The sound of a door closing with a bang echoed throughout the restless street.

The moment he suddenly caught a glimpse of some vague and strange picture, Shen Qianluo closed the door again.

The subordinate behind him poked his head out, scratching his head as if he hadn't seen what was going on inside the room, but he felt a sense of dread: "Young Master...?"

"What's wrong?" Shen Qianluo glanced at him calmly, and his warm eyes seemed to fall on his busy subordinates not far away. "The work over there should be quite heavy. You don't have to stay with me. You can go and help too."

The subordinate immediately agreed.

As expected of the young master, he can remain calm no matter what situation he faces. He even solved the problem of the interstellar black market, which is a headache for people.

With anticipation in mind, the subordinates hurriedly ran to devote themselves to the busy work.

The young man in white looked away, walked slowly with his hands across his chest, turned the corner with a relaxed look as if on patrol, then raised his hand on a whim and stepped into the randomly torn space residence.

But the moment he officially stepped into the empty space rift, he suddenly closed the passage, leaned his body against the chilly door panel, and half covered his mouth with trembling fingertips.

It’s really…it’s really…

The young man lowered his head and buried his entire face in the dense shadows, pressing his chest anxiously. If you look closely, you might be able to find that his earlobe has already turned red under his soft hair.

He, he, he, Shen Qianluo, such a great god! He actually lost in such a strange place——

He is not clean anymore!!

His heart and face were filled with burning madness. Shen Qianluo covered his red face and curled up into a ball, then threw himself on the bed and smothered himself in the quilt.

How could those two humanoid guys with dragon tails and dragon horns be entangled in that posture in broad daylight! - Even though he was the one who opened the door first, but how on earth did they do that posture!

Recalling that scary room with dim light, mixed breath, and ambiguous breath, although I only glimpsed it from a distance and didn't see other details clearly, but the fascination, kiss, dragon horn's expression, the stimulating and unheard of strange voice and the white flowers, flowers...

Shen Qianluo, who had curled up into a ball, was still completely furious and felt like he was on fire!

Of course, it was the kind of shame, annoyance, despair, and the desire to overturn the table because one felt that one was already dirty.

If a child peeks at this kind of thing, he will get stye, right?

No!

The boy suddenly sat up from the bed, holding his cheeks to cool down physically, and made up his mind to prohibit the spread of such bad things in public.

If children see it, wouldn't it corrupt the pure hearts of the new generation?

…Obviously, he once again forgot that he was the one who opened the door first and was forced to endure everything.

Also, the dragon horns must never be touched!

It’s so, so scary…!

Caught off guard, he recalled the disgusting and stimulating scene again. His cheeks were hot and his expression was confused, and he was about to get angry.

The familiar footsteps of a teenager could be faintly heard from the passage of the space rift.

Shen Qianluo looked up suddenly, and before Shen Qianqiao hurriedly opened the door and could finish his words to teach his brother not to leave him alone or else he would be really angry, white hair flashed in front of him and he was suddenly pushed against the wall by Shen Qianluo.

Shen Qianqiao:?

What kind of new, despicable way of changing the subject is this?

The young man stared at him seriously, and said with his eyes: "Aqiao, pull my head."

Shen Qianqiao:? ?

Head, top of the head?

The child raised his eyes and fell on the abnormal hair on the boy's head. He obeyed his brother's request out of habit and grabbed it hesitantly: "... like this?"

Shen Qianluo finally showed an experienced look, grabbed the corner of Shen Qianqiao's clothes at the waist, and his face was full of serious and painful admonition: "Yes, this is the position. If someone does this to you in the future, you must...well, you must bite her. This is a weird guy, we don't want it."

Shen Qianqiao: ???

The child opened his eyes wide and looked up at him, his clear and innocent eyes filled with confusion and concern.

“Brother, what is this…?”

"It's forbidden knowledge."

"Y-really?"

The two brothers looked at each other, both fell into deep thought, and finally came to a sincere conclusion.

The dragon horn is really a scary thing, you can't touch it carelessly/My brother is really... finally crazy, right? ?

Let’s not talk about the sad story of the former god Qianqiao who tried to pull out his ahoge in order to save his brother. Today, in Teyvat, Ogihazu, many, many years later.

The boy's slightly gloomy gaze met Xiao's serious and resolute expression.

He is not the former Shen Qianluo...? This is simply a ridiculous joke.

At that moment, her eyes turned cold like icicles piercing the bones in winter. Shen Qianluo looked down and raised her posture. A warm smile that seemed to be teasing and mocking appeared on her pretty face: "Xiao, stop making trouble."

Of course, he could sense the flaws in his own character and the holes in his soul, but it would be too cruel to deny that he was not really that person based on these alone.

If he is not Shen Qianluo, then how can that child who is looking at the memories with a dazed expression, ignorant and ignorant, be considered Shen Qianluo?

Xiao shook his head slightly, and his sigh was tinged with a barely perceptible sadness. There was still a hint of reluctance in his eyes, but his tone was light and firm: "You are not him... not entirely him. Qianluo, I hope the real you will come back."

Vigilance, hatred, and extremely abrupt optimism and contempt are perfectly reflected in the expression of the young man in front of him.

The cold soul in his sight was just a reflection of a part of Shen Qianluo's personality. He was familiar with him so well that he could naturally sense it keenly.

Just like the young man in white who once faced the enemy, endured all the time for the revolution, and was misunderstood by the world as a noble god of the Tianli faction.

If good and evil in the world can be determined by humans, then he can probably be considered one.

…The young master of Sky Island was born as the evil of God.

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