Xingjun, he is a heartthrob

Yu Haoran had a lengthy dream.

In the dream, he was Emperor Heguang, with a jade tree facing the wind, and he was romantic and suave.

He and Mochen, the last Holy Emperor, stood together and looked down to the lower world.

In the depths of the forest, the white deer ran happily and turned into a young man with white hair and red horns and picturesque eyes.

"Is he your friend?" Mochen was always dignified, but at this moment he looked like an old friend.

"It's the love of my heart." He confessed frankly.

Secretiveness is not his style.

"It's what you love, so protect him and don't let anyone know your heart for him."

"Remember what you said when you became the first seat in the Temple of the Gods? You have to fight for the common people and give up love."

"I know, it's not that you are ruthless, but that you are afraid that your feelings will hurt the one you love. After all, how many demons hate us when we kill demons."

"And these years, how many immortals admire you, you have never paid attention to him, but you are tempted by him..."

"Your love and the hatred of the gods is a poison." Looking sideways at him, Mochen's eyes were soft, "It will kill him."

"I know." Wherever Emperor Heguang looked, there was the cheerful figure of that young man, "I will remember."

He looked at the boy with a smile in his eyes: "I will take him to the heaven and guard him every step of the way."

Mochen nodded in relief, but stopped talking.

"He Guang, I have failed this time, and I am going to return to Chaos."

After a while, after looking at the scenery for a long time, Weichen said suddenly.

Emperor Heguang was startled, his eyes dimmed for a while, and he returned to calm: "I thought you could live for a long time."

The atmosphere is a little sad.

Shrugging his shoulders pretending to be relaxed, Emperor Heguang glanced sideways at Sacred Emperor Mochen, and suddenly mentioned the battle of the gods: "It's because you were injured in the battle of the gods that you didn't succeed in crossing the catastrophe, right?"

"It's my fate, it has nothing to do with you." Mochen looked into the distance, showing a rare smile: "The fight with you last time was quite enjoyable."

"If I can, I still want to fight side by side with you."

Those old times passed by the dust emperor's eyes frame by frame.

Although there were disputes and quarrels, in the end, when I was about to return to chaos, I only remembered the smiles of those people and the warmth that could not be erased.

When the world first opened, they were all transformed by the Holy Spirit, fighting side by side to protect the common people and suppress demons.

Thousands of years have passed, some people have left, and some people have brought those memories with them and walked towards the unknown doom lonely in this heaven.

Although there have been affectionate and true love, in the end they all became a fleeting thing.Only those memories accompany them step by step.

"Are you willing to be bullied by me?" Emperor Heguang raised his eyebrows, and there was a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

"It's good to be bullied." Weichen suddenly smiled again and sighed in a low voice.

"That kid Kun is very vengeful and stubborn." After that, he suddenly changed the subject, as if he was afraid that the atmosphere would become heavy if he continued: "If you want to help him, you have to take care of him."

"You can also see that he likes Fuzhu." He said the last words very lightly, as if with some sighs, "The word love hurts the most. Feelings that cannot be responded to are even more comparable to Heartbreaking pain."

Emperor Heguang and Emperor Weichen looked at each other and were silent for a while.

Yun Juan Yun Shu, stretch as far as the eye can see.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt him."

In the end, only the promise of Emperor Heguang echoed in the world.

The sky darkened instantly.

Emperor Heguang and Emperor Mochen both disappeared.

The screen turns over——

On a night when the rain was pouring, the white-haired young man in Tsing Yi curled up in a cave with a pale face, and there were bead-sized beads of sweat on his forehead.

He bit his lip tightly, suppressing his muffled hum, his body trembling slightly.

The flames in the cave were beating, and someone beside him hugged him gently: "Fuzhu, he will be healed soon."

The face was gradually blurred, and slowly became clear again.

Yu Haoran knew that it was him, himself as Emperor Heguang.

"In the future, can I go to the heaven to accompany you?" The young man held his sleeve tightly, tried his best to suppress the trembling caused by the pain, and frowned, "Actually, I think being a deer demon is not easy." very good."

Although he didn't want to give up easily because of the pain, the heart-wrenching pain had quickly destroyed his will.

Emperor Heguang understood the meaning of Fu's words, couldn't help hugging him tightly, wishing to rub him into his arms: "Why don't I want you to be a carefree deer demon?"

"But then, I can't protect you."

If possible, he really wanted to bear these pains for his husband.

However, Mochen's words echoed in his ears.

Once his heart softens, he won't be able to protect Fuzhu in time in the future. Who knows whether what awaits Fuzhu next time will be complete destruction.

Only by looking at Fuzhu all the time can he feel at ease.

What's more, it's already at this time, it's too late to look back.

"When the world first opened, demons were rampant. We, the holy spirits, were summoned by the gods to slay demons and protect the common people."

"In the end, we were enshrined as gods, and those monsters were suppressed." The flame jumped following the words of Emperor Heguang, as if he was also listening to Emperor Heguang.The boy closed his eyes tightly and buried his face in the arms of Emperor Heguang.

"For thousands of years, we have not dared to relax in the slightest. Whenever there is an opportunity, those monsters will come back." Looking at the young man in his arms, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the side of Emperor Guangdi was vaguely surrounded by black breath: "Once they find out how important you are to me, they will use you to vent their hatred."

Those breaths infiltrated Heguangdijun's heaven, and Heguangdijun clenched his teeth in pain for an instant.

"That year, at the six realms of reincarnation, those demons dragged you to the demon realm. It was because they sensed my breath from you." However, in order to relieve Fuzhu's pain, he kept on saying: "They won't miss the slightest chance to hurt me, they will use you as bait."

"I can't bear anyone bullying you. Even if I hurt a finger of yours, I will feel bad." The sound of wind and rain outside whizzed past, and Emperor Heguang trembled slightly with the boy: "Even if I can lead the gods to conquer the demon hell, Doing that will only make me lose you faster."

"I don't want to lose you." He pressed his chin against the boy's head, letting him feel his own warmth as much as possible.

"Not for a moment."

That was his determination to protect the boy.

Reshaping muscles and bones sounds simple, but very few monsters can succeed.It's because among them, there is one pass that is the most difficult - there must be a god or monster who is willing to absorb the evil spirit for you, and there must be a god who is willing to pass the fairy energy for you.

Once the demon energy transfers to the demon energy absorber, he will also suffer the same pain as the demon who reshape his muscles and bones.

When the evil energy completely enters the body of the person who absorbs the evil energy, the gods will also be in danger of becoming demons.Therefore, in these thousands of years, few monsters could successfully ascend.

However, Fu Zhu succeeded.

In the dream, a thunderbolt struck and flew towards Fuzhu.

"Fu Zhu!" Yu Haoran woke up from the dream and opened his eyes suddenly.

The white-haired and white-clothed Fang Hanlin was sleeping next to him, holding his arm, as if having some bad dream, curled up next to him and kept whispering: "Don't...don't go."

Yu Haoran closed his eyes again, and had a new understanding of himself: the rabbit is not just a silly rabbit, but the reincarnation of Emperor Heguang.

The first seat of the Temple of the Gods, the skill is Thunder.

Oh my god, I became such a powerful person through time travel, I actually thought I was a piece of cake.

Maybe it was too tired, after examining himself, Yu Haoran fell asleep again.

After the darkness of last night, the sky began to light up.

Another sunny day.

Waking up early in the morning, Yu Haoran was still looking at Sheng Lan Xingjun's eyebrows, Sheng Lan Xingjun suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing Yu Haoran, he turned over and got up - Xu was so sleepy last night that he crawled onto the bed unknowingly, and slept with this strange guy all night.

He wanted to get up and leave, but Yu Haoran held his wrist: "What are you going to do? Let's sleep for a while."

Seeing how powerful this person was last night, at this moment his coquetry is like a tiger meowing, making Sheng Lan Xingjun uncomfortable.

Yu Haoran watched Shenglan Xingjun's changing expression playfully, got up and hugged his waist: "Fuzhu..."

However, Yu Haoran didn't have time to hug her.Shenglan Xingjun had already jumped onto the bed with a "bass", and stepped out with his legs.

However, as soon as he took a step, Yu Haoran who was behind him hugged Shenglan Xingjun quickly: "If you run away, I will call someone and say that their millionaire Mr. Fang raped me while I was unconscious."

Shenglan Xingjun was startled, and slowly turned around: "Yu Haoran, are you really a fairy?"

"Yes." This scene was very familiar, Yu Haoran still looked at Shenglan Xingjun with deep eyes, with a smile on his mouth: "He is a very powerful fairy."

"Can you fly?"

Shenglan Xingjun asked him like he did thousands of years ago, but now he is a mortal, with a trace of doubt in his eyes and a little panic.

Yu Haoran got up and put his hands on Shenglan Xingjun's neck: "As long as you want, I can take you to the sky to see the beauty of this world."

After finishing speaking, he bent down and kissed Sheng Lan Xingjun's forehead.

"Oh." Sheng Lan Xingjun nodded in a daze, only to realize that he was being treated lightly, his face turned red and turned pale: "No... no need."

Yu Haoran looked at the shy and bewildered Sheng Lan Xingjun, cupped Sheng Lan Xingjun's face, and wanted to talk again.

Shenglan Xingjun ran away in a hurry, but as soon as he left, Yu Haoran immediately jumped up and wrapped his legs around his waist: "Where are you running?"

Worried that Yu Haoran would fall, Sheng Lan Xingjun had no choice but to let him hold him, and even reached out to support him, persuading him patiently: "You come down first, and if you have something to say, you can discuss it if you want a tribute or anything."

"I want you." Yu Haoran put on a serious face, and arched into Xingjun's arms, as if he was about to fall.

Sheng Lan Xingjun hurriedly stretched out his arms to embrace him, Yu Haoran let go of his legs, and fell into the arms of Sheng Lan Xingjun, cross-legged hugging became a princess hug.

Yu Haoran still didn't forget to hook Shenglan Xingjun's neck: "Fuzhu, you forgot about me?"

After finishing her melancholy, she wanted to touch Shenglan Xingjun's face again.

In fact, Yu Haoran is not used to this series of operations.But Heguangdijun's memory merged with his, making his heart and eyes full of Shenglan Xingjun.

Every time he wanted to take back the hand of the frivolous Shenglan Xingjun, it ended up being indecent.

"Yu Haoran!" Sheng Lan Xingjun couldn't bear it anymore and shouted.

A silent night passed, and early in the morning, when Fang Yuan and the others walked lightly through Sheng Lan Xingjun's room, they heard Sheng Lan Xingjun's screams coming from the room.

Fang Yuan took three steps and took two steps, breaking the door and entering.

The scene in front of him made him turn around immediately, covered his eyes, and smiled with his aunt involuntarily on his face: "See no evil, see no evil."

Yu Haoran's eyes were half-closed, his hands were wrapped around Sheng Lan Xingjun's neck, and hung on Sheng Lan Xingjun's body.

A sickly look.

Shenglan Xingjun hugged Yu Haoran with the princess in both hands, and wanted to stagger his head rubbing back and forth at a loss.

"Fang Yuan, help me quickly, I can't hold this guy anymore." Seeing that Fang Yuan didn't help, he even turned around, holding his breath helplessly.

Thinking of that scene just now, his intestines turned green with regret, hating himself for not having whirlwind legs.

Ever since Shenglan Xingjun was almost killed by a fox girl, Yu Haoran followed Shenglan Xingjun every step of the way.

So, everyone in the courtyard said that Yu Haoran liked Mr. Fang so much that he was frightened.

Yu Haoran was noncommittal.

After all, he was really terrified.

Even if he is not the reincarnation of Emperor Heguang, he doesn't want to lose Lord Xing.What's more, it is true that I like Shenglan Xingjun.