When I woke up, I became the King of Hades

Lan Zijun went down from the heavenly palace and went straight to the underworld. There was no hope for Emperor Huagai, so he had to stop it from the source.

Unconsciously in the Tiangong, it turned out that it was already late at night, and with the cold air of the moonlit night, Lan Zijun came back hurriedly.

Going straight to Huatian's room, Lan Zijun kicked Huatian's door directly.

"Flower field!"

When it was a good time, Hanada was very excited, and was lying on Jianjian's body, ready to have a good time.

Frightened by Lan Zijun's words, Huatian trembled, and his body that had just warmed up was extremely cold.

Hastily pulled off a quilt to cover Jian Jian and his naked body.

As soon as he stepped in with one foot, Lan Zijun quickly retracted, and stood at the door with his back on his back, his face was hot, when had he seen such a scene.

The eager mood turned into irritability, and Lan Zijun didn't know what to do, so he could only stand where he was.

Sexually disturbed, Hanada sat on the bed to calm down, looked disappointedly at Jianjian's alluring back, and caressed her hands dishonestly.

"What are you doing!" Jianjian retracted into the quilt, blocking the exposed body, and someone's eyes were already stunned.

"I'm hard again." Hanada opened her arms, hugged all of Kanenken tightly through the quilt, and rubbed her body back and forth.

It was already on fire, but Jianjian couldn't bear the stickiness of the flower field, stretched out his foot and kicked the flower field away, and shouted: "Master Lan is still outside, go out and have a look."

Huatian rolled down from the bed, put on a robe casually, and walked out the door, leaning on the door frame and looking at Lan Zijun's back.

I really want to hit it with a hammer!

"Brother Zijun." Huatian called Lan Zijun.

Lan Zijun adjusted his state, tried his best to keep calm and turned around: "Hey, Brother Hua."

"Hey." Huatian responded with the same laughter, "Brother Zijun, you said you didn't sleep at night, why did you kick my door?"

The tense atmosphere in Tiangong just disappeared, Lan Zijun looked at Huatian's half-opened skirt, and didn't know what to say.

"Go to bed first, we'll talk about it tomorrow." After speaking, Lan Zijun ran away in a flash.

Huatian stared angrily at Lan Zijun's disappearing back, and cursed: "Lan Zijun, your uncle, if nothing happens tomorrow, I will..."

"What are you doing!" Jianjian sat down on a chair, dressed neatly, and looked at Huatian coldly, even if he stayed in the underworld for another 1000 years, Huatian would not dare to do anything to Lan Zijun.

Hanada read through Jianjian's mind, rushed to the back room, and hugged Jianjian in his arms.

"I don't dare to do anything to Lan Zijun, but you, I have to do you tonight." As he spoke, he threw Jianjian onto the bed and tore off the robe he had just put on.

"You dare to bully me." Jian Jian complained, dragging a corner of the quilt to cover his body.

"Yes, I dare to do this to you. If Wei Zhi is lying on the bed, I..." Hua Tian immediately shut his mouth, and there was already a picture in his mind.

Jianjian was amused and laughed out loud.

"Don't laugh." Huatian approached Jianjian, pretending to be fierce and staring at him.

"I want to laugh, but you don't care about me." Jian Jian held his belly, his body shaking non-stop.

"Hmph, you won't be able to laugh later." Hanada violently lifted the quilt and got under Jianjian's body.

……

Kissing away the tears from the corners of Kaneken's eyes, Hanada hugged Kaneken tightly in his arms.

Jianjian had no strength left, so he let Huatian hold him. This dog in heat really dared to fight hard. After that, he would never let Huatian touch him again.

Jianjian's mind was running fast, and his neck was aching.

Opening his heavy eyelids, he saw Hua Tian lying on his neck and biting.

"Get up!" roared in disgust, Jian Jian didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

Hanada stopped what she was doing, and looked up at Kaneken.

"What are you doing?" Jian Jian roared pretending to be impatient, if he didn't stop it, he might not be able to sleep tonight.

"I'm hard again..." Sure enough.

Jianjian twitched the corner of his mouth, fearing that his waist would be ruined if he did it again.

"I'm tired." Jianjian said softly, opened his eyes full of mist, and looked at the flower field for a moment.

Huatian covered Jianjian's eyes, and if he continued to watch, he couldn't hold back, and Jianjian was afraid that he was about to fail.

"Go to sleep." He circled his arms into a circle, wrapping Jianjian tightly in his arms.

Jian Jian felt relieved, Hanada said he would not do it, and fell asleep in an instant.

But Huatian didn't feel sleepy at all, it was already the seventh day, and when he closed his eyes, countless pictures came over him like overwhelming.

There were too many, and he couldn't breathe.

Everything was so familiar, the people around him had never changed, only he was kept in the dark, dragged from one trap to another.

There was nothing he could do.

Fortunately, in the middle of the night when I was depressed, I still had Jianjian in my arms by my side.

Thinking of this, Hanada retracted her arms, pressed her chin against Jianjian's forehead, and kissed deeply.

Jianjian grunted and fell asleep again.

After a sleepless night, Hanada thought a lot about everything about love, friendship and hell.

Waking up early in the morning, Hua Tian went to knock on Lan Zijun's door in person.

Lan Zijun also stayed up all night, thinking about how to prevent Huatian from going to Xitian Island.

Hearing the knock on the door, Lan Zijun was taken aback for a moment, and shouted: "Who!"

"Me!" The voice of the flower field outside the door sounded, Lan Zijun was even more stunned and reacted for a while before opening the door.

"Why are you here?" Lan Zijun blurted out, it was too abnormal.

He moved out again and looked at the eastern sky. The sun had just risen, and the light of milky yellow hit the edge of the underworld softly.

What a morning.

Hua Tian's face darkened, and he said displeasedly: "Didn't you say something happened last night? I'm not here to ask you this morning."

Lan Zijun is not ready to speak, who would have thought that Huatian was so active.

"You come in first." He whispered and invited Huatian in.

Lan Zijun poured Huatian a cup of cool water.

Hua Tian shook the teacup dissatisfied, then put it down and stared at Lan Zijun.

Tell me what you want.

The eyeballs rolled rapidly, it was really hard for Lan Zijun to die.

Just cut to the chase and made it clear: "You can't go to Xitian."

"Why?" Hua Tian asked, his eyes were dyed with an imperceptible sullen color.

"You forgot, you can't use the spirit guard sword at will." Lan Zijun found a reason at random, and Lan Zijun wanted to prevaricate it.

According to Huatian's personality, he will not pursue it to the end.

But today's Huatian is on the bar, and I want to get to the bottom of it.

"What is the relationship between the Spirit Guard Sword and me?" Hua Tian stood up, pressing on Lan Zijun step by step.

Lan Zijun remained silent, being forced by Huatian to retreat steadily.

"Lan Zijun, we have been together for so many years, you still look down on me, right? In your heart, you don't consider me a friend at all." Huatian snorted coldly, forced Lan Zijun to a corner, and stopped. .

Lan Zijun raised his eyes and looked at Huatian in surprise. After all these years, don't you know if there is anything?

Huatian continued to press: "You are just a plant with green sap, so what's the big deal."

Sure enough, it exploded at one point.