Invade the white dove

Ever since he knew that King Fino was beheaded by Tatos and made into a wine cup, Julius knew that his father's soul must not have returned to the embrace of Ao Shen.

Letting his father's soul wander alone in the world, from a wandering soul to a wronged soul, and finally falling into hell has always been his deepest fear.

Julius looked back anxiously.

The moon was hidden in the clouds, and the silver brilliance also dimmed, and the surroundings suddenly became dark. He could only hear the intermittent shouts of wandering souls, but he couldn't see even half a familiar figure.

"Father……"

Julius mumbled the syllable with trembling lips.He waded through the water and walked towards the center of the river step by step. The river water overflowed his calves, soaked his thighs, and slowly swallowed his waist.

"Father, I'll take you home..." His voice was trembling, his body was shivering from the cold, but he seemed not afraid of the cold at all, and continued to walk forward.

The water caressed his chest, gradually submerged to his collarbone, and his breathing became shallow and short due to the water pressure, but Julis was still unconscious and continued to move forward slowly.

The stones under his feet became more and more slippery, his body was erratic in the water, and suddenly he staggered and fell forward, the edge of the stone cut the sole of his foot.

The sharp pain brought him back to his senses.

Only then did he realize that he had swam to the middle of the river unknowingly, and he had no memory of what he had just done!

Something invisible was bewitching him.

Julis' fingertips felt hairy, and he immediately turned around and swam to the shore.However, the gentle river suddenly became turbulent, and the current rolled up his waist, tugged at his feet, and dragged him to a deeper river bottom desperately.

Julis slipped, lost his support, and fell heavily into the water.

Cold water penetrated into his mouth and nose, blocking his ears, he subconsciously opened his mouth, and the coughed water burned his lungs.

As if aware of his panic, the strength of his ankles became stronger and stronger, and even the sound of water flowing through his ears turned into a dull hum.

He is sinking rapidly.

The water pressure kept squeezing the air in his chest.

Julis twisted his body to shake off the unknown object at his ankles, but found that his legs were as hard as rocks, motionless!

what exactly is it?

what happened?

Is it so dead?

Father, Odon, Sotiria...

Like a flash of lightning splitting the darkness, Julius woke up from a short sleep, gritted his teeth, and looked at the water above his head that seemed to be forever out of reach.

Can not give up!

He curled up his body vigorously and reached down with his hands, trying to untie the thing wrapped around his ankles, but his body trembled violently as if he had been hit by an electric shock.

The jaw was forced to clenched, but the air kept slipping out from between the teeth.His body convulsed, and he kept falling, falling, in despair.

The surface of the water is increasingly out of reach.

The lobes of the lungs were about to rupture in pain, and the blood vessels were about to collapse. In the dark silence, he could only hear the sound of his own heartbeat.

Boom, boom, like beating a drum.

Sotiria...

Julius stretched out his hand and grabbed the last ray of light.

Suddenly there was a warm feeling in his chest, he suddenly woke up again, and found that there was an extra sword in his hand.

The sword of the contract!

With the last of his strength, Julius slashed at his ankle with his sword.

The harsh noise of fingernails scraping metal exploded in the ears.The moment that force let go of his feet, Julius swam desperately towards the light source above his head.

One meter, two meters, one more step, one more step...

Boom, boom, the heartbeat is getting slower and slower.

The light was getting further and further away from him.

Once, twice, he kicked his hands and feet desperately.

Until the last bit of strength was squeezed out of the body.

Julius closed his eyes.

"Ulysses!"

At the last moment of his life, he heard a deep and anxious call. He was wrapped in a cold breath, and his arms were hooked with both hands. His body seemed to start to float, and light gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

Then there was a splash, and he heard the sound of water that was no longer dull.

"Ulysses!"

Someone slapped his face.

He opened his eyes halfway, and saw the eyes as clear as the sea, and the stars all over the sky seemed to fall into them, melting into a brilliant river of stars.

"Ulysses..."

Someone pressed hard on his chest.

He felt pain, both the lobes of the lungs and the chest cavity felt like they were being scorched, but the man still pressed him regardless, making him uncomfortable and making him sick.

He vomited violently.

Then the second, and the third.

Even the nasal passages overflowed with water.

"Ulysses, spit it out, spit it all out. Come on! Spit it out, come on!"

Someone hugged his convulsive body, talking and laughing incoherently.

He first took a small breath, and when he got familiar with the pain in his throat, he began to swallow the air greedily.He felt cold and curled up, trying to stay away from the cold guy, but the more he hid, the tighter the man hugged him.

"Ulysses..."

He heard his own name, no, that was not the pronunciation of his own name, but an ancient, chest-thumping sound, like a call from the depths of his soul, but he knew it was calling him.He raised his head subconsciously, and his forehead, bridge of nose, and cheeks were swept by the soft and moist breath.

He blinked.

Although his vision was blurred and the surroundings were dim, he still saw the concerned eyes of the cold guy.

He remembered that when he was very young, he also saw a pair of clear blue eyes through such a hazy water.

He said his name was...

"So..."

There was only time to sigh a syllable, and Julius's lips were blocked.

His teeth slammed into each other hard, and he burst into tears in pain, but was immediately soothed by the cold and nimble breath that came in.

It was like mellow honey, so sweet that even the exhaled breath was lingering, and then turned into a spicy wine, burning his face and chest.

His hand was on Sotiria's cold chest.

The light of the contract slowly lit up, Sotiria sighed deeply into his ear, the numb pain crawled to the fingertips, and even the soul trembled.

The drenched body was tightly surrounded by the familiar coldness, but the blood in the body was boiling because of it.This raging fire fueled by life ignited his whole being, mercilessly burning away all his restraint and tearing apart all his struggles.The demon of lust and lust bound his soul with chains, dragging him into the abyss from which he could never turn back.

He is like a fish off the shore, limp in the airtight touch.

Oshen...

He knew it was a sin, but let him do it this time.

Before falling into the abyss, he will stop.

With tears in his eyes, Yulis grabbed Sotiria's hair, bit his lips, kissed his chin, and left superficial touches on his rolling Adam's apple.

He was whimpering, he was panting, he wanted to possess everything about him.

They hugged fiercely, the clothes that were in the way of the knight were ripped off, the hot and cold chests were pressed tightly, and the fingers left bright red fingerprints on the back, leaving marks that belonged only to each other, and at the same time did not give each other any escape. Opportunity.

The flames of desire screamed wildly, and between the intertwined nostrils, a low sigh rolled out of his throat, like crying, but also like a sigh of fulfillment.

Until the crisp crackling of branches being trampled off sounded in this sinking night.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I woke up at the wrong time."

Hassan's figure was swaying, and his speech was a little slurred, as if he had just woken up from a coma.

Julius stopped asking.

In the next moment, he was like a reserved nobleman who was smashed by others when he was stealing love, and he quickly avoided Sotiria's gaze.

He felt Sotiria's arms embracing him stiffen instantly.

Sotiria also seemed to wake up from a dream, his blue eyes blinked, and were re-stained with the gray of the high devil's posture, and the tail that came out flicked downward, silently expressing the feeling of "being interrupted". anger.

Gritting his teeth, Yulis stood up without looking at Sotiria's expression.

He's only now dully aware of the cold.

"My lord, I saw you fell into the water and was about to run over to save you when I was thrown into the air by a force. When I woke up, you had been rescued by Lord Sabol." Hassan picked up the Clothes, dusted off the dirt, and ran over quickly.

Before the new Duke of the Empire left, His Majesty the King specially called Hassan over and asked him to take care of the Duke's daily life.Although he was sad because he was forced to separate from his younger brother, Hassan nodded solemnly in the face of the king's instructions—he would not disappoint His Majesty's expectations of him.

Julius nodded and took the clothes.Hassan tactfully backed away.

After he changed his clothes with his back to Sotiria in silence, he looked back and saw that figure was still motionless.

"Sotiria." Ulista paused and said, "Thank you."

"It's the water charm, a creature that bewitches lost travelers at night. Human beings are as fragile as babies in the water. The water charm will drag them into the water and drown them, then put on human skin and walk freely in the human world." Sotiria didn't look back, "I thought they were already taken by me...they should have been extinct."

"Sotiria, I'm still alive."

In the moonlight, Yulis saw Sotiria clenched his fists: "I shouldn't have asked you to go to the river alone. I made a mistake..."

Julius stroked his sore lips with his thumb.

The kiss just now was too hard, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be worn out.He could still taste Sotiria's sweet kiss on the tip of his tongue, but he knew he couldn't let himself go on any longer.

"It was I who was at fault. I despicably used our contract to fulfill my own desires. You saved my life, you swore your allegiance to me, and I insulted your trust in me.

"I have a desire for you that I shouldn't have. Sotiria, if you still want to continue to be my knight, I swear that you will never..."

"What if I say I seduced you first?"

Julius laughed: "...it's impossible..."

Sotiria interrupted him with a raised hand.

The azure blue eyes are full of emotions that Julius can't read, there is the usual tenderness and pampering, there is the helplessness of the elders towards the stupid juniors, but at the same time, there is also unknown disappointment and regret.

The silver moonlight was draped on his body, and at that moment, Mr. Knight seemed to have truly become a demon of lust and desire.

Julius heard his heart beating faster and faster.

Sotiria, he is a ghost, he is a knight, he is a "demon".

He is the source of all his delusions.

damn it.

Julius suddenly clenched his fists tightly.

He claims to be a firm believer, but he covets his companions viciously...

The two faced each other in silence, as if neither of them wanted to speak first.Just when Yulis mustered up his courage and wanted to apologize to Sotiria, the other party's soft lips moved.

"Let me think about it, Julius." Sotiria said, his words were colder than moonlight, "Let me think about it, what should I do with you."

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Damn it, are you kissing enough?I can't get enough of it.

The world where only Hassan is injured is achieved