Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Confusion of the Poppy
In the Western Heavenly Realm, in the gorgeous palace, the huge red bed curtain, the nude portrait of a bewitching woman on the wall, and the smile on the corner of the mouth seemed to be pimple.
A low woman's moans came from the bed, mixed with the beastly roar of a man, the two naked bodies on the bed were entangled, and the smell of lustful luxury wafted through the room, and the red sheets were still the shocking scarlet.
Suddenly, two exuberant cries rang out at the same time, and the writhing two human bodies stopped, and the whole room was now calm, as if the fragrant scene just now was just an illusion.
"Maggie." A muffled male voice came from the bed.
Mei Ji, who was standing outside the door, shook her body, answered, she straightened her somewhat messy hair, and pinched her face hard, then pushed the door in, took small steps, walked to the bed, and said softly: "Lord God." β
The smell of extravagance in the air made her a little adapted, and after waiting for a long time but not hearing a sound, she raised her eyebrows slightly, but saw a pair of cold eyes, as if she was stunned, the most beautiful god of war in the Western Heavenly Realm, the most ruthless but beautiful man, tonight, it seems to be a little different.
"I'm tired." A faint emotion came into her ears.
She lowered her eyebrows in response, and waved her hand lightly, the woman who was stripped of her life on the bed disappeared in an instant, in the past, she always did all this, and she didn't dare to leave a moment, even if the person's eyebrows and eyes were deeply seared into her heart, his unparalleled combat power maintained the balance of the Western Heaven Realm, and the evil and deep eyes were ruthless and unintentional, but they always showed a bit of softness when they were so inadvertently stunned.
Just that softness touched her heart, but she saw too many women, and after the pleasure, all she could get was death. She didn't dare, didn't dare to bully a point.
But tonight, she glanced back, and her beautiful face was sleeping there, her eyes were closed, and her brows were furrowed, as if she was a little sad, and he was really different tonight.
It's because of the fairy in the Eastern Heaven Realm that he is like this, the woman with clear purple eyes, with a bit of flattery, and a nine-point fairy aura appeared in front of Mei Ji's eyes.
"Tick, tick, tick......"
It seems to be the sound of water dripping on the ground.
Mei Ji smiled sweetly, but unfortunately, that woman was not her, she had been guarding for so long, looking forward to it for so long, it turned out that she would just disappear into his cold eyes like those women.
This poppy-like man, if he can't quit and doesn't want to quit, tonight, let her be a moth to the fire, although he dies without hatred.
A gentle wind flew out of her sleeve, and the crimson gauze fluttered in it, like the red devil of hell, with mad power.
With a soft waist and slender feet, Maggie flew up and fell gently into the arms of the man on the bed, which would always smell and come to her nose when she dreamed back at midnight.
Drunk, drunk, is this a dream or real.
She curled up on his chest like a well-behaved kitten, listening to the powerful heartbeat, and was willing.
In a trance, a hand gently wrapped around her waist, and the cold fingertips slid across her face, and an intoxicating voice came from her ear: "You regret it." β
"How not to regret it." She smiled and groaned, and her small lips bit his ear: "But I have planted your poison, and I can't solve it, so it's better to indulge it like this." β
In front of him was the man's surprised eyes, although it returned to normal in an instant, she was still happy, and there was really a trace of her place in his heart, but it was just ...... She didn't want to wait, leaned down, gently stroked his jade-like skin, feeling every inch and every bit, even the dust of the land.
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A red moon outside the hall is like blood.
On the second day, there was no longer such a person as Mei Ji in the Western Heavenly Realm.
The scorching golden sun, all kinds of light.
The dark god is like a god standing on the edge of the boundless, his eyes seem to pass through the vast void, I don't know where to fall, the useless soil of the Western Heavenly Realm is constantly increasing, the cultivation place is becoming less and less, the competition between the gods is becoming more and more fierce, the immortal spring is about to dry up, if there is no immortal power to replenish, this Western Heavenly Realm will one day become a ruin.
He turned to the east, where there was a vast world, where the ancient immortals were found, where the secrets and countless treasures of thousands of years ago were buried, and now there was still her, and when he saw her for the first time, he knew that she was the woman he was looking for, and she would only belong to him.
The bewitching posture, the watery eyes, the red lips, and the hot personality are all what he loves.
This......
Is it a poppy? The legendary drugs in the human world cannot remove the permanent cancer if they are touched.
Just as Magim says she is her poppy, then she is her own poppy.
The golden sun in heaven is shining brighter and brighter.
"Boom ......"
The sound of chariot wheels came from the south, and after a short time it drove to the dark god, stopped, and three people walked down and said to the dark god very respectfully, "Lord God, everything is ready. β
It's finally about to start, and after so long of planning, everything will come to an end. On the edge of the boundless, where is the shore, the dark god nodded heavily and stood with his hands in his hands.
One of them took a step forward and said, "Lord God, is the activation time the same?" β
"Yes, then I will call the shots." Repelling the three powerful subordinates, the dark god stared in the direction of the Eastern Heavenly Realm, and the angry eyes of the moon demon snow seemed to appear in front of him, and the purple eyes were like sharp knives - but he would not fail her.
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When the Western Heavenly Realm was gearing up and shrouded in anger, the Eastern Heavenly Realm on the other side was a different look, not that it was not critical, it was not that it was not nervous, it was just ......
"Oh, Brother Lingbao, look at my hair, come and come...... Help Cher comb. A mischievous figure ran over from the bamboo forest and threw himself in front of Lingbao, a pair of eyes blinking, like stars in the sky. Lingbao stopped wiping the armor that had not been used for thousands of years, and pinched her nose: "Play elsewhere, Brother Lingbao's guys have been useless for a long time, and they still need to communicate well." β
"Brother Lingbao......" Xue'er pouted, shaking his arm, that looked like a child who wanted candy, Lingbao shook his head speechlessly, smiled dotingly, put away the armor in his hand, and said, "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you." β
The green light flashed, and the crystal moist jade comb appeared in Lingbao's hand.
The wind gently passed through Xue'er's hair, Lingbao stroked her soft hair, and a faint sweet fragrance came into her nose, and her heart was soft, and her hands were a little lighter.
"Brother Lingbao, you will definitely win, don't worry." Xue'er's faint words came, and they kept into his heart, it turned out that she didn't care, but when she saw the three of them so worried, she made such a naughty appearance and enlivened the atmosphere. It's really a delicate girl. Lingbao replied in a low voice and affirmatively: "Yes, the three of us brothers will definitely not lose if we break the gold with all our strength, and we will not let Xue'er suffer any damage." β
When his words fell, Xue'er turned around, and Lingbao's jade comb was almost blown out of his hand by this sudden force, and he exclaimed: "Xue'er? β
The people in front of him were hazy with tears, but they never shed a single tear, but they were so happy that their hearts throbbed. Cher, what the hell is wrong? Lingbao reached out and gently brushed her eyes.
The handcurtain was grabbed very tightly, and her soft voice sounded in her ears: "It's good to meet my brother, it's really good, it's really good, it's not in vain that I have cultivated for ten thousand years and become an immortal, if it is...... I say...... If it's ......" Xue'er's eyes were nervous: "If you lose, don't fight, okay to save your life?" β
His heart was filled with bitterness, and there seemed to be a hint of sweetness in it, maybe he had been looking forward to it for a long, long time.
The ominous feeling became deeper and deeper, he didn't say anything, but grabbed Xue'er's hand with a gentle smile, and said, "No, Xue'er, you go and rest, I still have to prepare." β
He didn't dare to look at Xue'er's eyes, the brilliance in them burned her eyes, Yuqing, Boyang's mind, how could he not know, the hesitation, reluctance, discomfort, and uneasiness in his heart were mixed together, and his panicked heart didn't know how to beat.
Beautiful fairy of flowers, even if you step on my corpse, no one will allow anyone to hurt you in the slightest.
The grass beneath his feet felt a little withered, and before his eyes appeared the poppies he had seen in the human world, so beautiful and dazzling that one could not stop at the touch of her, just as when he met her, the little man dancing in the holy springβit was worth losing everything.
The eternal wind has been drifting in the void, never dissipating, never growing a minute, just like a rootless duckweed constantly floating, the Eastern Heavenly Realm, the Western Heavenly Realm, the Human Realm, the Demon Realm, the Shura Realm...... In the Six Realms, countless living beings live in it, interpreting their lives, joys and sorrows, life and death, wealth and poverty, just like one dance drama after another, when a joy reaches its peak, it is ushered in another sad script.
Xue'er, who left Lingbao, went to look for Yuqing again but found that he was not in the black void in the palace at all, where Xue'er was always afraid, always wanting to erase the darkness, connecting the wounds in Yuqing's heart, and didn't even want him to be holding the sword.
He was a very beautiful man with a smile.
As the appointed time drew closer, the uneasiness in my heart increased. Xue'er wanted to see his smile before the battle, and she looked for many places, Xianyuan, Zhuhai...... There was no figure of him, until it was getting late, she went to Tushi Palace, but the courtyard was empty, not only Boyang was no more, but even Qin Se and Qingniu could not find a figure.
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It seems that the side before the war is gone.
In the dark night, he dragged up Xue'er's long shadow, projected it on the ground, and walked back to the green grass and red flowers that belonged to him.
Sleepless for a long time...... Who's poppy and who's colony......