After successive persuasion by Zeus and Athena, Flores' eyes kept flickering, as if he realized something, although he looked at Hades, the king of the underworld, with two or three points of hostility and two points of forbearance, his expression calmed down , the voice was hoarse, "Just as you said before, the bottle of life... I accept it."

Seeing that the situation had indeed developed as he had imagined, the corners of Zeus' mouth slightly raised, revealing a satisfied smile.

"I hope you can do what you promised." Hades looked at Flores with the same indifference, and said coldly, "I don't want to hear any more rumors about you and Xioni."

Flores didn't speak, and glanced at Adonis beside him.

The plant god understood, stepped forward to take the bottle of life from Hades, and handed it to his main god.

Hades seemed to have come here for this matter. After handing the bottle of life to Flores, His Majesty Pluto turned around and left without even looking at the King of Gods sitting here.

This matter is over.

Then Zeus rewarded the gods who performed outstandingly in the war, mainly the demigod hero Hercules. Zeus made him Hercules on the spot, stripped the mortal blood in his body, and lived forever like other gods.

In the end, there was a joyful celebration banquet, but because of emotional setbacks, the God of Vitality was very sad, and left the banquet early with his own godliness.

Hermes' worried request to stay was also resolutely rejected by him.

The gods sympathized with Flores, and no longer forced him, and watched him leave stumbling and full of loneliness.

After returning to his own temple, Flores sent Adonis away and let the God of Plants arrange his own time at will. The sadness and melancholy on his face immediately disappeared, and he walked briskly into his bedroom.

The black-haired and blue-eyed Pluto was leaning casually on the head of the God of Vitality's bed, holding a corner of the red cloth in his hand and gently stroking it.

Flores froze, "What are you doing to my clothes?"

Hades put down the clothes in his hands calmly, looked up at him, his eyes soft, "Why did it take you so long to come back?"

"I can't help it. I'm a poor lovelorn in their eyes now." Flores put the bottle of life on the table casually, took out the golden ball in her arms and stroked it carefully, "I'm afraid I'm too sad, Huh Hermes and Demeter took me to comfort me for a while."

Hades frowned and changed the subject, "When are we going back?"

"You can leave now. They will probably think that I am too sad, so they hide their tracks and travel on the earth as before." Flores did not lift his head, and poked the golden ball in his hand, "The one in the Temple of Vitality Flowers and plants are my eyes and ears, if anything happens, I can send it back immediately."

"Thesephorus..."

"I'm not Theseferus." Hearing the call of the golden ball again, Flores denied helplessly many times, "Forget it, you will understand when your consciousness fully recovers."

A trace of displeasure flashed across Hades' eyes, he got off the bed and walked over a few steps, reached out and snatched the golden ball from his partner's hand, "He has always mistook you as his child, in order to prevent any misunderstandings in the future, I will keep it Bar."

"What, what's the misunderstanding? I'll hand him over to Tartarus when I get back." Flores stood up and was about to snatch the golden ball back. "He doesn't like you, so I'll leave it to you." It's better here."

Hades was silent, and only relied on his height to lift the golden ball, avoiding his partner's hand.

Seeing that Flores got closer and closer to him in order to win the golden ball, until he was completely attached to his body, His Majesty Pluto's face remained unchanged, and he only tightly hugged his partner's waist with his other free hand.

The golden ball held high by His Majesty Pluto kept shining, trying to break free from his hand, but was firmly grasped and could not escape, and kept repeating: "Thesephorus... S..."

Seeing that he couldn't get the golden ball back, and was restrained by Hades and couldn't jump lightly to get it, Flores was in a hurry and hit Hades' arm hard with his fist.

The arm of His Majesty Pluto, who was caught off guard by the hit, went numb, and the next moment, the golden ball came out of his hand, drew a short streamline in midair, and fell into the clay bottle on the table.

"My ball! No, it's Eros!" Flores pushed Hades away in surprise, took a few steps, and reached out to take out the bottle.

He was scratching the mouth of the bottle with one hand, and the other arm had already been fully inserted into the bottle, and he kept paddling inside, aiming to find the golden ball that Eros' soul had transformed into.

Hades stood aside, silently watching the sudden changes in his partner's body when he put his hand into the bottle of life.

The black hair that was as long as the calf began to extend, and it had already reached the ground, but it was still growing, and all kinds of flowers appeared on the top of the head as if the spring returned to the earth, covering the daffodil wreath on Flores' head. Also top down.

And on the hard stone ground under his feet, tender green buds also sprouted, quickly growing into various fragrant flowers and plants.

However, compared with the changes in Flores' body, all these became insignificant again.

The figure of the young man who is the god of vitality has gradually grown taller and taller, the outline of slightly round eyes has become slightly narrower, the playful nose has become more upturned, and the little baby fat on the face has disappeared, and he has become beautiful and handsome .

The bright and youthful boy turned into a gorgeous and beautiful young man in an instant.

At this moment, Flores has exactly the same face as Xioni, except that the eyes and hair are still black, and there is a red mark on the forehead instead of the blue mark of Xioni.

This is another brand-new style, not as pure and bright as Flores when he was young, nor as cold and aloof as Xioni, but with a kind of enthusiasm that makes all men and women fall in love with it, Like a raging flame, with infinite enthusiasm and attraction.

His Majesty Pluto was already fascinated by this enthusiasm and attraction, and his eyes were fixed on his partner.

Flores, who was groping in the bottle of life with all her heart, hadn't noticed something was wrong.

Although the top of the head seems to have become a little heavier, and the angle of view of the eyes seems to have changed, but this is not enough to attract his attention.

The mouth of the bottle of life was too small, only big enough for him to put one arm in and there was a slight gap, but the gap was not enough for him to see what was inside the bottle.

The hand that reached in could only feel the soft water flowing from the palm of the hand, and after two more strokes, the back of the hand suddenly felt a familiar touch.

He was overjoyed, and as soon as he scooped it up, he took the thing into his hand.

I took it out and saw that it was a golden ball that fell in.

Both the golden ball and his hands were covered with transparent water stains. Flores was about to wipe it off with a cloth, but suddenly saw a dazzling light from the golden ball in his hand.

His eyes suddenly received such a strong light, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

"Thesephorus."

The voice was still the same, but compared to the previous fluttering, this time the voice was much more solid.

Flores couldn't help opening her eyes slightly, but saw that the light on the golden ball gradually weakened, and a small translucent figure emerged.

His eyes widened in surprise.

The figure that suddenly appeared looked too much like him.

Silver hair, blue eyes, almost expressionless face with a trace of tiredness, except that there is no blue ice and snow mark on the forehead, eyes are dark blue instead of ice blue, and the hair is short and curly. Xioni's him is exactly the same.

Flores opened her mouth, dumbfounded, her heartbeat accelerated unknowingly, "You... are you Eros?"

"You should call me Father God." Eros frowned, and sat down on the golden ball with his small body.

He looked at Flores with those calm and sleepy eyes, and his brows tightened, "I remember you have silver hair and blue eyes, why did you turn black, and you still wear flowers on your hair? It's not pretty at all."

Flores opened and closed her mouth, and wanted to tell the other party that her other form was also silver-haired and blue-eyed, but suddenly felt that it was meaningless to talk about such things now.

Even if he also has silver hair and blue eyes, he cannot be a child of Eros.

He hesitated for a while, avoiding the other party's gaze with some trepidation, and said in a low voice, "You are wrong, I am not your child, and you are not my Godfather."

When Eros was still in the delirious golden ball form, he regarded him as his own child, Theseeverus, and clung to him all day long.

Flores thought that he would realize this mistake after the other party regained consciousness. Although Eros would inevitably continue to be sad because of his missing child, Flores did not want to deceive the other party, let alone risk identify others.

But he didn't expect that Eros had apparently regained consciousness at this moment, but he still regarded him as Theseeverus.

Even so, Flores never thought about admitting this identity. Although he sympathized with what happened to Eros, he didn't want to deceive him.

Well-intentioned deception is also deception, if he now recognizes the identity of Theseeverus because he does not want to make Eros feel sad, then Eros will suffer even more if the incident happens in the future.

However, Eros failed to understand his good intentions.

The little transparent primitive god suddenly stood up, his whole body was less than the length of a palm, his face was expressionless, his dark blue eyes were full of displeasure, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes, "You don't want to recognize me? "

"It's not that I don't want to recognize you, it's that I'm not your child." Flores persuaded him almost earnestly, "My name is Flores, not Theseeverus. I have my own parents. There is a brother, I am really not your child."

What he said was referring to his parents and elder brother before crossing over, but in Hades' ears, he only regarded it as the river god Kephissos and his wife and Narcissus who adopted him.

The author has something to say: Everyone wants to see Eros, so let him play.

厄洛斯:儿子怎么变得这么像塔尔塔罗斯,头上还开花是什么鬼?感谢在2019-12-2623:56:36~2019-12-2723:59:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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