Please fall in love with a dangerous god

For another ten days in a row, Yu Zhehong never saw Maotoubo again.

The gods may have become angry from embarrassment, and the white owls they sent to watch afterward were all ordinary-looking.He himself never appeared once.

After ten days, Yu Zhehong was either studying or sleeping.

The white owls gave him magic power potions regularly, and Yu Zhehong felt in a trance that he had become a fairy drinking dew, and he was about to soar from boredom.

He concluded that Bo Yin's character was suppressed like this. For a big Chinnes, he has been alone for 100 years. He doesn't eat, drink or entertain. Can he not be abnormal?Is this how people live?

However, Bo Yin refused to let him go out, and he had no choice but to study hard.

——Unfortunately, Yu Zhehong underestimated the death buff on her body.

At this moment, Yu Zhehong sighed towards the corridor: Where he is, it is strange that there are no accidents.

Here's the thing.

He has learned a new space formation, but there may be a small problem when drawing symbols, and he doesn't know where he was teleported even with his wheelchair.

The landing is a long corridor, with stained glass and gemstones on the walls, the light is soft, and it looks very safe.But after walking, I realized that this is a huge maze.

Every corner corridor can be changed, and the direction will be changed quietly. Yu Zhehong's spatial memory is completely useless here.

And, it's a place that's not on the map.

There is a floor plan of Chinnes in the library, and Yu Zhehong has memorized them all, but none of them match the corridor maze.Here is a hidden space.

The only good thing is that Boyin must be within 1000 meters of the surrounding area.

He has been wandering here for an hour, and he doesn't know when he will find Boyin.

Sudden--

"Qiang..."

From one corridor came the sound of music, similar to the clang of metal machinery.

Yu Zhehong turned her head, hesitated for a moment, and steered the wheelchair to pass.

The further you go, the clearer the music sounds, ethereal and distant.

At the end of the corridor is a pure white door.

Yu Zhehong: ...Why did I think of the door that cannot be opened in the blue beard's house in the fairy tale!

The kind that will be killed by Blue Beard when you open it!

Before he could figure out what to do, the door sensed his presence and opened automatically.

Yu Zhehong: "..."

This is not his initiative to kill.

"call--"

The opening of the door brought a whistling sound, like the wind blowing from the abyss.

At that moment, Yu Zhehong's line of sight seemed to be captured, unable to move away.

Behind the door is a piece of pure darkness, like an endless cosmic space.The darkness spreads to infinity, up, down, left and right, all are black nothingness.

And in the midst of this darkness, there is a cluster of light.

That's Bo Yin.

He also seemed small in such a vast darkness.

The god was quietly suspended in the darkness, with a golden formation under his feet, like the only star in the universe.The formation is slowly rotating like Xingxuan, exuding beautiful spots of light, colliding with gorgeous music, brilliant and brilliant.

And around the god, five formations of different colors are suspended.

Although Yu Zhehong didn't understand it, she could feel the powerful and dangerous aura of this entire formation combination.Just like a fierce beast dormant in the abyss, it will open its eyes at an unknown time, bringing a bloody disaster.

And... More mysteriously, he seems to have sensed the "emotion" of this formation.

Desperate, sad, and negative black emotions pressed against him like mountains and seas, like the sound of depressed whales.

What kind of formation is this?

Bo Yin looked sideways slightly, and Yu Zhehong noticed that his eye under the monocle was golden at this time.

Yu Zhehong suddenly woke up.

Grass.

Judging by the atmosphere, he seems to have bumped into the scene of the conspiracy behind the villain!

With a "bang", the door in front of him closed, and Bo Yin appeared in front of him in an instant.

Yu Zhehong...Yu Zhehong silently crossed her mouth.

If you say the classic line "I didn't see anything", you will die even worse.

And the undispelled aura on Bo Yin's body also made him feel as if his entire body was frozen, and he couldn't even resist.

Bo Yin took a step forward.Yu Zhehong: "...Mr. Bo, you'll be more agile later...?"

no respond.

His wheelchair was only a few meters away from the door, and Bo Yin walked up to him in a few steps.

In close contact, Yu Zhehong smelled the faint fragrance of Boyin's body.As if just walked back from the cold night, the fragrance is still tainted with a cold breath.

It was like some kind of flower fragrance that he had never smelled before. Although he had never seen it before, Yu Zhehong could imagine that that kind of flower must bloom in the abyss and grow on the iceberg.

His eyes were one gold and one blue, like a Persian cat.

Yu Zhehong took a deep breath, but Boyin didn't pinch his neck, but hooked his fingers, and picked up something from the ground.

--a book.

Yu Zhehong was startled, it turned out that his notebook fell to the ground at some point.

Boyin said: "Do you have a question for me?"

Yu Zhehong: "..."

No, actually I was going the wrong way.

His heart was beating hard, but he still took up the topic naturally: "Yes. I want to ask, do you have a tool to measure the attributes of spiritual power?"

This is not a lie, he just wanted to find an opportunity to ask Bo Yin.

Now that he has learned all the basic small spells, he should advance to the branch, but he still doesn't know his own attributes.

Boyin said indifferently: "No tools are needed."

After finishing speaking, there was no indication, and the pages of the notebook in his hand automatically started to turn.

He seemed to be interested in the notebook.

Yu Zhehong's handwriting is flamboyant and domineering, he refuses to stay in the lines, and his strokes fly out.But it's not ugly, according to Bo Yin's evaluation, the handwriting is still very beautiful.

He remembered it very casually, thinking of it one by one, not in order.

In addition to the understanding of the book I read, there are many graffiti and small print on it.

Yu Zhehong's graffiti is not like ordinary people, who are huddled in the corner of the page, but entrenched anywhere on the page generously, like an illustration.

[I—want—eat—chicken drumsticks! 】

A fried chicken leg is drawn next to it.

[Gou Boyin, is the magic potion something people eat!I really want to eat...]

[I want to play with my phone.I want to go online to see who the Berry comic was awarded to. 】

[Want to go online! ! 】

A little man is holding a watermelon under a quilt and playing with his mobile phone in an air-conditioned room.

[...I want a hand-painted board!I've never been this long without a drawing board! [Groundhog screams.jpg]]

Yu Zhehong looked at the position where Boyin's eyes fell, and remembered what he had written: "..."

Little life is at stake.

But inexplicably, the cold aura on Bo Yin's body disappeared, and the golden left eye also returned to the normal water blue color.

The notebook flew back to Yu Zhehong's lap, and Bo Yin said, "You humans have a saying, which is called painting cakes to satisfy hunger."

Yu Zhehong: "...?"

Yu Zhehong: "You are mocking me."

That look is exactly the same as "Why do you have to dress yourself"!

Bo Yin glanced at him and turned to leave, unexpectedly acquiescing.Yu Zhehong's wheelchair followed him uncontrollably.

The corridors began to change like scattered playing cards, and the dome kept spinning like a kaleidoscope.

The spiritual power runes contained in it are too profound, and at Yu Zhehong's current level, he can't even look at it a few times, otherwise there will be a danger of losing his mind and soul.

Yu Zhehong thought about it, but still didn't ask Boyin what the formation behind that door was.

He said, "Teacher Bo, where are we going?"

"Send you out." Boyin said, "Aren't you lost?"

...So you know I'm going the wrong way.

Wait, so you know what I was talking nonsense just now?

Yu Zhehong discovered that most of the time, Bo Yin is not as cruel and cold as the outside world described him, and he even has a good temper.

It may be like a person facing a cat that broke into his house, and after finding that he can't get rid of it, he can raise it.

As Bo Yin's voice fell, the corridor suddenly opened like petals, revealing the library.

Yu Zhehong looked at him, and his thoughts went astray for some reason: the library is in Boyin's sleeve, how did Boyin get in?

As if seeing what he was thinking, Boyin said, "This is a distraction. You can go out after you learn it."

He jumped up the topic quickly, looked at Yu Zhehong and said: "You are from the wood department."

A row of new bookshelves appeared, all of which were light green wood auras.

After leaving these words, he turned around and re-entered the corridor, closing the formation like a flower bud.

Yu Zhehong realized...he was answering the previous question.

——I don’t need tools to test spiritual power, I can tell you everything directly.

And, the new bibliography is ready long before you ask.

This feeling of being carried away by a full-level tuba...

Really, kinda cool.

three days later.

When Yu Zhehong finally came out, he was still a little uncomfortable.After being locked up for more than ten days, this was the first time I saw the outside world.

In front of me is a meadow, and in the distance is a cliff.

It was early morning, and the sky was full of brilliant sunrise.On the cliff stood a god in white.

He was surrounded by a group of huge flying birds, half machine, half wings, the bird claws alone were as tall as a person, all hovering.

The leading one fell on the cliff.The rest are also perched on the clouds, looking around a large area, with Boyin as the center.

The bird leader crawled down, folded his wings and fell at Boyin's feet.

Yu Zhehong guessed that Boyin might have something to do, so he hid behind the bushes with a wheelchair and observed secretly.

Boyin lowered his head, as if he had said something.

The wind blown up by the giant birds on the periphery is still raging, but in the center, the long silver-white hair that is moaning in platinum is only slightly raised.The edge of his holy robe is like a petal, turning out soft snow waves.

Even the wind will die for him.

For the first time, Yu Zhehong intuitively felt what kind of existence Boyin is—needless to say, everything bows down for him.

The leader of the giant bird made a sound, like some kind of language.Boyin didn't respond, and the giant bird panicked instantly, trying to explain something.

But Boyin didn't want to hear its explanation.

The eye under his monocle suddenly turned golden, like a burning flame, and he turned away without even looking at the giant bird.

There was a huge whistling in the air, as if the wind had been twisted into an invisible rope, entangled the giant bird.

"Master Boyin! I—"

Only then did the giant bird realize that his explanation was useless, and it panicked and wanted to struggle and fly away.But the ropes of the wind were getting tighter and tighter, smashing its huge body like twisting a rag, and the broken feathers and machinery melted into spots of light in the air.

After it shattered, a small white sphere protruded from the center of its body, which was the spiritual core of the wind element.

The sphere flew into Bo Yin's palm, and Bo Yin just happened to walk in front of the second largest bird among the group of white birds.

Now it's the new boss.

The whole flock of birds was as quiet as death, and Yu Zhehong saw their feathers trembling.But none dared to make a sound to provoke the indifferent gods.

The new leader of the flock was silent for a moment, then stepped forward and knelt at Boyin's feet.

It grabbed the spiritual core that belonged to the former leader and swallowed it.

The fusion process obviously made it very painful, but Boyin seemed to have given some order, it staggered forward with the trembling, and slowly...

Go in front of the bushes where Yu Zhehong is hiding?

Yu Zhehong: It must not be looking for me.

The bird family fell in front of the bushes, bowed their heads and said, "Master."

Yu Zhehong: "?"