[Quick travel] It's all because the host is so charming

"Congratulations to the host—"

A familiar but slightly cold echo echoed in the empty space.

"Currently all worlds have been completed, the number of successes is 5, and the number of failures is 1. You have collected all five spirit beads, and the goal of revitalizing the demon clan is far away!"

Song Qi slowly opened the resource-stealing ziyuan's careful eyes, and there were many fragmented pictures in his mind interlaced and swarming, countless familiar and similar faces flew past in front of his eyes, He couldn't help curling up with his head in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Five spirit beads? What about the remaining two?"

The phantom of 007 floating in mid-air gradually turned into a solid body in the process of landing, turning into a handsome man with the appearance of an adult.

"You... who are you?" Song Qi stared at him warily.

"007" smiled softly: "I am Si Ming."

Order? !

The Commander in charge of people's lives in the heavens?

Song Qi's eyes widened in disbelief.

007 is actually Si Ming's clone? !

"I am ordered by the lord god to bring you into a different world, just to hone your character and cultivate a suitable heir for the demon clan." Si Ming pursed his lips and smiled, completely gone from 007's noisy mouth "Due to your failure in the last world mission, you have already lost your qualifications, but Lord God has mercy on you and proposed to test you personally..."

"Master... Lord God?" Song Qi trembled when she heard the words, a pair of furry fox ears were frightened out of her soft head.

In his memory, Lord Lord God is always unsmiling, and every time he holds a feast in the heavens, he always has a handsome face, as if someone owed him money.

Song Qi always kept away from him when she met him, and didn't dare to approach him at all.

Now thinking that Lord God is going to test himself, Song Qi can't wait to hide in his fox hole and be a turtle.

Si Ming seemed to see his careful thinking, and said with relief: "Don't worry, Lord God never loses his temper."

"Really..." Song Qi bit her lower lip, lowered her head and said nothing.

"Come with me." Si Ming smiled at Song Qi, and walked out first.

-

The architectural decoration of Tiangong has a majestic and majestic momentum. The pavilions are high among the clouds, and the corridors are winding.

Song Qi was so busy admiring the beautiful scenery along the way that she didn't notice that Si Ming in front of her had already stopped.

"It's here." Si Ming stepped aside respectfully.

I saw a hidden pavilion in front of it, and there were layers of light green gauze in front of the pavilion, gently fluttering with the occasional breeze.

At the same time, a familiar sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance that came from nowhere diffused in the air, Song Qi's eyes moistened for a moment, and he felt that a soft corner in his heart suddenly collapsed.

"Go." Seeing that he was in a daze, Si Ming couldn't help urging him in a low voice.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Song Qi nervously lifted the veil in front of her. The further she went in, the stronger the fragrance became, gradually weaving into a fine net, covering Song Qi's heart.

Finally, he passed through the last layer of curtain and met the eyes of the man sitting behind him.

"Song Qi," the man's brows revealed a slight smile, and he whispered in Song Qi's familiar voice, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

It's obviously not any eyebrows and eyes in memory, but every frown and smile is so familiar that it makes people feel flustered.

Song Qi vaguely remembered that he had read in ancient records that the Lord of Kyushu, the ancient god of heaven Crane Cloud Banquet, his original body was an osmanthus tree.

"So...is it you?" Song Qi asked with trembling lips, "Which one is you..."

He Yunyan stood up from behind the table, walked slowly in front of him, bent down and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Everyone is me."

"Why...why..." Song Qi was so wronged, her tears burst into tears, she almost hiccupped, "I never provoked you..."

Why did he bully him like this? It made him feel the pain of love.

"Because I like you." He Yunyan sighed, and pulled him into his arms, "It started a long, long time ago..."

"What...what?" Song Qi couldn't believe what she heard, and raised her head from his arms, her almond eyes widened.

"In general...it's a long story..." He Yunyan lowered his eyes and smiled, "but I don't mind telling you slowly."

-

300 years ago, He Yunyan, the lord of Kyushu, experienced an unprecedented catastrophe.

When he woke up, he found that he was not in the bedroom, but turned back into an osmanthus tree.

Just like thousands of years ago, when the world was still in chaos, he is still the big tree with a calm heart.

He has always been happy with the situation, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with it. He doesn't have to deal with the mess in Tiangong, and he is too happy.

It was at this time that he met Song Qi.

At that time, Song Qi was just a little fox around [-] years old, and he hadn't yet transformed into a shape, running wildly outside with his feet all day long, unrestrained like a gust of wind.

He Yunyan felt novelty.

Song Qi seemed to like this sweet-scented osmanthus tree that came out of nowhere. When he was tired of playing, he curled up and rested under the tree, and spread the fallen fine sweet-scented osmanthus into a fragrant and soft little cushion, with My body smells good too.

Song Qi regards this place as a shelter from the wind and a tree hole to vent his emotions. The young little fox always seems to have many fragmented thoughts, young and immature, but beautiful and innocent.

"Today, the patriarch's mother-in-law blamed me for not being self-motivated," the white little fox angrily dug the soil a few times, and said aggrievedly, "But who told me that I am not more spiritual than other companions, and I can't change my form after a long time. This... This is something that can't be helped..."

It complained softly while sitting down with its tail curled up, Shui Lingling's eyes were full of sadness.

"Woo...I'm so useless..."

Seeing the little thing crying out of breath, He Yunyan felt a little compassion rarely, and said in a deep voice: "The way of transforming form, one is to condense the primordial spirit, and the other is to accumulate blessings. Condensation The primordial spirit needs to enter the Tao with a pure heart, while accumulating blessings needs to help people cherish things and influence living beings..."

"Ah!" Song Qi was startled by the sudden voice, jumped a few meters away, and said vigilantly, "Who... who is talking?!"

He Yunyan was silent for a while, and replied: "I am the primordial spirit condensed from this osmanthus tree, you don't have to be afraid."

Song Qi froze in place, as if struck by a bolt from the blue: "Then you haven't been eavesdropping on me!"

Well, He Yunyan thought helplessly, if hiding two pieces of jerky in the sugar bowl is considered a secret, then it should be regarded as him eavesdropping.

In order to cope with Song Qi's sorrow of being overheard, He Yunyan had no choice but to offer compensation for helping him change his form.

Under his suggestion, Song Qi really made rapid progress, and in just half a month, he condensed enough soul into form.

"Brother Ah Yan, you are so kind~" Song Qi lay comfortably under the shade of the branches, leaning sideways and said softly, "I will definitely thank you after I transform into form!"

He Yunyan only felt that the murmur was as intimate as a whisper, causing ripples in his peaceful heart.

Before this, no one in this world seemed to say that he was "good".

In the eyes of most people, he is the god of the nine heavens, majestic and majestic, who has lost the joys and sorrows of human beings-a synonym for greatness.

People admired him, respected him, and feared him, but no one was willing to get close to him.

Until this little fox appeared——Song Qi approached unsuspectingly, and his wholehearted dependence gave He Yunyan a sense of bondage for the first time, so that he faintly felt some untimely reluctance.

Is this the so-called heart robbery?

He Yunyan was almost lost in thought.

I don't know since when, he has quietly taken a fancy to this silly little fox.

On the day when Song Qi took shape, he ran to look for him very happily. The youthful but delicate young man sang and circled around him, wrapping his soft arms around his trunk affectionately, and pressing his forehead together: " Thank you, Brother Ayan."

Brother Ayan... Brother Ayan...

He Yunyan pondered these four words over and over again, only to feel that the heart and soul were trapped in the soft clouds together, which was a sweet and joyful feeling.

He almost paranoidly thought that this was his boy alone.

It's a pity that the good times don't last long. The heart disaster relies on the heart disaster, because it often leaves people with endless regrets.

On the second day after Song Qi's transformation, He Yunyan woke up in the Heavenly Palace.

His heart calamity was over, together with the osmanthus tree that withered overnight.

He has turned back into that unreasonable ancient god, and everything ahead is like a dream.

It's just that he didn't expect that Song Qi would become the king of demons later on. He Yunyan had looked at the young man at him through the sea of ​​people at the banquet in the heaven countless times. Such a pair of clean and clear eyes could not let him let go calmly, but instead Let his thoughts have no place to rest.

He can no longer persuade himself to restrain himself, because the love that has been accumulated for many years has already been raging.

That's why there is such a forged ancestral ancient book, and the seven spirit beads transformed by his primordial spirit.

It's a grand reunion baited by love, even though his little fox has long forgotten him.

-

"So... the revitalization of the Yaozu is all fake?!"

Song Qi bit He Yunyan's shoulder hard.

The person holding him snorted, but there was a faint smile in his voice: "With me...you still have to worry about this?"

Oh too.

Song Qi thought belatedly, there seemed to be nothing in this world that He Yunyan could not do.

"Then...then why did you bully me like that in the last world? Do you have to let me fail the mission?" He was discouraged, and yelled aggrievedly in his arms.

Song Qiyou remembered Mu Che's slightly cold eyes, piercing into his heart like sharp ice edges.

"It's not that I want to bully you..." He Yunyan sighed, and said helplessly, "If you want to blame, blame Si Ming, he wrote the script... I don't have any memories in that world..."

"And Mu Che is not heartless... After learning the news of your disappearance, he sacrificed the entire sinking prison to be buried with you..."

"Song Qi, you have to know that because I love you, every soul of mine will retain the instinct to love you."

"Okay, don't say any more!" Song Qi covered his mouth with a red face, and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Then have you made up your mind?" He Yunyan looked at him with bent eyes.

"What... what?"

"How do you thank me..." He leaned down slightly, his slightly raised phoenix eyes were full of charm, "You will not forget what you said when you helped you transform 300 years ago, right?"

"No... not!" Song Qi whispered, poking his neck, "After you died, I cried for a long time..."

"Really?" He Yunyan smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, "It seems that my little fox also likes me very much."

"Then how about giving me yourself as a thank you gift?"

how is it going……

In the face of this well-arranged encounter, what else can I do besides say yes?