Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

end of death.

Ellowyn's time-space god Karas and magician Olin seem to be no longer vague stories or images on murals, but the past imprinted in their fate, real, cruel and full of warmth like blood.

Ding Jingyi suddenly said again: "But I'm dead, leaving you alone in the world, no matter how I think about it, I'm sorry for your decision. So, I'm going to leave you for a while, calm down..."

1000 years ago is still entangled, Peng Yuan cursed in his heart, but thinking that he had been concerned about it before, the bullet screen of "double-standard black-faced cat" appeared again.

Ding Jingyi turned his face away and snapped his fingers. The usual instant invisibility magic turned into a PPT-like fading away today.

Peng Yuan quickly threw him down: "I'm afraid I'll be lonely, and I still want to run away? Are you speaking human words!"

Ding Jingyi covered her face with her hands: "It's too embarrassing. I have to run away from home for an hour. Don't worry, I will reply to the message. Even if I don't reply, you can find it. Just go to a place where you can't see the sea."

Peng Yuan hugged him even tighter: "This is a hotel, not a home, so you can't run away from home."

"But I'm going to calm down."

"You take a shower."

The corner of Ding Jingyi's mouth twitched again, he spit out "Yes", got up from the bed, and went into the bathroom.

The bathroom in the hotel is just a glass room. Through the frosted glass, Peng Yuan can see his boyfriend sitting on the toilet with his clothes off, the thinker propping up his chin like a sculpture, motionless.The water in the bathtub was gurgling and gradually overflowing.

Peng Yuan opened the note, and shouted without raising his head: "You are considered "running away from the bedroom", and the countdown starts from now, one hour. "

A low "oh" came from the bathroom.

Peng Yuan understood the entanglement, during the night when the background sound was "嘤", he hugged his boyfriend and reviewed his few memories, lest he did something to destroy the love, full of confusing bedfellow dreams feel.

However, the two have the same thoughts and views, so there is a coincidence and intimacy like meeting in a dream.

Peng Yuan dragged his chair to the other side of the frosted glass, opened the note to the reader's email, and read silently in his heart:

"No. 14 nights before the "Oath of the Seven Gods", the magician Olin ushered in the god of death.Reaper appeared in his study, his back to Orin behind the many papers.

Death said: "Even you cannot violate the laws of life. If you insist on staying awake, I will take you away."

"Olin bowed his head humbly: "Great death! Before you take me away, I want to know more, are you willing to serve my monarch?"

"The Grim Reaper ignored his questions beyond his authority and continued to ask: "Why did you choose to die?" On the issue of death, the Grim Reaper's authority is absolute, and no living being can refuse his questions and must answer them directly.

Olin thought for a moment and said, "I'm tired of taking on the responsibility of the country, so I want to go to you, so that I can make room for mature nephews and nieces, and I can also answer to the monarch."

"The god of death smiled: "You have fine clothes and fine food, riches and honor, and sincere love. These three kinds of happiness account for one kind of creature and are not afraid to challenge me. You have enjoyed the supreme happiness, but you want to come to a silent death? "

"Olin spread his hands: "Creatures understand happiness, but they don't understand pain. Bearing happiness itself is also a kind of pain, because you have to worry that it will disappear and leave you every moment.

Only in the moment when happiness fades does the world take on what it really is: the essence of life is a reassuring fall. "

"Death turned around: "As far as I know, your life is a mixture of many small misfortunes and rare great fortunes. Why do you worry that happiness brings pain?"

"Olin sighed: "The loss of my mother taught me that love cannot last; the loss of my father taught me that hatred has an end; my brother refused to accept my love, but I worked all my life for his country. As long as this labor lasts, I Love for anyone is false. I cannot leave the country, only death can forgive this stupidity."

"Death God asked again: "Philia Ya hid you in the snow, but Ain defied all opinions and used you; as much as Gore hates you, Karas Kuraflo loves you as much. Your denial of yourself is It is the blasphemy of kings and gods, and this is the greatest folly."

"Olin blinked his bloodshot eyes: "This is happiness that shouldn't belong to me, it makes me yearn for it, and I want to escape from it completely."

"A black mist rose from the corner of the study, and the god of death left, because love and persuasion are not the duty of the god of death. Fourteen days later, he appeared again at the ceremony venue of the "Oath of the Seven Gods" and took away the magician Olin s life.

Peng Yuan swiped across the page, corrected the erroneous quotes in the notes, and muttered: "My mother, she died of an orthopedic attempt and became a sick girl. I read this passage when I was still in high school, and I didn't understand it at first. ..."

After complaining, Peng Yuan couldn't help thinking about it.The two have been together for more than three months, and they can be said to be perfect roommates. The tacit understanding in life can even beat 100% of the couples who dispute and divorce in the country.

Although Peng Yuan felt a little evasive, he found that he had never considered Ding Jingyi's inner pursuit.

Apart from love, Peng Yuan doesn't want to have anything to do with the God of Time and Space, so what is the relationship between Ding Jingyi and the magician Aolin?

When Peng Yuan replied to the reader's email, it was only 10 minutes after "running away from the bedroom".

Peng Yuan took out his mobile phone and tapped the frosted glass: "Come to the small double row, and the diamond bureau will fry fish."

After 2 minutes, the figure in the bathroom squirmed: "I can't log in, the network is too bad."

"I can, the signal in the bathroom is not good, you come out."

The sliding door of the bathroom swung open, and Ding Jingyi came out naked, sat on the sofa diagonally across from Peng Yuan, and said lazily, "Oh, there's a signal."

Peng Yuan sat next to Ding Jingyi: "I've opened the room."

Ding Jingyi raised her legs to avoid it, and sat on the armrest of the sofa.

Peng Yuan patted his leg: "Come quickly."

Ding Jingyi leaned on the pillow without hesitation.Peng Yuan clicked to start matching, "Run away from the bedroom" was over, but some new confusion had just begun.

89. Chapter 89

Peng Yuan looked at the news on his mobile phone, and the upright black driving group and Anna's board game group were all filled with 99, and he and Ding Jingyi were both at the top, and even socialized for them in the travel group some.

Anna: "I'm going to make a pesticide right now, and see if you guys are secretly working together."

Geng Zhi: "The maid in the hotel board game bar is gone. You must have stolen Brother Mao and Teacher Ding to drink tea."

Peng Yuan looked at the chat records, thinking that it would be a pity that this group of talents did not become UP masters.

Emotionally, Peng Yuan still declined the play invitations one by one. He had to sort out his boyfriend's little thoughts before coaxing him well.

Otherwise, speaking closer, if there is no background sound at night, it will cause insomnia;

In the long run, if the disagreement between him and Ding Jingyi started from this point, it must be corrected quickly.

But what to do?

Ding Jingyi's voice called Peng Yuan's attention back: "Ah, I'm on the first floor, this number can't be hidden. I'll grab a shooter, what do you have?"

"I'll take an assist and swim."

This time Peng Yuan took Zhang Fei and was next to Ding Jingyi's Gongsunli.The Fifty-Star King went to the Diamond Bureau to fry fish as he pleased. Ding Jingyi got a triple kill in 2 minutes, but his face was full of displeasure: "We will kill three in the bottom lane and send three in the top lane. It's too good. Is not fun."

Peng Yuan had a serious face: "The daily yin and yang situation, I call this the law of head conservation."

"Hahaha..." Ding Jingyi flicked the phone, "We'll talk about it in three minutes."

Peng Yuan rubbed Ding Jingyi's hair: "Do you love passive games so much? I can't bring them back with support."

Ding Jingyi touched the remote control and turned on the music channel: "In the middle of the high ground, there is no assassin who can catch me at this level--falling from the previous level."

Having said that, Peng Yuan still weighed the odds of his Xuance Yunzhongjun Li Bai vs Gongsunli, and felt that it would be difficult to say if there was a fried fish on the opposite side.

I re-estimated the situation again: the economy was poor in the early stage, but what I was afraid of was that once the 6 minutes came, the other three passersby's mentality collapsed and they collectively surrendered.

Thinking of this, Peng Yuan manipulated Zhang Fei to follow his side Ake, and if there was one less hang up, the teammate's mentality would be less collapsed.

However, the rhythm of the diamond game is still quite relaxed, and teammates even have time to talk in the chat channel.

Taking advantage of the wave of team battles, Peng Yuan returned to the spring, placed Ding Jingyi on the sofa, and threw himself on him.

Ding Jingyi waved his arm a few times: "Am I a mobile phone holder or a black-faced cat pad?"

Peng Yuan poked Ding Jingyi's chin: "On-hook otters are not allowed to speak."

"Playing a game so seriously, can't I just hang up?"

Gongsunli twitched his ears and got into the wild area. Amid the tangy fragrance of roses, he was caught by Jun Yunzhong.

When the failed settlement popped up, Ding Jingyi suddenly said: "Ah Yuan, I sometimes feel that the life so far is too good, and I have to do something to hurt myself to ensure that this goodness continues."

Peng Yuan pinched Ding Jingyi's face, and then pointed to his heart: "I don't allow you to hurt yourself, because it will hurt you to enter the emergency room."

After being pinched like this, Ding Jingyi stopped talking.

Peng Yuan touched his bereaved boyfriend again: "If this was the ranking two years ago, if the fight made others feel uncomfortable, someone would add you and scold you. If you agree, it would be quite boring.

Hanging up the game is not only hurting oneself, but also hurting the game experience of ten people on both sides.we play behind closed doors