Gongliang flower shop

The young man approached them step by step, and every step he took, a blazing flame would rise under his feet.

He looked at them and said, "Are you sure you want to pay the price of death?"

At this time, the young man was tall and slender, with flames under his feet, and his pale eyes were cold and indifferent, like gods and demons, which made the villagers tremble uncontrollably, and they couldn't straighten their backs with the kind of aloofness that could not be offended.

Only now did they really realize that this beautiful and gentle young man in front of them was far from something they could provoke, just like a star falling from the sky, it was not a stone that anyone could carve on.

They can't afford it, and they can't enjoy it.

Looking at their drooping heads, the young man understood.

He closed his eyes slightly, waved his sleeves, and the fire burned everything.

The ear-piercing wailing and begging for mercy were endless.

The young man looked at those faces distorted in the flames, they were so familiar, and he could still vaguely see the shy and shy smile when he sent him flowers.

Until, everything was reduced to ashes, and the last thing I saw was the scared yet relieved face of the old woodcutter.

When the wind blew, the sand on the ground was raised, and the young man stood where he was, and there was no grass for a hundred miles, and it was barren.

And it was just a snap of his fingers.

He looked at the bare everything around him, and he knew that there would never be new flowers blooming here.

Once the fire of the phoenix is ​​ignited, it will never glow with the slightest vitality.

"Do you know why I named you Gongliang Shanxing."

The young man looked at the white-robed man standing between heaven and earth, with long snow-white hair and snow-white skin, noble and sacred, even looking directly at the other's face carried a trace of profanity.

"You said, don't do any evil, but do all good."

"You can understand."

"I don't understand." The young man's eyes were too light to accommodate flowers and trees.

"You have committed a crime." Even if he uttered such extremely dignified words, the other party was as cold and empty as the snow in Tianshan Mountain, without any emotion.

"If you say I'm guilty, I'm guilty." Gongliang Shanxing raised his eyes, his cold eyes seemed to compromise, but they were even more fearless.

"Ignorance." The man shook his head, turned his hands behind his back, and a scarlet heart beat in his palm.

Gongliang Shanxing's upper body is naked, naked and white, and there is an unhealed wound on his heart. The gap where the blood and flesh have been turned out is empty, and there is no heart inside.

He watched the human heart embedded in his heart, pressed lightly with his cold fingertips, plop, his eyes widened in surprise, plop, plop, a very weak beating sounded in his ears.

"Go, go and see how humans live."

A strange pattern appeared in front of his eyes, which was the door to another world.

Gongliang Shanxing didn't understand, since he was going to be imprisoned in another world, why did he have to give him a heart.

"Pansheng." When leaving, Gongliang Shanxing turned around and called the man by his name.

The blurred face of the man gradually became clear, and the thin lips and the high bridge of the nose could be vaguely seen.

With the disappearance of Gongliang's good deeds, the gate to the other world was not closed. The man looked at the barren land, and a black shadow slowly gathered into shape, carrying huge malice.

He glanced at the man, and with a flash, he entered the gate of another world that was about to close.

Since then, one of the three poisons was born, good and evil, good and evil, stupid like a fool, and vicious like a ghost, neither for the sky nor for the earth, but for one person, it is called ignorance.

……

Gong Liang opened his eyes, and at the same time, the clothes on his upper body shattered, and huge black wings wrapped in huge flames spread behind him.

The sky turned white, and gradually began to wake up the world.

He raised his hand to cover the sky, darkness fell again, and the city fell into a deep sleep.

The confinement has disappeared, the wound on the chest is still eye-catching, the inside is empty and black as an abyss, he has no heart in the first place.

"Gongliang." Shanxing looked at him with fiery eyes, and licked the fangs at the corner of his mouth with the scarlet tongue.

"Should I call you good deeds, or... stupid."

Gongliang's beautiful face has become even more sacred and inviolable, and those eyes that occasionally become gentle are so cold that they can't tolerate everything in the world.

He should have known that good deeds should be born for him, otherwise it was just a name, how could he easily suppress such a fierce evil spirit, and how could even a single hair of him have such a strong attraction to him.

"You can call it whatever you like." The awakened Shanxing unabashedly exudes his desire for Gongliang.

Those beautiful wings carry strong and strong power in the flames.

Shanxing couldn't help sliding his Adam's apple, his throat was so thirsty, his hanging fingertips trembled slightly, and the figure flickered, and he was already standing in front of Gongliang, touching him closely.

Gongliang doesn't have any smell on his body, but Shanxing feels a sweet fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose.

He finally couldn't help it, and rushed forward with hot eyes, but flew out like a spring.

The burned wound on his hand was deep enough to see the bone, he frowned and lowered his head, licking his fingers lightly, like a wounded little animal.

It's just that the current Gongliang won't coax him with sugar anymore.

"Since you are my crime, as long as I kill you, I can regain my freedom."

Gong Liang looked at him condescendingly, and stroked the alien mark under the collarbone with his fingers.

As long as this trace does not disappear, everything about him will be controlled by the other world, and sooner or later he will return to that place where no light can be seen, enduring a long and lonely eternal life.

Shanxing raised his head to look at him, the redness at the end of his eyes seemed to be brighter, he sucked his scarred fingers, and shouted in a low voice: "Gongliang..."

Tangling is saying that he is in pain.

Gongliang was unmoved, but just looked at him calmly.

With the peeling of the heart, those shallow human emotions also disappeared.

He has truly become a phoenix that is not human, he just wants to regain his freedom, the farther away from any flashy things the better, it is best to find the highest mountain, sleep endlessly, get rid of those distracting thoughts that should not belong to him, Be a bird that wants nothing.

"Gongliang." Shanxing waved to him.

This familiar action made Gong Liang frowned, he felt that he was offended by a small thing, which really displeased the bird.

But he still passed by, squatting halfway in front of this little thing that could be crushed to death with one finger, but was caught off guard by his neck, and his wings fluttered in shock.

Shan Xing rubbed against his arms affectionately, buried in his neck and took a deep breath.

Whether it is good deeds or Gongliang, he is very used to this action, but he just feels caught off guard, as if he was trapped in a shell before, and now he is the one who really feels it all.

So he pulled the little thing off his body and threw it out.

"Don't do that." He said calmly.

Shanxing sat on the ground and blinked at him, drooping the corners of his mouth and said, "Don't you like it?"

Gongliang thought about it seriously: "I don't hate it."

But it's just weird.

"That's what I like." Shanxing rushed over with a grin, but hissed and his whole body shook.

Gong Liang frowned slightly and grabbed his arm that was holding him, and sure enough he was burned by his wings again.

"It doesn't hurt." Shanxing leaned over and licked his face.

"I didn't ask you if it hurts." He wiped the drool on his face solemnly.

"Oh, then you can ask now."

"Are you in pain?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Looking at Shan Xing who was squinting and laughing, Gong Liang's eyebrows twitched. Why did he follow the other party's words and ask him if it hurts? Tsk, it really makes the bird unhappy.

So he clasped the opponent's chin, forcing him to open his mouth, revealing two sharp canine teeth, and rubbing his fingertips, one of the canine teeth was smoothed out by him.

Shan Xing was slightly startled, he licked his teeth habitually, but he couldn't lick the tip anymore, it was flat and slippery, he licked and licked again and again in disbelief.

His sharp teeth are gone!

How might he eat in the future, tearing those evil spirits howling!

Gong Liang watched him calmly licking back and forth, the hot and wet tongue slipped over his fingers occasionally, he couldn't help but bend a bit, patted his face and said, "Be more obedient."

Just stay longer.

In the past, he would definitely be reluctant, but now, there is almost nothing that can shake his emotions.

Only this little thing can make him hesitate a little more, but only a little.

Shan Xing immediately grabs his hand, the dark red nails and white fingertips bring a bright color, obviously a very coquettish color, but it looks mysterious and noble on Gong Liang's body.

With a mouthful of "Aww", Shan Xing swallowed Gong Liang's entire hand.

Gong Liang looked at him rather speechlessly.

Haven't you already awakened? Didn't you hear that the Three Poisons are the most vicious evil spirits, and once they come into the world, they will destroy the world.

Is the stupid thing in front of him who eats his hands with gusto really awake?

"Ugh..." He ate so hard that it got stuck in his throat.

Gongliang pulled out his hand with a "tsk", and looked at the wet saliva on it, he just sighed after all.

According to the original dawn time was delayed by two hours, all the people in Nanshi woke up at the same time. They habitually glanced at the mobile phone next to the bed, and then suddenly opened their eyes wide.

It's already eight o'clock!

Opening the curtains and looking, the fish-belly white has just been turned out outside.

……

Gong Liang was walking on the street, wearing an ordinary white shirt and black trousers, a windbreaker hanging down to his calf, and his long dark red hair shone brightly in the sun as he walked.

The people on the road couldn't help looking at him, they only felt that he was stunningly beautiful, but they couldn't seem to see his facial features clearly.

Shan Xing followed behind, his hands were wrapped into fists by bandages, he moved tentatively, but he could only see two paws wriggling slowly under the bandages.

Ordinary medicine can't heal his injury, but Gongliang felt that the bumpy fingers were unsightly, so he asked him to cover them.

He tilted his head to play for a while, then quickened his pace and caught up with Gongliang, trying to grab his hand, but he couldn't hook him.

Shan Xing rubbed against him for a while, and suddenly he got angry with himself, frowning, he insisted on grabbing Gong Liang's hand.

Glancing at the end of Gongliang's eyes, he saw that he was rubbing his fingers and working hard for a long time before he managed to get a finger out of the bandage, and flexibly hooked it.

A bandage can't control good deeds, but Gong Liang tied it up.

Shanxing managed to free himself with a finger, and immediately showed it to Gongliang with bright eyes.

Gong Liang pretended not to know about his little movements, and turned his head a little funny, but twitched at the straight middle finger in front of him.

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