The black wide cloak dragged on the ground, winding behind him. Heineer walked so slowly that the crowd automatically opened his way, the men whistling and the women shyly pulling their skirts at him.

Heinill's heart was full of grief, and his face tried not to show any expression, which was indeed cold. And it is this tone, this posture that does not show weakness after being strong, and the proud posture like no one, that makes everyone want to stop.

Perhaps in their eyes, this is not a rape at all, but a game between two people who love each other! And Hainier is the hero of the game!

"Where are you going?"

A voice called him from behind him, and Balder was already dressed, but he saw Heinir's back trying to escape.

There was even a stir in the crowd.

Without looking back, Heinir twisted his hands and wrapped his cloak tightly as he continued to walk forward.

"Stop. If you leave now, don't come back later. ”

was ignored, and the volume of the person behind him increased significantly when he spoke, and there was a hint of anger in his tone. Hainir twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly, and still walked out of the Sea God Temple without looking back.

The sea outside the hall is clear and blue, swimming and drifting, and following the ripples of the current, countless pink dolphins have gathered at some point. The pink dolphin, the most affectionate thing, gathered here as if inspired, and Heinier came out and surrounded him sympathetically.

Hainier reached out and touched the huge dolphin's head, the corners of its mouth slightly upturned, and even when it was in tears, it always gave people the feeling of smiling.

Heinir lifted his legs, stepped over the great back of the fish, and rushed towards the distant sea, leaving behind a crowd of stunned people.

"The banquet is not over yet, why did His Highness the Silly God leave?" Someone asked quietly.

"I don't know, maybe I hurt my face by His Highness Balde," the person next to him cautiously looked at the god of light with a black face and replied, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker after speaking.

Suddenly, a sharp gaze shot over, and the two immediately sat upright.

The dolphin swam so quickly that it soon sent him to the surface, and Henill summoned a cloud and threw his aching body on it, flying aimlessly in the sky without knowing where it was going.

What a difficult day it has been.

The warmth of a man, the sweetness of a man, and the charm of a man are gone, replaced by a force/violence with ridicule. In the end, why is the person he loves so complicated?

Holder disappeared, which was undoubtedly a bucket of cold water poured on his hot head. That bastard, why is he messing around like this! Rather than this, he preferred to see him only at night every day, not even kissing, not having sex, and platonic spiritual love was stronger than it is now.

But a qiē is irretrievable. The price was what the God of Light had done to him tonight.

The clouds flew in the sky at great speed, trembling through the air current, just as Heineer was in the mood at this time, one hand grabbed his heart, thus choking his breath, wanting to cry but unable to cry, only trembling in vain.

There was a murmur of water below, and it turned out that before he knew it, he had flown to the border of Arthurgard. In the sparse woods, a clear stream flows happily.

Heinir fell, and chose a place where the water was shallow. He stood by the stream, untying his cloak, and the velvet swept across the abused nude/body, blue and red, like unfolding a picture scroll, shockingly seductive.

He approached the water's edge and looked at his own reflection in the water. The long legs are folded, flowing into a beautiful shape with the floating of the water lines, the goose egg face with a slightly pointed chin, the slender and crystalline eyes choke out tears that refuse to fall, and the thick black curls hang down to the collarbone chest.

This is the body of a young man, it is indeed beautiful and amazing. Heinir, however, could not bear to look at his miserable condition any longer, and stepped into the water. The cool water was like ice cubes attached to his body, and it was a myriad of tiny needles poking into his warm skin.

He gritted his teeth and walked into the water, standing where the stream was turning sharply, letting the stream mercilessly wash away the filth from his body.

A thin stream of water trickled down and poured over a beautiful figure, and the long curls of the naked/naked/unhung Haineer had been wet and hung down on the shoulders, neck, and chest.

The thin and slender body, the slender waist, and the overlapping two straight white legs were gently caressed by the spring water flowing down the river, and his soft hands lingered on his body intently, and his dark eyes glanced out of the mirror with mist.

Heinir wanted to wash away the unbearable, filthy, or beautiful in this spring, and if beauty was always accompanied by pain, then he would rather not have it, and would rather live a peaceful life.

It's just that, washing and washing, the old scene gradually emerges in my mind. The same clear spring, the same beautiful body, the same eyes that seem to be wet with water, but are actually misty because of crying. The scene in the Mirror of Light, he is too familiar and embarrassed!

The following should be the sentence that later people said when describing this anecdote......

"What a picture of a beautiful woman taking a bath!"

A low, magnetic voice came with the gurgling water.

"Who!" Taken aback, Heinier immediately looked up.

The sky was already black, like a dark cloud. If you look closely, it's tens of thousands of demon armies wearing battle armor! The man at the head flapped his two blue wings, and was looking at him condescendingly, although they were far away, but Heinil could see clearly that he was laughing, laughing wildly.

It's the Demon King Imise! He actually led the Demon Realm army to attack the Heavenly Realm!

Heineer was horrified. He came out of the stream as quickly as he could, and hurriedly picked up the cloak from the grass and wrapped it around his body. The hand is raised towards the sky, making a gesture of beckoning clouds, but it is stiff on this movement. Within seconds, not a single white cloud flew down.

The next moment, there was no doubt that the demon king in the air folded his wings and swooped down. As he flew to Heinill's side, he swept his body with a sweep of his hands, and as he had done before, his huge wings fluttering and his arms wide enough to support his light body.

Like an eagle hovering down from the sky, it grabs the food it sees with precision and sharpness.

Imise bowed his head and said, "This time, I won't let you run again." ”

End of the first part. The second part of the god forbids the main demon realm.