How to Raid the Beauty Master

The crimson petals in the sky are left leisurely, and they raid every corner of the world with the faint fragrance.There is a breeze blowing slowly, the petals are swaying, and the wind chimes are ringing softly.

Lian Feng was once again in the peach forest. This time, like last time, his body was transparent, as thin as a piece of paper.

Under the peach grove, the man in the silver armor sat cross-legged, with a gilt Guqin on his lap.He squinted his eyes slightly, with a faint smile on his face.He lowered his eyes and stared at his fingertips, his jade fingers gently plucked the strings, and then a graceful melody came out.

As he stroked the long qin, there was a flash of golden light around the qin, changing in circulation.When the sound of the piano spread, the golden light shone brighter, and then a phantom of a phoenix appeared in the light, falling in front of him and changing into a human form.It was a god who looked like a ten-year-old boy.

"Who are you? Why is my zither in your hands!" The young man frowned and looked at the person in front of him for a moment. He sensed the divine power in him, and knew that his spiritual power was superior, and it was even worse compared to him.But he was not timid, he raised his eyebrows upside down, deliberately showing a fierce look, in an attempt to intimidate.

"You will be my man from now on, and you and this piano will belong to me." After the man answered his question, he stopped plucking the strings, and put his hands back on his knees.He raised his eyes to look at the young man in front of him, with the corners of his eyes slightly bent, and said softly: "You are the qin spirit of Diwuqin, from now on you will be called Diwu."

The young man was obviously dissatisfied with his act of arbitrarily advocating for a name, and he also felt baffled by what he said that he would be his person in the future.

With a muffled snort, he quickly snatched the Diwu Qin from his lap, held it in his arms, and said sharply: "Why do you snatch my Qin? I don't know you, so why is it yours?"

The man smiled instead of anger, with a calm tone and gentle eyes, "You were originally a fire phoenix perched on the phoenix tree. Back then, the gods took the tung wood qin and integrated your Yuanling into the qin. In this life, you are the qin spirit Reborn, with the divine power of Emperor Wuqin, you are a born warrior. And I am the God of War, and it is the fate arranged by the gods for you to join my command and fight in all directions."

The young man is ignorant of world affairs, but he also knows that Zunshen is the Lord of all gods, and it is Zunshen's will that he is reborn as a god in this life.He didn't doubt the intention of the god, but he still had doubts about the person in front of him.

"How do you prove it?" the boy asked coldly.

The man raised his hand, exposing his wrist, a golden light flashed, a red silk thread appeared on his wrist, and the other end was tied to the boy's wrist.

"This is the rope of marriage, which is tied by the gods in our hands." The man's voice became more gentle, like a spring breeze, "The rope of marriage connects you and me, and I appoint you as my future little husband. In the future, you will marry me and marry me." Let me protect the world together. This is the will of the gods."

After the words fell, he took the marriage rope and continued: "The Emperor Wuqin is a divine tool, and it has spirituality. If there is no god's instruction, even this god can't play it. You know it. So, you can trust me ?”

"Since it is the arrangement of the gods, I will obey." The young man was still a little unconvinced, but his tone was not so sharp, as if he was a little influenced by his gentleness.

"You are unwilling and unable to change the arrangement of fate. You have been my person since birth, and this god shoulders the responsibility of protecting you. I will marry you in the future and protect the common people and all souls together."

His eyes were extremely gentle, and his voice became softer, "Di Wu—this will be your name from now on, you can call me Lord God of War."

The young man learned to say: "Lord God of War."

The man nodded, rubbed his head with his big hands, and called softly, "Awu."

……

The surrounding wind suddenly became stronger, rolling up bright red petals all over the ground, covering the long sky like a red mist.

Lian Feng was blown up by the strong wind, flying lightly into the distance like a piece of shredded paper.The world in front of me slowly darkened, and after a long time it came back to light again, and the scene has changed.

At this time, he was on the Heavenly Palace, surrounded by colorful clouds, and the clear chirping of birds could be heard in his ears. They seemed to be very excited, and they were flying to where they were singing happily.

At his feet stood gorgeous palaces. The white jade-like pillars constituted the main body of the main hall, decorated with golden tiles.

Lianfeng floated slowly with the breeze, passed countless halls, and finally stopped in front of a temple hung with red silk in Tianjiao. The plaque on the door of the temple said "War God Temple".

Hundreds of birds flew low around the hall, chirping, as if bringing blessings.

Di Wu was wearing a red wedding dress, looking out from the window.He looked forward to it, and clasped his hands anxiously.

The clouds in the sky come and go, go and come again.He waited for several hours, but he still didn't get the palanquin for the man to greet his relatives.

A black shadow flashed in the sky and stopped over the temple.This person covered his face with a black veil, and held a body in one hand.He glanced at the bloody face under his hand, chuckled lightly, then let go of his palm suddenly, and the body fell straight down like that.

It was a corpse in a wedding dress.It's God of War.

"The god of war has disobeyed, and I have asked this god to deal with it. This god has come to return his body. Today is the big wedding, you collect his body well, and you have the right to be my god to fulfill you, a bitter couple."

Wuhen wiped the blood on his hands, and frowned in disgust.He didn't want to watch the crying scene of their parting, turned into a beam of light and left first.

The red figure rushed out of the dormitory, stood blankly in front of the corpse for a moment, then knelt down on the ground, and embraced his cold and tattered body into his arms.Extremely sad and indignant, he was so angry that he suddenly lost his voice and vomited blood.

Di Wu wept silently, his heart ashamed.He just stroked his face over and over again, trembling slightly.

Obviously there was no crying or sensationalism in this farewell, Lian Feng watched from the sidelines, but for some reason his eyes suddenly became wet.He suddenly felt suffocation in his chest, and a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had been stabbed.He clutched his chest hard, looked at the two people on the ground, his mind was blank.

He didn't know why he felt sad, obviously they were two people who had nothing to do with him, but just because they looked alike, could he empathize with them?

Lian Feng was immersed in sad emotions and couldn't extricate himself, and even drew two water marks on his cheeks.

It wasn't until his body was blown up by the wind again, and the world in front of him fell into darkness again, that his consciousness seemed to be relieved, and he broke away from the distant dream and woke up.

Right now he was in a dark void, his body was dragged by some kind of force, and he was about to fly into a huge vortex under his feet.

There are countless ghosts and monsters floating around him.Like him, they were also pulled by some kind of force to fall into the black hole below the vortex.

No matter whether it is a ghost or a demon, there is no power to fight against it.The ghost who was closer fell into it first, and was quickly smashed into a cloud of red mist.

Then the vortex absorbed their power, growing stronger and more terrifying.

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