When Apollo and Ares came to the Cape of Death, it was already late at night.

Ares eagerly looked at the gate of hell surrounded by thick black mist under the cape, and a sharp and fierce light became more and more excited in his eyes.

He faintly heard the roar of a powerful beast in the gate of hell, it was the three-headed dog Cerberus, and the fighting spirit in Ares's chest was suddenly aroused by this demonstration-like roar.

Apollo glanced at Ares, and said calmly: "I didn't come to the underworld to fight."

Ares clicked his tongue and said disapprovingly, "You go to that guy Eris, I'll do my thing."

Ares's state was expected by Apollo long ago, and he was not worried that Ares would really mess around without listening to his advice.This militant whose mind is only full of fighting intent on weekdays is unexpectedly straightforward in a way. Ares is not very good at disguising, so it is not difficult to guess his mind.

Apollo found the key point, and said directly to Ares: "Don't you want to know why Eris agreed to be Pluto's partner?"

Ares paused when he heard the words, and then frowned slightly disgusted: "Why did that guy agree to this and what does it have to do with me?"

When he said this, his voice was raised a little, as if he was answering Apollo, but also more like talking to himself.

Apollo said: "You really don't want to know the answer from him?"

Ares snorted softly: "I'm not you."

"Then let me ask another question, are you interested in Eris?"

Ares moved his lips, and after a while, he said, "I'm only interested in his combat power."

Apollo no longer paid attention to Ares' duplicity, he knew that his few words just now had some effect on Ares.

Neither he nor Ares belong to the gods who serve in the underworld, nor are they Hermes, the envoy of the gods, who can enter the underworld safely by virtue of the message, and they are not like Eris, who is the child of Nix, the goddess of the night, with the source of divine power It is related to the underworld, and can be easily accepted by that underground land.

When they suddenly visited the underworld at this point, Cerberus, the hound behind the gate of hell, would only regard them as enemies who broke into the underworld.

If he is alone, because the original divine power will be rejected by the underworld, it will take some time to go to the temple of Hades smoothly, but Ares can save some energy.

Eris...

Apollo silently recited Fu Zhenhong's name in this world in his heart, and clenched his hand hanging by his side into a fist. He must personally explore the root of this absurd couple ceremony.

On the other side, behind the Temple of Hades.

Mingyue is lonely, clear and cold.

Under this pitch-black sky without bright stars, the moonlight, like gently flowing water, diffused silently into the spacious room, stirring up an ambiguous and charming spring.

In the air, the scent of tulips and musk lingered together. The candles on the table had already been burned out, but the swaying and ups and downs of the figures on the bed were still going on fiercely and freely.

Hades' waist and abdomen are strong and powerful, without exaggerated and exaggerated muscles, but restrained, tight, with smooth and clear lines.

At this time, Hades is no longer the calm and restrained king of the underworld. He is like an ordinary young man who uses his actions to take possession of his admirers, and he is also like a cheetah full of explosive power. waist, loving this god of strife who occupied his whole mind.

The hair on his forehead was already wet with fine sweat, his eyes were hot and sharp, and his dark pupils were tightly locked on Fu Zhenhong, not letting go of any look on Fu Zhenhong's face.

Fu Zhenhong's ears heard Hades' rapid and heavy panting, and the hot air sprayed on his white and delicate ears, full of masculine charm.The ten fingers of the two are intertwined intimately, and the palms that touch each other are covered with thin sweat. The two gods who are also hypothermic, at this time, are both scorching hot.

Fu Zhenhong's long jet-black hair was scattered behind his back, his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and the ends of his eyes were light and loose red, his whole body was like overripe honey Peach, fragrant and fragrant, has a faint corruption, soaking in people's hearts.

His lips were shiny and red, and they were slightly opened, revealing white teeth and the tip of a pink and alluring tongue. Hades leaned over and kissed his lips, grabbing them affectionately, Fu Zhenhong's The voice and the sweetness in his mouth were sucked into Hades' lungs together, and he could only overflow with broken croons under Hades' attack.

"Strive for you..." Hades' voice was deep and hoarse, his voice stained with longing was magnetic and sexy, "I will give you more love."

The moment Hades' words just fell, he no longer chose to suppress, so the beast in his heart that had been imprisoned for a long time finally let out a roar.

Hades' love for Zhenhong became the most scorching hot current, and Fu Zhenhong thought of the endless flames rolling like hot magma on the surface of the Akron River, which was completely opposite to the water under the glacier Two extremes, very hot and thick.

Fu Zhenhong tremblingly felt this hot love full of aggression, her slender white fingers inserted into the hair behind Hades' head, and her small and delicate toes curled up together.

[Ahhhhh, dying, Xiaohong, your cute third son has died in battle. ]

Fu Zhenhong was held in Hades' arms, and the two were like intimate lovers, calming each other's breathing after some sweet tenderness.

Hades gently kissed Fu Zhenhong's reddish eye ends, and his deep, dark pupils were stained with a layer of pampering and pampering like melting ice and snow.

Fu Zhenhong didn't want to move, his hands clung to the back of Hades' neck, soft and boneless, and he was too lazy to let Hades pick him up and go to the screen to clean up afterwards.

However, Hades knows that Eris is not a soft and weak dodder. Eris's clinging is a kind of indulgence that is quite satisfactory to him. The seemingly boneless hand has the power to destroy the hardest rock, and it can also destroy the hardest rock. Disintegrating the deepest line of defense in Hades' heart little by little.

The next day, when Fu Zhenhong woke up, he was alone in the room, and Hades had already gone to the temple early in the morning.

Fu Zhenhong had nothing to do, so she walked to the desk and began to draw ink paintings with the brush, inkstone and paper.

It didn't take long for him to paint when there was a knock on the door outside the house.

It was the maid's voice. After Fu Zhenhong agreed, the two maids opened the door and walked into the room, bringing an exquisite robe and a box of gorgeous jewelry.

These are the clothes that Fu Zhenhong will need to attend the ceremony tomorrow. The pure white robe is embroidered with golden borders, and it is a custom-made wedding dress for Fu Zhenhong.

The robes in this world are mostly pure and natural, and the armbands are the most cumbersome and complicated. Fu Zhenhong only glanced at them, and then motioned the maid to put them aside.

As soon as the maid left, Hypnos came back.

"Eris, my dear brother," Hypnos strode up to Fu Zhenhong and said mysteriously, "Two guests from the Olympus have come to the underworld. Guess who they are?" ?”

Fu Zhenhong did not directly answer the guess in her heart, but instead asked: "Are they your good friends?"

Hypnos shook his head, with a trace of disdain in his eyes: "I can't play with the gods of Mount Olympus."

"Really..." Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows: "But you seem to be very happy."

Hypnos coughed slightly, avoiding Fu Zhenhong's meaningful gaze.

In fact, if it was the past, Hypnos would never feel any joy when the gods of Mount Olympus came to the underworld, but the arrival of Apollo and Ares gave Hypnos a faint feeling expect.

Rationally, he should be happy that Eris and His Majesty Pluto are partners, one is his elder brother and the other is the person he respects the most.However, in his heart, he may also hope that someone will stop the upcoming ceremony.

He clearly knew that this secret thought that shouldn't be there was wrong, but Hypnos still couldn't help feeling a little lucky from the bottom of his heart.

Fu Zhenhong didn't worry too much about the facts about Hypnos. After he finished sketching the ink painting, he put down the pen in his hand and asked, "Where have they gone now?"

"Just after crossing the Akron River." Hypnos said gloatingly, "Charon's wicked guy led them around for a long time on purpose, and in the end he had a violent fight with that violent fighter." stand up."

"Didn't the other god who was with Ares stop it?"

Hypnos said: "That one is completely rejected by the darkness of the underworld, how can he care about Ares."

"Really," Fu Zhenhong smiled softly, "So the two who came are the sun god Apollo and the war god Ares?"

Hypnos reacted in an instant: "Brother, you are too cunning. I obviously asked you to guess, but in the end, I was driven by your words to say the answer myself."

"Then I will give you this painting." Fu Zhenhong handed the ink painting on the case to Hypnos.

Hypnos took it carefully, his bright and translucent eyes were full of joy, and the black wings behind him flapped happily: "I'm going to put it on the bedside, and then I will create a bird like the one in your painting. A beautiful landscape dream."

[On the cultivation of idiots and bird people. ]

Hypnos was still immersed in the joy of Fu Zhenhong giving him something, until Fu Zhenhong was about to walk to the door of the room, he came back to his senses, chased after him, and asked with a smile: "Brother, what are you doing?" Where is this going?"

"To see the guest from Mount Olympus you speak of."

"I am with you."

Hypnos cheerfully put away the painting, and followed Fu Zhenhong obediently.

........................

Fu Zhenhong was sitting in the chariot, and the time spent on the road was dozens of times shorter than walking. When he saw Ares and Apollo, these two gods were still in the Akron River.

Fu Zhenhong watched from a distance, Charon seemed to be arguing with Ares, behind them was Charon's broken ship, perhaps it could no longer be called a broken ship, because there were only pieces of debris left.

The land around them gnawed and gnawed, and the flat ground left traces of weapons passing by every day.

Obviously, there has just been a fierce battle here.

Apollo was just five meters away from Ares, and a little impatience appeared on his always gentle and gentle face.

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