiqing. Although his eyes were lower than Ding Qingqing's, he made a gesture of contempt.

"Ding Yiqing."

The feeling of being forced by a dog to be liked by a god is probably what it is now, and I feel like fucking.

Huang Mao let go of his hand, and raised his middle finger at Ding Yiqing with both hands: "Mum Dan, you."

The next moment, he slipped down like a loach, his legs kicked away the cloves and fell freely, the sea breeze whizzed past his ears in an instant, the yellow and soft hair scattered with the wind, and the floating clouds in the sky circled around like a spiral, swinging The dust that was raised suddenly fell in a parabola and scattered in all directions. The blue-purple lightning flashed in the thick dust and made a crackling sound, causing a secondary explosion.

The static time and space suddenly resumed its dynamics, the roar of the big snake in the sea, the tumbling waves, the sound of the radio station squeaked into the ears, the crimson beam of light wandered freely, and the weirdos not far away were still doing the work of carrying and watering.

And Ding Yiqing in the sky watched him quietly, watching him leave without hesitation, and kept pulling away under the gravity of the earth until he couldn't see Ding Qingqing's face clearly. Suddenly a word came from his ear, it was from the electronic watch sent out.

It was a sentence that Ding Yiqing conveyed to him by borrowing the electronic signal flow: "The brain domain is developed by 50%, and the physical fitness is exhausted. It can last for an hour at most. It is a quick battle."

"Also..., you will be able to fight against me one day. At that time, you have a chance to get rid of me, so the complaint is dismissed."

At this time, Liuyun drifted past, covering Ding Yiqing, and then, the black video camera appeared in his hand.