[Day and Black] True dragons are not afraid of flames

——How can you regard everything I pursue as so easy and so worthless?

Yan Sheng originally wanted to ask this question, but he didn't say anything until Yuanyi knelt down to him and left the tower.Even though Ji Guoyuan, who ascended the Iron Throne, has the strength and wisdom bestowed by God, he is no different from the seven-year-old child who leaned against him while smiling and telling his dreams.

Fame, martial arts, achievements, status.From Yuan Yi's point of view, these are not even child's play.He should have understood this from the moment Yuanyi trotted to his side holding the precious sun wheel.

"Elder brother likes my sword." Yuan Yi happily held the sword, "I like elder brother's too, shall we exchange it?"

"That is the sword bestowed upon you by your father and the Duke of Harrenhal, representing the glory of the number one warrior in the Seven Kingdoms." He suppressed the desire to gag, "It cannot be exchanged."

Yuan Yi still stared at the purple sword on his waist, representing the No.2 symbol of shame in the tournament.

"But in my heart, my elder brother is the number one warrior in the world." Yuan Yi still pushed the "Sun Wheel" into his arms, with an innocent expression, and the ponytail swayed, like the soft and gentle dog he once gave to his younger brother Lively puppy.

His chest was in severe pain as if bitten by a poisonous snake, and he convulsed, black venom flowing into his limbs and bones.At that moment, Yan Sheng hoped that Yuanyi would fall down the tower like the dog, die unexpectedly, and fall to pieces.

However, he concealed his malice, and only taught Yuanyi that the sword is the glory of a warrior, and should not be easily surrendered, let alone insulted.Yuan Yi seemed to understand, but looked at him adoringly.But he still regretted that he couldn't get the purple sword on his waist, and he kept staring at it until he left.No matter how famous the sword is, what kind of honor it represents, to Yuan Yi, they are just toys of different colors.

Nothing has changed today either.Favored by the gods, the dazzling sun, the one with clear vision, the blood of the real dragon, the one who does not burn.He even told him just now that he was willing to give up all of this, as long as he could stay with his naturally crazy brother and give birth to a few children that an ignorant village woman could easily give birth to.

Yan Sheng fell on the ground and retched.

"Queen, are you okay?" Purgatory's voice came from outside the door.

Having said that, don't call me that, Yan Sheng wanted to scold him.But the lower abdomen began to feel uncomfortable, cramping and a little hot.

"...If you are fine, His Majesty asked me to take you out of the tower." Purgatory said.

"At this time, what is he taking me out of the tower for?"

Purgatory opened the door of his prison, "Your Majesty asked me to escort you to a place. Although it is a bit offensive, please wear this."

With the sound of opening the shackles on his feet, Yan Sheng's vision fell into darkness.

Purgatory led him around quite a bit, Yan Sheng was dizzy in the dark, and only remembered that he walked down the steps for a long way, was pressed on a stone slab, his wrists were roughly put into shackles, and he was hanged. In the air, ropes were also applied to the thigh and calf, which were folded and tied together strangely, making him unable to stand, and had to maintain a posture of kneeling on the ground.

"This is the place where ceremonies have been held in successive dynasties of the country." Yuanyi's voice came from the darkness.

The blindfolded black cloth was torn off.Yan Sheng found himself kneeling on an altar, which obviously did not belong to any of the seven gods of the church.Undecipherable spells, written in Old Valyrian, snaked their way to the center of the altar.The surroundings were dim, and the ancient stone walls could be vaguely seen under the flickering of the candles. A few witches in red robes were holding unfamiliar utensils and props, standing aside respectfully, as if waiting for something.The air was filled with a nameless aroma that could not be smelled, which made his lower abdomen feel hotter and more painful.

"Brother, I'm sorry." Yuan Yi held his sword and stood two steps behind him, "If you don't become my wife as soon as possible, the families who were victims of the imperial meeting and banquet hall will take advantage of this time to attack you , so we have to hurry."

I don't see where you feel sorry.

"They want my life, let them come." Yan Sheng said, "I don't need you to put on this look of thinking about me."

"Brother." Yuan Yi shook his head, "Haven't you understood yet? I didn't ask for your opinion."

"you……"

"After I left yesterday, after thinking for a long time, I finally understood one important thing." Yuanyi walked to him and knelt down, "If you let your brother decide your own destiny...you will only make a wrong choice , driving myself to a dead end."

"So, I will choose for you."

"You choose for me?" Yan Sheng laughed angrily, "Despite the objections of the vassals, you spared my life. You are the one who made the wrong choice. But you said..."

"Brother, have you ever thought about what would happen if you hadn't blown up the banquet hall?" Yuan Yi asked.

Yan Sheng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect his younger brother to ask such a stupid question.

"He will announce the news of changing you as heir in the banquet hall." He looked directly into his younger brother's eyes, "What is the difference between my situation...and now?"

"Answer me, Yuanyi. Even if you don't want to persecute me, what will a father who pursues pure blood all his life do?"

"Whether you or your younger brother should be no different from ordinary men," neither can have children. " Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi tapped the table with his index finger, observing Yan Sheng's expression, "It seems that you understand this too. "

"About a month before you get married, a ceremony needs to be held..." the pyromancer said happily, "to gradually transform one of you into a monster with both male and female characteristics within a month. Of course, it must be The one who is not king."

"I've thought about what you say, and it doesn't surprise me."

However, Oni Wu Tsuji still had that half-smile expression, "I haven't finished yet. The magic that distorts nature is not free."

"...Please don't keep it up, we don't have enough time." Yan Sheng frowned.

"The one who turned into a monster, in order to support the forcibly distorted uterus, will gradually weaken and become closer to a woman's physique, or even worse." Wu Mi rolled his eyes, as if admiring his shocked expression.

"Even if it's your younger brother with outstanding talent, after undergoing transformation, he probably can only let his talents dissipate, and fight with the mediocre and old warrior."

"You who are far inferior to him... so what will happen, Ji Guo Yan Sheng?"

"Ah." Yuan Yi sighed with some dull emotion, "I almost forgot, you can't see it."

"Can't see, what do you mean?"

"Actually, father doesn't have much time left to live." Yuan Yi said, "His organs have long since declined, and no skilled doctor can save him. I can see it."

Yan Sheng was stunned, "What are you talking about..."

"I've always been able to see the appearance of the organs in a person's body, brother." Yuan replied blankly, "My mother never let me tell my brother before, for fear that he would alienate me because of this, so I didn't tell you."

He stared at Yuanyi, but he didn't feel unbelievable, there was one more noble thing that the Son of God could not reach, that's all.

"...why are you telling me now?"

"I just want my brother to understand... If my brother expressed his distress to me before, or waited until his father died of illness, you still have the right to choose your fate." Yuan Yi showed a flat smile, "You know, I don't care about being a husband or a wife, King or queen. As long as we are there for each other. Brother can go on living the life he wants."

"But you chose to blow up your father, me, and everyone who opposed you. Now they want to deprive you of your status and let you be my queen, so that you will never have any chance of turning around...Brother, this is your mistake The result of the choice."

Yan Sheng was stunned.The faces of the father, the dragon, the Iron Throne, and Yuanyi were reflected in his sight one by one. Destiny not only tossed coins randomly, but also never hesitated to joke with Jiguo Yansheng, piled up the treasures in front of his eyes, and then one by one take away.

Trembling, he raised his head to look at Yuanyi, the younger brother in front of him was so strange, he was pitying him, and seemed to be hurting him indifferently.The Son of God deduces the answer with his own unique vision, and laughs at the shortness and stupidity of mortals.

"How sad, brother." Yuan Yi sighed.

The young new king of the Iron Throne squatted down and untied his headband, and the long silver hair tied into a ponytail fell loosely.

Yan Sheng was still immersed in Yuan's ridicule and couldn't help himself, but his younger brother lowered his head and continued to untie his purple robe, "Did Gui Wu Tsuji tell my brother what the ceremony is like?"

The abdominal pain seemed to be more severe, Yan Sheng bent down, trying to curl himself up, Yuan Yi found out this, and gently covered his lower abdomen with his hand, stroking gently.

"Brother, don't worry, the medicine is working."

He raised his head in shock, "What medicine?"

"It seems that Gui Wu Tsuji Mu Mi didn't talk to you too much." Yuan Yi said, "It's the medicine to adapt to the ceremony in advance. After your body warms up, you can draw spells on your body."

Yan Sheng really felt dry and hot, and after taking off his robe, there was almost nothing left on him.Several red-robed witches stared at his body without hesitation.The former heir to the Iron Throne has always been well-dressed. When did he lose his composure in front of outsiders?He backed away dawdly, trying to hide behind Yuanyi to cover himself, but was dragged by his younger brother by the chain, and dragged him in front of him.

"I don't want other people to see my brother like this, but for the sake of the ceremony, please be patient."

Hypocritical, he wanted to accuse Yuanyi of that.The tongue that spat out the vicious words suddenly pushed a thick foreign object horizontally in his mouth, and Yuan didn't know what was stuck in his mouth violently.The sudden intrusion made him want to gag.Yan Sheng bent down, trying to relieve his nausea, and spit out the unknown foreign body that occupied his mouth.Yuanyi pushed the thing back towards his mouth.Slender fingers slid across his cheeks spontaneously, and tied a belt between the corner of his lips and the back of his head, and tied it in a knot.

"...!"

"It may hurt for a while, I'm afraid my brother will bite me." Yuanyi explained, "Don't worry, I will always be by your side, and I won't let the ceremony hurt you."

He let out a threatening roar from his throat, but his younger brother was unmoved, untied the last of his underwear, and let him kneel naked on the altar.Then he turned his head and gestured to the witches who had been standing outside the altar:

"I've been waiting for a long time, please start."

Several witches walked forward with expressionless faces, all chanting spells in their mouths, and knelt down around him.One of them was holding a silver basin filled with a blood-like dark red liquid. Even Yan Sheng, who didn't know magic, could feel that there was some kind of mysterious power in it.The other witch took a pen, dipped it in red, and held it up to his face.He subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but Yuan Yi knelt behind him, clamped his head, and forced him to turn to the witch.

The scalding red liquid left patterns on his forehead.The witch's pen continued to draw downwards, from the forehead to the chin, winding across the neck, and when the soft bristles swept across the nipples, he couldn't help taking a breath, leaning his neck back, avoiding the tenderness that the pen brushed across his body. itching.But Yuanyi was behind him, and this move seemed to be deliberately getting closer to his younger brother.Yuanyi hugged him contentedly, put his chin on his neck, and pretended to be coquettish when he was a child, but now he won't accept Yuanyi's tricks anymore, Yan Sheng elbowed behind him, and was easily dodged by his brother .

"Brother, don't move around, they will draw crookedly." Yuan Yi sighed.

He ignored it, his body struggled, and the iron chain made a rushing sound.However, Yuanyi hugged him tightly, like a bronze statue, unable to break free no matter what.The red pen tip went down from the chest again and swept across the waist. This time, Yan Sheng saw clearly that what was painted on his body were clusters of deep red and flowing fire patterns, which were exactly the same as the natural red spots on Yuanyi's head.Is this also fate?On the forehead of the blood of the real dragon, there is actually the same imprint as that of the country's taboo spell.

Yan Sheng's whole body was burning hot, and the place where the red spots were painted was extremely hot, and the spot on his forehead that was the same as Yuan Yi's birthmark seemed to be burning, and his head burned so badly.He twisted his body subconsciously, Yuan Yi was still firmly restraining him, his hands were like hot iron hoops, without a trace of trembling, but his breathing gradually became heavy.

"Brother, can you open your legs?" Yuan Yi panted lightly, and said in the tone of begging and flattering him before, "It's time to draw to the bottom."

He lowered his head, the red spots had spread to his lower abdomen, and the witch's pen was hanging in the air, waiting for his cooperation.This is ridiculous, everyone must be crazy, Yan Sheng shook his head and thought, he himself was so crazy that he lost his mind and had hallucinations.Yuan Yi, who tightly controlled him, was probably not normal, and Ji Guo, who could come up with this kind of magic, was even more insane early in the morning.There should be a barrel of wildfire buried deep in the ground, and then exploded instantly, turning everyone present into ashes, making the witch forever forget his humiliating experience today, and letting Ji Guoyuan accompany him to hell.But Yuanyi suddenly bit his earlobe lightly, Yan Sheng regained some sanity due to the pain, remembering that real dragons are not afraid of flames, wildfire can't kill Yuanyi, and the only one who should go to hell is himself.

He could only keep his legs together desperately to prevent the witch's pen from taking another half step.Yuanyi refused to leave him even the last bit of dignity. The first samurai forcibly opened his brother's legs with his powerful hands, leaving the private parts that had never been exposed to the sight of others wide open for the pen to invade.There were fire marks on the delicate inner thighs, and besides the burning pain, there was a strange sense of pleasure.Yan Sheng closed his eyes and didn't look at his lower body, but in the darkness he remembered the night when Longshi Island was granted to Yuanyi, his younger brother came to his bedroom and kissed him softly, his lips were like a feather.That gentle touch was actually somewhat similar to that at this moment.Suddenly, Yan Sheng's mind flashed Yuanyi kissing his lower body, his soft lips moved up and down, constantly soothing the deep gap, he shivered, and hurriedly opened his eyes again.Fortunately, Yuanyi didn't know what he was thinking about, he just hummed in satisfaction, and gently pecked and kissed his neck.

The pen swam, entered the gap between the legs, came to the front, and came to the smooth and flat perineum.The pen stayed here for a long time, constantly sweeping and dancing, torturing him.Sensitive and delicate skin could not bear the tingling sensation of the soft hair scratching back and forth, Yan Sheng felt his desire raised his head, and the heat rising from his lower abdomen made him go crazy.He twisted his waist and wanted to escape, but his lower body was firmly clamped by Yuan Yi, and even his trembling was suppressed pitifully.He was dizzy as if he had a high fever, and his lower abdomen was so painful that it was about to explode. He had to bite the foreign object in his mouth tightly to prevent the painful groan from leaking out, so that Yuan Yi could hear it.

Is this redemption?Is this God’s revenge for abandoning the life of his beloved son?

"Everything is ready." The former guardian of the western region, the fireman in black robe, stood with him on the terrace, staring at the banquet hall in the distance.

He saw envoys from the North marching in with vassals from the Iron Islands and the Riverlands.The Kingsguard and the Imperial Guard also embraced the Mad King and entered the banquet hall.Mad King, yes, he doesn't want to call him father anymore, just treating him as a lunatic full of evil will make Yan Sheng feel a little easier.

They waited for their guests to enjoy themselves, and waited for the guests to get drunk and half drunk, when wildfires were lit, and no one could escape.

"The banquet is halfway through, when are you going to light the fire?" Yan Sheng asked.

"There are still some fish that slipped through the net, wait a little longer." Wuyou raised the teacup leisurely, her posture was not like that of the guardian of the western region, but she looked like a noble lady, "It's best to blow up all the annoying mice this time, so as not to be entangled afterwards Unclear."

Looking at the accomplice's coat with a black-gray fur collar and lace lace trim, and the accomplice's mannerisms, he felt that Kimai Tsuji looked more like a mouse than anyone else in the banquet hall.

"The people from Hewan have also gone in." Wu Cang gathered his coat, "There are still two more."

"Who else?" Yan Sheng asked.

"The obstetrician hasn't entered yet." Wu Mi said, "And..."

Suddenly, the door was knocked to the rhythm of a western song.He waved his hand to indicate that his subordinates could open the door.A man with colorful eyes and dressed in a priest's costume walked to Wuyan's side. He remembered that this person was named Tong Mo, and he was Wulian's capable subordinate in the Old Town Church.

"My lord, Miyashiki probably won't come." Tong Mo said with a smile, "Ah, Your Highness Yan Sheng, you look good today?"

He inadvertently exchanged pleasantries, "What's wrong with the obstetrician?"

"It was said that he was not in good health before, but he suddenly passed out on the road today." Tong Mo tapped his chin with a fan, "There is a troublesome person who just discovered something is wrong."

"What troublesome person? Do you know that you can't make any more trouble at this time?" Wu Mi asked his subordinates irritably, "No matter who it is, get rid of him as soon as possible."

"But... I can't deal with this person. I'm afraid he'll cut off my head with a sword." Tong Mo said aggrievedly, "That's Ji Guoyuan, how can I silence him."

He stood up uncontrollably, "You said Yuanyi discovered the wildfire?"

"He hasn't noticed it yet, but he just feels that there is something wrong with the atmosphere and the defense of the Royal Guards." Tong Mo said, "I don't know why he didn't attend the banquet at such a critical time, but wandered outside and found something."

"But it doesn't matter, I told him a little lie like Master Wu Mi taught before, so that he didn't have time to inform others."

Tong Mo showed an innocent and joyful smile.

"...I lied to him that His Highness Yan Sheng was inside, and he ran into the banquet hall very anxiously—"

Yan Sheng stood up suddenly, and put his hand on the hilt of the purple steel sword.

"His Royal Highness Yan Sheng, where are you going?" Tong Mo asked in a good mood.

He didn't look at Tong Mo, but just stared at Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi.

"...That was your plan from the beginning, wasn't it?"

Wu Mi glared at Tong Mo fiercely before turning his gaze to him. At first, he still had an innocent attitude, but after a while, the despicable Pyromancer showed a satisfied smile, which looked like the last expression of the evil spirit before it preyed on him.

"As I said, you should find a way to distract him yourself." Wu Mi said, "If you don't succeed, you can't blame me."

The steel sword reflecting the cold light of the moon popped out of the scabbard a little, and he took a step, locking the best escape route for the pyromancer.

"Of course you can kill me, but if you don't ignite the wildfire now, you will never have a chance to come back." Wu Mi said loudly, "After today, Ji Guoyuan will be the heir to the Iron Throne, and your fate will be the same as that of the Iron Throne." Same as I said before."

Yan Sheng's hand stopped in place.

"Your Majesty in the future." Wu Mi continued to stab him with vicious words, "I am helping you make up your mind. As long as Ji Guoyuan lives for a day and still holds the sun wheel sword that symbolizes the heir, he will be Your threats."

"As long as Ji Guoyuan lives for a day, you will always be the second best warrior in the world, and you will always be trampled under his feet, and your heart will never be at peace!"

Jealousy permeated his internal organs like venom, Wu Mi just teased it a little, and let the venom evaporate.

I haven't felt it for a long time, An Ning.Ever since Yuan showed his talent, he has never experienced it again. The flames of the real dragon and the sun made Ji Guoyan Sheng crazy. As long as the sun refused to go out, he could only be burned to ashes.

"The banquet is almost over, you'd better make a decision as soon as possible." Wu Mi said.

He squeezed the hilt of the sword tightly, feeling cold all over.The soft western ditty came from far away from the direction of the banquet hall. Yuanyi was in that resplendent building. His younger brother, the most gentle son of god, walked above the explosives warehouse without hesitation in order to find him.

However, a mortal's life always has to give up a lot of things to reach the other end.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng heard his own voice, which came from a very far away place.

"...light a wildfire," he said.