He and It

What are you thinking about? Behind him, Dragon God Yan Huan walked slowly, and he came to this bedroom that was extremely ingenious and imaginative. Because Liu Fuguang didn't like overly exaggerated and luxurious decorations, he He then ordered people to build this exquisite palace, with its ultimate elegance and artistic conception. Even the most picky phoenix and golden bird would wander here in ecstasy for three hundred days and nights.

If you have any troubles, please tell me. You and I are about to get married. As Taoist couples, I am happy to solve all your problems.

He spoke so affectionately, and his handsome face contained a deep affection that could make the world's hearts tremble.

Liu Fuguang raised his head and turned to Yan Huan. His eyes were still as clear as an autumn spring, clean and clear, clearly reflecting all the colors in the world.

Looking at these eyes, Yan Huan's smile did not change, and his eyes had secretly become colder.

It was as if the corruption of power and wealth were completely ineffective and all his efforts were in vain. Liu Fuguang showed no sign of depravity. His heart and eyes were still the same as the blue sky above. The white clouds pass by slowly, the flying geese pass by slowly, the blue sky accommodates everything, but there is no need for any changes in itself.

I do have a question to ask you, Liu Fuguang said straight to the point, looking at Yan Huan, You are very kind to me, but this kind of kindness has gone beyond the normal scope and has begun to become pathological, more like wanting to You praise me to death. Why? You... I don’t think you meant it, right?

Yan Huan was caught off guard when his attempt was exposed so bluntly, and at that moment he felt a long-lost emotion that was akin to fright.

I... He composed himself, took three steps and two steps at a time, walked to Liu Fuguang and squatted down, looking up at him. Please listen to me.

Facing Liu Fuguang, Yan Huan's expression changed and became humble. He said humbly: I know that you are the prince of Dongmo. You are of noble birth. All your parents, relatives and friends love and respect you. As for me, I have no father or mother, and I am alone. Look, what do I have here? Power and wealth are of no use to me. , except for monks, I don’t even have a single living creature here!”

He lowered his eyebrows and said sadly: I am the Dragon God. Why are the creatures in the world so afraid of me and hate me? So I... I thought you would be different. The real immortal said you are the most suitable for me. Taoist companion, then you should be the most special one. I don’t want…I don’t want you to be afraid of me too.”

Yan Huan looked into Liu Fuguang's eyes. The fictitious beauty in his eyes revealed the same fictitious sadness.

Did I go too far? he asked, I'm sorry, I can't always control this level...did I offend you?

Of course, inferiority complex is also a kind of evil. Yan Huan is a collection of all the evils in the world, and his emotional changes are watertight. There is no such perfect performance in this world.

Young Liu Fuguang couldn't help but be startled. He didn't look at the other person's illusory eyes. He only looked at Yan Huan's terrifying eyes that were wandering around. He saw that in addition to low self-esteem, there was also resentment, resentment, unwillingness... and many more. Emotions as thick as paint are churning and brewing.

He sighed. Even though he knew that the other party was mostly talking nonsense, he still felt that Yan Huan was really pitiful.

So, Liu Fuguang stretched out his hand and gently touched the top of Yan Huan's hair.

I don't hate you, he said, Don't worry.

At that moment, Yan Huan's body completely froze.

He said he was affectionate, but in fact, he needed to try his best to avoid active contact with Liu Fuguang. Because this young cultivator is like the sun, like the glow reflected by the ever-bright lamp on the Buddha statue. The closer he gets, the more he feels that greed and murderous desire are both equally important, and they want to burst out from his chest to his throat, and then spit them out endlessly.

The moment Liu Fuguang touched him, a fire-like warmth spread all over Yan Huan's body, like a hot iron puzzle piece that suddenly filled in the vacant part of his heart, causing his whole body to heat up in a hurry.

A person who has been completely frozen and is thickly covered by ice will never feel anything no matter how much he is hit or beaten by the outside world. Only when he is roasted by flames and illuminated by the sun does the ice melt. Only when he slowly melts away can he experience the feeling of interacting with the outside world again.

——It hurts.

Yan Huan only had one thought left in his mind.

——It really hurts. It turns out that this is what pain feels like!

He almost panicked and avoided the hand, stood up hastily, and then, without saying a word, he turned into a black mist and hurriedly dispersed from Liu Fuguang's face.

The light went out again.

Liu Fuguang in ghost form remained silent, quietly overlooking his memory.

What happened just now probably happened during his first days in Dragon Palace. He still doesn't know why Yan Huan avoided his hand at that time.

...Forget it, what’s the use of thinking about it now? Let the past pass.

On the day of the wedding, the ceremony attracted worldwide attention. In addition to Liu Fuguang's family members, there were also real immortals who came to congratulate them. The envoy who presided over the wedding was a true immortal who was known as the Old Man under the Moon, holding the most precious marriage book in the world. The old man's beard and hair were all white, and his beard reached to the ground. He looked at the two of them with a smile. Liu Fuguang was wearing a luxurious robe. , Yan Huan's dark cassock also showed embroidered gold patterns.

He took out a red thread from his arms and tied it on the little fingers of the two of them. The red light flashed and the red thread disappeared without a trace. This was the conclusion of the contract.

The old man took out another jade pen, scratched the top of his head with the tip of the pen, and said lovingly: I will write your names in the marriage book. After writing it, you will be a Taoist couple approved by heaven and earth. But, ah , I have to say it first, the marriage book only connects the marriage. In the future, as long as one of you regrets the marriage - no matter which party, the names on the marriage book will be invalid, and you can no longer be considered a real couple. Do you understand?

What he said was really unlucky. How could anyone say such unlucky words during a wedding? Liu Fuguang's parents, who were sitting above, almost turned green at the sound. But a true immortal is a true immortal after all. It is common for him to act wildly and not follow the rules. Liu Fuguang doesn't mind, but just nodded. The smile on Yan Huan's face was fake, but in fact, he had long been impatient with this farce. In his heart, he just wanted to peel off all the real immortals present and hang them bloody and upside down. It was true, and he didn't care about this bad luck.

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