[Comprehensive] The whole world has a crush on male gods

Akashi Seijuro squinted at the girl in front of him, and he felt the murderous intent in the girl's eyes as bright as blood jade.

"who are you?"

Akashi Seijuro was really a little confused, this was somewhat different from his prediction, he was a little confused why there was such a beautiful girl in Song Yiran's sea of ​​consciousness.

Akashi Seijuro investigated Song Yiran's files. Song Yiran was naturally a bit cold about things like love, and even after experiencing the incident in junior high school, he completely put an end to it and became slightly intimate with women. a little touch.

——So... why did such a young girl appear in Song Yiran's sea of ​​consciousness, and hugged Song Yiran intimately?

Akashi Seijuro took a step closer to them, but the dark water under his feet was constantly rising, and had a tendency to form a whirlpool.

Countless scarlet Bana flowers flew out from the girl's pale fingertips, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was sweet and vicious, just like the deadliest poison that sealed her throat with blood.

"Which hand did you touch the master with?"

"Which hand did you use to touch the master, then please keep that hand, and don't think about taking that severed hand and going out so disheartened."

Bianhua narrowed her eyes, her expression was extremely cold.

"Master?" Akashi asked aloud.

The ever-approaching blood red flower dance, even if it is a layer of spider web that firmly binds everything, under this fierce offensive, Akashi Seijuro looks extremely small, as if he is the prey locked by her, but the rose-haired boy There was no panic in her expression, the corner of her mouth still had a confident smile, and those strange-colored eyes seemed to be shining with contempt.

"It's so beautiful...and Song Yiran, it's a good match."

Akashi Seijuro said with emotion.

This agate-like color made Akashi Seijuro feel a little familiar. He thought about it in his mind for a while, and Akashi thought of a flower for a while.

——The tip of the flower is slender, and near the stamen, the petals are slightly rolled up in reverse, which symbolizes the ominous blood color, and people also call it the flower of hell.

——This is... Manjusawa.

"Flowers staying in hell?"

The rosy-haired boy asked with interest as he held his chin with his right hand.

He knew that Bianhua, in Japanese myths and legends, was a flower that lingered on the banks of the Santu River and refused to leave. Even after absorbing the grievances of so many people, she had already turned into a human form.

In this thick, bloody sea, Akashi thought, maybe he guessed what this sea of ​​consciousness represented.

"Here is the feast of death."

——In other words, this place... is the Hades leading to eternal sleep.

Akashi Seijuro raised his eyebrows and said, he finally understood why he had an instinctive rejection.

In his mind, a pair of golden eyes opened slowly, as if with a holy radiance, as if they came from... a place opposite to hell.

At that moment, the endless wave of flowers on the other side was washed away like this.Even the girl's smile disappeared, revealing a look of surprise and uncertainty, she took a few steps back holding the still sleepy black-haired boy.

"This disgusting power..."

"—Who are you!?"

Bianhua's eyelashes trembled slightly, she asked aloud.

"Who I am is not important, what is important... Isn't it what I did to your master just now?"

The smile in Akashi Seijuro's eyes slowly deepened, and he said every word, as if he was making some kind of deliberate provocation.

——In a sense, Akashi Seijuro's power is mutually restrained and mutually incompatible with Song Yiran, which arouses his desire to conquer Song Yiran even more.

The power emanating from Akashi Seijuro is constantly affecting a small part of this dark sea area. The black mist covering the entire conscious world has a tendency to dissipate. The black mist lying in the arms of a beautiful girl The boy with hair trembled slightly with his overly slender eyelashes, and finally, slowly opened those eyes.

Perhaps due to the hangover and the lack of consciousness, Song Yiran's eyes still had a faint mist, but the mist on this layer of cages only made people think of it, like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River... the veil-like drizzle.

Obviously Akashi Seijuro is very conscious now, but he has an illusion that he will accidentally drown in his eyes.

"What a pair of beautiful eyes... I really can't help it, I just want to... lock you up."

The corners of the rose-haired boy's mouth curled up, smiling like a demon in the abyss.

Akashi Seijuro's potion really had some effect, at least Song Yiran, who just woke up now, had no reflection on what Akashi Seijuro did.He stretched out his hand, pushed his right hand down slightly, stood up and looked at the rosy-haired boy standing not far from him.

"Akashi-kun, why are you in my sea of ​​consciousness?"

The black-haired boy asked lightly.

Akashi Seijuro smiled, and just as he was about to say something, at that moment, the gate of ghosts covered with bones suddenly opened again, a force that could not be resisted, sent Akashi Seijuro out, Song Yiran's consciousness in the world.

The Bianhua behind Song Yiran stretched out her pair of creamy soft hair, behind the back of the young man sitting up, he used his little finger to hook the young man's black hair.

"Master... the hair is a little long."

The ending of the long-haired girl's voice was slightly raised, as if it carried a little coquettish meaning.

Song Yiran paused and turned around, looking at the girl behind him.

Although Bi'anhua is beautiful in appearance, she has a thin and cool heart and is moody. It is this kind of Bi'anhua, but after that day, she gave all her loyalty to Song Yiran.

Ever since Song Yiran established a spiritual contract with her, he and Bi'anhua will always have a relatively close connection, so that Song Yiran can faintly feel Bi'anhua's mood at this time.

"I remember... when I was playing tennis at the U-17 training base, I used Yan Luo's power for the first time, and since then, I can no longer enter here."

Song Yiran said thoughtfully.

"In fact, the master must be able to feel it. At that time, because the master opened a door to the underworld prematurely, and really drew out the power from the depths, it prompted the master's sea of ​​consciousness to merge with Hades merged."

The girl in the dress with complicated patterns took a step back slightly, her jade hand rested lightly on her left shoulder, and made an oath-like gesture to him.

"That is to say, from now on—the so-called Hades will also be in your charge, my master."

Before Song Yiran had time to ask anything, he felt a force and pulled him out.

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After Song Yiran woke up, he found the rose-haired boy standing above him expressionlessly, and the tip of Akashi Seijuro's nose was less than three inches away from his own.

"—Are you awake? Then we can do some things that I won't be able to finish in the future when you are asleep."