blues paradox

"what is that?!"

Lan Tuo looked at the scene in disbelief. Like those demons, it seemed to be an order or instinct imprinted in the soul and deep in the bone marrow. A kind of invincible fear suddenly rose in his body, and he wanted to do it. Kneel down on the ground and bow your head in worship.

His hands were clenched into fists, his nails were deeply embedded in his palms, and he used pain to suppress that almost instinctive action. His body trembled slightly, obviously resisting the immense coercion. Sweat trickled down his forehead and cheeks, seeping into his clothes.

Standing behind Lantiao, Xiu gently but irrefutably opened the young man's tightly clenched fingers one by one with a gesture of embracing Lantiao, there were traces of fingernails pinching the young man's palm gently whirling.He picked up the palm of Blues and put it on his lips for a light kiss, then clasped his fingers together, his movements were slow and firm, as if he was conducting some important ceremony, or making a solemn promise.

Lan Tuo's heart trembled, a stream of pure magic, like a narrow but continuous stream, slowly passed from the clasped palms and merged into the flesh and blood of his body, and he felt that almost suffocating force The coercion dissipated in an instant. Although it still existed and could be felt, it could no longer cause any impact. Lan Tuo looked down at the hand holding Xiu, and an indescribable soreness spread in his chest. With a touch of sweetness, he couldn't help showing a sweet and satisfied smile.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky again. The fluorescent green vortex seemed to be constantly rotating, creating a dangerous gust of wind to rage on the land of the Demon Realm; silver-blue lightning flashed around the vortex from time to time. Huge thunderstorms may fall from the sky at any time; the rain has no tendency to stop, drops of raindrops are continuously falling from the sky, blown everywhere by the raging wind, dyeing the clothes of the crowd red, or It fell to the ground and soaked into the soil soaked in an unknown amount of blood.

Xiu pulled the blue tone back a few steps, and said softly: "Let's go to the temple, I'm afraid we're going to be struck by thunder."

"Lightning?" Lan Tuo looked at the majestic temple behind him, then raised his head and looked at the sky with a complicated expression, "I thought there was no such so-called normal weather phenomenon in the Demon Realm, those thunder...will it really fall?"

"Yes." Xiu nodded calmly, his tone was affirmative but indifferent, "That is the attack of the emperor of the demon world."

Lan Tuo didn't say anything more, pulled Xiu's sleeves, and the two walked into the temple hand in hand, but were surprised to find that there were a few uninvited guests inside. When did the king of the Demon Realm engage in such an act of breaking into a private house?"

"It's just a refuge, is His Highness Xiu so stingy?"

Luo Yi stayed in the temple without the slightest unnaturalness, sitting casually leaning against a marble pillar, and beside him stood a respectful Li Li.Yun Ya and the mysterious priest also came, Yun Ya was lazily leaning against another stone pillar, and his inexplicable gaze was fixed on Li Li's body impartially, without any concealment or guilty conscience. Even if the other party didn't raise his head to look at him at all from the beginning to the end.The Priest of the Demon Realm is still wearing a large and rigorous black robe, buttoned all the way to the neck, giving him a rigid and serious look; he still wears the silver mask that covers his entire appearance, and his eyelids droop slightly, making it hard to see. Clear the emotion in his eyes.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a roar like thunder outside, and the silver-blue lightning mixed with the sound of thunder descended with an irresistible momentum, and the bright and dazzling light that passed away in a flash turned everyone's faces pale.Lan Tuo looked back through the huge door of the temple that had not been closed, and saw that the lightning that suppressed the thunder just fell in the direction of the magic palace, bursting into a circle of dazzling white light, accompanied by a bang like a blast, In the gradually dissipating dark light, countless houses and palaces were faintly seen collapsed into ruins in an instant, and even the originally flat ground was slightly sunken under the attack of the explosion, forming a huge pit.

Seeing this terrifying scene, Xiu and Luo Yi obviously didn't have the intention to tear each other down, because they both knew that this was just the beginning...

Only one thunderbolt can do this. Everyone looked up at the sky heavily, and countless silver-blue lightnings were shining and wandering in the sky, like noble and powerful dragons swimming in the sky. Feeling heavy and depressed, even his face became even more ugly, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: If all these thunder and lightning fall one after another... can there be even a small piece of intact land in this demon world?

"Father, if things go on like this, will the entire space where the Demon Realm is located be torn into pieces?" Lan Tuo said coldly, with an indelible worry in his eyes, like the ancient enchantment of a temple. Now, he is not too worried about these powerful thunder and lightning, but...if the entire space is shattered...

"Very likely." Xiu nodded, but his voice was calm and gentle. He stood beside the young man holding Blues' hand, looking calm and confident, as if he didn't care about the critical consequences at all. .

Seeing Xiu like this, Lan Tiao felt inexplicably at ease, and the corners of his lips curled up in a warm arc: With this person by his side, why would he be afraid even if he died right away?

As if to verify their guess, in the next second, several thunderbolts scrambled to fall from the sky, hitting the temple impartially, creating circles of light blue ripples on the enchantment around the temple, But it couldn't go any deeper, and the entire temple was illuminated almost like daytime. After a while, the power of the thunder and lightning gradually weakened and dissipated in the air.

"Look! There's nothing wrong there!"

"That palace... isn't that the temple of the Demon Realm?!"

"There must be a powerful barrier around the temple! Who set it up there?"

"No, how could the emperor destroy the demon world?! There must be the final salvation of the emperor of the demon world! Let's run to the temple!"

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All the demons in the demon city saw this miraculous scene. For a moment, a passion called hope overwhelmed the deep despair in their chests, and they all rushed towards the direction of the temple, but Because the night sky absorbs magic power, and dare not use teleportation or teleportation, they can only run over in the most primitive way of human beings.

The mighty crowd rushed towards the temple like a flood. Under the bright light of the thunder and lightning, they could only see a dense piece of darkness. Occasionally, some people used their magic power to teleport over with luck or because they forgot for a while. , but was sucked out of magic power in an instant and died.Occasionally, a few bolts of lightning fell into the crowd, and after a large group of people fell, more survivors stepped on their fragmented corpses like a tidal wave, continuously.

Lan Tuo looked at this scene through the door, and didn't know what it was like. Those demons knew that the thunder and lightning attacking the temple were more intensive and more destructive, but for that ray of life that was so vague that it was almost nothing. He rushed forward desperately.

Sighing deeply, Lan Tiao whispered inexplicably: "I never thought that there are so many demons in the Demon City..."

"Is Xiao Tiao'er afraid...or pity?"

Xiu tilted his head and looked at Lantiao meaningfully. He knew that Lantiao didn't hate killing, and even enjoyed the atmosphere of killing and tyranny. He was a qualified demon.But the scene in front of him is no longer a killing, but a unilateral naked slaughter!

"I don't know." Lan Tuo picked up a bunch of golden hair, wrapped it around his index finger, and pulled it gently. He lowered his head and said softly, "They are all just strangers, and I'm not the savior. Where does the mercy come from? Lan Tuo raised his head and looked at Xiu inexplicably, with a flash of pain in his eyes, he continued, "But seeing them struggling under the scythe of death at this moment, I feel inexplicably sad."

"Little Tiaoer..." Xiu stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of Lan Tuo's head, his slender and well-knit hands slid down the hair, saving the bundle of hair that had been miserably trampled by the young man, he raised it with his index finger The blue-toned chin was raised, and the thin and dense kisses fell on the corners of the boy's eyes, cheeks, and warm but slightly dry red lips. Words overflowed from his lips and wafted into the boy's ears, He said softly: "Don't Xiao Tiao like the Demon Realm...then the Demon Realm will never perish..."

"Father..." Lan Tuo felt that his throat was a little dry, and there was a strong anxiety in his heart. The words he wanted to say seemed to be choked in his throat, and even his voice became hoarse. After a while, he bit his lip and said emphatically : "Xiu, you know... I only like the Demon World with you, that's all..."

"This temple knows." Xiu said with a light smile. He let go of Lan Tiao, raised his sleeves slightly, and whispered a mantra in his mouth. There was a slight vibration, and dust and small stones fell down, but were bounced off by a faint barrier before falling on Xiu and Lantiao.

Lan Tuo stood there in a daze. At that moment, he was clearly close at hand, but he somehow felt that he was far away from him, so far away that he seemed to be separated from time and space, and he couldn't touch him no matter what. As if something he didn't want to see and tried to avoid was about to happen.

His heart was restless, seeing Xiu's familiar movements, he had vaguely guessed what this man was going to do, but he couldn't stop him.He wanted to get closer to Xiu, to the man he loved so much, but his feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, and he couldn't get out, so he could only watch Xiude's every move, unable to do anything, say nothing come out.

Soon, a small stone the size of a fingernail flew out from a certain corner of the temple, and after flying around the blues, it quietly fell into Xiu's palm. It's the sealing stone!

"You..." Lan Tuo looked at Xiu silently, his face was cold and expressionless, like a sculpture made of ice, he thought of a lot, he wanted to ask Xiu if he planned to do this from the beginning, he wanted to ask Xiu What is the purpose? He also wanted to ask Xiu if he had decided to abandon him a long time ago... However, he seemed to have thought nothing of it, and his heart was empty. He bit his lower lip and looked at Xiu as if begging, subconsciously low Muttering: "Father..."

"Goodbye, Xiaotiao'er..." Xiu looked at Lantiao coolly and indifferently, with an evil and charming smile on his lips, and his golden eyes were as gentle and pampering as ever.

He didn't even bother to cover it up, he just looked at Lansing gently with such a pair of eyes full of love, but he was doing something that made the young man extremely sad. Lips, knowing that the young man's delicate red lips were slightly swollen, he gently lowered his hand, leaned over and kissed the young man's lips, and they left immediately.

He walked past Lan Tuo, his silver hair was like the bright moon in the sky, it was a silver waterfall that fell from the nine heavens, strand by strand brushed over Lan Tuo's shoulders, like the silver light sprinkled all over the ground; the soft hair was faintly visible It crossed the young man's pale neck, which was almost sickly, leaving a few ambiguous crimson marks on it, but it was fleeting.

The dazzling silver-blue light of thunder and lightning bloomed above the temple, as if the brilliance of the sun was falling down, but without any warmth, through the huge door of the temple, the interior of the temple was illuminated into a world of black and white.Under this black-and-white curtain, Lan Tiao stood against the light, making it difficult to see his expression clearly. A tear slid down his cheek, reflecting a dazzling and crystal-clear stream of light under the dazzling light...

As they passed each other, two soft words echoed in their ears like gossamer. The tone was extremely flat, but it seemed that all the hatred and love were suppressed under this flatness, making the originally frivolous The words became heavy and condensed because of this.

"I'll make you regret it, father..."

"Goodbye, my little tune..."