The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

No. 13 days after arriving at Max Grassland, Wei Ya signed a new truce agreement on behalf of the Southern Demon Realm.

Camilo breathed a sigh of relief: "It's finally settled, and there is no need to worry about the turmoil."

He leaned back on the recliner and was about to take a nap.

The accompanying guard opened the door curtain and walked in, knelt down and saluted: "My king, the luggage for the hot spring is ready, should we go now?"

Camillo raised his eyelids: "What... hot spring?"

"His Majesty the Demon God asked you yesterday, didn't you agree?"

Camilo's eyebrows moved slightly. He was busy revising the copy of the agreement yesterday. He didn't hear what Amedeo said, so he nodded casually, "Uh, what did I agree to?"

Amedeo could hear it clearly from outside, and couldn't help but lift the curtain: "Camilo! We all made plans to go to the hot spring yesterday."

Camillo had already closed his eyes: "I'll rest for a while before I talk..."

Amedeo sighed from the bottom of his heart. He knew that Camilo was very busy on weekdays, so he specially arranged to go to the hot springs. Max's hot spring mountain has a long-standing reputation, and the aura is at its peak in early spring, which is the most suitable for spiritual cultivation.

He walked over and put his hands on the back of Camillo's chair, and gently persuaded: "You will sleep until the afternoon, go early and come back earlier, don't you still have dinner with Maya in the evening?"

"Don't eat..."

As soon as Camillo spoke halfway, he was pulled up by Amedeo's arm, "Hurry up and get up."

He was dragged out by Amedeo to blow the cold wind for a while, and finally woke up. Then he had no choice but to get on his horse, and accompanied Amedeo to the hot spring mountain WiseMedia in the north of the Max Grassland.

Immortals tame gods.

When the wind picked up on the road, Amedeo led the horse and helped him add a cloak.

Camillo didn't care about the color of the cloak anymore, but just yawned lazily. The elderly like to drink tea and read books at home, and don't want to go out at all...

The spring eye of Max Hot Spring Mountain is located halfway up the mountain. Riding up the mountain along the mountain road, you will see a simple wooden house, which is the entrance to the hot spring.

The manpower here has all been replaced by Camillo's subordinates. The accompanying subordinates helped him lead away the horses, and the attendants came to welcome them in, while the shopkeeper and his wife were guarded by the guards in the backyard. Unless the king ordered them, they were not qualified to meet. See His Majesty's true face.

"Is it necessary to be so heavily guarded?" Camilo said indifferently.

"Don't forget that this is the south. Now that the edict has not been issued, you are still the evil king who split their homeland."

"I am the God of Creation, who can touch me." Camillo laughed and looked back at Amedeo, about to make fun of him.

But his expression is serious.

Camillo restrained his smile, remained silent for a few seconds, then turned and walked into the inner room to take off his clothes.

"Let me do it." Amedeo reached out and touched his neckline, and unbuttoned his clothes one by one. His eyes were slightly lowered, and he took off his coat and undershirt successively.

Only Camillo had ever taken off his clothes, and it was the first time that Amedeo took off his clothes on his own initiative.

Camillo was tickled by his actions, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but Amedeo's eyes stayed on Camillo's collarbone, and he was not distracted from the beginning to the end. After taking off his clothes, he put on his clothes again. Put a bath towel on him, "Go to the bar first, don't catch a cold."

Camillo raised his eyebrows, and the impulse just now was extinguished in an instant: "...Oh."

I was afraid that I would not be able to peek at him undressing.

He turned around and walked out of the house, randomly picked a hot spring pool and sat in it. It was a large oval pool with a circular platform in the middle, covered with colorful pebbles for decoration.

He waited to be bored, so he picked up pebbles and stacked them one by one.

Amedeo came down from the stairs and saw Camillo lying on the platform, his shoulders and back were all exposed/exposed to the water, he frowned slightly, went down into the water and took his hand, "What are you doing?"

Camillo was just piled up to the sixth cobblestone, when he shook his hand, the stone pillars all fell down, he turned his head, stared at Amedeo without saying a word.

Amedeo's cheeks were hot when he saw him, and he looked away: "I'm afraid you will be cold."

"cold?"

"Leaving the royal capital this time, Kylia specifically told me to bring you to the hot spring mountain in Max, which is good for your spiritual wounds," Amedeo paused, and couldn't bear it, "The wounded souls People are afraid of the cold, and every breath touches the wound..."

And Camillo built his capital in the north, and the climate was extremely cold in the cold winter. With what kind of willpower, he survived winter after winter.

He reached out and stroked Camillo's chest, injected his divine power into it, and clearly detected a tearing wound in the spiritual field.

Twenty years have passed, and his knife wound has long since healed, but Camillo's hidden wound still exists.

"As the patron saint of the king, I was supposed to protect you...but I didn't realize that you were hurt for me until now."

Camillo closed his eyes and said with a light smile, "I am not the one who saved you, it was the original Camillo."

"But that's you too."

"You can put it this way," Camillo looked at him with half-cast eyes, and put his arms around his waist from the water, "Actually, you don't have to worry so much. I am already the soul of the god, and I can use my divine power to protect my body and dispel the cold." , The throbbing pain of breathing is also naturally relieved a lot.”

Amedeo turned his head sideways and met his easy-going and lazy eyes, as if soft feathers brushed his heart, no matter how tense his nerves would be relaxed.

"Then, can Max's hot spring heal dark wounds?"

Camillo smiled: "You should know that the dark wounds in the spiritual field cannot be completely healed, and the only way to prevent recurrence is through recuperation in the future."

"Can't you give it a try..." Amedeo stopped talking, and he also knew that Camillo must know his physical condition better than anyone else.

"But thank you for arranging a hot spring to heal my injuries." Camillo kissed him lightly on the lips.

It was a very gentleman's kiss, and it left his lips quickly. Amedeo opened his eyes wide unresponsively, and Camillo's faint smile was reflected in his eyes.

The heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and it came again, and he was inexplicably throbbing with this person.

Just the two of them staring at each other, he was involuntarily attracted by Camillo's current temperament and temperament, as if he was dragged into the turbulent black torrent, wanted to be embraced by this person, wrapped around his body by his dark elements, and pressed against him. Take full possession of your body.

Camillo raised his index finger, landed on the edge of his lips, and stroked slowly.

Amedeo wanted to suck that finger in countless times, but he could only endure it silently. His whole body was tense, and all his attention was on the movement of his finger.

Half a minute passed, and Amedeo's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he opened his mouth and panted slightly.

Camillo still teased him unhurriedly. As time passed, Amedeo felt that he was about to explode. He licked his dry lips, but accidentally touched Camillo's fingertips.

Tasting that person's taste, he felt a trembling electric current flow through his body, and his reserve was instantly overwhelmed by *, he couldn't wait to rush over to hug Camillo tightly, nestle in that person's arms, and love him madly passionate kiss.

In the end, the two made it together in the pool, and Amedeo took the initiative like never before, making no secret of his longing for his lover.

Afterwards, facing the muddy pool water, the two looked at each other and smiled, so they had to change to another pool.

Along the stone road in the mountains, there are many hot spring pools. They walked all the way to the highest hot spring on the top of the mountain. While soaking in the hot spring leisurely, eating the refreshments prepared in advance, they can also overlook the grassland below the mountain.

"Didn't you feel sleepy at noon, and now you can just sleep for a while." Amedeo said.

"No, I don't sleep when you're around."

"why?"

"Because I want to spend time looking at you," Camillo smiled lightly, then said a little more seriously, "And I'm worried that I'll fall asleep, and when I open my eyes... I won't be able to see you Liaodong cavalry. "

Amedeo was a little puzzled: "Can't you see me?"

He was about to ask further questions, when he raised his head, he suddenly saw swirling clouds in the distant sky, just like cirrus clouds when a heavy rain comes, but these clouds are far away from the ground.As we all know, above those clouds and blue sky is the upper continent, which is the heaven in a wide range.

"This kind of cloud cover doesn't seem to be caused by the normal climate of the Lower Continent. It is likely that the violent impact on the Upper Continent caused the airflow." Camilo took a sip of black tea, thought for a moment, and said, "If I guessed correctly If so, this direction should be Seville, the Kingdom of God."

Amedeo's eyes froze: "Didn't you say that Simona went to Seville?"

There was no sign of panic on Camilo's face, but a leisurely smile appeared: "Interesting, what happened in the past 50 years, hehe, I always feel that I accidentally missed a lot of content."

"So Yuesemona didn't have an accident? Then the Kingdom of God..."

Camillo interrupted him at the right time: "I've said it all, I won't answer this kind of question, but..." He changed the subject and said meaningfully, "You can guess from the bottom of your heart."

Camilo returned to the camp that night after soaking in the hot springs. After making some preparations with the officials around him, the official handover ceremony of the armistice agreement was held the next day.

In this way, Wei Ya must set off to return to the Southern Demon Realm, and Lilith will also go to the south with Yimil.

Maya cried hoarsely, she couldn't understand what the armistice agreement meant, why Wei Ya and Camelot had to be in the north and south, and why Lilith had to leave?

"I'm not going home, woo woo woo...I want to play with my sister! Let's go to the south together!"

The maids couldn't coax Maya, she smashed everything in the house with witchcraft, and threatened to burn the food and grass on the carriage.

"You burn it," Camillo said lightly, "if it's burned up, Lilith will only be able to eat wild vegetables along the way."

Maya's eyes widened, and tears rolled in her brown eyes. She stared at Camilo for a long time, then pursed her mouth unwillingly, and snorted heavily: "Then I'll burn your food and grass!"

"Well, you can also burn it, then Zero can only starve."

"Ah!" Maya covered her cheeks and said with a frowning face, "Then what should I do?"

Amedeo knelt down and touched her head, "Maya, then say goodbye to Lilith."

Maya woke up and reacted, and rushed out of the tent, but at this time Wei Ya's army had already traveled a certain distance, Maya combined her hands into a small horn, and shouted loudly:

"Li-Li-si-see-bye-"

As she shouted, these big burning characters were also branded in the sky, and the guards of the army were stunned.

Lilith poked her head out of the carriage and looked up at the sky she taught Maya with a faint smile on her lips.She stretched out her fingers and gestured a few times, and several streams of water rushed to the sky, drowning Maya's flame just now, and recombined a paragraph of text:

Maya, see you soon.