my god is from hell

Zuo Luoxing sat in the fried chicken shop, staring blankly at the man who was licking his fingers in a serious manner.

He was wearing a black silk shirt. The cold fabric slightly outlined the other's good figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist. Just looking at his figure, one can't help but have infinite imagination about his appearance.

In reality, however, the owner of the black shirt was sucking his last finger dipped in cumin powder.

"Use... use this..."

Seeing the other party frowning and staring at the five slobbered fingers in a daze for a long time, and then looking hesitantly at the good-quality shirt on his body, Zuo Luoxing couldn't help it anymore, and handed over a handkerchief.

When handing out this handkerchief, Zuo Luoxing always felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.

"Thank you." The man didn't notice his distraction, took the handkerchief, wiped his shiny fingers, and thanked him sincerely.

Zuo Luoxing shook his head, expressing that he was not worth mentioning.

After a meal of fried chicken, the man stood up contentedly, as if planning to leave.

Zuo Luoxing hurriedly followed, it was very sunny outside, the man's pure white side face looked as if it was about to be melted by the light, showing a sense of alienation.

Zuo Luoxing didn't know the other person's name yet, but subconsciously pulled him back, and blurted out: "Don't go!"

The man turned his head in the golden sunlight, his dark gray eyes did not have the indifference he imagined, but a little doubt and curiosity: "Do you want to be friends with me?"

The sun fell behind him, and the shadows of the leaves fell on his clear and pure eyes, making the natural smile in those eyes even more charming.

Zuo Luoxing was stunned for a while and didn't hear his question clearly, but this didn't prevent him from subconsciously striking up a conversation: "Last time outside the KFC store, my friend almost bumped into a girl, and it was you who pulled her away to avoid embarrassment. do you remember?"

The man let out a short "ah", scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Yes? I seem to still owe you money?"

The KFC meal was completely invited by the other party, and he never met the other party afterwards, so naturally he couldn't even talk about paying back the money.

In fact, Zuo Luoxing didn't remember how much that KFC cost, but he remembered the innate sense of security when the man sat quietly in front of him and ate, so he nodded firmly: "Yes, just once Movie tickets are comparable in price."

As Zuo Luoxing said, he pointed to the film and television city opposite the fried chicken shop seemingly casually: "Today, there just happens to be a new movie released. It is said that the content is not bad, let's go see it together?"

The man bowed his head and thought for a while. People from the record company came to the house today and were about to formally sign a contract with Ayu. His parents looked very nervous, and they were relieved to see that he was going out, and they gave him a lot of money. Maybe you don't want him to go back?

"Okay, let's go to the movies!"

The man picked up his phone and looked at the fare, making sure that he could afford the share for the two of them, and then he happily dragged Zuo Luoxing to the opposite side, looking like he wanted to see it a long time ago.

Zuo Luoxing heaved a sigh of relief.

If the other party doesn't like it, he can't force it. Fortunately, the other party always looks enthusiastic about everything, and is full of enthusiasm for everything, which makes people happy when they see it.

He and the other party went to see the movie that many people said was good that day.

Whether the movie was good or not, Zuo Luoxing didn't remember at all, but he always remembered that from that day on, there was an indispensable person in his life.

……

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Zuo Luoxing suddenly woke up from the darkness, gasping for breath, his whole body seemed to be soaked in water, his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, as if he had just experienced some kind of unimaginable torture.

But the first time Zuo Luoxing came back to his senses was not to examine himself, but to search around in a panic, his hands groping aimlessly: "Yan Qing, Yan Qing...Yan Qing!"

He was too focused on the search, so that he didn't see that his hands were bloody and bloody from the gravel on the ground due to too much force, and his knees were also eroded from wounds.

Until a pair of hands hugged his waist from behind and dragged him abruptly.

"Lolo...you are so heavy..."

Yan Qing's suffocated voice sounded like a complaint, awakening Zuo Luoxing's sanity that seemed to be still in memory, and suddenly grabbed the hands on his waist.

"Yan Qing... Yan Qing?"

With unimaginable panic in Zuo Luoxing's voice, he fumbled up and down on Yan Qing's body, writhing like a caterpillar with moderate force: "It's so itchy... let go, let go!"

Zuo Luoxing heard Yan Qing's vivid and powerful voice again, suddenly loosened his grip, fell to the ground with palpitations, and muttered to himself: "You are still...you are still..."

"What's there?" Yan Qing's slightly confused voice sounded in the darkness.

"It's nothing..." Zuo Luoxing shook his head, suddenly hugged Yan Qing tightly, his voice seemed to be choked up, "I'm sorry... I broke my promise again..."

Last time, in the orphanage, he failed to go back to see him; this time, he made an appointment to go to the same university, but he let him wait in front of the station alone.

But luckily... these nightmares are over...

Even that "person" can't break the promise he made. His promise is that he will live a good life in the university, even without him.

Zuo Luoxing hugged him too tightly and was too emotional to notice that at the moment he said "broke his promise", his eyelashes drooped slightly.

"You didn't break your promise." Yan Qing let go of his embrace slightly, lifted his face that was out of breath from crying, and said slowly: "Every time, you are by my side."

Not just orphanages, high schools, universities, and even...a long time ago.

Zuo Luoxing was there every time.

Yan Qing raised his head slightly, his gaze seemed to fall on a distant place that neither time nor space could reach, and an emotion that no one could understand flashed across his dark gray eyes.

Zuo Luoxing's sobs stopped for a while, and his eyelashes wet with tears trembled timidly.

What did he just hear?

Lord Yan Qing...can actually comfort others?

Zuo Luoxing didn't think about Yan Qing's words any deeper, he just thought that those incomparably realistic flashbacks were Yan Qing's past life, and as for Yan Qing himself, he probably didn't remember any of it.

After all, when they first met, although Yan Qing was very affectionate towards him, his eyes were indeed unfamiliar.

It should also be the handwriting of that "person".

Zuo Luoxing thought of the "person" who, after Yan Qing finally got close to him, spoke bad things about Yan Qing several times in his ears, tried to drive them apart, and even directly forced him to leave Yan Qing by strong means when he saw that the plan was not working. Qing, you know that "person" will not leave a single loophole.

Zuo Luoxing's fingers trembled convulsively. The reorganization of consciousness again and again had some impact on him, but fortunately, this kind of thing should not happen again in Yanqing's university. But enough lively and free college days.

"By the way... I haven't asked yet, why are you here? Is there anything wrong with you?"

Zuo Luoxing had guessed that he was teleported to Yan Qing's high school days by the so-called "Desert Eye", and now that he woke up again, Yan Qing was beside him, so he should have been teleported too.

Yan Qing nodded: "I fell asleep and woke up here."

"That's it?" Zuo Luoxing looked at him incredulously.

"That's it." Yan Qing nodded confidently.

Long sleep is also sleep, isn't it just a sleep?

Zuo Luoxing saw that he couldn't ask anything else, so he had to look around, and found that they were in the middle of a sunken dune, the sky was so dark that he could hardly see the direction, but fortunately, the wind and sand were blocked by rocks, and the environment was not that bad .

However, there was no one else in the entire sand dune except them. Li Qiwu and Mingyou didn't know where they were teleported, and they didn't even know where they ended up.

Zuo Luoxing turned on the light brain with little hope. Sure enough, everyone's coordinates disappeared, and they were likely to be teleported to another time like him. It is almost impossible to find a few people by luck.

"Forget it, let's find out where General Xu is first. If they come out, they will definitely look for General Xu at the first time, so that they can complete the mission and join other active team members." Zuo Luoxing finally got off decision.

Just when Zuo Luoxing was about to leave, Yan Qing gently pulled him back, and exposed his bloody hands: "Treat the wound first."

"No need...it doesn't hurt very much." Zuo Luoxing shook his head, not caring about the flesh wound.

What's more, there is nothing around here, and the backpacks they carried with them were lost during the transmission, so there is really no condition for treatment.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qing raised his head and glanced at him, his white palms covered the tops of Zuo Luoxing's hands, and a silver light shone from under his palms: "Divine art—salvation."

"Is this Mingyou's magical technique? But, isn't that something you can't use on divine envoys... Lord Yanqing, your hair..."

Halfway through Zuo Luoxing's speech, his voice gradually weakened.

The person in front of him had long silver hair like moonlight pouring down his shoulders like running water, with a faint moonlight glowing on his body, under this dark sky, it was like a bright moon falling into the world.

And when he raised his head, his dark gray eyes turned into silvery white of the same color at some point, and a blood-red flower of life and death swirled in his right eye.

With silver hair and different eyes, the blood-colored petals set him off with a hint of danger. When his face is expressionless, his indifferent appearance is like——

The "person" he had met before.

"Okay, knee." Yan Qing patted the rock on the ground, motioning for Zuo Luoxing to sit down and let him heal.

Zuo Luoxing blinked, the words in front of him were still so pure and gentle, as if the moment just now was just an illusion.

"Is this the sequelae after the battle with the Moon God?" Zuo Luoxing stroked his silver hair and asked with some doubts.

Yan Qing stretched out his hand to heal his knee, raised his head and shook his head: "It's not a sequelae! Look——"

After he withdrew his divine power, his hair turned back to soft black, his eyes also returned to the usual dark gray, and his face remained pure.

Zuo Luoxing heaved a sigh of relief, and was just about to get up when he suddenly noticed something strange about the stones under him.

He got up quickly, and the second he stood up, the stone suddenly shattered into slag, and a bloody hand protruded from the gap where the stone was removed.

A weak cough sounded hoarsely.

"General Luo Heng...save General Luo Heng..."

The author has something to say:

Yulian's generals are just that useless (bushi