After Marrying the Evil God

The sky is blue and white clouds are misty. This is the God Realm that has been empty for a long time, so quiet that there is no flying bird.

Fu Mingye stood in the clouds with a bitter face.

He didn't want to fight at all.

But Qi Baicha obviously doesn't think so.

"Do you look down on me for being so restrained? Show your true ability." A beautiful young man in a white shirt and shorts stood opposite, with red marks on his slender arms and straight legs.

Even the voice is dumb after savoring the passion.

Fu Mingye: How can he succeed...

No matter what Qi Baicha thinks, an attack has come like a thunder.

It has always been a thorn in Qi Baicha's heart that he could not win or lose against the Cthulhu while at the bottom of the sea. He is the **** of nature, and there is no reason to lose to the **** of prayer.

In ancient times, Qi Baicha often discussed with the gods. The Snow God is not good at fighting, and always wins less and loses more. Friends pay attention to proportion and let him, the smallest **** of nature. After the partners went to sleep one by one, he had no opponents. Under the gods, there are ants, unless it is a powerful existence from another world like Pasker. Pascal is too strong to be of reference value.

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Wan Nian An Yi, Qi Baicha has no accurate assessment of his own strength.

It's rare to have a **** of the same level, isn't it a living benchmark?

It is reasonable that the **** of nature is better than the **** of prayer, but the evil **** is different from the ordinary **** of prayer. Other gods of prayer are born from the beliefs of living beings, and when beliefs disappear, gods will also fall. Cthulhu is not the same. He was born in chaotic qi, swallowing evil thoughts as power, and belongs to the same level as the Snow God incarnation of Qingqi, and no one is lower than anyone else.

It's just that the turbid qi has been conceived for too long, and the time to become a **** is later.

Let's put it this way, in terms of embryo age, they are the same, even twins. In terms of age alone, Snow God is tens of thousands of years older than Cthulhu.

In just tens of thousands of years, the Snow God spent most of the time sleeping in the snow.

Seeing Qi Baicha's fighting spirit burned, Fu Mingye cheered up and took it seriously: "Then I will go all out."

Qi Baicha said: "That's the best."

That was the last **** of nature in the world, fighting against the first **** of prayer in the world.

The battle took place in the God Realm and had no impact on the human world. The employees of the Fu Group thought that Mr. Fu was traveling the world with his lover again, without knowing that the two almost lifted the heavens of the gods.

Saying that they are going all out, neither of the two can bear to really hurt each other, and the fight always ends at a point. When Qi Baicha saw that he was going to use an ice cone to pass through Fu Mingye's chest, it would melt the ice away, so he plunged into Fu Mingye's arms. When Fu Mingye's evil spirit was about to wrap Qi Baicha's waist, he would take it back in time, and instead gently embrace his thin waist with his hand.

It's weird to be able to tell the winner.

Such a style of play is almost like flirting.

They have restored all their divine powers, and their energy and physical strength are not the same as before. After playing for a long time, not only did it not consume much energy, but it was tickled by the hook.

At this time, the body touched from time to time, you hug me and I took a look at you, no matter where I went. Fu Mingye just wanted to throw the opponent on the bed to continue the "fairy fight".

Fu Mingye and Qi Baicha exchanged glances, and found that the other party also had this intention.

Qi Baicha said, "Should we... let's go back?" Go back to bed and call again.

Fu Mingye: "No, it's here."

Qi Baicha was surprised: "Are you crazy? It's in broad daylight." Although there is no one else, this kind of blue sky, white clouds and sunny occasions is too exciting...

Can the floor-to-ceiling windows and moonlight no longer satisfy Mr. Fu?

Fu Mingye waved his hand, the day suddenly turned into night, white clouds turned into dark clouds, and sunlight could not penetrate: "It's dark."

Qi Baicha was surprised: "How can you have the ability to control day and night?" This should belong to the power of the sun and moon gods. The alternation of day and night is the law of nature, and the gods of the sun and the moon will not hinder the operation of day and night when they fall asleep. But suddenly the day turns into night, this kind of thing only Moon God can do.

Fu Mingye said: "I don't have the ability, I just dyed the white clouds black with my foul gas."

Muddy Qi is a cloud of black mist that can swallow everything.

Qi Baicha: "..." Bai Yun wanted to hit someone after hearing this.

Fu Mingye asked: "Tea, is it okay?"

Qi Baicha: "...whatever."

The bottom line will really be lowered step by step.

Thinking how much Fu Mingye loved Qi Baicha back then, he wouldn't unlock any maps at all except the bedroom. Later, there were floor-to-ceiling windows, and then there was a sofa, and now I play in the open air directly.

Qi Baicha closed his eyes and sighed lightly: Holding these two words is really farther and farther away from him.

The sea of ​​clouds is surging, I don't know day and night.

Qi Baicha leaned in Fu Mingye's arms and asked softly, "Do you want to see who I am?"

Fu Mingye whispered: "What did the tea look like?"

Qi Baicha closed his eyes, and his body glowed with a pale white light.

After the light dissipated, the handsome young man nestled in Fu Mingye's arms became a beautiful boy like ice and snow.

The long snow-colored hair was draped down to his calf, and his body was decorated with silver ornaments and two silver bells hung on his ankles. The boy has red lips and white teeth, unparalleled in coldness, as beautiful as a splash-ink painting.

He opened his snow-white eyelashes, and his pupils were beautiful ice blue.

The facial features are still the same, but younger, and this outfit is even more indifferent to the mundane world.

Rao is Fu Mingye deeply knows that his tea is a great beauty, and he can't help but feel very surprised when he sees the majestic youth in his arms.

Fu Mingye’s first sentence was: "I never thought that you were a minor, and felt like you were committing a crime."

Qi Baicha: "...I am tens of thousands of years older than you, Mr. Fu."

"I'm not as young as you." Fu Mingye returned to his original form without saying a word.

The Cthulhu was a young man in his early twenties, and his appearance was still beautiful, not much different from the human incarnation, just as if he had changed his clothes.

The short hair became long hair like ink, entangled with Qi Baicha's white hair, and woven into dense threads of love.

He was wearing a black suit with intricate patterns, and he looked even more wanton and evil.

Fu Mingye smiled and said, "Look, I look older than you, and I am called Brother."

Qi Baicha: "Don't think that if you dye the white clouds black, you are not daydreaming."

This was spoken by the young Snow God, with no power at all, how cute it was.

Fu Mingye is very rare about the true nature of the Snow God. The juvenile version of Chacha is too cute, and he can't stand it.

Fu Mingye squeezed his snow-white hair: "Like a snowman made of crystal."

Qi Baicha: "Don't you think there is anything wrong with this sentence?"

Fu Mingye squeezed Qi Baicha's face: "A crystal figure made of snow."

Qi Baicha: "..."

Is Mr. Fu playing him like a doll?

Fu Mingye caught Qi Baicha's white ankle again: "Why are you wearing a bell?"

"This is called Jingyin Bell." Qi Baicha taught him science, "I didn't have any shoes when I was transformed. Wearing this bell will keep the soles of my feet from being stained with dust when I walk."

Fu Mingye played with the juvenile Yingrun's soft feet: "No wonder it's so clean."

"Don't touch it." Qi Baicha shrank her feet, "itchy."

Fu Mingye's tail finger hooked the sole of his foot lightly, Qi Baicha shuddered for a moment, and said aggrieved: "Why are you doing it the other way?"

Fu Mingye said leisurely: "You look like you, and you want to bully when you look at it."

In the past, worried that mortals were vulnerable, Fu Mingye treated people like a treasure, holding it in his mouth for fear of melting, holding it in the palm of his hand for fear of falling. Nowadays, we know that tea tea is actually very capable, of course there will be no less love, but more evil taste.

Qi Baicha: "What's the difference?"

Fu Mingye was thinking, Qi Baicha was waiting for an answer. Suddenly, his ankles were caught and separated, and a sharp blade was caught off guard, causing the teenager to scream shortly and instinctively fell on Fu Mingye's shoulder.

Fu Mingye teased with a smile: "It's tighter than before."

Qi Baicha's ears are red, and she lay on his shoulders with hate: "Your Excellency Cthulhu now doesn't think that you are committing a crime with a minor?"

Fu Mingye grabbed his chin and looked at him: "Your Excellency Snow God made me commit a crime."

Qi Baicha bit her lip, and simply closed her eyes to accept it.

"What is Chacha thinking about?" Fu Mingye watched lovingly at the flushing white-haired young man in front of him.

Qi Baicha faintly said: "I wonder if I suddenly become a white-haired grandfather, will you fall out on the spot."

Fu Mingye: "..."

Changed, they all changed.

After the cloud closed in the rain, Fu Mingye asked him, "Is there any strength?"

Qi Baicha raised his eyelids: "What? Are you tired?"

Fu Mingye didn't change his face: "Naturally not."

Restoring all divine power is not a matter of 1+1=2, this kind of situation will hardly cause them much physical exertion.

Qi Baicha said "Oh", "I thought you were not good."

Fu Mingye smiled: "If you want tea, just say it, don't arouse me so much."

"Although the clouds here are soft, the bed in my temple is more comfortable." Fu Mingye suggested, "Would you like to go back to the temple with me?"

"It's up to you." The Snow God is always a Buddhist, "Hold me."

Fu Mingye gave him a kiss and picked up the "fragile and feeble" teenager.

The Cthulhu Temple is black from the inside to the outside.

The temple is very large and empty. Whether it is the floor, bed, tables, chairs, or curtains, the style is very ancient, and the color is pure black. There is not a trace of natural light in the room. The only lighting is the night pearls, which are as chilling as ghost eyes in the boundless black. Normal people will feel depressed if they stay here for less than three days.

From the designer's aesthetic point of view, this is simply a disaster.

Cthulhu can sleep here for thousands of years.

Fu Mingye thought about bringing Chacha back to the temple countless times, and stayed with him all his life, but he did not expect that he would eventually take him home under such circumstances.

Qi Baicha looked around: "Your taste..."

"If you don't like it, I will change the layout here." Fu Mingye said immediately.

He has lived in the human world for several years, and he also knows that his living environment is definitely not beautiful.

"Not bad, contrary to my Snow God Temple, Snow God Temple is pure white." Qi Baicha continued.

Fu Mingye closed his eyes and blew: "A perfect match."

Cthulhu is obviously not caring about the decoration of the temple. The only function for him here is to sleep, so there is only one bed, which is big and comfortable, and lying on it is softer than clouds.

Qi Baicha tried it: "Hello, you will enjoy it."

"Of course." Fu Mingye said, "I have slept in this bed for tens of thousands of years."

Sleeping for tens of thousands of years...

Cthulhu is only tens of thousands of years old.

Qi Baicha thoughtfully: "It turns out that you said that you like to sleep is true."

"Except for the fact that I am an evil god, when did I hide it from you?" Fu Mingye said, "I have told you about this now. I have no reservations about you."

Qi Baicha told the truth: "I thought you were a playboy, sleeping with a beautiful boy every day, and changing bed partners every day..."

Fu Mingye pressed him down before he finished his words.

"I know, I will sleep with a beautiful boy." Fu Mingye gritted his teeth, "The bed partner won't change."

Fu Mingye seems really determined to squeeze Qibai tea. Master Xue Shen is also a stubborn temperament who is soft on the outside and **** the inside, and will never accept softness. Several times, I was forced to cry out of breath, and I still had the strength to ridicule: "That's it? Can you do it?"

God's energy is really endless.

They knew that both sides had restrained so much before.

During intermittent periods, Fu Mingye would also hold Qi Baicha and talk gently.

Fu Mingye told the story of 493 world gods Sijiaolian, and then asked Qi Baicha: "Why do you think the spirit **** chooses the blood god?"

Qi Baicha is not interested in the affairs of other gods, leaning on Fu Mingye's shoulders softly: "We are not the gods in question, so I don't know why."

"Guess what." Fu Mingye's white hair entwined with Qi Baicha's fingers, playing happily.

Qi Baicha casually guessed: "The spirit **** is a face control, and the dwarf **** is not tall enough?"

Fu Mingye: It's too real.

"What about Poseidon?" Fu Mingye said, "Poseidon is the most powerful **** in the world at 493, and he should not look bad."

Qi Baicha said, "Isn't it easy to guess? Poseidon prisoner. I have been imprisoned by the elves, and it is not forcible to grab the text. This kind of cannon fodder that treats possessiveness as love is the first to get out?"

Fu Mingye hugged the white tea tightly.

... The Cthulhu Lord, who once had the idea of ​​imprisoning and forbidden in his mind, is panicking now.

He had thought about bringing Chacha back to the temple forever to be together forever, which was exactly the same as the cannon fodder behavior of Poseidon.

Fortunately, he didn't really do that. Otherwise, he would have been out at Chacha.

Fu Mingye asked tentatively: "Then if I treat you like this...Of course I will never treat you like this! I mean if I restrict your freedom and let you stay in the temple forever with me...you Would you not love me?"

"will not."

"Ok?"

"There is no such thing." Qi Baicha said, "I just love you. I have even thought about eternal sleep when you die. A shackle in my heart, without your key, I will always be empty. If you are What's wrong with being alive and staying with you in the temple forever? There is no better scenery in the world than you."

The boy's eyebrows are slightly curved: "Wishful thinking is called forcing and arrogance. Two loves are happy, I am willing to accompany you to draw the ground into prison."

When he was first moved, it was his husband who took him out of the solitary prison for ten thousand years.

It doesn't hurt to shut it back together.

Fu Mingye's heart trembled when he heard it, and he was so emotional that he could not express himself, so he simply covered him with a kiss and used his actions to love him.

The silver bells on his ankles were crisp and melodious, jingling and trembling for a long time. Qi Baicha, which has always been Qingming, can't help but feel a little groggy, forgetting what tonight and what eve.

The bell gradually ceased.

The young man is soft in his arms, his cool voice is contaminated with desire, and there is a little seductive in his soft and waxy: "Suddenly remembered, I haven't asked your name yet."

"My name is Xuecha, what is your name?" He asked softly.

Cthulhu's fingers stroked the boy's snow-white back, causing a tingling sensation.

Qi Baicha heard him whisper: "Qi Ye."

"..."

Qi Ye obviously felt the body of the boy in his arms froze.