Even Liu Yu himself didn't understand where such emotions came from.
Tears are like a flood from the sluice gate, and they can't stop.
She wiped it carelessly before raising her head to apologize, but her chin was pinched.
His hands are big and cold.
Resting on her wet cheeks, there was a strong sense of presence, soft fingertips gently caressed, and the green eyes staring at her seemed to be looking into her eyes at once.
After a deep sigh:
"Belia..."
Before Liu Yu could react, he was pressed into a big embrace.
The breath as clear as pine and snow surrounded her, and the silk was soft and soft. She leaned on his chest, feeling the touch on the back of her head again and again.
"...your tears, as much as slugs."
The sound coming into the ear is light and light, without a trace of emotion.
But for some reason, Liu Yu's tears flowed even more violently.
"You're a slug..."
She said with a nasal tone.
The strings that had been tense for a long time were loosened, and the three-month bondage, fear, fear, joy, joy, all kinds of things rushed towards her.
He wiped her tears with his sleeve, but was grabbed by Liu Yu:
"...you have no idea how scared I am."
"Scared, scared... I'm afraid she'll never wake up again... I just had it..."
"...just owned."
She spoke words that she could only understand, her voice was soft and soft.
He looks down.
A girl's tears are like pearls with a broken thread.
He held her in his arms and rested his chin on the top of her head:
"Belia, you always surprise me."
"kindness?"
She wiped her tears indiscriminately, her eyes were red like rabbits after crying.
"... strong, yet vulnerable."
His voice was too low, Liu Yu tried to hear it clearly, before he raised his head, he was kissed.
"Well… "
She was pinned against the back of the chair.
In the blurred vision, the young man's beautiful face is close at hand, and his green eyes are half-opened, like a mysterious pool.
On the long eyelashes, light golden light danced.
He seemed to be observing her, but also seemed intoxicated.
Liu Yu only felt that the back of the chair was cold and hard, with the uneven golden pattern engraved with wild beasts against her waist, but the lips were warm. When he kissed her, he always spared no effort...
"Salty."
he said suddenly.
"what?"
"Tears."
He smiled lightly on her lips, Liu Yu was surprised by his openness at this moment, and was about to look, but his eyes were covered: "Well..." His neck was tilted back, and his slender and white neck was exposed. With the naughty little fish in its mouth, she couldn't help but wince.
[Wow. ]
A thick male duck voice came from the side.
Liu Yu woke up.
Through the gap between his shoulders, a chubby gray bird was wandering in the mid-air of the hall.
Wings was still covering his eyes, but he couldn't cover them. A pair of black bean eyes secretly looked at them through the gaps in the feathers.
Voice curious:
[God, is Babe's neck as tasty as a bug? ... Oh, it's all red... Will it grow back after eating it? … well, it will definitely grow… God likes to eat Baby's neck as much as Mr. Leslie… ]
"Scattered..."
Liu Yu pushed him.
"Leave it alone."
"No, no."
Liu Yu has no strange hobbies.
His long and narrow green eyes slightly lifted up, blurred like a forest suddenly foggy in the morning—
At this time, the chattering little chubby bird let out a particularly tragic cry:
"spot!"
The chubby bird's body was suddenly photographed on the wall outside the corridor, and it slid down with its wings spread.
"All right."
He hugged her again.
The snow-white and gorgeous silk covered her like a dark cloud, and Liu Yu seemed to hear Banban's tragic cry in a vague way, as if it was talking to someone:
[God plays games with Babe, but not with Scabbers... as bad as Mr. Leslie... as bad... Well, Scabbers doesn't like them anymore... Scabbers is going to find Uncle Mantis...]
"concentrate."
Her head was pinned back, her green eyes were like dark sea water, which should have been cold, but they were hot with magma, staring at her—
Then, kissed down.
It was only then that Liu Yu realized that at some point, he had half-boosted over, with his right hand resting on the armrest, silver hair and snow-white silk robe covering her, and she was covered in a shadow.
"Well, you can't..."
The words fell, but he took a deep breath, arched his back against the pattern, and felt a little pain.
He didn't speak.
The hands under the silk robe were like cold snakes, and Liu Yu's mind sank into the mud, and he could only be forced to look into his eyes—a small shadow was reflected there, wearing a red skirt, like a boat trembling in the wind and waves.
She gritted her teeth, trying to clear herself up.
"I thought that God's desire should be lighter."
"It seems that you have misunderstood God."
He spoke calmly, but his movements were precise and powerful.
Liu Yu's head fell down and was pulled up again, his eyes fell through his shoulders to the void above his head...
The planet along some kind of mysterious orbit started a drifting journey in the void.
"Leslie is much more restrained than you."
She was a little reconciled.
"...Queen of God, I don't need restraint for you." His cold fingers stroked her face and stopped, "...Restraint means lack of ability. Only fear requires restraint."
"you… "
He stepped back, and the snow-white silk robe brushed across his skin, like a slow delay. Then, with a soft "Bu", he stood under the throne of God.
The robe fell down.
Liu Yu looked at him in surprise, not understanding what he was up to.
But he leaned over and picked her up from the seat, his brows were slightly raised when he landed on the seat, his appearance was beautiful and with a rare frivolity, magnificent, blurred, and touching.
"It seems... you haven't restrained yourself."
Liu Yu blushed.
She looked down and fought back not to be outdone:
"You restrained it, but it still exists."
The girl's face was as red as an apple, and the young man's green eyes softened into puddles of water.
He even lowered his head and kissed her on the face.
Both of them were stunned.
Liu Yu raised his head, but found that he didn't seem to expect it, and his movements froze in place.
A blush creeps up to the tips of his ears, but his face is indifferent:
"You are my queen."
He took her to the inner palace, threw her on the bed, and then turned to leave:
"... I have something to do."
Even the fluttering sash seemed to be in a hurry. For some reason, Liu Yupin seemed to be running away—as if standing behind him was a ferocious beast that would devour him at any time and make him irreparable.
"Gaia." She stopped him, and the words rolled around in her mouth, but she still threw them out, "...you still have feelings for me, don't you?"
Unexpectedly, this sentence seemed to have stepped on a certain nerve in him.
He was suddenly cold and hard.
"No, not at all." As if afraid that she would not believe it, he continued, "If there is, it is also the residue of stupid Leslie in my heart, and I will get rid of it sooner or later."
"Not at all."
He emphasized that the tenderness in the green eyes looking back at her was gone.
But Liu Yu seemed to be aroused.
She got off the bed and walked in front of him barefoot, the fiery red skirt fell on her tender feet like flowers.
His eyes were fixed there.
She stood on tiptoe and kissed him.
In the hot, lips rubbing, backed away, and whispered softly in his ear:
"Look...you didn't push me away again, again."
The young man stood there like a cold, temperatureless stone sculpture.
He said nothing.
"Boom—"
A flash of lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, followed by rumbling thunder.
The sky outside the window suddenly darkened.
The hailstones rained down without thinking, the wind rolled up the trees on the side of the road, and the rain mixed with the hailstones hit the window edge with a loud noise.
Both of them looked out the window together.
Lightning lit up two pairs of eyes.
The girl was thrown onto the bed.
The red skirt was rolled up like a flower, and his hands were pressed to the top of his head. He leaned on him, and under his peaceful green eyes was a deep sea.
The waves under the sea are too deep to see clearly.
The two looked at each other.
He suddenly said, "God is omnipotent."
Liu Yu was taken aback for a moment, not quite understanding how the topic turned here, but he lowered his head and kissed her, like every time before, then raised his head, as if to prove to himself: "I will get tired of you."
A thunder rang in his ears.
Liu Yu covered his ears and crawled out, but was caught back.
"Maybe... I'll get tired of you before you get tired of me."
"That's impossible."
"You are neither gentle nor considerate... And, lacking in skill, I really can't think of a reason not to tire of you."
He seemed to hear the Arabian Nights: "Leslie is the same!"
"But he..."
"He's not enough."
He stared at her as if one more word from her would put her on the brink of death.
Liu Yu closed his mouth wisely.
Although he promised that he would not kill her, at this moment, she was a little uncertain.
And then, with all the earnestness, he proved to her that he was more than a star and a half better than Leslie, and showed what God is all about, from morning to night, from day to night, and from night to day...
When Liu Yu woke up again, he found that Gaia was gone.
There is a pure white rose beside the pillow.
Liu Yu picked it up and smelled it, then raised his head:
"Gaia?"
She yelled to the sky.
"Good morning, my queen."
A beautiful voice came from mid-air.
… not yet.
"Good morning, dear God. I have a request."
Both seem to have regained their sanity, evolving from beasts to humans.
"Please don't make requests that embarrass me."
"I want to change my clothes." If there is a camera, Liu Yu will definitely cover it with his clothes, "You are not allowed to watch it! I will go to Margaret in a while, and you are not allowed to listen to what we say between girls."
"I own your body."
He said lightly.
"Even a lamb in the sheepfold sometimes doesn't want people to look at it. Besides, I'm your queen." Liu Yu insisted, "You have to learn to respect me. Don't tell me that you are worse than Leslie , he always respects me...not to mention watching me all the time!"
"Surveillance?" He smiled softly, and the laughter was very sweet, "This is not surveillance... Can you not see the lamb running under your nose?"
He seems to be talking to himself:
"Well, if that's your wish."
Liu Yu got up now.
A slender and plump body is reflected in the floor-to-ceiling diorama.
The skin was as white as milk, and the limbs were slender and strong. She took a look and thought, the demigod body really has amazing recovery power, so intense, but it didn't leave any marks.
On the hanger next to the diorama, hung a starry sky blue skirt.
The skirt is dotted with stars, like a dream—
Liu Yu was in a better mood.
When she put on the skirt, it fit unexpectedly well, the waist was perfectly tucked in, and the hem of the skirt was blooming like blue flowers in full bloom.
After washing and eating, amidst admiration, she went to the courtyard where she lived before.
To her disappointment, Margaret was not there.
Edith just pushed the door open and came out.
When he saw her, he covered his mouth in surprise:
"Oh, Miss Fergus! You are so beautiful today."
Liu Yu raised the hem of her skirt and saluted:
"Miss Edith, you are beautiful too. See Miss Margaret?"
"Miss Margaret? Oh, she asked Priest Kitty for leave. She is going to a distant market town to relax and come back in a month."
"A month?"
Liu Yu remembered the iron sheet that was secretly handed over to Margaret for safekeeping before moving into the inner palace just in case.
To outsiders, it is just a piece of iron.
She took some protection.
Edith seemed to remember something:
"Oh, by the way, she also gave me something, saying that you came to find her, so I will give it to you."
"Wait." She pushed the door open and went in, came out after a while, and took out something wrapped in cloth, "This."
She handed it back to her.
When Liu Yu took it, he pinched it, and it was indeed a piece of iron.
His gaze landed on her wrist and stopped, where...
Edith seemed to be aware of her gaze, and her face suddenly turned pale. She pulled up her sleeves with a bit of embarrassment:
"Hold, I'm sorry, I'm a little, a little uncomfortable."
"Miss Edith!" Liu Yu called to stop her, "Is there something wrong with you recently?"
She remembered the fire she had seen last time on her body.
It's a pity that this time, it was clean and there was nothing.
"No, no, nothing happened." Edith was like a frightened rabbit, her big eyes were full of panic, as if she was looking for something to say, "...I haven't congratulated you yet, Miss Fergus, You are a queen! Oh, how lucky you are, you must be the luckiest girl in the world!"
Liu Yu said no more.
She is not anyone's confidant sister, but she is a little soft-hearted towards a person who looks similar to Belia. She thinks that this should be a kind of compensatory psychology.
… After all, she took Belia's mother.
"... If you have any difficulties, you can ask Priest Kitty to come to the temple to find me. If I can help, I will definitely help."
"Thank you, Miss Fergus. You are as merciful as a god."
Edith laughed, and she laughed like water.
She went back to her room and gave Liu Yu a basket of desserts she made recently: "... I saw that you ate several pieces of strawberry cake last time, I guess, you must like strawberries. So, I prepared some for you Strawberry Tart."
Liu Yu offered to leave, and she took the iron sheet to the library.
The library is quiet and there is no one there.
She sat in the seat she usually sat in, rubbing the iron with her fingers—
God's promises can be trusted.
He said he wouldn't watch, so he definitely wouldn't watch.
Rubbing for a long time, as if remembering something, she finally took the cloth away.
The characters on the iron sheet are clearly visible.
And it turned out that to her, the characters like a scripture... suddenly became clear.
"The gods fell, and the light returned."
"Light is the beginning of all things."
"All gods can become gods only when they have the body of gods and grasp the profound meaning of gods...the body of gods needs to be recreated with the bones of gods, the tears of gods, and the blood of gods...the profound meanings of gods and the profound meaning of gods" The words of…”
God's blood in blood...
That's a bloodbath.
Louis wasn't lying.
And this piece of iron is definitely not something he can make, and he can't write the divine word "light".
Liu Yu clenched the iron plate tightly, thinking blankly:
It's ninety-nine steps, the last step, can she... can she go.
There was a sound of footsteps from the side, Liu Yu put away the iron sheet calmly, and a person came out from the corner of the bookcase, and when he saw her, he was stunned.
Liu Yu was also stunned.
"Mother?"
"Master Bruce?"
The two spoke almost simultaneously.
"You are… "
Liu Yu looked suspiciously at the opponent's white hair and beard, and then at the uniform and golden saber on his body that belonged to the knight of the gods.
The face in front of him was very familiar. It was exactly the same as Lord Bruce, the bishop of Ellen Continent, but his voice was too young.
"I'm Maurie, mother."
The white-haired old man saluted neatly.
Liu Yu: ...
"Moliere?"
The knight captain who led the team
Moliai knew that his current situation might frighten the young girl in front of him.
He said in a proud tone:
"Don't be afraid, mother. This is a gift from Father God."
"Gift?"
Moliai bowed again respectfully, put his hand on his left chest, and said with a longing look on his face:
"Yes. Father God is too merciful and generous. He said that he was too careless to us before, so that we always have the same face... Now, he is very careful to change each of us. We are very happy .”
Looking at the old face in front of him that almost lost all his teeth, Liu Yuwu said fuck.