Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

[Ding——The mission world is loading...

The world loaded successfully. 】

[There are two flowers in this world, black and white. They are extremely beautiful. Although they grow on the same flower stem, they give people completely different feelings. One is coquettish and the other is holy. But the same thing is that they are both fascinated by the things in the world. .

Flowers grow in harsh environments, and almost no one knows about their existence... Until one day, a pair of brothers came in front of it. They couldn't restrain their impulse and each picked one. The flowers fell off the stems for no apparent reason. Dissolve.The two expressed deep regret and could not regret it, so they had to leave in embarrassment.

After returning, they suddenly found that they had strange powers. But when they stayed together for a long time, they realized that one person would always be surprisingly strong, while the other would be correspondingly weak at that time.

It wasn't until one time that one person was seriously injured and the other person accidentally hurt himself. The one who injured himself was bleeding, but the seriously injured one recovered some of his injuries inexplicably. They were shocked to realize that they seemed to share power, life and even everything they owned. Only when the other side is weak can the other side have more tyrannical power.

The two brothers were surprised. After many times of communication and mediation, they gradually accepted the reality and supported each other in life. However, for some reason, one of them suddenly became angry, and the other seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. The two fought like crazy, and finally both died. in the opponent's hands.

After their death, their bodies were covered with black and white flowers. The flowers bloomed coquettishly, and then the petals suddenly fell off. They drifted in the wind, one only heading north, the other only south...

After a while, flowers with distinct colors bloomed all over the world, but strangely, the two flowers divided the world into two parts, one part was white and the other part was black. It is unknown when the two countries, black and white, were established, and the two countries were not allowed to Friendship, endless war appears, whenever one side shows a trend of decline, the other side will immediately and strangely weaken, until the strength of both sides is equal again...

World mission: Find the black and white flowers and obtain power 0/2. 】

----

The wind rises quietly, blowing the clusters of snow-white roses, carrying scattered petals to circulate in the air, and float towards the beautiful young man standing among the flowers.

The young man wore a loose and simple white short robe. The short robe was shorter than expected, revealing a slender white waist. Perhaps to make up for the shortness, the white skirt on the lower body was surprisingly long, with layers rolled up from the side. The waves reached the ankles, but for some reason they were not completely sewn together. They were parted like a cheongsam, with only an extra circle around the crotch and thighs to cover them, but the bottom part still floated gently with the wind, making the lines soft and graceful. Her legs are looming under the long skirt.

The young man raised his head slightly, and his black hair quietly hung down, falling on the snow-colored roses, among the petals, and intertwined with the flower stems with smoothed sharp thorns.

"Ding ding..."

He moved slightly, and the jewelry on his wrists and ankles made a crisp sound, like the moment when a bright star lit up, with an indescribable sense of nobility and beauty.

At this time, a tall figure walked out of the jade temple.

His attire was completely different from that of this era.

Black trousers are gathered into dark boots. The dark military-like clothing outlines the man's broad shoulders and narrow waist. A silver metal belt is tied around the strong and strong waist, which makes the already straight long legs appear. More slender.

The man's short hair was flying, casually scattered between his eyebrows and eyes, making his dark eyes even more gloomy and fierce, like a beast that only knew how to send people away to meet death, but this cruelty quietly melted after seeing the young man standing among the flowers. , like a cold spring swinging open, with a touch of flexibility.

He walked up to the young man and tucked the long hair on his cheek behind his ears. Then his fingertips slid down and lightly touched the lace collar around his neck, transforming it into a sapphire necklace before nodding with satisfaction.

"Why is my brother dressed like this again? Didn't he ask the maid to change his clothes to be more conservative?"

Song Nan tilted his head and reached out to pull at the thin hem of his clothes, but was stopped by a slender and strong hand the moment he lifted it up.

"Brother, you can't do this." Yu Yuze's tone was solemn, as if he was discussing some important national matter.

Song Nan let go of his hand, looked at his almost all black clothes, and curled his lips: "Brother Wang's clothes are the strangest. Ever since you said you wanted to change the color, the priest has always said that you are the king of the White Kingdom, but you dress modestly. Same as Black Country.”

Yu Yuze raised his hand and patted his head, helpless: "The war is not over yet. When the Flower God Ceremony is over, I will return to the battlefield. Black clothes are stain-resistant. The last time I came back, I don't know who saw me dressed in blood. , crying and shouting not to let me go."

Song Nan's face turned red with embarrassment, and her blue eyes glowed with a faint light. She glanced at him angrily, snorted softly, and sent waves of fragrance passing by him.

Yu Yuze was stunned, and turned around to catch up with his lovely brother, but at this moment, a man in a white robe wore a necklace made of green vines around his neck. There were a few green leaves hanging at the bottom, and a rose-shaped sculpture dropped from the center. Woman with malachite necklace comes.

She walked up to him, put her right hand on her left shoulder, and after a brief salute, she said respectfully: "King, you should choose the flowers to be enshrined in the ceremony."

Yu Yuze pursed his lips, glanced at his younger brother who was hiding behind the Corinthian jade pillar, turned around to face the long-haired priest who was completely in line with Bai Guo's aesthetics, and said indifferently: "Let's go."

----

Song Nan stood behind the jade pillar, stuck his head out to check on Yu Yuze who was called away by the priest, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, the beautiful priest suddenly turned his head, looked directly into his eyes, and then slightly raised the corners of his mouth, as if to attract him All the little secrets that are trying to be hidden are visible.

He shrank unconsciously and did not dare to look any further. He quickly walked into the white jade palace and opened the bead curtain made of malachite in the center.At the moment when the malachites collided with each other and made a crisp sound, a black-haired and blue-eyed Shota popped his head out from behind the huge tree next to the throne. When he saw it was him, he immediately ran over with open arms.

Song Nan squatted down, reached out to hug him back, rubbed his fluffy little head, and asked gently: "Why did the little guy come to the palace today? Aren't you most afraid of Brother Wang?"

484 glanced at the changed shape of the doom collar around his neck, his pupils shrank, and he said tremblingly: "I'm not afraid of him, I'm just worried that he will get jealous and kick me out if he knows that the person I approached first was you."

Song Nan tilted her head, pinched his chubby face, and chuckled a few times: "No, Brother Wang is very gentle."

484 curled his lips and quietly checked the energy attached to the collar of misfortune. At the same time, he whispered: "You are the only one who would think so."

Song Nan had no choice but to hold his hand gently and stare at the marks on his wrist.There is a green line there, starting from the palm of the hand and extending towards the arm: "Is it getting longer again?"

484's expression gradually became serious, and he grabbed his hand and said solemnly: "Master, you still can't remember who I am?"

Song Nan smiled, patted his little head, and stood up slowly: "You are saying such strange things again. Be good, go play with the maids for a while, they made delicious food, I will go to the garden to see, today Wang Brother is going to choose the incarnation of the flower god."

484 frowned, took steps, and followed closely behind him at a trot: "I want to go too!"

Song Nan stood still, turned his head and glanced at the maid standing in the dark, then looked into those green malachite eyes, and smiled slightly: "Don't you want to see Brother Wang? And according to the garden regulations, non-royalty and priests Members are not allowed in. Be good and wait for me in my dormitory."

As soon as the words fell, the maids nearby quickly stepped forward, gently but irresistibly grabbed 484's arm, and said respectfully: "Please come with us."

484 looked anxious, watching Song Nan walking further and further away. He couldn't help but raise his hand to check the thread on his arm, and found that it was still moving slowly, slowly heading towards his heart, which made him even more anxious.

He didn't understand why the main system wanted to seal the player's memory, and set this instance to be an immersive experience, but without leaving any backup options, it arranged Song Nan to be a little prince who just wanted to stay in the palace and be loved by everyone.If this continues, won't Yu An, who is also in this dungeon, have to get the things before them?

What's more, the line on his hand shows the progress of Yu An and the others. Once the line reaches his heart, it means that he has recovered his memory and is in contact with the mission target!Now, the thread has reached the forearm, and the speed of spreading is not slow. It doesn't take long to skip the elbow. But on Song Nan's side, not only do they have no sign of recovering their memory, they don't even have any clues about the twin flowers. Even the main line is divided. The battle line with no outcome is also beginning to show signs of defeat!

At the same time, it is strange that the strength of the Black Country has not been weakened by the force majeure of the plot...

This is the rhythm to be finished!