How to break up with Diablo [Quick Transmigration]

......A palace inlaid with gorgeous gemstones, where clear and transparent sunlight pours in from five-colored glass.Sitting on the throne at the end of the palace was a man in the same splendid attire with black hair and dark eyes.

He looks similar to Jiang Wenci, but the real Jiang Wenci kneels at his feet.

Jiang Wenci was having such a dream.

A young man who is exactly the same as himself, the only difference is that he has an arrogant look of disdain.The young man reluctantly lifted his heavy robe, revealing a pair of feet that were marked with red marks, and gently raised Jiang Wenci who was kneeling in front of him.

The beautiful young man smiled slightly, raised his handsome eyebrows, and said to Jiang Wenci word by word: "Go to death, God. Give your soul to save the ancient city... Hurry up." He spoke emphatically, crisply, and the white teeth under his thin lips could be seen.

Jiang Wenci dreamed that he became a god, the ruthless god who had been serving him like a dog.

Only then did Jiang Wenci notice that the hand of this "Jiang Wenci" hidden in the embroidered sleeve robe was holding a half-human arm-long knife, which was a tool used to cut the souls of gods , peeled off the flesh and blood, and took out the bright red heart wrapped in the soul.

Jiang Wenci's pupils shrank slightly as he was kneeling on the ground.

"Can't you?" The young man who was as perfect as a god frowned unhappily, curled his lips, and waved the frighteningly bright knife: "Then force it, anyway, the glory and wealth you enjoy are enough gone."

This forged Jiang Wenci is fundamentally different from the main body, of course, it is not ruled out that the main body will also be like this in the future.

The real Jiang Wenci's hands were trembling, it was clearly a dream, but it was so real...

Jiang Wenci opened his eyes again, but he was still in the nightmare.He saw that young man who looked exactly like himself, holding the only long knife that could crush a god to pieces.He cut his fragile chest one by one, and warm blood began to flow from the bright red knife marks.

"...Stop." Jiang Wenci opened his mouth, and what came out was a mouthful of blood foam.

Is that how God felt when his soul was harvested?

The young man was not moved, he looked at Jiang Wenci over and over again, and said with a smile: "You have enjoyed enough, so what about giving a little life to those who have suffered from disasters... Hee hee, you are so selfish The sharp knife fell, cutting Jiang Wenci's muscles close to his heart, and the pain caused by the connection of various nerves made Jiang Wenci's complexion pale, even blue.

Jiang Wenci shook his head and murmured, "I don't, I don't...I'm just an ordinary person."

Yes, who can know whether God has experienced any kind of wealth or honor? Maybe what others have experienced is pain and suffering for thousands of years.

"Hahaha, come out."

"The ancient city is saved."

The god's heart was dug out with a knife by a young man pretending to be Jiang Wenci, and it was connected with fragile blood vessels that were still flowing.He held the heart of God, the soul of God, and began to laugh like a demon.

"God, you are so selfish, and you want me to force you, tsk, it's so dirty..."

Jiang Wenci dreamed that his heart was dug out, but he didn't wake up, and he couldn't die. He felt the feeling of his heart being hollowed out, as well as God's despair and grievance.

God shed more tears than blood.

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"Ahhh!"

Jiang Wenci was covered in cold sweat. He wiped his cheek with his hand, opened his turbulent eyes, and finally found that what he touched was no longer scarlet blood, but bitter cold sweat and tears.He was still in a daze, his light nightgown was drenched in cold sweat, and he cried frantically, holding his head in his arms, looking no worse than when the target died last time.

It hurts, it really hurts...

It's so embarrassing.

Xiao Qihan, who had been awake to protect Jiang Wenci, was taken aback, his face turned pale instantly, he hugged him, gently shaking the young man's shoulders, and asked in a trembling voice: "Wen Ci, what's wrong with you? What's the matter?" Don't cry, I've been..."

"Wow wow..." The deaf Jiang Wenci's voice that God can communicate with all things finally sounded in the silent world. Baked grit.

He faltered and sobbed: "God, you are not dead, you are not dead..."

If it goes on like this, begging him to save the ancient city, and driving the god to death, he must be the same as himself in the dream...

Very painful, very wronged.

Jiang Wenci shook his head: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Seeing Jiang Wenci talking nonsense, Xiao Qihan couldn't help being a little anxious.He touched Jiang Wenci's forehead with his hand, and immediately raised his eyebrows, Wenci had a fever. .

"I, I'm a god...Of course I won't die, um...it's late at night, you're sick...go to sleep." Not just God, now for Xiao Qihan whose mental body invaded Jiang Wenci's spiritual world would indeed not die, his physical body is not around, at most he would just die in the data world, and then be excluded by the system, and then take the time to apply to join——

Xiao Qihan helped Jiang Wenci wipe away tears, patted him on the shoulder, and helped the thin young man soothe his hiccups: "I won't die, don't cry... I'll make medicine for you. Where are you?" Pain? I rub it..."

"You liar!" Jiang Wenci shook his head, his black hair was scattered, and even a little drenched in sweat, sticking to his forehead.Looking at God's obedient nature, if I keep going, I'm afraid God will really obey...

Xiao Qihan didn't have time to deal with Jiang Wenci's drunken nonsense, he was more worried about Jiang Wenci's pain than this.

"Come on, where does it hurt, I'll be fine if I rub it." The blond young man in the night, with clear blue eyes, shone like the knife in Wen Ci's dream, which made Jiang Wenci even more afraid.

He grabbed Jiang Wenci's trousers, trying to help him rub his newly healed ankle, but unexpectedly lost strength, and the person in his arms trembled with pain.

"It hurts..." Jiang Wenci yelled, the tears on his face were not wiped clean, and without the flowing water, his eyes looked even redder.

Xiao Qihan was a little flustered, he let go of Jiang Wenci's feet, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry...it's okay, God will make it up to you...I'll listen to you. Huh? Be good." and Jiang Wenci, a young man of similar age, said in a crumpled voice like a little wolf dog.

That's right, if God has been in this state, if Jiang Wenci cried for him to die, he would definitely die without hesitation.

Jiang Wenci suddenly couldn't understand him like that. Now he seemed to know the pain of God's death, and he didn't allow God to always obey him.

"...You." Jiang Wenci's dizzy head was a little angry, he stared at his blind eyes, and murmured a little hazyly: "Don't be like a dog in the future, you are a god."

"...?" Xiao Qihan was puzzled, he scratched his head.But seeing that Jiang Wenci was no longer as excited as before, he finally felt relieved. He rubbed Jiang Wenci's slippery head, lifted Jiang Wenci's bangs that were about to cover his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Hey, I'll go I will cook medicine for you, you have a fever..."

Moreover, Jiang Wenci could not be clearly burned.

He was about to get out of bed, but Jiang Wenci grabbed the corner of his clothes again behind him.

Jiang Wenci's eyes were red, as if he was drunk facing Yu Chengjing in the second world.That time, he took the target as Xiao Qihan, and let the other party fuck him abruptly.

Xiao Qihan turned his head, he squatted beside the bed.Wiping his tears for his kitten-like tenderness, he pinched his soft cheeks and said, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Jiang Wenci decided to confess his thoughts and the wishes of the people in the ancient city.

——He started to want the god to die to save the ancient city, and when he saw that the god was a little reluctant, he hated the god a little bit.

"God..." Jiang Wenci was hugged softly by God, letting his invisible sticky sweat and tears stick to God's shoulders.

Jiang Wenci said in a low voice: "I'm asking you something, don't be angry..."

Xiao Qihan smiled a little between his brows, his bloodless hand ran along Jiang Wenci's black hair, and helped him make a soft and short chirp.Let the pale moonlight be covered with a layer of fluffy white, more like the little tail behind the rabbit.

My warm words, I can bear everything, it is difficult to have anything to make me feel dissatisfied.

He thought with a morbid smile.

Of course, unless you leave me...

Or you want me to leave you.

He will not let down his thousands of years of waiting.

"There is a disaster over there in the ancient city. They want you to donate your soul to save them." Jiang Wenci's heart rose to his throat, and then he said with trembling lips, "Are you willing?"

If it was Jiang Wenci a few days ago, he must have wished that the god would be willing to let the god die.But now, he deeply felt the pain and despair of the death of God.

After all, Wen Ci cannot be sure whether God has really enjoyed the glory of thousands of years.

Still the same sentence, what if it is not wealth, but loneliness and silence?It's not a joke to let a person stay alone for thousands of years.

Of course not.How can I be willing to leave you.

Xiao Qihan smiled in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be peaceful and gentle. He kissed Jiang Wenci's hot forehead again and said, "What do you think? Wenci." Add "mine".

If Jiang Wenci replied yes, he would probably go crazy, and then put the young man in a cage, asking for it day and night.Let him make up for his many years of loneliness...Tie him anytime, anywhere.

His Wenci not only grew up, learned to feel guilty, but also learned to be independent.

Jiang Wenci didn't know that the goal in front of him was to make up for the long-term coldness.

In Jiang Wenci's fabricated memory, he died because he saved Jiang Wenci who was about to die tragically under the wheel.But in reality, it is tens of thousands of times more tragic.

"I'll think about it...Look." The young man tilted his head, every minute and every second of his movements, even the falling and raising of hair, would poke Xiao Qihan's heart, but Xiao Qihan also More and more nervous, clear green eyes stared at him.

"Of course, I don't want to."

The author has something to say: ah, I really want to have a curious mind to write novels XD, the author is going to see the animal world~