After Marrying the Evil God

Chapter 84: Temple

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… gentlemen

Qi Baicha's thin lips moved, and she opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Consciousness was dizzy, and the excessive consumption of divine power made him mentally exhausted, and he just wanted to sleep in the snow.

He closed his eyes and passed out on the snow.

Qi Ye still looked at him blankly, even if he saw the young man faint in front of his eyes, he was indifferent.

Li Jin, who was observing secretly on the roof, had a burning gaze. Yes, just take advantage of this time to kill him—

Qi Ye stood still for a moment, like a statue in the wind, without any intention of taking advantage of others' danger.

Why haven't you acted yet? Li Jin looked anxious. If he wasn't able to kill God, he would have wanted to replace Qi Ye himself.

It's a pity that he was not only banned, but he couldn't even manipulate Qi Ye to make him kill Xue Shen. He can only add fuel to the flames, stimulate all the evil nature of the evil god, and hope that Qi Ye will destroy the sky and destroy the earth and start the killing.

The pure and turbid air naturally repels each other.

The evil god and the snow god are destined to have a battle.

Unexpectedly, if Li Jin continued to look at it, Qi Ye actually picked up the unconscious boy, turned it into a wisp of black mist, and disappeared.

Li Jin: "???"

He was very sure that Qi Ye's memory and emotions were now taken away, and his evil nature was no longer suppressed. He was a veritable god of evil.

Qi Ye didn't kill the Snow God, and he didn't go to destroy the world. What would happen if he took the Snow God away

Is it to take it back and slowly torture it...

Just as Li Jin was about to follow him to take a look, there was a sudden wave of powerful divine power in the air.

His expression changed and he ran away quickly.

Qi Baicha woke up with the familiar black curtain above his head.

The night pearl at the head of the bed shines brightly, illuminating the room as bright as day.

This is the evil temple.

Qi Baicha was relieved. He remembered that he fainted in the snow because of his lack of energy. It should be the husband who brought him back to the temple to recuperate...

Wait a minute.

Qi Baicha's eyes touched his wrist.

To be exact, it was a shackle on the wrist, attached to a long chain, and the other end was tied to the head of the bed, the length was only enough for a bed.

His hands were handcuffed.

Qi Baicha: "… "

What are you doing sir

Qi Baicha sat beside the bed, confused.

Just thinking about it, the tall and handsome black-clothed god walked in from outside the hall, with a stern silhouette and deep eyes.

A chilling feeling of "don't mess with me".

Qi Baicha called out uncertainly, "...Sir?"

Qi Ye said coldly, "Your husband is not here."

Qi Baicha: "... ah?"

Isn't my husband you

This is to play... role-playing

Mr. is really getting more and more crazy.

Qi Baicha asked cooperatively, "Where is my husband? What have you done to him?"

Qi Ye frowned. Seeing the young man so nervous about another person, somehow gave birth to a sense of unhappiness.

The evil god's possessive desire is looming.

He slept for ten thousand years, and when he woke up, he saw the boy fell into the snow, with long hair scattered, and the scene was particularly poignant.

The evil god just wants to destroy this beauty.

The young man is the snow god incarnated by Qingqi, from head to toe he hates the breath. He should take this moment to completely disperse the fragrant and fragile snow, and watch the boy turn into snowflakes that annihilate in the air, melt on the ground, and can't be put together again.

The evil god will never have the kindness of compassion.

It's just that when he quietly watched the boy and thought about one hundred and eight ways to kill gods in his mind, the last action he took was to bring the boy back to the temple.

... Lord Evil God doesn't know why he did this.

Why don't the hands follow the instructions of the brain

The Evil God still hates the aura on Snow God's body, and he feels that the lingering clean air will pollute his Evil God Temple.

When Snow God was in a coma, the Heretic God seriously thought about countless times, whether to throw him out to fend for himself. The Heretic God is fed up with this unfamiliar clean air, how has the clean and turbid ever coexisted peacefully, and the turbid field cannot be violated.

But when he saw Snow God's weak and sleeping beautiful face, he dismissed this idea again and again.

He also let the Snow God occupy his comfortable bed.

He may have taken a fancy to the beauty of the snow god. Otherwise, the Heretic God really couldn't figure out how he could show mercy to a god who was incarnated with pure energy.

Anyway, since he took a fancy to it, it was his.

Lord Cthulhu made up his mind and regarded the Snow God as his property.

Seeing that Snow God cares about another man now, of course, he will feel unhappy, very unhappy.

Qi Ye said displeased: "I don't know. That kind of humble ants is not worth my shot."

Qi Baicha's expression was indescribable.

The gentleman is so cruel that he even scolds himself. He really fights for the role-playing.

Qi Ye took his expression as if he dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, but Lord Heretic God would not care about the thoughts of a prisoner.

He clenched the boy's chin and said in a low voice, "No matter who you have been with before, from now on, you are mine."

Qi Baicha: "...Oh." Wasn't it all you before and after

Qi Ye's fingertips rubbed the soft lips of the young man, and his eyes were meaningful.

The Evil God is not a twisted temper, and he is quite free to do whatever he wants. If you like it, you will catch it, if you catch it, you will go up. Even if it is the Snow God, he can still sleep.

Qi Baicha felt cold, and the gorgeous and extravagant Snow God costume was torn apart.

Qi Baicha immediately became anxious: "Don't tear my clothes—" Can't you take it off properly? That clothes are his favorite!

Qi Ye slowly tore another opening: "Don't want to? It's up to you."

Qi Baicha: "..." Who the hell doesn't want it anymore, the focus is on clothes!

Qi Baicha closed his eyes in distress, not wanting to look at the broken clothes.

Qi Ye thought he was too scared to look directly at him.

The luxurious Xue Duan was thrown on the ground, the young man's snow-white skin was exposed, and Qi Ye's eyes instantly became dangerous.

The snow-white flawless skin was covered with spots of red marks, and at a glance, he knew what he had experienced.

That was what Qi Ye left on Qi Baicha the night before.

However, now the evil god has forgotten.

Lord Cthulhu stared at the traces for a while, imagining which dog man made them, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He sneered suddenly, the chain shortened sharply, and he handcuffed Qi Baicha to the head of the bed.

Qi Baicha was already in a weak stage, and his body was soft, so he could only be at his mercy.

"Look clearly, how I slowly possessed you." Qi Ye's voice was slow and cruel.

Qi Baicha lowered his eyes and said weakly, "...you should hurry up." It was very tiring to be tied like this.

Qi Ye's tone paused: "Why don't you resist?"

What is compulsion without resistance? It doesn't make sense.

Qi Baicha was surprised: "You tied me." If he wasn't tied up, he would just take the lead. What's the matter with Mr. today, he speaks in perfect second, and his technique suddenly looks like a chick.

"Ha." Qi Ye sneered, "Don't try to trick me into loosening you."

Qi Baicha frowned fiercely, and her eyes were slightly red: "Then can you... go deeper." Today, Mr.'s technique seems to be back to the first night, and it's a rotten batch.

He was so wronged, why did he have to go through two pains.

Qi Ye: "..."

Is it really the snow god that he caught, not a succubus? Lord Cthulhu fell into deep self-doubt.

Qi Ye completed the mandatory task, then pulled away and left.

He didn't want to stay any longer. Obviously he wanted to enforce forced love on the teenager, why did he become a teenager's verbal guidance and scolded him for his poor skills.

Dignity lost.

"Stop." Seeing that he was about to leave, Qi Baicha frowned, "Let me go."

Qi Ye took a step and lengthened the chain again, but did not undo it.

Qi Baicha frowned: "When are you going to tie him up?" He had already played and locked him for no reason.

Qi Ye said coldly, "You stay here all your life and don't want to run away."

Qi Baicha stared at him, his expression gradually getting weird.

Not right.

Originally, he was in a weak period, and it was very strange for the husband to ask him regardless of his body, but now this attitude is even more strange...

"...I don't have the strength to act." Qi Baicha asked tentatively, "Can you help me... clean it up?"

Qi Ye's body froze, and sullenly dropped a sentence: "I recognize your identity, how could I do such a thing for you." Then he walked away.

Qi Baicha's face was expressionless.

Sir, I am afraid that I have lost my memory. Whose handwriting is not difficult to imagine.

Li Jin!

Qi Baicha's face was cold, and he continued to send messages to Qi Ye with the myth in his mind.

"gentlemen?"

No echo.

The evil-minded Lord Cthulhu returned to autism level 10, refused to accept any news, and even performed an unloading on the spot.

Qi Baicha leaned back on the bed feebly, closing his eyes and resting.

What is this all about...

For the next few days, Qi Baicha and Qi Ye maintained a purely physical relationship.

Qi Baicha wanted to talk about feelings and help Qi Ye get back his memory, but Qi Ye just wanted to sleep with him, and left after he slept, ruthless.

Li Jin inspired all Qi Ye's evil spirits, but he never thought that Qi Ye didn't want to destroy the world or kill gods, so he transformed all the evil thoughts full of killing into a steady stream of desires and vented them on Qi Baicha.

Cthulhu doesn't need feelings, just a bed warmer that is pleasing to the eye. Qi Ye refused to listen to Qi Baicha's words other than gasps.

Qi Baicha was pale and sick. The first is the weak period, the second is being tossed by Qi Ye, and the third is worrying about not knowing how to retrieve Qi Ye's memories and feelings.

He is also aggrieved by being always used as a tool.

But now Qi Ye won't feel bad for him.

Not only did he not feel bad for him, but the technology went back to the original point, which always made him feel pain.

Thinking of this, Qi Baicha felt even more sad.

Over time, Qi Baicha couldn't stand it anymore.

He can stay in the temple forever with his husband, but he can't stand that he doesn't love him.

A union without love is soulless!

He has long been spoiled by Mr., and is very squeamish. Qi Baicha likes to snuggle up in Qi Ye's arms after the cloud and rain. Sometimes the husband would hold him and tell stories, kiss his eyebrows and eyes softly, and say to him with pampering: "Chacha, I always wonder if I saved the world in my last life, and only in this life can I hug you."

Instead of falling asleep every time he was so tired, he woke up and faced the empty temple, waiting for Qi Ye's next arrival.

"It's really too much..." Qi Baicha looked at the black curtain on the top and muttered to himself, "Sir, I don't blame you for treating me like this now. If you can't stop killing me, you probably love me very much. "

The boy rang softly in the huge temple.

"When you recover your memory, you must coax me."

Qi Baicha woke up again and saw Qi Ye sitting on the head of the bed, staring at him with a complicated expression.

Qi Baicha closed his eyes lazily again: "If you want to serve it, serve it."

Qi Ye: "..."

His expression became cold again: "Do you love that gentleman of yours very much?"

"What's wrong?"

"You just called Mr. in your dream." Qi Ye said blankly, "I cried."

Qi Baicha was stunned and opened his eyes: "Did I cry?"

Qi Ye pursed his lips.

The teenager has been staying in the temple these few days, and it seems that he is adapting well, not resisting, not making a fuss, and still enjoying it.

Are they all dressed up

When he was away, the teenager was always depressed.

Thinking of the young man crying for Mr. in tears in his dream, Qi Ye's temples jumped.

An emotion called jealousy spreads wildly.

Qi Baicha suddenly smiled: "Yes, I love Mr., I miss him very much, and I miss him in my dreams."

Qi Ye's expression darkened.

"You've been unhappy these days, are you just thinking of him?" Qi Ye's expression was so cold that as long as Qi Baicha dared to say "yes", he would arrest that gentleman and burn him to ashes.

Qi Baicha: "Yes." I was thinking about how to get back your silly memory.

Qi Ye laughed angrily: "Is that Fu Mingye?"

Qi Baicha was startled: "Huh?"

"It's him." Qi Ye threw him a photo.

The man in the photo was in his thirties, and his appearance was quite handsome, but compared to Qi Ye, he was completely different.

Qi Baicha was silent.

Who is this

"I'm curious as to which mortal could fascinate Your Excellency Snow God to marry him at the expense of himself, and I still remember it. It turned out to be such a thing." Qi Ye sneered, "Your Excellency Snow God has a worrying vision."

Qi Baicha: "… "

No, no, he didn't wrong himself so much, he had good eyesight.

Qi Baicha understood after a little thought. Fu Mingye was another person, and his husband replaced Fu Mingye's identity. Now that Mr. has lost his memory, he forgot about it, so he was looking for the real Fu Mingye.

He thought that my husband was jealous of me, did he really think that he was married to another person

This must be clarified.

"Actually, my husband is you." Qi Baicha said sincerely.

Qi Ye smiled: "Your Excellency Snow God is really able to bend and stretch. But even so, I won't let you go."

Qi Baicha: "… "

Can't explain what to do.

"Don't worry about that Fu Mingye, or I can't guarantee that I will kill him." Qi Ye threatened, "You can only remember my name, Qi Ye."

Qi Ye looked down at him condescendingly: "Now tell me your name."

He suddenly remembered that he had slept with the teenager so many times and still didn't know his name.

It was originally just a bed partner, and it didn't matter what the bed partner's name was. But now, after realizing the jealousy in his heart, Qi Ye found that he was more interested in the boy.

Qi Baicha didn't hesitate: "Chacha."

No matter what the name is, it is very intimate and can bring the relationship closer.

"..." Qi Ye couldn't say anything.

So Lord Evil God skipped this link and entered the main topic again.

The evil nature is too strong to be suppressed, and he must always turn killing thoughts into desires and find Qi Baicha to put them out.

Otherwise he will have to destroy the world.

Compared to destroying the world, Qi Ye still thinks bullying the Snow God is more interesting.

Qi Baicha felt that he was really a savior of suffering.

This time, there was another fatal question in the bed room.

"Fu Mingye and I, who makes you more comfortable?" Qi Ye wanted to make trouble, so he had to compare himself with his past self.

Qi Baicha was speechless and choked, Qi Ye really had no clue about his backward technology.

He was not afraid of death and said, "That must be Mr.

"..." Lord Evil God became angry, "I don't care if you are comfortable, I'm not taking care of you anyway!"

Qi Baicha snorted and didn't look away.

Really vengeful.