The Scarlet Sky of Romance Legend

"It was I who dreamed of you, and the fire burned forever; or you gazed at me, and the light flowed through the day and night."

"I move the stars and turn the buckets, waiting for a promise in a thousand years; I hold the world of life and death, and watch the flowers in the East China Sea fade."

"Chasing the wind, chasing the rain, I am not exhausted. I have cut the mountains and broken the rivers. Whoever will ravage me; I will not be incomplete if I have been greedy and happy.

"I have not compromised after I have broken my wings and bleed blood. Who will forget me through the dust and sand; I am not timid if I have passed my love and followed my heart. Who will say goodbye after raising a glass and clinking a cup?"

"...Who will say goodbye?"

"—You come to say goodbye."

The soft and lingering voice of the woman echoed in the highest hall, was carried by the wind and carried out of the open hall door, and drifted all the way in the green field.

Scattered origami cranes floating alone in the clear blue sky with nowhere to go, their faint singing voices diffused over the wilderness, these little unconscious creatures flapped their flat wings awkwardly a few times, setting off a wave of wind and waves .The wind and waves collided with the tide of singing, and both sides soon collapsed.

All withered under the white sky.

When Yan and Ming returned to the original country, Hela and Fenrir had already left.They opened the door and walked into the hall of the gods, only to see the purple-haired goddess sitting safely and lonely on the throne under the tree of life and the tree of good and evil, holding a golden harp in a daze.

Yan raised his eyebrows, and someone standing by the door turned his head, put his right hand on his left chest, and performed a silent knight's salute.

Light gray hair, golden gray eyes, one of the eight honors, "loyalty", dust.

"What's the matter?" Yan asked him in a low voice, Ming who came in with her looked around the scene in front of her, and shrugged at who she didn't know.

"The brothers and sisters of the 'Serpent of the Atrium' have come. A wolf named Fenrir, and a little girl named Hela." Chen turned his face and replied in the same low voice, "They have already left... …Although we don’t know exactly what the situation is and what their origins are, at the very least, they won’t appear on our battlefield again in the future.”

"So what if it appears? At worst, there will be no return." Yan snorted lightly, and she didn't mind killing a few more people just after killing Adam.

"...Your Highness, as long as you are happy." Chen was suspiciously silent for a while, and finally had no choice but to utter these words dryly.

#结曲，除想想His Royal Highness must have been undercover all these years because he was taught badly by that bastard Asura. QAQ#

#除has decided to go up and hate Ashura when he sees him in the future, and he will hate him to death#

#It’s not an exaggeration to cut down all the bastards with bad His Royal Highness→_→#

"So now, after all..." Yan still doesn't quite understand what the current atmosphere in the Pantheon is. It stands to reason that even if there are fewer enemies, even if there is no party to celebrate, the atmosphere will not be as cold as it is now... Facing This created a more serious atmosphere than a funeral, with a dazed look on his face.

Before Yan could ask the question, he was cut off by another voice:

"Welcome back, Yan."

The little goddess on the throne was still holding her harp, her head was bowed, and her eyes were still fixed on the golden strings, as if she didn't say the welcome words just now.

But this sentence was like a signal, and all the people in the Pantheon who were still panting became active in an instant. Chen, who was leaning next to his highness early in the morning to ask for warmth and generously answered, naturally did not show it, what Longhui? Xie Lei and others even rushed over directly——well, take back the foreword, Lei, a golden-haired monkey with a severe Oedipus【Wait, what's wrong】, still stays by Yuan's side, and of course everyone thinks it's not just because of this The brat likes Yuan very much. The other reason is probably because Yan often trained him to death, so that for a while when he saw Yan, his legs trembled. But at the same time, it also indirectly led to the fact that Lei's favorability degree in Lei's heart was completely negative...

Yan was still in a daze without reacting at all, and was already surrounded by three people. Hui, who is usually good at pushing his nose and face, gave full play to the characteristics of his ugly appearance and inner personality as well as his ugly personality. Yan's handsome cloak began to climb up——Taki, who used to dislike him and took pleasure in tearing each other for years, slapped the brat's ass indifferently, and slapped the brat While screaming, he also gave him a helping hand. The golden little emperor put his legs around Yan's neck, and sat firmly on Yan's shoulders... The onlookers were stunned, and he also manually said goodbye.

→_→Dare to climb on Yan and even sit on it, boy are you good at it→_→You will be thrown down by Yan after a while and spanked. Came back from undercover in the underworld sect [What], full of vicious aura bursting out of the table, killing a companion at random is just like playing for fun →_→

He couldn't hear the inner os of the onlookers. Dust was squeezed away from his highness with a blank face. Of course, if he could hear the inner os of the onlookers, he would have pulled out the eternal gun Kungunir and went up by now. fight

→_→How can you blackmail a highness in front of his highness? !

Next, the camera will change, let us understand in detail what is going on in the surrounded Yan:

Taki [note that he is definitely in a male form at this time]: "Oh, long time no see, Captain, and my skin has improved a lot... What brand of cosmetics do you use? What kind of toner? Which kind of mascara? Which kind What kind of blush? What kind of eye shadow? Which kind of..." [The author believes that the readers and girls must know more about cosmetics than the rough guy of the author, so I won't continue to waste words here, and everyone can make up for this beauty by themselves Yan Kuangmo's painting style]

Hui [riding on Yan's neck and grabbing the other's hair, with a face full of taunts from the emperor]: "Cut, don't waste your time there, dead ladyboy! Have you ever seen Yan put on makeup? Have you seen her doing maintenance? ? When was it not you who pressed Yan and then smeared her face blindly!? Wake up, you bloody monster!" The little emperor spat on Taki's face, and said contemptuously, "Don't waste your energy there! Your life! That’s how frustrating it is!”

So the following script was delighted to hear, and Yan, who was in a semi-crazy state, directly lifted Hui from his neck and threw it aside, and smashed it on Taki's face impartially——after recovering, the two did something. The first thing they do is to roll up their sleeves and hurt each other, the painting style is consistent and the frequency is the same, and the tacit understanding is so inhuman-it's a pity that the tacit understanding between the two of them is all about fighting.

Then there is Xie with a monocle of gold-rimmed glasses. He is half a head shorter than Yan. When Yan did not choose to bend over thoughtfully, the great mechanic could only look at her with his neck up—that look in his eyes Yan Yan was a little dazed, because it was indeed a look she had never seen in Xie's eyes—serious, focused and serious, even calmer than when he was facing the machine.

After getting rid of the viciousness, nonsense and cynicism in the past, Yan discovered for the first time that Xie's essence is actually an extremely serious person.

"Thank you for Adam's matter." The young man in the red dress handed her a bottle of yellow peach juice, and picked up another bottle himself. It seemed that he wanted to toast with her, but when Yan opened the bottle, he was about to clink glasses with him. At that time, Xie took the first step to withdraw the hand holding the glass bottle, and quickly poured the whole bottle of yellow peach juice into his stomach "gurgling".

He was holding the bottle and blowing it boldly as if drinking, a few drops of orange juice fell on the white scarf, looking a bit lonely.

I've lost my mind, and I can't figure out what it means to be serious all day long, but this time the guy suddenly became serious, so I can only pick up the bottle and try to hypnotize myself. The bottle is not peach juice but brandy, bold and unrestrained To blow.

When he finished drinking, Xie shattered the glass bottle on the ground with a "pop" sound. Obviously he just drank a bottle of juice, but he seemed to be drunk after drinking a bottle of wine. Drooping, and some shivering in the calves.At this time, Yan hadn't finished drinking, so he put down the bottle and looked at him blankly.Xie tilted his head slightly, and actually showed a smile when he usually succeeded in a prank: "Thank you."

In the face of Adam, I can't do things as absolutely as you do.

——At best, I can destroy his current body, but I can't tear his soul apart.

After all, he still cares... No matter how shameless he is, he still has no way to hurt him over and over again.

Yan looked at him, his red eyes slightly darkened.

Then Xie walked away as if he was drunk, and Yan looked at his actions with horror... Fortunately, fortunately, there was no oolong incident in which a certain Glory got drunk with yellow peach juice and accidentally bumped into the bearing pillar of the Pantheon and died.

Yan was slightly relieved, only felt that the painting styles of the undercover companions were still so weird... Fortunately, fortunately, this was the people she was familiar with.

Of course, the welcome of this group of people was expected, but after a while, something unexpected came:

"Papa Yan, Papa Yan! Welcome home!"

The cute little Pandora loli resolutely abandons her own father and falls into Shuaibi's arms.

Ming: "..." I must have raised a fake daughter.

Dust: "2333" This person's face is full of gloating and delighted.

Yan picked up the little Lolita, and happily rubbed the baby fat on the little girl's face that hadn't changed for thousands of years.

The little loli leaned closer and slapped the opponent's face.

Yan: ~~~~ It feels like being healed by the little loli in an instant.

Yuan watched them frolicking in the hall, carefree.Except for the lack of a few people, the world in this kingdom of gods seems to have never changed a little bit, it is still filled with laughter and laughter, and it is still a paradise in the minds of all living beings.

The veil of hypocrisy conceals all the sorrows under the laughter and laughter, but everything in the world cannot be hidden after all—there still seems to be the faint laughter from the ancient female prophet, even though she is dead, even if Even the souls of the undead are not at peace, and all these human affairs have already fallen into her eyes and into her singing—and whether they can be broken depends on fate.

The song of nothingness resounded through the kingdom of the gods, they laughed and laughed, and no one could listen to the hymn of despair:

"The golden sun goes to the end and the silver moon follows, the sky is their elegy;

"Platinum heroes in black armor,

"She triumphed all the way, and the throne of the end was set on the summit of darkness;

"Who said only the devil can be vicious and cruel?

"In the end, the gods will have blood on their hands."

Maybe Yan heard it, because she had seen Sybil die with her own eyes.

But the golden God of War was surrounded by his companions, talking non-stop, and his singing was expelled from the periphery of the circle of gods. The sad river of fate had nowhere to flow, and could only gradually dry up.

When the kingdom of the gods was full of laughter and laughter, the scarlet devil opened his pure white eyes in the dark night, he summoned his subordinates, he commanded his army, the demons sharpened their teeth and claws in the dark, Prepare to unleash the bloodiest frenzy against the shining gods.

In the end, he was ready to let the world they created die.