Thousands of people suspect that they have become a spiritual queen

He broke the promise, he lied to others, he used him to the core, he made him feel so uncomfortable...why wouldn't he let him have a good time!

Heartbroken screams resounded through the underground prison.

No one knows the pain poured by the melted iron slurry, and those who were punished were given the curse of immortality.

That would be pain that lasts forever.

Before the smell of blood permeated, it was already scalded.

But the gods don't seem to be satisfied.

He rubbed his pocket watch with his slender, white fingers, and looked at the sinner coldly.

It was this person who pushed Su into the dungeon.

When he was Louis—he knew how dark and cold the dungeon was.

He had executed many people in it, and the blood of the prince's blood stained the ground, and their painful wailing was still in my ears—it was the purgatory on earth created by Louis who crawled back from hell.

"You colluded with the people from the outer city." He narrated the crimes of the sinner bit by bit, "You tempted the "angel" and asked the "angel" who wanted to stop the war to find the dead prince. "

The prince is dead.

"Angel" can't find the prince, all he can find is the prince's body.

If the "angel" is not smart enough - what will he think the moment he sees the prince's body?

Louis killed the "Prince".

Louis is a ruler, and he wants to start a war.

The corpse of the "Prince"—will prove all this.

And the "angel", who is obviously more inclined to peace, will undoubtedly renounce Louis.

……

But obviously, something happened later that made Gal abandon this approach and choose a simpler and more vicious path.

"You pushed Angel into the dungeon. ” He little narrates his crimes, “in a vain attempt to make him disappear from this world. "

Louis knew that there were some mysterious symbols passed down from generation to generation by the royal family in the dungeon. When he was Louis, these symbols were only some secret patterns, which were the method used by the royal family to prevent the virus from leaking out.

But after he merged with Him, he discovered that those secret patterns could obviously prevent His prying eyes.

"You are unpardonable," He said.

Gal screamed terribly, and he said, "You... bastard!!"

He vented the anger in his chest: "Louis...you are not worthy!! You are not worthy to be king! You killed my mother..."

Gal's pupils seemed to be stained with blood, and his voice almost changed his tune because of the pain: "You executioner!! All my family members - just because you have faith in your heart...you regard her as a heretic and kill her !!"

He howled, but because of the extreme despair and sorrow, he laughed loudly: "A person like you... a person like you! You actually told me that you want to promote teachings in the mainland?"

"Those who destroy their beliefs with their own hands - they actually want to believe in God!? There are still "angels" looking after a devil like you! ?What is this... a big joke! ! "

Facing his hateful accusation, He remained silent, as if remembering something.

In fact, the memory of "Louis" is somewhat confusing.

Their fusion comes from a "obsession", which is the core of His existence.

Starting from this core, he slowly sorted out the two memories.

Rabbit God's memory is very simple. In the past, it was the bitter wind passing through the jungle, the clouds floating in the sky, the strawberries hidden in the snow, the roses blooming in the mountains, and later the glance of the sloppy boy in front of the broken wooden window.

So the wind stopped, the clouds fell, the snow melted, and the roses withered.

Only the young man's red lips were slightly drawn, and his golden pupils contained thousands of moonlights, and he looked at him lightly.

That look was so vivid in Rabbit God's memory.

Even if he is coerced by the despair of all living beings and corroded by thousands of curses, because of this one glance, he can crawl back to the world from hell with thousands of despairs on his back.

Simple, sincere, passionate, unresponsive... love.

And "Louis" is completely different from the Rabbit God.

His mother died because of rebels and dangerous weapons of war.

His status was not decent, and while he was valued by the king, he was also hostile by the prince.

At a young age, he inherited the title and rich property, so he was naturally coveted.

Without the protection of the elders, he can only rely on himself to protect his territory and wealth.

In order to protect himself and fulfill his obsession, he aspires to become the blade of His Majesty the King.

And in order to do this, he must obtain higher rights and greater power from the king.

He really did it, he is the sharpest knife of the royal family, he believes in the king's order, faithfully implements the royal family's iron-blooded policy, does not allow the citizens to have any beliefs, he recklessly harvests the lives of pagans, and bears all the hardships Anger—he finally obtained the right that even the king feared, and stepped on every inch of the continent with iron hooves.

When the blade was stained with blood, he also heard the most vicious curse.

"You will never be favored by the gods!"

"You blood is cold demon—"

"Your life will be full of misfortunes, twists and turns, pain—"

Those who responded to them would only be cold, long knives that harvested life.

Louis, never believed in such illusory things as gods.

But no one knew that his mother actually believed it.

Louis no longer remembered which god his mother believed in, it was too far away, too far away.

She would gently light a lamp in the middle of the night, hold his hand, and speak softly.

"When you're sad, you have to have something to rely on, Kael."

——"Mother believes in Him day and night, because when the mother is in danger, He will appear and help the mother?"

At that time... how did my mother answer it?

"Louis" seems to be out of memory.

The memory of this period was also vague to him.

But when the flames of war scorched the flesh and blood of the heathen, Louis may have contempt, or hatred.

Because when the mother died.

The god she believed in didn't save anyone.

But in this way, "Louis" who is completely different from the memory of the Rabbit God——

A cunning, ruthless, manipulator, a despicable politician who is involved in conspiracies, a vicious general who adds fuel to the flames of war, and Louis Caerle, whose heart is stained black with ink—

Actually at the last moment before death.

Has the same obsession with Rabbit God.

……

But none of this has anything to do with Gal.

"Regrettably."

He listened to Gal's screams, watched the molten iron flow over Gal's ripened skin, and said with a smile, "Those who are cursed by the gods have gained eternal life."

Gal: "You...heartless devil..."

……

He stepped on the moonlight and left the dim water prison.

Inheriting the nature of the Rabbit God, he hates sunlight.

He sometimes cares a lot about things that he, who is part of "Louis", has forgotten.

So at that time... what did the mother say.

After a while, he thought of Gal's curse again.

He thought, whether as the rabbit god or as Louis, they seemed to have no heart.

He now only has...

Just then.

He saw Su.

The boy was looking around, his silver-white hair dyed crimson moonlight, he seemed a little curious, but also a little anxious.

He stood there quietly, staring at the boy.

He suddenly looked over, and when he saw him, his pupils lit up slightly, at that moment, like gold shining in the sun.

His fuzzy heart trembled uncontrollably for a moment.

Bang bang bang.

"Ah, found you," he said.

Bang bang bang.

He walked towards him, "I haven't found you all day."

Every step is on His heart—

So, in an instant, Louis' vague memory suddenly became clear.

——"It's not like this. We believe in God, not because God can come and save us in times of crisis."

He stared blankly at the silver-haired angel with shining golden eyes, walking towards him.

—“Then what is the use of believing in Him?”

Young Louis showed an impatient look.

——"Kael, faith is the seed planted in our hearts."

——"When you are in a desperate situation, you know that this is the test of the gods."

The snow-white pearls on the boy's earlobes shone with warmth, and his lips were as red as red strawberries hidden in the snow, alluring.

——"You will have the courage to get out of the desperate situation."

At that time, Xingguang was very gentle, and his mother stroked his head with a soft tone as if to comfort him.

But the child was still very upset and said: "It's just the obsession of the weak."

……

Louis didn't believe in gods, even if a miracle saved him, he didn't believe in it.

He believes that people who can only rely on praying to gods to get through difficulties are despicable excuses for themselves by incompetent and weak people-they have nothing to rely on, so they can only rely on a weak obsession with gods to support themselves life of misery.

……

But at the moment before dying.

At the moment of being swayed by disease, being played by conspiracy, and being swallowed by the sword and gun of war.

……

He has obsession.

That is what he desires, greedy, dirty, his obsession with "angels".

He became the weakling he despised most.

But that obsession was deep and greedy, with heavy desires, and his soul was eroded by the virus, on the verge of losing control, and survived one dying night after another.

The crimson moonlight and hot blood always made him want to go crazy.

But he was panting heavily, longing for the "angel" vaguely in the corpse and blood.

He thought darkly and disgustingly.

The angel should be pinned on the bed, no matter what he thinks, he should be bullied until he cries again and again, kissing those rosy lips, again and again.

He lives in this world, rich and powerful, young and handsome, playing tricks, full of arrogance, no one looks down on him, no one looks down on him, even an "angel", he is obsessed with his stunning beauty, which is unmatched in heaven and earth, but also I thought he was naive and stupid, not worth mentioning.

He looked down on him secretly, but yearned for him unbearably every night.

Therefore, treating people as private property has to be put on hold far away.

Arrogant nobles must know how to control their desires and desires, and keep the most important things—such as war—in front of their eyes.

But at the moment of dying, the luxury and colorfulness of the world, the money, power, fame and wealth, and the arrogance engraved in the bones are all gone, leaving behind only deep, malicious, and hesitant obsessions.

He wants that angel.

Wanted to kiss him, strip him, love him, have him.

In the twenty years he has been alive, there has never been a moment where he has gone crazy missing someone.

He has never been a noble person, he is an unscrupulous mad dog in the bones of an elegant and noble skin.

With no food or water, he stepped into hell, but was held by his obsession, and survived in the world——

He was dying, but he was unwilling.

He didn't get the courage to get out of desperation, nor did he get any salvation from the gods.

——His obsession and greed only attracted gods who were also in despair.

But it's okay.

He grasped at the straw.

And from hell, back to the world.

Fortunately, it's not too late.

The young man paused slightly as he approached him, as if he had sensed some dangerous aura.

Like a vigilant little beast.

——Su Jiao hesitated, for a moment he felt that standing in the shadow of the lush branches was dangerous.

That was indeed the Rabbit God, but his face was blurred by the night, and his expression could not be seen clearly, making it unpredictable.

But soon-

"What's matter?"

His voice was gentle and soft, with a care-like blankness.

He came out from the shadow of intertwined branches, and the crimson moonlight fell on his handsome face, making him look vivid and simple.

He approached him skillfully and naturally, his eyes were like a greedy beast, he glanced at the young man revealing a snow-white collarbone, paused, and stretched out his hand to gather his loose skirt, "It's so cold outside, what are you doing out there?"

Su Jiao hesitated for a moment: "Nothing."

However, after Su Jiao finished speaking, she noticed that crimson eyes fell straight on his face.

There was a moment of darkness.

One second before Su Jiao realized something was wrong, that handsome face raised an innocent and gentle smile, "I ran out specially for nothing? Su Mingming is so afraid of the cold."

He noticed that after he said these words, the boy's hesitant expression gradually relaxed.

The darkness in his pupils flashed past, but then he showed a look of grievance, and complained softly, "Su, what's on your mind, can't you tell me?"

"I have something."

The young man seemed to be coaxed by his appearance, paused, and said: "I want to know... Is it everyone, have they become like that?"

His fingers pointed not far away.

He looked over casually, and saw a rabbit with a dull expression sweeping the floor.

--certainly.

He thought, and because of Louis' habits, he felt that it was not very precise. Another adjective, it should be, almost everyone.

But looking at the boy's gaze, he paused and asked him back.

"What do you think?"

He hated these rabbits at first.

This feeling of disgust comes from the rabbit god.

Rabbit God hates their existence from the bottom of his heart, and is always sad about his own incompetence.

They symbolize the despair and tears of the Rabbit God, representing his pain and irredeemable betrayal.

However, "Louis" didn't have these superfluous dislikes. On the contrary, he felt that these rabbits were obedient servants.

Although they were once used by the king to kill his mother.

But Louis, who has been immersed in power for many years, has engraved the word "use" into his bones.

Years of political career have left little love and hatred in his eyes.

When Louis was a teenager, he might have had these anger, unwillingness, sadness, and hatred of the house, but these emotions disappeared after he learned that his mother's death came from the king's conspiracy.

The death of a mother is an unforgivable crime.

But Louis found it most ridiculous.

In that bloody conspiracy, those rabbits who didn't know anything but tore his mother's body, and those rabbits who carried countless hatreds from his youth, after thinking about it, they were the most innocent.

Later, after seeing a lot, doing a lot, using others, and being used by others, Louis finally understood——

The most innocent thing in this world is always a knife stained with stench and blood.

……

He, though not totally corrupt, is also a monster drenched in their despair.

They gave him despair, so they became his most obedient puppets.

Su Jiao first answered his question, "I don't think everyone has become like that..."

Because Besca was still there—though it seemed he hadn't seen him for a long time.

After a pause, Su Jiao said again: "But they listen to you very much."

He stared at him and asked, "Why?"

His golden eyes looked at him.

The crimson moonlight fell on his silver hair, but it didn't look bloody, just very holy.

This sanctity makes the question sound like a heckler.

——Why do they listen to you?

——Why not save them?

— Do you just want to control them and have fun?

……

But why did he save them?

Stupid, treacherous, hopelessly ignorant.

Their desperation pulled him off the cliff, almost turning him into something neither human nor ghost, and they had better die.

——But the young man in front of him didn't understand anything, he didn't know anything, he had an innocent face, and he wanted to question himself like this.

He stared at him, his fingertips turning white.

He is very tall, a full 1.9 meters. In fact, this is the height he deliberately restrained. His ugly and terrifying body is more than this height, and it does not look like this.

But he was afraid of frightening him.

But his eyes were already very red, and he didn't think the young man in front of him could see his emotional fluctuations.

He thought almost viciously, he was really stupid, he had the beauty of an angel, but he had the most hateful, stupid and innocent kindness.

The malice in his heart was germinating like a hopeless seed, expanding, tightly gripping his heart, making him almost utter evil words——

next moment.

With His words stuffed in his throat, the young man stood on tiptoe slightly, and gently touched His red eyes with his hands——

"sorry."

He apologized lightly.

"Uh..." His Adam's apple rolled.

The evil thoughts like wild beasts have all subsided.

Instead, there was an empty blankness.

——Why did he... apologize to him?

They were in His body, asking at the same time, "Why... apologise?"

Su Ban: "You just...looked very sad."

He froze.

"If it's a difficult question to answer," he said, "it's okay not to say it."

"You don't think so." He said with some difficulty: "I let them do it on purpose, are you obedient?"

He felt hesitant, he didn't want to be so vicious, and he didn't want to hurt Su at all, but at that moment just now, he felt that he was about to lose control.

That kind of unscrupulous malice belongs to Louis, and this feeling of guilt and uneasiness belongs to the Rabbit God.

"Will not."

The silver-haired boy shook his head: "You are very sad."

His golden eyes were very clear, as if he could see right through His restless, hesitant heart that belonged to the Rabbit God, hidden under the viciousness.

The boy's voice lowered slightly, as if he was also a little depressed, "Besides, it's actually my fault..."

"I don't quite know what happened ... but I know, you don't want this," he said.

No, no, what do you know.

He restrained his emotions, thinking almost indifferently, the Rabbit God is the most innocent, but also the most ruthless. He also responded to vicious curses for the sake of strength, and even became a terrible villain. He cursed and deprived those tongue-in-cheeks Life, He doesn't care about human life at all, He only cares about you.

But he was still uncontrollable, like a tamed beast, swallowing all the greed and viciousness, and even showed an instinctive blankness on his face——

Because, there is a feeling of being close.

Those who are far away, although they are called "friends", are always far away from Him.

People who always miss appointments at night...

At this moment, it seems that he is cautiously approaching him.

With the memory of Louis - he really hates the innocence that he can't control at this time, which makes him look so... weak.

But whoever he is.

At this moment, He chose to lower his haughty head and put it close to the warm palm of the young man.

……

In the cold night, the young man's voice was like a warm wind, blowing into His stubborn heart, "Did everyone pray to you at that time?"

Yes, it's loud, it's annoying, it's annoying.

He pressed against his warm palm, complaining and thinking.

"I'm too stupid." The boy said again, "I always feel that you won't respond to them, so it doesn't matter... But I forgot something very important."

He will forget many important things, such as flowers and promises.

He moved closer again, thinking bitterly.

"This day, I actually thought about it for a long time."

"If... a lot of people ask me for help." He whispered, "If a lot of... Leading you like this, I hope you can be a god who saves people from the suffering of rabbit disease, but I expect you to turn a blind eye to their painful prayers..."

This was originally a very contradictory thing.

The pain caused by rabbit disease is pain, so war, hatred, parting, loss of a father... Which is not unbearable pain that needs to be prayed to the gods.

There are many sad things in the world, but there is only one God who answers prayers.

He was a god before, but he only fought against natural disasters, so he didn't have to bear such a heavy prayer, but the Rabbit God was not, he didn't understand.

—— Such a burden is on me.

How sad it must be.

The boy hugged him and repeated in his ear, "I'm sorry."

It was he who was naive and reckless, too reckless, and dragged a free god in the mountains into a bloody quagmire.

He repeated sadly: "I'm sorry."

……

It's ok.

Although the prayers of all living beings are annoying, although it is sad when you are in despair, and even though you are angry to destroy the world when you miss an appointment, but you are here, it doesn't matter.

Thinking this way in his heart, he almost wanted to arch himself into the boy's arms, but felt that it was not enough, so he quietly put his hands on his waist.

He made a lot of small movements, but his mouth was tightly closed.

——The Rabbit God desperately wanted to forgive him, and he almost had to repeat the sentence a hundred times in his heart.

But Louis was bad, greedy and stingy in his bones, obviously it had nothing to do with him, but he deliberately didn't say anything, seeing the silver-haired little god in his arms, his eyes were red with sadness.

He thought despicably, but happily.

It’s not that he doesn’t have a heart, it’s not that he doesn’t like me, you see now——

He was feeling sorry for me.

The boy raised his head in His arms, his red eyes looked like golden eyes filled with crimson moonlight.

He was immersed in his eyes, almost drowning in that unspeakable love.

The young man spoke softly——

"So, how do we get them back?"

For a moment, He was like a little rabbit soaked in a hot spring. He was so intoxicated that he almost forgot the wind and cold outside. In an instant, he was pulled out of the hot spring by these words, and fell into the snow with spray, freezing to the ground. shivering.

His heart seemed to be pulled out by a young man, and it was trampled to pieces on the ground.

He thought angrily, he lied to him, he lied to him again, he only had those damned rabbits in his mind, or other people, he always wanted to save others!He is always thinking of others! !He broke the promise, he lied to others, he used him to the core, he made him feel so uncomfortable...why wouldn't he let him have a good time!

"I feel they are desperate."

Just when he was enduring that gap, suppressing his anger and viciousness, and wanted to speak——

The young man touched His chest, through the thick fabric, as if he was touching the heart that was beating fiercely, which belonged to a monster, "You always look at me with very gentle and innocent eyes...I also I really want to convince myself that this is indeed the case..."

His voice was soft, and when he spoke slowly like this, he seemed to be coaxing him.

He actually seemed to be appeased by him, but he felt wronged to death. He wanted to say a few vicious words to satirize him, just like a naive little boy who must pull the braid of the girl he likes, not necessarily to make her hurt, but just to Get more attention.

"But sometimes, I don't feel like this." The boy said to himself, "When you don't look at me, or, very occasionally, when you are alone... Maybe it's my illusion... No, maybe it’s safe to say, that’s not my illusion..."

"I think..." Su Jiao said, "You are very desperate."

In fact, Su Jiao has always known that "natural disasters" feed on despair.

"Gods" are influenced by the beliefs of sentient beings.

The two are slightly combined.

It's actually easy to figure out...

The "natural disaster" is the fallen "god".

Su Ban guessed like this.

This kind of speculation came from the vague sense of despair he smelled in Rabbit God.

The "god" was born in the hope of all living beings - the Rabbit God was born because of the hope of the villagers who wanted to cure the rabbit disease.

They desperately hope that there is such a person who can cure incurable diseases, so the "Rabbit God" came into being.

The birth of "natural disaster" is despair.

When sentient beings think that "gods" cannot bring them salvation, cannot save them, their diseases are hopeless, and their predicaments cannot be overcome, they will scold the gods and abandon his existence without hesitation on the surface. But secretly, the belief in "God" is like a poison rooted in the soul. In fear and despair, they subconsciously think——

Calamity is the wrath of the gods—

A believer's faith is both an open flame and a poison.

——One thought becomes god, one thought becomes demon.

The most desperate thing in this world is probably——

The god they believe in is the "natural disaster" itself.

He is indeed a bit clumsy, and his brain is not that clever, but fortunately, he will not give up thinking, he thinks what he thinks should be right.

"You are influenced by them." Su Jiao said, "That's why it happened."

If he wants to solve the natural disasters in this world, perhaps what he needs to do is not pull a powerful god and fight them mechanically.

But...

"if they……"

Su Jiao's mouth was suddenly covered.

He met the scarlet pupils of the Rabbit God in front of him——

"No, no."

He let out a chuckle.

Oh, I see.

He almost thought with pity and arrogance that this cute little angel attributed all his problems to the influence of the silly rabbit.

Perhaps there is indeed part of the reason.

But more importantly, it is probably... because of his innocent rabbit god, combined with a cold and greedy soul's longing for him.

Such longings drove an ordinary human to live for many days without eating or drinking, hungry and greedy.

Of course, of course he wouldn't say it, in fact, his heart was almost full of joy.

It turned out that Su wanted to save those silly rabbits because of him—he didn't want him to be entangled in despair, so he had to find a way to save him?

So cute, so cute, I like it so much, stupid, stupid, cute.

He is a monster born of obsession, like a drug addict at this time, surrounded by Su's beloved fantasy, almost laughing out loud.

Just as Su Jiao expected, He smiled beautifully and had the confidence to hold everything in his hands: "I am not in despair."

He leaned close to him, his handsome cheek was so close, he almost kissed him: "There is only one thing that can make me despair..."

When Su Jiao subconsciously wanted to avoid it, he held his waist, not allowing him to escape, and pressed against his ear, with a smile on his face: "Those insignificant things are never within the scope. middle."

——If there is no obsession with Su.

——If, He really fell completely.

Perhaps, as Su said, he would be influenced by them and become a monster that feeds on despair.

But no.

He was indeed in the slimy, vicious morass of despair.

But the straw that redeemed him was also firmly trapped in his arms.

The author says:

Su (upright): Apologize seriously + talk about business;

Natural disaster (love brain): God, he loves me, he loves me, he loves me so much, he loves me, he loves me like crazy!He's bad and stupid but I love (screams;

Natural disasters (vomit soul: redeemed jpg;

Because it is the fusion of two personalities, it seems very split. Although it is the fusion of two souls, but...

Although he is working hard to be serious, he is essentially the product of two people's obsession, and he was not born for a long time.jpg;

Forgive him, Amen.

A story far away from the mentally divided love brain jpg;

Ah, I have been writing for a long time, and my schedule is messed up again.

Recently, the onset of lazy cancer has been interrupted for two days, and I must rise up tomorrow, I must rise up.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!