Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

Narcissus' question did not receive any response.

And the stone was thrown so fast that it was impossible to tell which direction it was coming from.

Yi Ke stared blankly at her right hand, obviously the stone was hit on the dagger, but at this moment her hand felt the numbness of being thrown away, trembling slightly uncontrollably because of that force .

There were two lines of clear tears on the face of this fairy in the forest, which made her delicate face have a taste of pear blossoms with rain, which is enough to make most male gods feel pity in their hearts, and then open their arms with generosity chest to comfort the lovely and pitiful fairy.

What Ran Yike faced was Narcissus, an arrogant and stubborn boy who hated all suitors.

Narcissus looked at Yi Ke with even more unfriendly eyes than before, "Hey, did your partner do this stone? Is she nearby?"

"No...not." Yike shook his head.

Narcissus saw that her bewildered look didn't seem like a fake, so he looked around and raised his voice: "Who is hiding, why don't you find out..."

Before Narcissus finished speaking, another stone flew out suddenly and hit him on the head in an instant.

Narcissus grunted in pain and covered the part that was hit. Although the force was not strong this time, it still made his forehead red and swollen.

Yike also came back to her senses this time, she looked at the scar on Narcissus' head, her heart ached as if the stone had hit her own heart, "Nassisos, are you alright?"

"You don't need to care about it!" Narcissus roared angrily. When he was rarely teased like this, the hand holding the silver bow couldn't help clenching a little.

"It's too noisy." The cold and quiet voice sounded above Narcissus's head, like a clear spring flowing slowly in the mountains under the cold winter, clean and pleasant.

Narcissus and Yike looked up at the tree at the same time, and saw Fu Zhenhong lying on the trunk at a glance.

The sunlight passed through the gaps in the leaves and sprinkled mottled on his face, outlining his perfect profile. The warmth of the sun's halo merged with his own calmness and indifference, forming a charming and cool look. grace.

So... so pretty.

Yi Ke was completely stunned, she had never seen such a beautiful man, as if all beautiful things would become eclipsed in front of him.

The handsomeness of Narcissus makes people want to own and get close to him, but the handsomeness of the man on the tree makes people feel humbled, and when he falls into the dust, he only needs to stop his eyes and he will be happy for a long time.

She admired Narcissus, but after seeing Fu Zhenhong's face, a thin blush appeared on that delicate and pretty face.

Not only Yike, but even Narcissus himself was a little distracted when he bumped into this thrilling beauty so suddenly.

However, Narcissus quickly recovered from the astonishment, and the burning pain on his forehead all reminded him that it was the man on the tree who was teasing him.

"What kind of brave man is he who sneakily throws stones?"

"Sneaky?" Fu Zhenhong repeated these four words.

Narcissus pursed his lips and said sullenly, "Isn't it?"

Fu Zhenhong said lightly: "Little guy, you broke in first."

Narcissus frowned: "What little guy, you don't look much older than me."

Fu Zhenhong didn't intend to continue talking to him.

And Narcissus seemed to see the man's indifferent character, so he said to himself: "You hurt me with a stone, so you can't just let it go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Zhenhong jumped down from the tree and stood in front of him. The distance between the two was less than half a meter.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyes and said casually, "So?"

Narcissus didn't expect this man to jump down suddenly, facing the face of the other party at such a close distance, he could clearly see the calm and indifferent indifference in the man's dark eyes like ink, as if covered by a layer of indifference. The thin mist was like an invisible cold abyss, with no waves and waves, but Narcissus seemed to have the illusion of being sucked in deeply.

He smelled the faint fragrance emanating from the other party's body, it was not too strong, like the smell of tulips, but it seemed to be a little colder than the tulips he had seen standing still.

What he was going to say suddenly got stuck, and under the calm gaze of this man, he unexpectedly felt a little helpless.

Fu Zhenhong didn't intend to waste too much time on this young man, he lowered his eyebrows, turned around and prepared to leave.

However, in the next second, Narcissus grabbed his wrist: "Don't go!"

Fu Zhenhong turned her head and glanced at the wrist grasped by Narcissus, and Narcissus let go of her hand as if shocked, blinking her eyes in disbelief.

He has always hated physical contact with people, but now he took the initiative to touch a strange man he just met?

And instead of feeling the slightest discomfort or nausea, he even felt a faint sense of excitement.

"I was injured by the stone you threw. You didn't even apologize, so you can't just leave." Narcissus didn't want to let the man leave like this, and consciously told him that if the man left, maybe he would never again. There is no chance to meet, and there will be no intersection between them.

"That... are you the god of Mount Olympus?" Yi Ke, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke out at this moment. She looked at Fu Zhenhong with some trepidation, and asked her guess.

"God?" Narcissus snorted softly, "Which god would sneakily throw stones at people like him?"

Yike frowned slightly, and retorted timidly: "We are too noisy..."

Narcissus glared at her: "Don't you like me, how can you help this guy talk?"

"I……"

"Okay," Narcissus sneered, "Sure enough, you are a superficial person. You love me because of your appearance. After seeing a better-looking existence, your so-called sincerity will also be transferred in an instant, but that's all. "

Yike shook his head hastily, and explained in a panic: "It's not like that, Narcissus, my dear Narcissus, please believe that my love for you is not fleeting like clouds, I have been paying attention to you, see Watching you grow from a cute child to a handsome young man, I have accumulated a lot of sweet words and soft words in my heart."

"Then if you had to choose between me and this guy, how would you choose?"

Yi Ke was silent, she looked at Narcissus, and then at Fu Zhenhong.She is deeply in love with Narcissus, she is very sure of this, but if she compares Narcissus with this god, she can't go against her own heart and categorically say the words of choosing Narcissus.

[Xiao Hong, the Greek world is indeed a bunch of dogs. ]

[Um. ]

When goodness sees an extreme, it becomes an invincible weapon, and the root of strife and discord stems from the inner desires of those involved in the strife.

Narcissus saw that Yike was silent, and the sarcasm on the corner of his lips became more and more obvious. He ignored the girl who was hurt by him, and turned to look at Fu Zhenhong: "Since you are a god, you can lead me to find her." Companion." He touched his forehead, and said as a matter of course: "I lost my way, and if you help me out of this forest, it will be considered as offsetting the fault of hurting me."

Fu Zhenhong wanted to laugh a little, this young man was conceited and pampered, probably because he was protected so well that he could fully express his anger and anger on his face, and so naively thought that a god would help make up for his words.

However, this straightforwardness is a little more candid than the superficial fake friendship of those gods on Mount Olympus.

"I'll take you to find your companion."

"Okay," Narcissus brightened his eyebrows when he heard that, "Then let's go now."

After a few seconds.

A black eagle hovered and landed from the sky. This black eagle had wide wings, a very thick body, dark chestnut brown feathers, sharp and terrifying eyes, and the wild and fierce light of a raptor exuded all over its body.

Narcissus was here to hunt. Looking at this majestic black eagle, he couldn't help admiring, "It's so charming."

Fu Zhenhong went up to the back of the black eagle, and said to Narcissus who was still standing there: "Come up."

Narcissus nodded and quickly jumped onto the back of the black eagle.

Fu Zhenhong glanced at Yi Ke: "Belittle your own life, your soul can't reach the Elysee Paradise, you can only wander in the Cocutus River and listen to the mournful sighs of those who are unwilling to go to the dead."

He was talking about Iko's attempt to gouge out the heart with a dagger.

Yike lowered her head when she heard the words, and stroked her beating heart with some fear. She was indeed a little impulsive. After being despised and let down by her affection, she was eager to prove the true love, but ignored her suicide. Actions that would expose her to pain worse than death.

The three judges of the underworld are deeply saddened by those who commit suicide. If they judge her behavior, they will only imprison her to serve in the Cocutus River.

How terrifying and cold is the Kokutes River?It is an existence second only to the boundless abyss of Tartarus, and it is a place where the soul will be tortured to the point of laxity and collapse after staying for a long time.

When Yi Ke looked up again, he could only see the increasingly blurred figures of Fu Zhenhong and Narcissus standing on the black eagle.

"Are you defending her?" Narcissus was a little displeased.

Fu Zhenhong ignored him.

Narcissus said again: "Why did you say such a long word to her and ignore me?"

"You are too noisy."

"Am I arguing?" Narcissus was not happy: "Where did I quarrel? You didn't hear it, it's that..."

Before he finished speaking, the black eagle flying above the jungle suddenly dropped sharply. Narcissus staggered and lost his balance instantly.

Out of instinct to face danger, Narcissus, who almost fell, hugged Fu Zhenhong from behind to stabilize his shaking figure.

And when he hugged him, he realized that the god's waist was so flexible and slender. His arms seemed to feel the warm and firm skin of the god through this layer of black robe.

This feeling is very strange, making Narcissus's heart beat faster unconsciously.

Even though the flying speed of the black eagle had stabilized, he didn't want to let go so easily, and even wanted to get closer.

Following the instinct in his heart, Narcissus tightened his arms around Fu Zhenhong's waist, moved two steps forward, and pressed his entire chest to Fu Zhenhong's back.

He closed his eyes and took a deep sniff of the fragrance emanating from the god's hair. This intimate contact made his ears blush slightly.

There was the sound of howling wind in his ears, and a clear blue sky above his head. It should be cool, but Narcissus felt that the temperature of his body was slowly heating up, especially the chest that was against the opponent's back.

Suddenly, Narcissus was not satisfied with his current body shape. He hadn't fully grown yet, and in just two years, he would grow into a mature and strong man, who could easily hide this god in his arms.

Fu Zhenhong lowered her eyes, glanced at the hand clasped in her stomach: "Let go."

"Don't let go." Narcissus snorted softly, buried his head on the back of Fu Zhenhong's neck, rubbed his face against Fu Zhenhong's black hair, and murmured: "What if I fall? "

This handsome man between the ages of a teenager and a young man, his voice is not as dry and hoarse as other men who are in the period of voice change, but a little fresh and immature in a low voice, talking to Fu Zhenhong this time, whispering She spoke softly, as if she was being coquettish.