The Reader and Protagonist Definitely Have to Be in True Love

The huge group of carriages was driving on the bright sea of ​​clouds, and Tianma stepped on the white clouds as if stepping on a real object, and the wind blowing while running blows the soft and snow-white flocs into waves.This magnificent scene was so magnificent that Du Ze couldn't help being completely absorbed, and even forgot about the bloody storm inside the carriage.

Suddenly there was a sense of weightlessness, but it was Tianma pulling the carriage and slamming into the sea of ​​clouds below.A thick white mist passed by quickly, Du Ze only felt that his eyes were dark, the carriage had already passed through the clouds, and what he saw was the Chaos Continent divided into pieces - several interlaced white lines divided the Chaos Continent into several regions , because of the distance, so I can't see what the "white line" is.I don't know if it's because he's used to the brightness above the clouds, but Du Ze feels that the Chaos Continent is very dark and gloomy. The contrast at this moment makes him feel like a god has fallen from the clouds and become a mortal.

The group of carriages descended very fast, and Du Ze stared at the black dot underneath which was getting bigger and closer, and finally a palace of thousands of square meters appeared in his vision.In front of the palace was a huge square, a large space was cleared, just enough for the entire carriage to land.

As soon as the three got off the carriage, the soldiers who had been waiting at the gate of the palace for a long time blew their horns in unison, and the court mage released magic fireworks to extend a warm welcome to them.

"Welcome the governor and inspector to the eighth heaven." The official at the front of the welcoming queue led everyone to bow their heads and kneel in front of the carriage. "The arrival of all of you has given this place supreme glory."

From the corner of his eye, Du Ze glanced at the governor who said "I shine, therefore I exist". Well, it is really an honor.He couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the welcome team who chose to kneel in front of the Governor: It's so fucking witty!

Facing the compliment from the team leader, the governor snorted arrogantly, and marched towards the palace arrogantly surrounded by the crowd.Xiu had released Old John, so Eric, who faced the three of them, seemed even more lonely.Seeing Eric look over, the dwarf opened his small hand, and a tiny gray light leaped from his palm and passed through Eric's brow.Xiu looked at the unscathed Eric, and he said "What a pity", but there was not much regret in the amber eyes, but full of innocence and malice like a child's prank.

There is no doubt at all, if it wasn't for the ban on martial arts here, Xiu would definitely have killed Eric at that moment.

"Why are you two always dawdling?"

The governor roared towards this side at the entrance of the palace, Xiu glanced at Eric, and then pulled Du Ze to walk towards the large army, Old John naturally followed, leaving Eric frozen in place, he stood motionless After a while, he finally walked away silently.

The leader of the team was extremely enthusiastic and respectful. According to reports, he was the consul of the Eighth Heaven.The Eighth Heaven is the name of a region. The Chaos Continent of the Tianzu dungeon seems to be divided into several regions, and each region is named after the number of days.Du Ze discovered another page of Zhiqiu's heinous laziness, which is basically the classification of heaven in Dante's "Divine Comedy".According to this setting, the heavens are divided into nine heavens, the first heaven is at the bottom, and the ninth heaven is the area closest to the gods.In "Mixed Blood", the first heaven of the Tianzu dungeon should be the most chaotic continent, and the ninth heaven may be the place where you meet the God of Light BOSS?Du Ze was actually at a loss. The mission line of the Celestial Clan dungeon is still unclear. He originally thought it was an escort mission, but the fact that the previous attack was invalid completely rejected his original guess. Let the climbers do what.

At this time, a group of people were being warmly received by the consul. As the highest-ranking officials of the eighth heaven, the consul had been accompanying them all the time.This kind of hospitality is not so much enthusiasm as it is trying to please them.After leading the crowd to visit the palace, the consul arranged luxurious accommodation for them.The luminous body naturally had the best room, but when it was Xiu and Eric's turn, there was a little problem with the room allocation.

"I live with him?"

Xiu's voice didn't fluctuate at all, and he asked him the question of sharing a room with Eric flatly.It was this emotionless tone that made the Consul on the opposite side startled in a cold sweat.

"Master Inspector, are you dissatisfied with this arrangement?"

In fact, the room that the Consul arranged for Xiu and Eric was very large. It consisted of a common lounge and two bedrooms.Although the two bedrooms are next to each other, they are still two separate private spaces once the door is closed.But even so, the cute master seems to be unable to bear the fact that his old enemy is only a wall away from him.

"An eyesore."

The poor consul couldn't tell whether Xiu was saying that he was an eyesore, or that another inspector was an eyesore and didn't want to live with him.At this time, Eric next to him also said: "Is there another room? I'll go there."

"I'm really sorry, the other rooms are not worthy of your status."

"It's okay, just normal."

The consul stared at the light feather on Eric, and shook his head resolutely. "This is against the rules. Your status is high, and you must have a room that matches your noble status."

He bowed deeply to Eric and Xiu: "The two inspectors, please rest well in this room."

Afterwards, no matter what Xiu or Eric said, the consul kept his 90-degree bow and repeated that sentence mechanically.The attitude of the tower is very clear, that is, to put Xiu and Eric in the same space.The stupid and cute reader adjusted his glasses silently, a reflection flashed across the mirror, ding.

Xiaosheng has already seen through you, author.

This is a very common novel routine. Before the final decisive battle, the protagonist may not have a girl or a younger brother, but he will definitely meet his old enemy, and then start their last fateful duel in the bleak wind.After a lot of fighting, the old enemy fell down after exerting his residual heat, completing his life of giving experience to the protagonist, which is sad and weeping.Usually before the duel, the author who has experience in spilling dog blood will arrange a plot, let the protagonist and the old enemy chat and talk in the cold wind first.After some conversations, both of them got to know each other better and resonated with each other, but they still had to fight each other.This kind of "if it weren't for fate, we would be the best gay (?) friends" plot is more popular with readers than pure mutual pinching, especially some kind of lady group, they usually evolve from talking to talking sex.

In order to serve the masses of readers, Yiying Zhiqiu Juebi also made a similar plot arrangement. You see, in order to let the cute master and Eric chat and have sex (g), that guy not only set the copy of the Tianzu as a forbidden weapon, Moreover, Xiu and Eric had a double carriage play and a double dormitory play. Du Ze could fully predict that there would be more double play waiting for the cute master and the holy son in the next journey.Yiying Zhiqiu's evil intentions are so straightforward that a certain idiot can't stand it anymore, the author is right next to the cute master and Eric shouting: It's all set to this point, you guys are going to be honest !

Author, you are naughty again.

Xiu clearly expressed his displeasure, his wrinkled bun face looked very poignant.Eric didn't object much, he looked at Du Ze and Xiu and seemed to be thinking about something.During the stalemate, an attendant knocked on the door and entered.

"My lord, the luncheon is ready."

The administrator finally withdrew from the NPC mode, and said to them graciously: "I have held a welcome banquet for you, and I hope that the two adults will have the honor to attend."

Du Ze thought it was a small banquet, but he didn't expect the administrator to make such a big show.The luncheon was held in gardens the size of four football fields, and the tables were filled with exquisite food and colorful plants, which looked beautiful and delicious.Everything at the banquet is carefully placed, people in costumes come and go between the tables, and the fountain formed by wine sprays white foam in the air, and the taste of luxury is everywhere.

Du Ze saw the governor without any effort, even though he was surrounded by a large group of people, he still couldn't stop his presence-filled light.After passing Xiu and the people around Eric looked at them with admiration and eager eyes, and soon someone took the lead in showing their kindness to them, and the words of praise were beyond words.This is a beginning, and more and more people are like tiny iron filings attracted by a magnet, and they are constantly gathering.Eric was soon surrounded, and there were many people on Xiu's side who wanted to get close. When Old John politely smashed a hole more than ten meters deep on the ground, no one dared to touch Xiu's bad luck.

The two enjoyed a relatively quiet lunch. Old John went to the dining table to bring food for them. Du Ze stared dumbfounded at the mechanical puppet with two plates in his hands, four plates on his arms, two plates on his shoulders, and a plate on his head. A plate, with a smile on his face, walked towards them briskly.Du Ze and Xiu's ability to digest food was far behind Old John's supply speed, and a certain Chu Meng struggled to finish ten dishes and died.

"Drink something to digest food?" Xiu suggested.

Old John's speed of taking drinks was as fast as taking food. The drinks he brought were not only large in number, but also rich in variety.Du Ze looked at the goblets of various colors in front of him, and his eyes were dazzled by the selection.At this moment, Xiu stretched out his hand to hold a goblet filled with bluish-white liquid, and held it up in front of Du Ze.

"I remember you liked the smell."

Du Ze took it subconsciously. He smelled the faint fruity fragrance, which gave him a sense of familiarity, and at the same time, a sense of strangeness that he remembered long ago.

"This is fruit wine." Old John smiled and carried out the science popularization: "Its production process is simple, the taste is mellow, and it will make people warm when drinking, so it is very popular among mercenaries."

Du Ze finally remembered when he drank this kind of wine. When he was climbing the snow mountain, the wine that Edie gave him tasted like this.Du Ze took a sip, and the familiar fruity aroma blossomed between his lips and tongue, and warmly flowed down his throat, making him unable to resist taking another sip.

After a few sips, a cup will be bottomed out.Just as Du Ze put down the empty wine glass, a new glass of fruit wine appeared under his nose.

"There are still many more here." Xiu Wan said with his eyes wide open.

Du Ze stared at the curved corner of Xiu's mouth, feeling an inexplicable sense of crisis for some reason.A certain fool asked cautiously: "Aren't you going to drink?"

"I'll drink." Xiu handed the wine glass to Du Ze, and picked up a glass of fruit wine himself.Seeing this, Old John seemed a little hesitant to speak: "Little master, drinking alcohol will lead to consciousness..."

Before Old John finished speaking, Xiu drank the fruit water and wine in one gulp, and before he put down the glass, he fell down.

"Clang clang."

The wine glass fell to the ground with a crisp sound, Du Ze hugged the fallen Xiu in a panic, and the cute master lay softly in his arms, with his eyes closed, it was obvious that he had lost consciousness.The dwarf's long and curly eyelashes trembled with his breathing, his light coffee-colored hair slid down his face, and his fair and tender face was slightly flushed by the alcohol, which was simply inducing a crime.

"Oh, I just thought it would be like this." Old John shook his head helplessly, and smiled in a tone that couldn't help children: "Little masters have always been incapable of drinking."

Du Ze held the drunk Xiu in a daze, and his world view was impacted unprecedentedly.

Fuck it's unscientific!No matter in which fantasy novel, the setting of dwarves has always been an alcoholic, and the options given are "you give me a drink and I will hang out with you". The dwarves who appeared in "Mixed Blood" also carried forward the spirit of wine and wine very well, but what kind of rhythm is it that the dwarves, the ancestors of the dwarves, just pour a glass? !

Old John saw Du Ze's doubts, and explained: "Alcohol can numb the nerves. Gnomes require precision when making machinery, so little masters don't drink."

...it's almost as powerful as a racial talent.Du Ze looked at Xiu in his arms. The cute master is definitely not a person who can't drink, but because of the dwarf's delicate body and soft body, he fell into the street like this.

Naturally, he couldn't stay in the luncheon in such a state as the cute master. Old John went to send the alarmed consul to wait for the NPC. Du Ze picked up Xiu and left the luncheon to return to the double room before.He walked into the bedroom on the left with Xiu behind his back, and just as he put the sleepy dwarf on the big soft bed, he heard someone calling him.

"My Lord God."

Eric's voice came from behind, and Du Ze turned around to see the blond son standing at the door, smiling brightly at him.

When your best friend's old enemy calls you to stop, what will you do?

A. Ignore him.

B. Talk to him.

When Du Ze was entangled in the two options with a cold and noble face, Eric only did one thing, making a certain fool choose B to give up the treatment.

"You left out your book." In Eric's hands, some wicked little porn book glowed.

[System: Dear, did you drop doujinshi, integrity, or soap ~ please answer. 】A certain stupid cute mind was instantly filled with "WTF". When eating lunch, he sat with a doujinshi under his buttocks. A series of things happened later made him completely forget the existence of that monster!

Why, by chance, was picked up by the old enemy again...

Eric came over and handed the doujinshi to Du Ze.Probably because he caught a glimpse of the cover of the erotic book during the delivery process, Eric paused slightly, as if remembering something, his neck turned red.When Du Ze looked over, Master Shengzi, who was always looking straight ahead, dodged his eyes for the first time.

Du Ze... Du Ze no longer thinks about what kind of image he is in Eric's heart, he began to slam his morals: what's wrong with a man being perverted!

Doujinshi: Ruzi can be taught.

Seeing that Du Ze accepted the doujinshi calmly (the fog was heavy), Eric quickly returned to normal.Although there was still some redness on his skin, he looked directly at Du Ze again with firmness as before, as well as undisguised joy and admiration.

"I can finally talk to you." Eric smiled sunnyly, and he glanced at Xiu who was unconscious on the bed. "If he's awake, I can't talk to God Envoy."

Du Ze silently gave the Son's support.I got 32 likes, even though I know he is a gentleman (pervert) who carries a little porn book with him, he still insists that he is their savior.In fact, Du Ze also thought about asking Eric for information. It was this holy son who led him to be brought to the Temple of Light and meet the God of Light.

"My lord envoy, why are you with him?" Eric's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of offending Du Ze or waking Xiu up. "Why not destroy this heresy?"

"He's not a heretic!"

This was probably the first time in a long time that Du Ze refuted others so loudly. The male voice with some subtle timbre was like ripples spreading on the water surface, slightly vibrating the air.Not only Eric, but even the person who spoke was stunned.

"...Master Envoy, my god has told me everything, he is indeed a heretic." Eric's tone became heavy. "Whether it's the connection between the front and the back of the continent, or the overlap between the God Realm and the mainland, the chaotic state of the Chaos Continent is all because of his existence."

The cross-linking of the mainland is clearly his masterpiece—well, it makes sense that the original text of "Mixed Blood" is Xiu's masterpiece.As for the coincidence of God Realm and Continent also being caused by Xiu, Du Ze felt that it was a little nonsense. Could it be that the God of Light pushed all the accidents to Mengzhu? !

"These are not the most important. The most terrifying thing about him as a heretic is: that person will destroy the Chaos Continent!" Eric stared at Du Ze, not letting go of the slightest tremor of the black-haired youth. "My lord envoy, you know this, right..."

Of course he knew that whether it was the page of Zhiqiu outside the novel or the time corridor inside the novel, they all straightforwardly showed him the doomed ending, but——

"So what."

"God envoy... my lord...?"

Unbelievable flashed across Eric's expression, as if he couldn't believe that the envoy he admired would say that.Du Ze didn't seem to see Eric's shock, he stared at Eric's blond hair, it was a color without shade, it always gave people a good impression.

He knew that such a person, who had been betrayed countless times and betrayed countless times, made that person negated. Whether it was the value of self-existence or the certainty of self-existence, they were all denied by others.

[When you die, everyone will be happy. 】

So the poor man doesn't know who he is anymore, he's shattered and he's utterly alone.Because there is no self-existence and no concept of being alive, that person treats everyone—including himself—as symbols without concepts.

【But I'm not happy.So to make me happy, everybody go to hell, huh? ] This is the protagonist in "Mixed Blood".

"He will destroy the world, so I will stop him." Du Ze said.

Eric's eyes lit up, and before he had time to be happy, he saw the black-haired young man on the opposite side say indifferently and flatly: "You choose to kill, I choose to save, that's all."

Du Ze's gaze was clearly cold and meaningless, but Eric's heart seemed to be pulled hard, and the bitter taste that came up could not tell whether it was anger or shame.

——Love all people, redeem sinners; let ordinary people believe in the light, and let the fallen return to the light, shouldn't this be what the Temple of Light advocates?

That person was so mocking.

"I... believe that my God will not give up on anyone who yearns for the light." Eric tried hard to defend Du Ze, and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to Du Ze, as if he wanted to save something. "but--"

"Tear--!"

Eric withdrew his hand abruptly. He glanced at his fingers subconsciously. There was no wound on the tip of his hand—any attack here would be ineffective. The sound of tearing silk just now was the sound of the other party tearing up the space.

"Didn't I say it before?"

The attacker who nearly cut off Eric's fingers narrowed his scarlet eyes, his fan-like ear fins slightly open.

"Don't touch him, trash!"

The author has something to say: Author: Love to be honest.

Protagonist (dragging readers away): Well, let’s meet in Tanyi.

Reader: ...what's wrong! QQ