Rebirth of the Star Emperor Banana

Under the sudden change, both Adolf and the holy priest subconsciously protected the young man who was closest to them in their arms.

The arc ball made of purple electric light blocked the scorching heat wave and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke. Hua Yun stood firm, with snow-white light feathers floating in front of his eyes. He was embraced by the strong and powerful arms of the holy priest, like an angel. His white wings protected him, and Hua Yun felt like a father.

Adolf frowned. He glanced at the black-haired and black-eyed boy who was tightly held between the wings of the holy priest. He suppressed the rage in his heart. His wolf-like eyes scanned the audience and judged rationally: " He gave it to you."

In today's chaotic situation, he has to step back to control it, and dispatch troops to suppress it and kill assassins. Only the holy priests of the empire, who are famous for their highest-level healing abilities, are the safest. They don't need to be in the sight of the people of the empire. Chaotic mob.

The holy priest accepted it with a smile. His smile was extremely holy. He held up the boy's chin in front of Adolf, and kissed him lightly between his brows, "Holy Son, let's just watch."

Hua Yun seemed to be bewitched by that holy smile, the man's face was unusually handsome, he seemed to have been kissed by a god, clean and clear power was injected into the center of his eyebrows, and all the troubled and intangible emotions were immediately soothed, his heart was transparent, and he felt helpless. There are no waves, and it is extremely quiet.

Even an alpha couldn't bear the little friend being treated like this in front of his own face. Bloodthirsty anger and jealousy welled up in Adolf's heart, but he was able to distinguish the priorities.Adolf turned and jumped off the platform, into the flames.

Hua Yun couldn't help but look up at the high-rise pavilions extending from the edge of the palace wall. The strongest energy defense shield covering the entire palace was destroyed for some reason. That was the most severely damaged place in the whole court. The high walls and the towers were mixed together. It was blasted into ruins under the double artillery fire with supernatural powers, the flames filled the sky, and the tongue of flames licked the remaining intact part of the palace,

It can be seen that this time it was a premeditated assassination aimed at His Majesty the Emperor. It was chosen when His Majesty's right-hand man, the Imperial Marshal and the Holy Priest, were not around, and the location was locked extremely accurately. The man with golden hair and golden eyes was nowhere to be seen.

The holy priest stroked the boy's smooth long black hair, and he smiled lightly, "Good boy."

He took the hand of the young man beside him, and walked slowly down the high stairs in the chaotic scene.

He noticed the young man's gaze, and said calmly: "Your Majesty is fine, there are many people who want to kill His Majesty, but it's just that he can't even touch a single strand of his hair—"

The holy priest didn't finish the rest of the sentence, he paused, and said in a troubled way: "Besides, the assassination was probably done on purpose by His Majesty the Emperor, otherwise the assassin could not have succeeded so easily and invaded the impenetrable palace. defense system."

The holy light of the man beside him shrouded him, peaceful and warm, Hua Yun was stunned for a moment, there were many rumors about His Majesty the Emperor of the Guilun American Empire, and he rarely attended public events. The imperial palace has the most powerful defense system in the empire. Even Hua Yun did not expect His Majesty the Emperor to appear at his awarding and medal ceremony.

As for the way for ordinary people to get to know His Majesty the Emperor, they usually see it from the entertainment section of Interstellar News Headlines. Their current emperor of the Guilunmei Empire is romantic and passionate, with a complicated private life and countless glamorous pursuits.

The sudden fire at Shengyin Square and the Imperial Palace triggered the operation of the rainfall system over Capital Star, and the raindrops quickly fell from small to large, sprinkled on the raging fire.

"Tyrant, you must die! It was predicted 18 years ago that you will be the last emperor of the Guilunmei Empire—" the crazy voice just now said viciously, the voice was as hoarse as a broken bellows, and those words seemed to come from his throat As if squeezed out of the eyes, it stopped abruptly, and a harsh electric current sounded from the loudspeaker.

What happened 18 years ago is a taboo. Even now, few people know about that period of history, but no one dares to mention it. What's more, in front of the magnificent and beautiful emperor, this is the untouchable scale of the emperor.

"Anyone who is dissatisfied with me can stand up now, but the end will be the same as him!" The loudspeaker returned to normal, and the slightly lazy magnetic voice of the emperor of the Guilun American Empire resounded throughout the entire capital city. above.

The armed imperial army quickly took control of the situation in the audience. The team of water-type supernatural beings dispatched to extinguish the fire of supernatural powers that cannot be extinguished by ordinary water.

The holy priest turned his head slightly and looked in one direction. He picked up the young man beside him and spread the wings behind him, and crossed the broken walls of the palace.

The blond man stood alone by the river inside the city wall, and behind him were several ugly corpses, all wearing the uniforms of the Royal Palace Guard.

"I'm late, I don't know if His Majesty the Emperor is injured and needs my treatment." The holy priest put down the young man in his arms, and he bowed his head slightly in salute.

His eyes swept across the corpse lying on the ground, and he said in surprise: "An assassin has sneaked into the palace guards. It seems that the Marshal who guards the entire Capital Star has neglected his duty and let an assassin sneak in."

"..." Hua Yun, he guessed right. Judging from his back, the man with blond hair and golden eyes that he saw on the city wall just now is indeed His Majesty the Emperor, but he did not forget to spare no effort to discredit the marshal at this time. , is really holy enough, priest.

Hua Yun tried his best to treat himself as air, he was just a captain, whether he was a priest of the empire or His Majesty the emperor, he was a small person in front of him, and he had no room to speak in front of such a big person.

"Your Majesty the Emperor!" A chief guard hurried over with a team of personal servants, and when he saw the man by the river, he called happily.

However, before they approached this side, all the guards, including the head guard, suddenly went mad and started killing each other. Every move was a desperate posture, merciless, like puppets controlled by the ****.

The man standing by the river and turning his back as if admiring the scenery did not move from the beginning to the end. The breeze mixed with the smoke after the fire brushed the weeping willows on his shoulders, as peaceful and peaceful as a painting.

What is incompatible with this silence is the noise of fighting not far away, the sound of gunshots and screams, and the blood color spreads into the clear river water, with strands of red rippling away, such a scene is extremely strange.

However, the three people standing not far away were silent, and no one spoke.

The people fighting over there seemed to know no pain and fatigue, until the last person fell down, exactly the same as the group of corpses lying behind the blond man.

Hua Yun's eyelids twitched. There were only the three of them present. It could only be His Majesty the Emperor himself who took people's lives silently. He didn't even see His Majesty move a finger.

At the same time, his heart was extremely cold. Those people just came to rescue, but for His Majesty the Emperor, he would rather kill a hundred by mistake than let one go.

"You did a good job just now." His Majesty the Emperor pointedly said, with a smile in his voice, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your compliment." The holy priest said without changing his expression.

The blond man who had been standing with his back to the two turned his head slightly, this time he said to the boy with black hair and dark eyes, "We will meet again."

Hua Yun met a pair of golden eyes that were as dazzling as the sun, like a noble color that no haze could reach, but he saw a decadent depression in them.

"Yes, His Majesty the Emperor." Hua Yun calmed down and replied without thinking too much.

The blond man didn't stay any longer, he stepped forward on the winding bloodstains on the ground.

Until the figure of the man was no longer visible, the holy priest said: "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Hua Yun still hadn't recovered from his senses. His Majesty the Emperor gave people a very strange feeling. He had a handsome and sunny appearance, but he gave off a kind of inner sternness, that familiar tone, which seemed familiar generally.

"Go back to the temple, my holy son." The holy priest smiled, even standing among a group of miserable corpses, he is still like a god who saves all living beings and is merciful, so holy that he is not stained with a speck of dust.

"Just now His Majesty said you did a good job, what did you do?" Hua Yun asked with a slight frown.

"I don't know either." The holy priest spread his hands innocently, leaned close to the young man's ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "His Majesty's temper has always been cloudy."

In the end, Hua Yun was taken to the high tower in the inner city of the temple by the holy priest. The holy priest first removed his shoes and socks, and stepped on the spotless ground with his bare feet. He half-kneeled in front of the young man, holding Caught the boy's ankle.

"What are you doing?" Hua Yun pulled his feet away in shock. He didn't forget the day when he was scratched with a feather and cried like a child.

"It's good for Omega's body that the stones made of this kind of ground directly touch the skin." The man's long silver hair poured down on the ground, like the cool moonlight.

"Are you an omega?" Hua Yun asked blankly.

The holy priest was stunned for a moment, and his smile became more real, "Honey, I should be considered an alpha, the kind that can satisfy you."

"You don't have the pheromone of alpha, and you don't have the feeling of alpha." Hua Yun pointed out this fact coldly, not only the smell of pheromone, but also the strong aggressiveness of alpha.

The holy priest's smile faded a bit, and the translucent purple was stained a little dull, "I can make whatever pheromone flavor the Holy Son likes."

"Okay, now I'll help you measure and make you a robe for the holy son ceremony of the temple." The holy priest avoided the problem of pheromone, he took off the boy's shoes and socks, and climbed his fingers up from the delicate ankle.

Hua Yun kicked the hand of the holy priest, as if he didn't read much?Even in the interstellar era, you still use your hands to measure the size of your body, "Your way of tailoring clothes is too backward!"

"Holy Son, because I did it for you myself! Since you don't want to use your fingers, you can use other methods." The holy priest's smile was extremely holy, and he pushed the boy to the side of the bed, covered with soft holy light. On the young man, he obviously looks like an ascetic god who seems to be ruthless and desireless, and everything in the world cannot be seen by him, but he is doing depraved things.

Hua Yun's whole body is not well, his hands are gone, but his wings have changed. The itchy and warm feeling that makes people feel reassuring and irresistible drives people crazy.

After being harassed by the snow-white wings, Hua Yun collapsed on the bed and wiped the tears on his face. He felt that he was going to be sensitive, so he gritted his teeth and thought about the taste of fried chicken wings and grilled chicken wings.

His old father is still waiting for him to go back, but during the ceremony of conferring titles and medals on him, something happened to assassinate His Majesty the Emperor. Now the entire capital city is under martial law, and no one can leave the city, let alone leave capital city.

He didn't see the holy priest for several days, and he didn't want to see him. When he saw the man with chicken wings, he became angry until the holy and handsome man appeared in front of him, holding a white suit , "I made the clothes for you, put them on tomorrow, and I will hold the sacrament for you."

The brilliance of the morning sprinkled on the young man's white robes, and his black hair hung over his shoulders. He heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and when he turned around, his face was charming and delicate, and there were a pair of night-like pupils inlaid in his peach blossom eyes. There are sparkling waves.

The holy priest was slightly suffocated by the young man's gaze. He was shameful—that white robe that was woven like starlight was worn on the young man who was as beautiful as a gorgeous nebula, and it was extremely soul-stirring.

His waist is tied with a white feather belt, which looks like it is not enough to grasp. It is obviously something that the priests of the temple will wear according to their status, and it is exactly the same as his own. It is beautiful and enchanting on that young man.

The morning sun became a pale silhouette behind him.

Hua Yun said in a bad tone, "Why don't you have pants?"

The young man's rosy lips parted slightly, and he twisted the hem of his divine robe, revealing a pair of clean feet and slender legs that stepped on the ground.

The silver-haired holy priest smiled, put his hands on his waist, and said nonchalantly, "I haven't worn them either. If you don't believe me, I'll show you right now if I have any."