What Yan Zhao wanted to express was to stay in the same room with Rong Yu tonight.
It is not necessary to do anything substantial, but simply sleeping in the same bed is a leap forward for two people who have been estranged for many days.
Now that he has begun to face his inner self, it is not a good idea to keep avoiding it. Yan Zhao wants to try to get along with Rong Yu little by little.
He was afraid that if he revealed his identity as the Lord God, Rong Yu would immediately go to war with him. At present, he could only use the help of the zombies to maintain a good relationship with Rong Yu.
But I hope that when my true identity is exposed, Rong Yu will not hate him too much.
He didn't expect Rong Yu to give this answer.
The big devil never has a good temper. Yan Zhao wants to have a cold war, so he can have a cold war. If he wants to make peace, he can make peace. What does he think of him
Yan Zhao wanted to stay, but Rong Yu refused.
Although Rong Yu's tone was casual and his posture was lazy, as if he was just saying it casually, Yan Zhao knew that he was serious about his life as soon as he heard it.
Build him into the wall... Well, it was the devil who did it.
It can be seen that Rongyu was really angry.
Under normal circumstances, the Lord God with a strong sense of self-esteem would not tolerate such an insult and would walk away on the spot.
But when he thought about what he had done, including being wrongly hunted down, destroying someone's innocence, and starting a cold war... compared to that, his dignity was nothing.
What's more, it was the face of the zombie Yan Zhao that was lost, not the face of the Lord God Yan Zhao.
Yan Zhao comforted himself in this way, and then made up his mind: "If this can make you forget about it."
He didn't dare to use the power of the Lord God in this world, for fear that Rong Yu would discover his flaws. Fortunately, the power of the Zombie King was enough.
Yan Zhao used his strength ability to instantly create a hole on the wall that was big enough for one person, and rubble and paint fell all over the ground.
Amid the flying dust, Rong Yu squinted his eyes and coughed lightly a few times.
Are they here to demolish the house so late at night
Yan Zhao hypnotized himself by looking at the dent in the wall.
He doesn't know who I am now, so what if he loses face? He doesn't know who I am now, so what if he loses face...
Then he stood back into the wall with an expressionless face.
His flushed face revealed his embarrassment at the moment.
Rong Yu opened his eyes slightly, and his first reaction was: "Puff—"
“Hahahahahahahahahahahaha…” He laughed so hard that he slapped his thigh and almost laughed to tears, he was extremely happy and unrestrained.
This scene is really too funny.
If it was the stupid zombie from before, it would be fine, but the one in front of him was clear to Rong Yu.
He was chasing after so many worlds, but he couldn't tell the difference at first sight. And he still hasn't discovered it after these few days. Then he has lived in vain.
I just don't want to expose it.
He just wanted to see how long the sun could continue to perform.
The wise, mighty, proud and noble sun god foolishly locked himself in a wall just because of his angry words, and even paralyzed himself, thinking that he was unaware of the situation.
Interesting, really interesting.
I have to say, he was very happy.
Yan Zhao listened to Rong Yu's undisguised laughter and his face turned red from his neck to his ears. He felt ashamed and embarrassed, but not annoyed.
He thought dully that this was probably the most ridiculous day of his life.
And it’s voluntary.
What's even funnier is that he laughed so loudly that not only did he not feel angry, he even had the urge to laugh too.
If he treated himself as a joke, it would make Rong Yu feel less angry and happier, and it would not be in vain for him to act stupid.
It's better than Rong Yu frowning, pursing his lips, and looking unhappy all day long.
Realizing his own thoughts, Yan Zhao sighed softly.
He obviously lost to this devil.
A heart is completely lost, completely defeated.
Rong Yu laughed for a long time before finally stopping, still with a smile in his voice: "Since you like staying inside the wall so much, then stay there forever."
Having said that, he covered himself with the quilt and went to sleep, not intending to care about the great god on the wall anymore.
He was not easily moved by kindness, and it was very satisfying for him to see the sun being humiliated.
Compared to the sun without memory before, the one in front of him is the most charming and hateful.
Zombies don't need sleep, and standing in the wall all night is not tiring, it just looks a bit ridiculous. But it was late at night and no one could see this scene. The only audience Rong Yu had fallen asleep, and Yan Zhao became Rong Yu's only audience again.
Standing still was boring and uncomfortable. Yan Zhao stared at Rong Yu and did not feel bored at all.
He looked at Rong Yu's sleeping posture and thought of something that happened a long time ago.
Gods and demons do not need sleep, but they can also recover their energy through hibernation after excessive mental exhaustion. When he was in charge of the world of all gods, he had to keep an eye on billions of small worlds in operation every second to find the problematic planes. It was extremely exhausting. When his eyes were sore and his brain was tired, he would rest on the throne with his eyes closed for a while.
The Lord God is a workaholic. In the world of all gods, there is only a throne that serves as his office chair, and the plane images that rotate at high speed all the time around him. When he is awake, he stares at the small world all the time. When he is too tired, he closes his eyes and takes a nap. This is the Lord God's job, which is extremely boring.
And he didn't even dare to rest for a moment.
There is no time in the world of all gods, and the time of the universe is passing by rapidly. Once the main god falls asleep, even if it is only for a short while, he may miss abnormal information and wake up to find that hundreds or thousands of small worlds have been destroyed.
Every destruction means the disappearance of billions of lives.
All living beings are ants to God. If he were a truly cold-blooded and heartless God, he wouldn't care about the lives of ants and could just leave them alone. But he is not.
Each small world has a guardian god who guards it and swears to protect it. As the ruler of the universe, the Lord God is holy and philanthropic, and takes it as his responsibility to protect the universe. To him, those who die are not ants, but his people. His loss of consciousness may cause countless lives to never be resurrected.
The price was too high, and he dared not neglect his duties, as this would go against the light and justice in divinity.
But he was really overworked and had to fall into a deep sleep, otherwise he would make more mistakes due to his splitting headache.
The establishment of the Space-Time Administration Bureau greatly eased his work pressure, but compared with the various accidents that occurred in the world, this amount of money was just a drop in the bucket.
There was a time when a great chaos occurred while he was sleeping, the universe was in turmoil, and holes appeared in hundreds of thousands of worlds, causing casualties of more than trillions of lives.
Yan Zhao was awakened by the alarm. After checking, he found that the biggest variable in the universe was Rongyu, the son of destiny who defected from the 6666 world.
This demon king actually possesses power comparable to that of a main god, and is even more powerful than the guardian god of the small world.
Only a strong person of this level can cause such great damage.
Yan Zhao chose to go in person without hesitation, vowing to bring the culprit to justice.
At first, he was full of disgust towards this demon king. The loopholes appeared in tens of thousands of worlds, and the impact and losses were incalculable. It would not be a pity even if the other party was cut into pieces and turned into ashes.
The demon was extremely beautiful and powerful, and his flames were even as bright as the sun's. The first time he saw him, the red-robed demon king was slightly startled, and suddenly he put away his flames, with a glimmer in his eyes: "You look like an old friend of mine."
He just felt confused, it was the first time he saw the Demon King, and as a pursuer, he attacked mercilessly as soon as he raised his hand.
That was a murderous intention.
After all, he is much older than the demon king in becoming a god, and the other party is no match for him in a head-on confrontation.
The demon king barely dodged the blow, but was still injured. The sword cut off his hairband, revealing his black hair and blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.
The Lord God condensed a golden sword, intending to pierce the soul of the Demon King and turn him into ashes.
A few strands of severed black hair fell to the ground. The devil lowered his head and looked at it for a long time, his ten fingers tightly curled up, wrinkling the gorgeous red dress.
"It seems." The Demon King looked up at him, wiped the blood from his lips, and said with a mocking smile, "I was wrong."
The demon king had an incomparable beauty, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that were so beautiful that the world was eclipsed. Although he was smiling at that moment, the light in his eyes was extinguished, as if he had lost all hope. The red lotus fire was born and he shed tears, and the teardrop mole at the end of his eye seemed to be his own tears, which made the Lord God dazed and unable to move for a while.
The devil took advantage of that opening and transformed into a beam of red light and disappeared on the spot.
The Lord God looked at the open space and then came back to his senses.
The devil is still the devil, insidious and cunning. His previous words and actions were just to wait for an opportunity to escape.
Next time I see you, I will never be fooled like this again.
What followed was the pursuit of countless worlds.
Rong Yu was really good at hiding and escaping, with endless tricks and surprising moves. Yan Zhao was powerful but upright, so he was always hard to guard against and often let him escape.
After Yan Zhao figured out all the useful cards, Rong Yu began to shamelessly use the beauty trap.
Except for the scene when his golden sword was pointed at her when they first met, the Demon King had never been in a state of embarrassment or weakness. He was always beautiful, cunning, and alluring.
The world is not as interesting as Rong Yu. Yan Zhao had been boring for so many years, but Rong Yu really stirred up all his emotions.
Surprised, helpless, surprised, not knowing whether to laugh or cry...
Yan Zhao had never seen such a person, who could enjoy himself even when on the run. Rong Yu actually brought a soft bed and bedding with him, sleeping wherever he went, being extremely lazy. He only rested when he was overworked, but Rong Yu only rested for comfort.
Several times he detected Rong Yu's location and teleported over, only to see the devil lazily crawling out of the bed, exposing his fragrant shoulders and raising his eyelids: "Lord God, you always appear in my bed, do you want to spend the night with me?"
After several confrontations, Yan Zhao was immune to this level of beauty trap and took out the Demon Binding Rope calmly.
The bright and beautiful woman's expression changed instantly, and she said sadly, "Don't tie me up, I'm afraid it will hurt."
He was immune to this move. Yan Zhao cruelly tied Rong Yu up with a magic rope.
To this day, he is completely indifferent to the Demon King's words.
Rong Yu blinked, suddenly knelt up, leaned over and kissed him: "You have been chasing me for so long, I just agree to it."
Yan Zhao was stunned on the spot.
Rong Yu immediately broke free from the rope and ran away.
Words no longer work on the Lord God, only a kiss will work this time. Rong Yu sighed.
It will be hard to end it if you don’t have sex next time.
But the next time we met, he didn't do that.
…
It wouldn't take Yan Zhao that long to catch Rong Yu. After Rong Yu had used up all his trump cards, it would be easy for him to capture the Demon King.
He himself was reluctant to leave.
He didn't know why he was reluctant.
In the end, Rong Yu gave up on escaping.
When they met again in a world of immortal cultivation, Rong Yu saw him, gave up struggling and sat on a big rock: "I won't run away, you can kill me or cut me up as you like."
He lowered his eyes and sighed: "I am tired too. Why are you so passionate, sun?"
Yan Zhao walked up to him and took out his golden sword.
Rong Yu chuckled: "Damn Sun, you really want to kill me."
The golden sword suddenly turned into a golden ring, which was wrapped around his right wrist, restraining his power.
"I won't kill you." Yan Zhao finally gave up and said calmly, "But I want you to go to the small world to complete the mission and make up for your mistakes. This is my life artifact, the Red Gold Sun Ring. Your power is sealed here. Don't think about escaping anymore."
Rong Yu looked up and raised his eyebrows: "Lord God, are you in love with me?"
Yan Zhao had a blank expression on his face: "Don't push your luck."
"I think red suits me better, and I also like beautiful jewelry like blood jade. I had one before, but unfortunately I broke it, and I've always felt sorry about it." Rong Yu shook the gold ring on his wrist, "Can it be turned into a blood jade bracelet?"
"..." Yan Zhao was well aware of his level of self-love and beauty, so he was not surprised to hear that.
Yan Zhao still satisfied his small request.
Rong Yu chuckled: "Then thank you, Lord God, for the token of love you gave me."
Yan Zhao said patiently: "Don't talk nonsense."
"I never talk nonsense." Rong Yu looked straight at him.
"You can forget the past, and I can predict the future."