The air of this world must have been poisoned by the word "true love", and the frequency of vibration naturally carries a high tone of melancholy and vicissitudes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Every breeze contains the poetry of invading people's muscles and bones. Even the way the flowers and trees on the street withered revealed the determination of nine deaths without regrets.

A hoarse and low love song looms in the air, like an insomniac old man sitting in the middle of the night, calling for his beloved partner.

The ubiquity is a low-key and beautiful atmosphere, constructing a sea of love that people can't get rid of.

When Hu Shanshan's footsteps set foot on this earthly world, it was like a big fish returning to the sea. Every particle in the air resonates with her. She opened the pores of her body and absorbed the poetic sorrow into herself to the fullest, and her dry and smoking soul was instantly moistened and plumped in this moment.

She said in her heart, "This is called Hongchen!" ”

Compared to those smoky places in the demon world, she would rather die in this world.

The cathedral of the Cult of Eros, a solemn and romantic ceremony, is underway. Thousands of people, with a desperate thirst for love, are expressing their allegiance to the "God of Love."

They sang in unison, their voices clear and graceful, and they were supremely solemn. Every note is humble, pleading, calling.

Although the lyrics are "Eros", they are more tear-jerking than mourning songs.

Jin Xuan's heart felt something, only to feel that the feelings between the horns in the five internal organs were pulled out by this prayer song, and they were winding around in his heart, lingering, and unable to struggle.

He sighed inexplicably, "Shasha, I'm so pitiful!" ”

In Xuesha's mind, there are only two clear circuits: eating and sleeping, and she can't understand these profound sour words at all. She glanced at him and nodded sympathetically. However, she didn't know what he was pitiful about. Jin Xuan, the ghost fairy, sighed and pulled the braid behind her.

Yu Ruokong smiled at this virtuous brother gloatingly. Then he used the "selfless" realm to take his beloved wife, the little monkey, and Hu Shanshan to the center of the church square.

The Führer, dressed in a white military uniform, walked solemnly and slowly to the huge statue of "Eros" in the midst of singing, ready to lay flowers.

As the child of destiny in this world, his appearance is undoubtedly outstanding. Just like the classic men's model deliberately created for the romantic thing of "love", from the hair to the toes, every part of the body is a boutique.

Those deep and melancholy blue eyes are a pair of dream-quality gemstones, without half a flaw, so that people can see that this son is a rare stunner.

At this moment, Yan Chunlian stood shamelessly beside the sculpture, presiding over the worship ceremony as the messenger of the god of love. She had no mental barriers, her face was full of solemnity, and she received the prayers and faith of everyone, including her husband.

She looks quite mature...... When it is ripe, the fragrance fades and begins to decay. Of course, ordinary people can't see it, but anyone with a little magic power can smell her unpleasant aura exuding from the inside out.

One of the fundamental laws of creation is the law of cause and effect. All beings are controlled by this law and are reincarnated in the six realms.

Nowadays, although the reincarnation order has been maliciously interfered with by the pseudo-gods, the law of cause and effect has never failed. The light and darkness in a person's soul will be reflected in the skin in the slightest.

On Yan Chunlian's skin, splashes of ink flowed with "hypocrisy" and "viciousness". Even wearing the mask of the Virgin with a kind eyebrow cannot hide the evil that overflows the texture.

The peerless head of state was ruined by Yan Chunlian, a poisonous woman, and took away his true heart with a lovesick thread, what a sad fact.

Hu Shanshan was very sad in her heart, and said with tears in her eyes, "Shenjun, why don't we revise the plan and don't let him ......."

Yu Ruokong frowned at her, and said coldly, "No." If you have a good plan, you have to execute it well. You're out of the way, so go back to the storage ring. ”

Hu Shanshan's face turned pale from being frightened by this moody god monarch, "No, I won't go back!" ”

Yu Ruokong snorted coldly. With a slight movement of his fingers, he decisively flicked a divine power to the head of state who was offering flowers.

Suddenly, a mutation occurred.

The Führer, who had just been in good shape, fell headlong under the sculpture, convulsed and spasmed all over, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

The people's singing was interrupted and they said in horror, "Oh my God, Eros willing, what's wrong with the Führer!" ”

Yan Chunlian frowned, the power of faith was only half collected, how could such a thing happen? Bad luck!

She pushed aside the guards around her husband and probed with what she called her divine powers. The man's body was obviously not abnormal, but he was in pain, as if he had a plague.

Yan Chunlian's eyes flashed, what's the matter with this guy? Is it pretended? Otherwise, why can't she detect the cause with her divine power?

But what good is it for him to pretend to be sick before Eros?

Yan Chunlian pressed down on the habitual conspiracy theory in her heart, and said in an anxious and caring tone, "Quick, send the Führer to the hospital quickly." ”

The escort hurriedly carried the Führer and rushed to the national hospital.

Yan Chunlian's true love as the head of state did not follow the past. She knelt down to her statue and prayed, "Great Eros, bless my husband and restore him to health!" ”

The panicked people immediately sent out affectionate prayers and blessings under her leadership. The gathering of the power of faith has not been delayed in the slightest.

Hua Xilie hated it so much that his teeth itched, "This Yan Chun is pitiful, it's really not good if you don't clean it up!" Brother, do you want to go and tear off her lovesickness thread directly! ”

Yu Ruokong said in the tone of a senior expert on love, "No. Let her tie the acacia line, so that we can take the head of state down, and it hurts to slap her face! Hu Shanshan, I'll look at you down. Give me to act strictly according to the 'script'! If you don't have a good performance, I'll take you back immediately! ”

Hu Shanshan was frightened by the murderous master, "Yes, Divine Monarch." He turned into a snow-white fox and ran in the direction of the hospital.

It was getting dark. The worship on the church square finally dispersed. Yan Chunlian, who was full of faith, took the car to the hospital with satisfaction.

She had a well-placed anxiety on her face. Pursing his lips tightly, it seemed that it took a lot of effort to maintain his composure. So much so that when the Minister of Nursing saw her, he did not dare to speak loudly, for fear that if his tone was a little harder, his wife's heart would be broken.

"What's the matter with the Führer? Can you find out? Yan Chun said weakly. It was as if her husband's illness had caused her whole soul to fail.

The Minister of Nursing was silent for a few seconds, and then said solemnly, "Madam, it is currently preliminarily determined that the adult has an acute nerve infection. ”

"Nerve infection?" Yan Chunlian frowned, what kind of strange disease is this?

"The infection came more quickly. We are trying our best to control it, but if it gets worse, adults may ...... There is a risk of long-term paralysis. ”

Yan Chunlian's pupils straightened, what the hell? Long-term paralysis!