Lanshan Snow

The red rope is dyed with bright and clean silk soaked in red vermilion. The color is extremely bright and bright.Qiu Bodeng turned his wrist and found that it was not the usual slipknot of the hand rope.

"... Dead knot?" He asked late.

Wizard Thule gave a "hmm".

"Why do you like these unsolvable things so much?" The young master complained.

"Don't let Arlan take it down." Wizard Tule felt no guilt about his excess, and only played with the bell at the bottom of the rope with his fingertips.

Jingle, jingle.

The crisp voice made the young master's face hot, he was a little unsure if this guy did it on purpose...

You know, the red string and silver bells have always been worn by the children of the aristocratic family in Dongzhou for pet cats!

Cats are pampered and mischievous, and they often don’t know where to hide, but as long as they tie a bell, they will know where they are hiding in with a slight movement—no matter how deep or hidden, they will be forcibly carried out by the owner.But usually, as soon as the sound of jingle bells rings, you will know where this kind of petite and willful little guy is playing wild.

Two small, delicate bells that make a crisp sound are the most obvious markers.

When people see it, they know that it is the owner.

The young master didn't have any objection to Wizard Thule wearing this on himself.He has long been used to the Thule wizards who like to add all kinds of strong ownership marks to themselves-after all, this kind of behavior of a certain person is completely deepened step by step with his own connivance.

Acceptable is accepted. When I really heard it, I was a bit ashamed.

"Okay, okay..." He shyly shyly pushed away his lover's messy fingertips, "Don't do it."

As a result, those two silver bells were made by some unknown method, and Qingmin was surprisingly sensitive, as soon as she moved casually, they rang again.

Wizard Thule smiled slightly.

Qiu Bodeng: "..."

He glared at Wizard Thule angrily, pulled the bastard's hand over, and bit down viciously to vent his anger.Wizard Tule let him bite, and only picked him up with one hand, and pulled him into his arms.The cloak woven with fire and phoenix feathers slipped, and the young wizard's fingers caught the boy's silver embossed belt.

Section by section unraveled.

The young master, who was grinding his teeth, was still annoyed, and grabbed Wizard Thule's hand.

Be careful not to touch it.

Wizard Thule paused for a moment, and didn't really want to provoke the bad-tempered Arlan too much. He only gently parted the dark red undress, and wrapped his strong arms around the gentle young man.Pull the distance between the two extremely close.It was so close that Qiu Bodeng was completely embedded in his arms.

His arms are really warm.

It was so warm that Qiu Bodeng felt drowsy again.

It's amazing.

It was this person who tossed him so hard that he couldn't fall asleep every time, but it was also this person who made him sleep peacefully every time.

Thinking about it, Qiu Bodeng stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his lover.

The palace was silent, and the sunlight pierced through the curtains, casting bright patches on the carpet.In the gap, there are golden light dust flying.

Everything is a lonely warm color.

The afterglow of the setting sun always makes people have such a strange feeling.When you watch it alone, you will feel sad, but if you have someone with you, it will become magnificent and majestic.During the sunset, you can't help but hug the person who accompanied you tightly, as if with him, even falling into the dark is no longer scary.

"...I asked my uncle and the others to disclose all the drawings of the immortal spells and formations of the aristocratic family," Qiu Bodeng leaned his chin on the shoulder of the Tule wizard, and his eyes fell on the light blocks of the curtains, curled up naturally. The eyelashes were coated with a layer of afterglow in the golden dust, "Ah Luo, there will be war in the world."

And the fire of war was ignited by him himself.

At the time when the Xianmen family was conquering the snowfield, the Dongzhou enemy family swept across the world.

Blow up the arsenal that forged Tiangong, and burn tens of thousands of flying boats and wooden kites into flames.Blow up the high pavilion where the scriptures are collected, and throw the vast sea of ​​immortal magic and alchemy into the countryside and cities.

An unprecedented conquest.

Not robbing business routes or wealth, just to break the prelude to a turmoil.

A sunset like molten gold.

The Golden Crow Shenzhou soared into the sky from the billowing thick smoke, swept across the land of the Twelve Continents, and scattered countless sparks.

Tens of thousands of immortal spells fell into the streets and alleys, and tens of thousands of blueprint formations fell into the city and countryside.The lofty realm of immortals is suddenly opened to hundreds of millions of mortals and ants - no longer need to enter the immortal gate, no longer need to be a slave dog of the aristocratic family, born in the world, everyone can achieve Taoism and become immortal.

If the aristocratic family monopolizes everything, then let everything owned by the aristocratic family become everything that everyone owns.

If the flying boat and the wooden kite have become an irreversible torrent, then let the torrent destroy the torrent.

If the flames of war never stop, let it completely burn the old era and the old world.

It's like the family replaces the fairy gate, and let the mortal replace the immortal: the beggar who picked up the fairy art, the woman who picked up the blueprint, the frightened and angry scholar gate-how much hatred has been forged by the flying boat hovering in the sky of the Twelve Continents for so many years ?One day in the future, how many people will draw their swords against the family?

He is a wayward dandy, a sinner on the run.

The roots of the family were broken, and the grave of the family was dug.

"But I'm not that noble."

Qiu Bodeng sat up on his knees, and Wizard Thule saw his eyes.

"The world has nothing to do with me for a hundred years of life and death," Xi Yang printed a jumping brilliance in the boy's black pupils, "I just want to let them fight, let the aristocratic family fight with mortals, and let them have no spare energy to enter the snow. Retaliation. This way—you, Thule, and Xueyuan will all have time."

There is time to change, to prepare for the new torrents ahead.

The flying boat wooden kite has appeared.

Even if he is not in Dongzhou and no longer intervenes, there will still be new machines and new natural crafts in the future, and challenges will continue. Durin Guao's power cannot be endless.

He didn't want Xue Yuan's heavy responsibility to be placed on his lover's shoulders.

He wants to buy time for his Arlo, Arlo's snowfield.

"I'm bad, right?"

"I just want to keep you, just want to keep Xueyuan—for this, I don't care no matter how many people die. I'm so selfish, Aluo, and I'm a real villain and bad seed now."

The last ray of setting sun shines on the golden roof of the snow valley and the glass of the palace. The mighty wind passes through the long and long valley, and the totem-embroidered curtain undulates and rolls in the wind.Opening and closing, bright and bright, the young king of the foreign land pressed the jade-like holy son on the seat rug.

The sun was dark red, and the face of Qingjun, the king of the snow region, was faintly visible in the dimness.

As dangerous as a monster emerging from the dark.

"Ah Luo, I have done good and bad things, and the deaths of many, many people will be related to me," Qiu Bodeng was not afraid of him, and stretched out his hand to wrap around his neck, and put it close to his ear, and said to him Whisper, like a child, proud of the bad things you do, "Now, no one wants to look down on me except you!"

The Thule wizard pinched his jaw, bit his shoulder bone, and responded with a fierce kiss.

The nine-section silver belt was ripped off.

The dark red lining was torn apart.

When thrown to the ground, the wearing joints collide with the joints, making a crisp sound, which is similar to the collision between the bell tongue and the bell wall in a silver bell.Jingle jingle.In the bonfire after sunset, on the huge throne, the slender boy was cut open and pampered by the newly promoted king of the snowy region.

Jingle Jingle.

A delicate hand grasped the side of the throne.

The complexion of that hand was extremely white, as white as the first snow, and even a speck of color was particularly conspicuous when it fell on it.What's more, it's such a blood-red rope -- it winds thinly around the lonely wrist bone. Although it is woven with the auspicious cloud diamond knot, it reveals a thousandfold taboo.

Rather than protection, it is more like a sacrificial rope to bind a pure lamb.

It is a talisman of evil spirits.

Belonging to monsters.

The gods bestow the believers with protective ropes, which are dyed with cinnabar, which can protect believers from darkness.The demon cuts its own wrist and bleeds to stain it. The person it puts on the bracelet is the treasure it protects at all costs, and it is also the property it viciously invades and defiles.

In the depths of the religious veil embroidered with golden scriptures, the Thule wizard is a monster more terrifying than a demon crawling out of a secret cave.

He brought the supreme glory of the entire snowy region to his Arlan to step on for fun—his throne, his palace, and everything about him were all built for Allan.But in the same way, he would also drag Alan into the marsh of love where he couldn't struggle, torturing him day and night.

like right now—

"The palace has been built for you, and the sea of ​​flowers has been planted for you." Amidst the ringing of bells, Tule wizard's breath fell behind Qiu Bodeng's ear, "Alan, when will you let me hide? "

he asks.

He didn't give Qiu Bodeng any room to answer.

Like all violent tribal kings, he treated the captive son of God in a dirty way.

But unlike those kings:

He succeeded.

He really dragged the holy Son of God into the mortal swamp, completely soiled——

Snowy night a few days ago.

After the remnants of the great family fled into the mountains, the Thule wizard stopped.Duringuao's power is not unlimited, and if he continues to move forward, he will suffer backlash.And he remembered that in the secret cave, the boy shed tears and said, whatever hurts you, I will make myself like you.

Although his Allan was thin and fragile, he always did what he said.

He hesitated between pursuing and turning back.

Thaximu, Bata Chihan, and the others were astonished at "meeting Thule", and entrusted them with the task of chasing and killing them.

——It can't be blamed on Zaximu and Bata Chihan who almost dropped their jaws.They absolutely didn't have any opinion on their leader's choice of not being strong, but in the past, their leader's lord made people think that he was like a rock, who didn't know pain or pain.

The Thule wizard was used to pain indeed.

But he also knew that he was delicate and frail, and Arlan, who usually had to be careful on the bed, was determined not to be able to bear the pain of a broken bone.

The battle in the Dragon Valley Plain had just ended, and the wooden kites and flying boat wreckage of the aristocratic family were still burning.Red fire and black smoke scorched the snow field.Severed arms and legs, livers and intestines all over the place, so many people died that the snow continued to fall, and the plain was still covered with large areas of blood.Not even the fierce icy wind could blow away the stench in the air.

Crossing the battlefield, Wizard Thule suddenly stopped.

A red kite stopped in the blood.

The young man sat on the side of the wooden kite boat and waited for him, the tip of his nose was reddish from the cold, as if he had vomited for a long time, extremely sleepy.Wrapped in a thick black cloak, he leaned against the porthole to try not to doze off, nodding his head.Seeing him back in a daze, without thinking, he jumped off the side of the boat three feet above the ground.

It doesn't care about the broken arms, legs, livers and intestines on the ground below.

It wasn't until she fell into his arms that she hugged his neck and complained aggrievedly: "Ah Luo, this place is so dirty."

Standing in the snow in silence for a long, long time, Wizard Thule let out a soft "hmm".

——This place is so dirty, but here you are.

Come into the dust and blood for me, come to be greedy and selfish for me.

Come for me from a son of God to a mortal.

With secret morbid fanaticism and unspeakable despicability, the moment the silver bell rang and the young man's fingers clenched tightly, Wizard Thule kissed his earlobe and told him in a low voice:

"Arlan, listen, you're dirty by me."