Xiuye's domineering side leak

God had imagined countless times what it would be like when he really reunited with Ansair one day.

But when this day, this moment really came, he suddenly realized that just looking at Ansair face to face like this made him feel unprecedentedly happy and satisfied.

The thin lips trembled slightly, and he thought about the name for an unknown amount of time, and finally turned into an inaudible deep sigh: "Ans..."

However, the ending sound was tossed and turned in his mouth for a long time, after all, he still didn't call out the real name of the elf lord who had just awakened in his arms.

If possible, Shenduo would have imagined calling out Ansair's real name aloud like before, but he did not forget that what he is using now is the appearance of elf emerald.

But for Elf Jade, the Elf King is a teacher, a person he admires, a belief he has always refused to admit but can't deceive anyone. In Jade's heart, the Elf King has always been the existence he respects the most, so even if With admiration for the Elf King who can give everything for him, it is absolutely impossible for Jade to call out the name "Ansair" like a god.

But let the gods call Ansair as a teacher like jade, but the gods can't do the same.

So, after circling the name in his mouth for a while, it finally turned into a short but extremely intimate call——

"Ans..."

"Ans..."

"Ans..."

The worry, reluctance, and pain that have accumulated in the bottom of my heart for a long time can no longer be concealed at this moment.

He hugged the Elf King tightly in his arms, and buried his face on the side of the other's neck. The warm skin and the familiar fragrance of laurel made the eyes of the silver-haired elf gradually faint with a thin layer of water-colored red.

But at this moment, there was a muffled hum that seemed to be there.

Shocked in his heart, the silver-haired elf hurriedly let go of the elf king, only to find that the elf king's face was still white and transparent, without a trace of blood. , It looks much weaker than when it was sealed.

With a panic in his heart, the silver-haired elf's gaze quickly fell on the elf king's hand covering his left chest. The heart that had been wounded by the magic sword, golden blood was continuously flowing out from the tightly clenched fingers.

The eyes of the silver-haired elf sank in an instant, but his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by someone, the pain was so painful that he could hardly speak, until he took a few deep breaths, the pain that felt like he felt the same was relieved a little. point.

The lips opened and closed several times, and the hoarse and deep voice finally came out from the mouth, "Ans... Let me take a look for you."

After saying this, the silver-haired elf, who was afraid of seeing the painful expression on the Elf King's face, never raised his head again, and carefully touched the back of the Elf King's icy jade-like hand with his fingers, and put the golden blood-stained palm in his palm. Only then did he finally see clearly the hideous wound that was still bleeding.

It was completely different from what he had expected. The wound that should have healed immediately after the magic sword fell apart was still surrounded by a layer of black magic energy that was the same as that on the magic sword.

As the first creature created by God, Ansair, the incarnation of light and life in the world, possesses self-repairing and healing abilities comparable to God's.

Therefore, such a situation, even a god, would inevitably be surprised.

The brows could not help but knit into knots. The silver-haired elf stretched out his fingertips, trying to take a closer look at the skirt around the wound, but the elf king in his arms froze for a moment, and then tried to break free.

Aware of Ansair's movements, the silver-haired elf quickly flashed a trace of dissatisfaction, and once again tightened his arms around the other party, obviously not intending to let the other party be willful at this time.

Seeing this, the Elf King looked down at the silver-haired elf's head that was almost touching his chest, and the thick eyelashes that were stained with raindrops flickered slightly. After all, he let the silver-haired elf move until——

"Well……!"

The emerald eyes opened suddenly, and Ansair's whole body trembled violently. The speed of the silver-haired elf was so fast that he barely reacted when the pain was transmitted from his chest to his brain.

But the unprecedented coldness was so clear that he could even trace in his mind the subtle direction of every trace of the finger that was inserted straight into his chest——

Because the owner of that hand was the child who had been raised by his side for many years and was already very familiar with it.

There was a chill in his heart that was colder than the rain, but Ansair knew that it was not an illusion, but because the child he raised was holding his heart in his palm at this moment .

"Emerald..." A barely audible sigh resounded between the two who embraced each other intimately.

The person who was called by him finally raised his head slowly, and looked at Ansair who had no trace of reproach in his eyes tenderly, but at this moment he violently tore his wrist outward, and finally took the unique stone in the world. A golden heart was dug out from the chest of the Elf King.

Golden blood flowed from his chest and mouth, and Ansair's face, almost instantly, was covered with a dull look of imminent death.

Putting Ansair back on the golden crystal platform, the silver-haired elf almost obsessively described his face, but the smile in his eyes became wider and wider——

"Ansair, you really have no defense against Jade."

The young man with silver hair like waterfalls, red eyes like blood, and a golden heart in his hand was no different from the child in Ansair's memory.

However, although he had already prepared for it, the unprecedented pain in his chest still exceeded Ansair's expectations.

Coughing out a mouthful of golden blood, Ansair glanced at the silver-haired elf who was still studying his heart, and finally called out his real name: "...Kaos."