The correct way to use the white moonlight

Originally, Creel thought that the sacrifices should be cattle and sheep, but the people walking out from both sides surprised him a little, they turned out to be strong young men and women.Oh my god, it's not all for the god king to enjoy... that kind of thing, even if His Majesty the god king is powerful, he can't pamper so many people.However, these people have winks, and they pick not only women but also men. It seems that they are very clear about His Majesty's preferences.

Seeing that Creel had been looking at the sacrifices, Wright said generously, "If you like something, just pick it up."

When the Laimeiyi people heard what the King of God said, they were extremely curious about the person next to him. They had never heard of any pet that His Majesty the King of God brought to share the sacrifice of the gods. Who is this god? Such a charm.

Krill shook his head, he was still comfortable living alone, besides, he was not a vegetarian like the King of God.Wright raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that Creel didn't even like this, he really is a hard-to-please god.However, Wright's expression darkened when he suddenly remembered how fondly he loved the daffodils Haydn sent.He was so angry that the sky that had cleared just now turned dark instantly, and the sun was instantly covered by dark clouds. The subjects below could only tremble, begging His Majesty the God King not to get angry.

Krill didn't even frown, and he didn't intend to comfort the God King at all, losing his temper can't be used to it.The God King was sulking for a while, but found that Creel's face was colder than his, and he didn't even intend to soften his eyes, so he had to put away the little arrogance in his heart, what's the use of losing his temper and no one can coax him .

As the sun comes out again, the ceremony really begins.Contrary to Creel's expectation, at this moment, more than a dozen big men with bare arms came out, each holding a sharp big knife in their hands, and stood behind the sacrificial men and women.Some people have a kind of numbness on their faces, as if they have seen through life and death.And some timid ones couldn't help crying.The other people were either indifferent or excited, and didn't regard these people as human beings at all. Instead, they felt that these slaves could be sacrificed to the gods, which was a blessing from several lifetimes of cultivation.

It was only then that Creel realized that these men and women were probably not given to the god king to enjoy, but sacrificed with their blood.Is this really a Tenjin Festival and not some cult organization?Creel remembered that his temple in the world was also normal. Most of the time, slaughtered cattle and sheep and fresh fruits were used as sacrifices. He really thought he had never seen a living sacrifice.

"Your Majesty the God King..." Creel opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. Could it be that he couldn't bear to see these innocent lives die, so he hoped that His Majesty the God King would not accept the sacrifice?It is estimated that the king of God has not said anything, and the people of Lai Meiyi are about to go crazy.

"What?" Layton turned his eyes back to look at Krill. Although the other party was still expressionless, he could feel the fluctuations in his heart.He was very curious about what Krill wanted to say when he suddenly spoke, and looked at him with a kind face, as if he would agree to whatever request he asked.Unexpectedly, Krill hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, and said nothing more.

Creel didn't ask for anything. Since he has come to this era, he must have such an awareness. He has no qualifications to break these traditions.At most, he can only do that he does not accept such a sacrifice, but he cannot ask others to do the same.

Wright observed him for a long time, but couldn't see any emotion from Creel's cold face, so he could only let the ceremony continue first.As the slaves were bled one by one, the sacrificial pool was filled with fresh young blood, which turned into blood mist and rose into the air, and was absorbed by the golden light of the god king near the carriage.

"God bless Lai Meiyi!" With the words of God King Leiden, a piece of golden mist sprinkled down.Those people knelt on the ground with excited faces, kowtowed and saluted non-stop, feeling extremely satisfied with the divine king's favor.

However, in fact, this Heavenly God Festival didn't make Wright as happy as before, because he found that Creel's face was colder than when they went out, and he didn't mean to be favored at all.This made Wright feel bad. He didn't mean to blame Creel, but he was just thinking about why he was different from other gods. He didn't seem to like this kind of sacrifice.

"Kriel, I thought you would be very happy." Wright looked at him with blue eyes, and there was a rare distress on his face. He really couldn't believe that he was worse than Haydn who didn't know how to behave.

"It's a great honor to be able to participate in the Tenjin Festival with His Majesty." Creel said respectfully, but I don't know how much sincerity there is in the words.

Wright is not a fool, how could he fail to see Krill's insincere words?He stepped forward and looked down at the cold beauty in front of him, "If you don't like it, I'll take you to another place to play next time."

Creel was very puzzled, why His Majesty the God King wanted to please him in such a low-key manner, they have not had any intersection since then, have they? "His Majesty……"

God King Wright suddenly smiled, the smile was even more dazzling than the sun in the sky, "Kriel needn't be surprised, because I like you, it's normal to please the beauty you like."

Hearing his words, Creel not only didn't feel happy, but even pulled his face down.Even if he wanted to give the God King more face, he couldn't control his expression at this moment. He replied forcefully, then turned and left.

Seeing the figure of Creel rushing away angrily, Wright was still a little puzzled, what did he do wrong, and why Creel was so indifferent all day long.

The God King shook the wine glass in his hand, frowned, and kept complaining to Haydn, "Oh my god, my god, Kriel is simply the most unflattering god I've ever seen. No matter what I say or do, it's all wrong. Yes, alas..."

Haydn on the other side of the mirror had no sympathy for this, he knew that Wright would definitely run into a wall with Kriel, "Don't treat Kriel the way you used to, otherwise, I think he will only get worse and worse. Hate you."

"Please, don't come and teach me, you virgin of ten thousand years. I'm the one who has lived among thousands of flowers and never touched my body. If you want to fall in love, I should teach you." Wright yelled impatiently, He was already in a bad mood, and it was even worse when Haydn said that.

Haydn didn't care, he would rather Wright go all the way to the dark. Although he is a double body, the other party still feels uncomfortable.

When Wright saw his indifferent appearance, he became angry, and he couldn't believe it. Compared with his suave and suave self, Creel could prefer the wooden man-like Haydn.Just wait and see, Krill will definitely favor him in the end.

Haydn looked at the darkened mirror, his eyes were filled with peace.How naive Wright is to think he's just sitting and watching him try to curry favor with Creel.Obviously he discovered Creel first, why did Wright compete with him for his attention, and what qualifications did he have to think that he would give it up.

Whether it is the romantic God King Wright, or the strict Pluto Haydn, they are all the same. What is hidden under the name of love is jealousy, greed and hopelessness.Haydn spread out his palms, a white light bloomed from the center, and a slim daffodil bloomed quietly.He slowly gathered his five fingers, and the daffodil was crushed by him, and the scattered petals floated in the air, exuding a faint light, and disappeared in an instant.

A beautiful flower can bloom delicately only when it is born in the palm of your hand, because you protect it from the wind and rain and provide nourishment for it.The proud flower can only be destroyed by its own control. If it dares to escape, it can only tear its petals and let it wither in the wind.Haydn's pupils turned dark green, like a bottomless river of Styx, full of unknowns and fears.