89 The injury of his son led Venus to think about the Golden Apple incident

Roaring like thunder, Diomedes was about to chase Aeneas head to tail, but if he chased him any further, he would be within range of the arrows on the city wall, and if he pursued him further, like a wolf chasing a sheep, he would reach the range of the sheepkeeper's shotgun. This was the case with the roaring Diomedes, who did not dare to pursue any further, but he calculated the range of an arrow on the city wall at least a hundred paces away.

Aeneas's glittering armor made him dare to take a risk. The roaring Diomedes suddenly stopped, allowing the right hand holding the gun to retract backwards to give a strong impetus as it moved forward, but the pros and cons to this revelation were that there was not enough time. If Diomedes had used the time to take another step forward and throw his spear with his hand, the speed and distance would have been enough to cut into Aeneas' back.

Of course, this is tactical experience, and no matter how seasoned a battle-hardened general you are, or an old field soldier, you will always have the experience of making mistakes, or occasionally making a mistake.

The roaring Diomedes still did not give up, he picked up the spear and was about to shoot again, Apollo suddenly snatched his spear, and angrily scolded: "You brute, don't go back to your position quickly, and then go further is the range of ten thousand arrows, Hugh has to risk his life to get the shining golden armor." ”

Hearing the word of God, Diomedes roared like thunder before he realized that he had fallen within reach of the arrows on the wall. He dragged his spear and spear and ran back to his position.

Aeneas was rescued by Apollo and handed over to his mother Venus, who laid his son on the jade bed, caressing his son's wounds and weeping tears of grief while pondering the cause of the war.

Our Aeneas made a beautiful cover battle, and if it weren't for his immediate rush to the battle pool and a few rounds of one-on-one confrontation with the roaring Diomedes, to keep the Trojan soldiers in time to withdraw from the battlefield, he would have been able to bite a large area to death, like a wild dog breaking into a duck cage.

Aeneas is the son of Venus, and the last time Aeneas went to fight, his mother came to save him from his injuries, and now her arm is inflamed. This time she pleaded for a favor and asked Apollo to do it for her.

Venus didn't go out in person this time for a number of reasons. Let's start with the golden apple.

The bad thing in the world is that women are jealous and seize vanity.

It was the wedding feast of Zeus and Hera, and all the gods were invited to drink the wedding wine, but Eris, the goddess of bad hearts, was not invited. What a coincidence, the fish that walked away was big. Just like that, God didn't invite her to drink the wedding wine, so she used such a vicious trick:

Before the feast was about to begin, the gods had already taken their places, and Eris, who had been snubbed, could not swallow this evil breath anyway.

So she plucked a golden apple from the sacred tree and wrote on it "To the most beautiful one." She disguised herself as a servant, delivered a tray from the kitchen to the banquet hall, quietly placed the golden apple in the most conspicuous place, and then returned to the kitchen with the image of an inferior person, and slipped away.

The first thing I saw was Athena, who was born as a madgirl and had no culture. In today's parlance, I haven't entered the school door.

Because Athena was born of public nature, she was not disciplined by her mother since she was a child, and she was a wild boy all day long, until she abandoned her studies, and when she grew up, she could not read a word, and she took the golden apple and looked at it again, and it was full of circles and bars. But she was still a little smart, and she guessed it must have been written something.

So our Athena, the goddess of war from this wild boy, raised the golden apple in her hand and shouted: "There is a golden apple here, I'm afraid there are some ghost words written on it, I don't recognize it, I'll fuck your mother...... Fuck, the hell knows what the hell it's written! ”

Venus was in love at this time, and she was holding Cupid's hand and walking towards the banquet hall. Hearing Athena shout like this, she left Cupid and walked quickly to Athena to take a look.

"Wow, fuck, I don't recognize you." Venus read the words on the apple, pretended not to recognize, and put the apple in his pocket.

But Athena is not so stupid as to be, although she has not read a book, at least this golden apple is a fun thing, so let you take it for yourself? Definitely.

Venus was quite smart, and when he saw that Athena's face was starting to feel a little wrong, he understood that if he took this golden apple as his own, this wild boy would definitely not let him go.

Athena, uncle, who are you? Who do you think it is, to use the current buzzword: female man.

Whether Athena is smart or not, you have to exchange things, even if you have changed someone else, the unsmart person will use it as a plaything, the smart person will take it as a testimony that he is a beautiful woman, and you have to pay a lot if you want to get it.

So Venus took off the apron she had just bought and put it on Athena, but she preferred to be bare, with two white-haired rabbits, swaying in front of the gods, making herself too shy to bear.

This coincidental move of Venus surprisingly snatched the eyes of the gods. The gods, especially the male gods, cheered for the great joy of all the goddesses......

Zeus, who was sitting on the highest seat, also coaxed and said, "Fuck, really, Venus, I ask you to stand on the table by the order of the King of Heaven, so that the male gods can take advantage of this auspicious day, let them wash their eyes, your beauty is like a pool of clear spring water......"

Zeus, who do you think you are, the king of heaven, and the father of Venus, and later the kick of Venus. Just after this beauty became famous, that is a later story, and it will be written in the following chapters, as a writer, just like the Minister of Finance and Economics, you have to master the accumulation and operation of funds.

Our Venus, though a bit Burmese, is considered beautiful by others, but she always thinks it is unsightly, and if it were not for another psychological factor, even if it were the double orders and pressure of her father and the king, she would not have done such an errand at the behest of others.

What is the psychology? Don't worry, readers, listen to me slowly.

Just like today's girls, this is the Spring Festival Gala, a great opportunity to become famous in one fell swoop. What's not to do, she just needs to stand on the table with her feet up, first, to listen to the words of the king, and second, to make the hearts of the male gods bloom......

Whether you are a human being or a god, you should live in common sense.

However, what kind of mentality does Cupid have, he can't get any immediate benefits from watching things by himself, and let everyone come to see them together, will you be happy if you change them? Definitely.

However, there was no way, Venus shook off Cupidra's hand and stood on the table with a single leg lift. The eyes of the entire male gods are like the supreme military commander of the Third World War holding a press conference. Just like at this time, our Venus, the eyes of all the male gods are like cameras, flashing with this strange close-up of the discharge of light.