Twilight War

Chapter02 Today's Days Are Small

03

Night, Paradise Lost.

Paradise Lost is a well-known red-light district in the entire Western Continent. It is different from Queen's Street in Corinth where there are low-class warblers mixed in. It receives all kinds of dignitaries.

Guests wear luxurious masks, hiding their faces behind masks, while prostitutes and waiters wear black cobweb brooches on their chests.

The most legendary of Paradise Lost is the proprietress here - Black Widow.

It is said that this beautiful woman used to be a countess. After finding out that her husband had betrayed her, she killed her husband with poison|drugs, and then came here with all her family property and became the princess of Paradise Lost. Boss.

Everyone said that the Black Widow has a deadly beauty that is almost like poison|drug, and any man who has seen her will be willing to be killed by her. No one can come out of the top floor of Paradise Lost—the bedroom of the Black Widow alive.

And the Black Widow never personally entertains guests, she is like a dark night hidden behind layers of spider webs.

Extravagant music reverberates in Paradise Lost, and the sound quality of the female voice is as intoxicating as gold leaf.

Huangxuan Jin collapsed on the sofa in Paradise Lost, pouring clear whiskey into his mouth non-stop, without a mask on his face, and without a black spider web brooch on his chest.

He couldn't get the girl's brooch, so he naturally didn't have the face to hang out in the tavern on Queen's Road.

"Hey, Xiao Jin, can you still fight when you're so drunk?" A prostitute in a cheap court dress suddenly leaned over.

Huang Xuanjin nodded, "Yes, yes, what's wrong?"

The woman frowned, and said angrily, "Help my sister deal with a bad guy."

"What's the matter?" Huangxuan Jin raised his head and asked, subconsciously putting his hand on the black dagger at his waist.

"That's right...a man came here tonight. I went up and asked him if he wanted some wine, but he took one look at me and left without saying a word."

Huangxuanjin heard this kind of thing, put down the dagger in his hand, smiled, and took the wine from the woman, "Sister, why bother with the blind man, next time sister has wine, just come and ask me , anyway, I drink my sister's wine."

The woman snorted and took the wine from Huangxuan Jin's hand, "If you want wine, go buy it yourself. That man is really too much. You didn't see it. You don't know how scary his eyes are, as if he was about to freeze to death."

"Really, Xiao Jin, I went there just now, that man doesn't care about people at all." A prostitute with some freckles also came over, "If you don't want women, just stay in the monastery , what are you doing here?"

Huang Xuanjin smiled and made room for the girl.

"I have a way to teach him a lesson." A somewhat hoarse female voice suddenly came from behind Huang Xuanjin.The woman in a high-waisted corset leaned closer.

"You won't be caught by that man too..." Huang Xuanjin asked in disbelief, after all, this woman is a famous witch from Paradise Lost, with a cold beauty's face, she loves all men's invitations I don't care.

"Yes." The witch replied without hesitation.

"Now I really want to see who that man is." Huang Xuanjin shook his head helplessly.

"It's right behind us." The witch lowered her body and said in Huangxuan Jin's ear, the makeup on her face was a little weird and dark.

Huang Xuanjin turned to look at the man, but was immediately turned back by the witch holding the sides of his head.

"Don't look back, that man is looking at this, it's not good to alert him." The witch said in a cold voice.

"I have medicine on me." The witch took out a beautiful transparent medicine bottle from the top of the corset, and there was a white rose petal in it, "White Rose, you should know."

Anyone who is a prodigal son of Vaner should have heard of the great name of White Rose.White rose is an expensive aphrodisiac in the black market. Most of them will be ground into powder and mixed with flour for sale. A complete piece is quite rare.

The woman in court dress and the freckled girl looked at the white rose petals in the exquisite medicine bottle with some surprise. After all, they had only heard the legend of the white rose in Paradise Lost for so long, but had never seen the real thing.

Just as the two of them were about to touch the medicine bottle, the witch took the medicine bottle away, and the witch handed the medicine bottle to Huangxuan Jin.

"After a while, Xiao Jin will be in charge of dressing up as a waiter and pouring the medicine into the man's wine. After the medicine takes effect, we will strip the man naked and throw him outside Paradise Lost."

The freckled girl hesitated a bit, "Isn't this a bit too much?"

The witch glanced at Huang Xuanjin, "Is it too much?"

Gazed by the witch's eyes that were as cold as blades, Huang Xuanjin quickly shook his head, "Not too much, not at all." Then he looked into the witch's eyes and said, "That man deserves it!"

When receiving the medicine bottle, Huang Xuanjin patted the back of his neck timidly, "However, if I get beaten up, you can't just stand by and watch."

The witch patted Huangxuan Jin on the shoulder, "Show off your aura of burning Sheng Qiangwei Palace Hall!"

"That's really not my reason." Huang Xuanjin argued, "I just want a bottle of absinthe."

Three women surrounded the boy in the red military uniform, "Let's go."

"...Okay." Huang Xuanjin couldn't bear the eyes of these women, so he had to stand up.Just as he was about to turn around, he was suddenly pulled back by the witch and pushed him down on the sofa. He undid the two buttons of the red military uniform, and then the witch patted the side of his face, "What if that man likes men."

Before Huang Xuanjin could react, he was pulled up again by the witch by the collar, and pushed out directly.

He complained: "Can't you be gentle with me!"

After finally stabilizing his body, Huangxuan Jin looked back helplessly at the cruel witch and the remaining two excited girls, then turned around, wanting to see the man who could make the witch hate him like this Where is the sacred.

Huang Xuanjin suddenly remembered the first snow he had seen in the monastery a long, long time ago.

The vastness of the world is white, and he walked among the bluestone steps in the mountains, watching the wild horses in the forest disappear with dust.

And that man is like the first snowfall between heaven and earth, covering thousands of miles, and the wind subdues the forest.

Huang Xuanjin just watched like this, looking at those cold eyes, watching the man slowly raise his glass to him.

Sheng Qiangwei Palace Hall had such a pair of eyes like the first snow falling, such a toast made him lose his mind.

Huang Xuanjin lowered his head and chuckled, picked up a glass of wine beside him and shook it lightly, and walked towards the man pretending to be careless.

The delicate and noble white swan feather mask covered most of the man's face, but he could still see the curve of the man's jaw that could be called beautiful.

His Royal Highness Wisipel can be called a beauty, the ultimate beauty, just like the ancient iceberg in Nordic mythology.It is a kind of beauty that should sit on the throne of God forever, not close to the acme of the mortal world.

Huang Xuanjin remembered the rainy night when he first met Wisipel a long time ago.

The man looked at him with eyes as cold as the sky above the Northern Territory.

"Have a drink?" Huangxuan Jin slowly placed the cup in front of Vichypel, covering the cup with both hands, and secretly threw in a delicate white petal from an angle that Vichypel would never see. rose petals.

The white rose petals quickly decomposed in the red wine and disappeared in a moment.

Female voices sang songs in Paradise Lost, and the almost desperate and extravagant voice echoed in the entire space.

Huangxuan Jin put the wine in front of Vichypel, then took a step back, took another glass of wine, and drank lightly.

But his eyes couldn't help but drift to Wisipel's hand holding the wine glass.

Clean, beautiful, smooth joints.The ivory white and wine red form an almost deadly aesthetic.Huang Xuanjin took a sip of wine to cover his tight throat.

He stared at the man as he raised his wine glass and gently pressed it against his lips. The color of the man's lips was extremely thin, gently lining the red of the red wine, like a pale rose.

Watching Vichypel slowly take a sip of red wine, Huang Xuanjin lowered his head, playing with the red wine glass in his hand pretending to be nonchalant.

"The taste of this glass of wine seems to be a bit different." With an almost cold voice, Vihipel suddenly looked at him with the wine glass and said.

"How come?" Huang Xuanjin said quickly, but immediately realized that he was a little too flustered, Bai Qiangwei should have no taste, how could it be tasted.

Wisipel raised his head and waved his hand lightly to signal him to come over. Huangxuan Jin touched the back of his neck and subconsciously walked over.

"Would you like to try it?" Wisipel looked up at Huangxuan Jin, with a slight smile on his lips, like the melting snow for the first time.

"No need, if you don't like it, just change it to a drink." Let's forget it, he was too impulsive.

It's him, with evil thoughts in his heart.

He took another glass of wine from the wine rack next to him and was about to hand it to Wisipel, but at a moment when he turned around, Wisipel grabbed his collar and pulled it down.

Warm liquid is passed into the mouth.

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LANADELRELY's nearly disillusioned voice echoed throughout the hall...

"It doesn't seem to be a problem. After all, we have to try different wines." Wihipel let go of Huangxuan Jin's collar and said slowly while looking at the wine in his hand.

Huang Xuanjin froze in place, the wine in his mouth had already entered his throat, leaving only a faint aroma of wine.It was the coldness of ice wine, but it was tainted with the temperature of someone's lips.Like the sunlight at sunrise, it is extremely cold and extremely warm.

Into the throat in an instant, leaving only embers.

Wisipel lowered his head and slowly drank the wine in his hand, as if nothing happened just now.

Huang Xuanjin had no choice but to pretend to be calm and continue to drink the wine in his hand.

Every entrance reminded him of the moment just now, making him restless.He wanted to ask something, but couldn't say anything.

Vehipel was still as indifferent and even cold as usual, as if everything that happened just now was just an illusion, and everything just now was an illusion with evil thoughts in his heart.

Except for the faint smell of wine in the mouth and a bit of fading warmth, it seemed that nothing had happened.

He had no choice but to stare at Vichypel and drink every sip, but Vichypel wanted to fight against him, pouring every sip slowly.

But his eyes were still clear and clear, without any sign of being affected by the drug.

Damn, maybe the medicine didn't work.Huang Xuanjin looked at the three women behind him, only to find that the women had been taken away by men wearing masks, and they were flirting beside the dance floor without caring about Huang Xuanjin's life or death.

This false friendship.

Huang Xuanjin cursed in his heart, but found that he gradually became difficult to breathe, and everything around him became blurred.Only the person in front of you...

His throat tightened, and he felt his inner desire begin to roar.Huang Xuanjin lowered his head and took a sip of his wine, but felt more and more unbearable.Everything began to blur, he seemed to see the person in front of him smiling at him, calling him softly...Little Phoenix...

Little Phoenix...

Huangxuanjin supported the table, but the smiling person was gone, only His Highness Vichypel was holding an empty wine glass in front of him, his eyes were as cold and noble as sitting on the throne.

No one will call him in a sigh-like tone, and no one will cut the fried eggs carefully and carefully for him, and no one will tell him on a cold rainy night, do you want to follow me...

And it was all his own fault.

He looked up again, and he seemed to see the smiling person again, the first snow melted, and the peach blossoms were covered with snow.

He saw him slightly open his lips, as if calling his name.

It doesn't matter anymore, nothing matters anymore.

He saw him reach out to the man, he saw him fall beside the man.

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04

At dusk, a huge lighthouse towers into the sky.

Countless flocks of crows surround the huge lighthouse, like a collective sacrifice.

The old man guarding the tower raised his hand and let a crow land on his hand.

"God has already left his throne." The old man closed his cloudy eyes, "There will be chaos in this world after all."

The gods leave the throne, and all living beings are clamoring.