Chapter 28 Feather Bell Flower
When I surfaced again, I saw the familiar starry sky, blue light spheres, and floating petals... This is the Tianchi of the Unknown City, the only place that the Protoss can't see. Everything seems to have not changed, but the time has passed a hundred years.
"Shangyu · Nameless" I cried in my heart - I finally came back.
I looked around and saw a figure lying on a soft collapse by the pool - nameless - the familiar figure had already been imprinted in my heart, and I couldn't admit it. My heart beat wildly. I calmed down in the water for a long time before slowly approaching him.
He fell asleep so quietly, like an angel, without even frowning. I knelt gently in front of the soft collapse and looked at him quietly like this. His long black hair fell softly on the pillow, and a few trays of disobedient hung down the edge of the bed.
Tonight, I enter your dream. Can you wake up in the dream and look at me?
Or, if I wake you up like this, will you blame me for being a hundred years late?
Do you know that at this moment, I really hope you can wake up and say to me, "Sleep."
I fell asleep and didn't have to think about anything. It's up to you to weave this fantasy. I'll do whatever you want us to meet.
"Shangyu · Nameless" I called softly in my heart, and my eyes were a little blurred.
How have you been in the past hundred years?
My hand gently approached his forehead, and a warm breath came from the palm of my hand, as if there was some kind of power, pulling me to the depths of his memory, which was the source of dreams.
Feather bell flower, I saw - feather bell flower - the flower of the Protoss
The whole sky was full, and the white petals were shining silver under the light blue sky.
A breeze comes, angel's feathers, dancing all over the sky...
A burst of silver bells rang in my ear...
It's like his kiss, kissing me for a century...
He, standing under the flower feathers, smiled and stared at me quietly.
"Why did you come back?" His voice and the gentle bell really stroked my ear.
"I've never left." I whispered.
I tried my best to control myself and wanted to walk slower and slower. His figure under the flower is so beautiful. I want to see it for a long time.
He gently opened his arms, his white sleeves danced in the wind, and a few rays of thin hair also drifted away...
I couldn't help running to his arms.
He hugged me tightly.
Feather bell flowers, swaying in the air, glittering silver petals, like white feathers, floated down...
A silver bell rang...
I melted into his affectionate kiss...
If you are the cursed God, I would like to use my life to unlock this spell for you.
His warm lips brushed my lips, my eyes, licked my tears...
Is this his dream for a hundred years?
He has been standing under the feather bell flowers, waiting for me...
I suddenly felt that my face was cold and wet. This time, I really cried. Then, I felt a hand brushing the corners of my eyes, and I opened my eyes.
He looked at me and said with a shallow smile, "Why, don't you like my fantasy?"
"I like it." I threw myself on him.
His kiss fell like raindrops, and I responded carefully, afraid that if he was not careful, he would disappear again.
His fingers gently untied my clothes. He was very careful. He seemed to be afraid that if I would break it with a little force.
When our skin touches each other, it burns like fire. The longing hidden for a hundred years in the bottom of my heart is burning and melting...
We enjoy the satisfaction of that moment, a kind of mutual intoxication...
......
It took us a long time to find a little consciousness in a daze.
"Well, are you sure that the one just now - is not the enchanting dancer you pinched for me?" He hugged me and gently brushed my scattered hair, with an evil smile in his voice.
I was lying on his chest, quietly listening to his heartbeat and twisting him.
He shouted "ah" softly.
I replied proudly, "Why don't you change me to a handsome lover?"
"Isn't it enough?" He held my chin in his hand, turned my face to him, caught my sight, and said with a smile, "You have seen the demon under the sky, who is more suitable than me..."
I have a little bitterness in my heart. It turns out that he has always felt that he is a demon.
No name, do you know,
The feather bell flower is the flower of the Protoss--
The flowers are as white as snow, as light as Hongyu, and the sound is like a flower bell. Only the elders of the Protoss can have the ability to create this flower.
This flower is born with the heart, casually and at ease.
"I've always wondered why you always wake up in my dreams?" I looked up slightly and looked at him and said, "I'm in the realm of the master now. It's not the previous one, the little stupid light feather."
For the past hundred years, I want to weave a dream for myself, so while practicing God, I also secretly practiced the art of dreaming. I believe that my dream-making skill has reached the level of the master. How can he wake up?
He buried my head in my chest again and whispered, "The creation of this fantasy was taught by the three priests. Her real name is Yu Ji.
I know. I echoed in my heart, but I didn't want to interrupt his memories.
"She told me that there is a kind of dream-making technique in the world. If you don't want to control the dreamer in your dreams, you must have the ability to wake up by yourself. After using it for thousands of years, she finally created this magic art of fantasy. She can unconsciously trap the dreamer in her own fantasy according to the wishes of the dreamer. He sighed, "I haven't had a chance to try it on you for thousands of years."
"Who knew that this test was a beautiful dream." He laughed maliciously.
I remember our third dream a hundred years ago. He woke up in the spring dream I made.
I pinched him again, but there was a sadness in my heart.
Yu Ji, in the master's dream, do you want to wake up? Unfortunately, when you have the ability to wake up by yourself, the master will no longer dream for you. Do you think the master will come back to see his son again, so you passed on the nameless fantasy.
You know that the master will never dream for you again, and he will never come back.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shed tears and dripped to my nameless chest. He may have felt it, hugged me more tightly, and his fingers gently wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, but he didn't say anything more. Maybe he has known Yuji's heart for a long time.
"Didn't they embarrass you in the past hundred years?" I will never forget the trial and survival a hundred years ago.
He kissed my forehead and said lightly, "I'm the king here. Occasionally against their will, what can they do with me? The thousands of years of demonic power sealed on my body is not so easy to deal with.
"You worship my master." I whispered.
"I know." He seemed to be recalling something, and then said, "He sealed my demonic power. Demons and demons can't get out of this city. At that time, I could only send you out of the city with the power of God he gave me. Unexpectedly, he lost his strength, but he unlocked his seal. Humph! I'm afraid the high priest didn't expect that my demonic power could also compete with him.
I hugged him tightly and couldn't imagine how he fought with the high priest, who was seriously injured at that time? That scene must be extremely tragic.
He touched my head, smiled, and then said, "Well, it's not clear. However, this city is not something that his high priest can take down. The fantasy in Tianchi can only deceive the people below, but it can't deceive the three priests. I have heard about the three priests and Meiluo that happened in Shangshan before. All the three priests and Meiluo want is your disappearance. They have been secretly waiting for the high priest to force me. Since I sent you out of the city cruelly, they will not let the high priest take my life.
"Do you think that if the high priest really takes my life and then manipulates the phantom in the heavenly pool to be the king, will their life be better?"
"If I don't see you off that day, the high priest will not be soft on you. Three priests and Meiluo, they won't kill you, but they will never stop the high priest from killing you. He kissed my palm gently and said in a low voice, "I know you were sad that day. But I have to do that to save your life.
"I know." I responded softly. I know it best in my heart. A hundred years ago, he stood in the wind and rain with a sword, looking at me for the last time with heartache and reluctance. It was the most sad and beautiful picture I had ever seen in my life. It was a wound engraved in my heart.
"I'm the one who caused you to suffer such a serious injury." I said apologetically.
"Ha ha, I've only been in Tianchi for a hundred years." He gently stroked my fine hair and continued, "If those old men hadn't always come to make trouble, I would have been soaked for thousands of years. A dream of spring night is worth a lot of money, and I would also live a fairy-like life."
"Do you know that the boundary of this city is about to disappear?" I asked carefully.
"I know, I'm going to wait for the city to break, so I'll wait for you at the bridge, and by the way, I'll do some tampers in your soup, so that you can remember me in the afterlife." He smiled like a thief, "But now it seems that I have to wait for another hundred years."
I laughed twice: "It's Grandpa Wen who has a skill in his face."
I don't know why, I don't want to mention Hengtian in front of him.
"This city is broken, and the Protoss will definitely not let go of the demons here. Aren't you afraid?" I took a peek at him.
"It's not that easy for them to kill me." He smiled disdainfully.
"Have you really decided not to consider their proposal again?" I asked softly.
"I'm different from Wuyan! I won't let you be cursed by them." He hugged me tighter.
I stopped talking and just listened to his heartbeat quietly.
Nameless, you would rather wait for my thousands of years of reincarnation than abandon me. How could I not know? But if you don't accept the gift from God, you have to be the enemy of the whole god clan. How can I let you do that?