Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 439: Battle of the Gods (14)

The two of them walked out of the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave and then cast a spell to return to the Hundred Monsters Mountain.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Xing Chen looked up at the mountain. There was a yellowish lantern lit every few steps on the mountain road.

The warm halo shines in the mountains, as if quietly waiting for the departed to return home.

Xingchen hadn't been hanging out with Xuanluo all day. Now that there was no one else around, he stood on the steps, stretched out his hands and asked Xuanluo to carry him up the mountain.

Xuan Luo smiled very cheaply, and was about to bend down to hug him happily, but suddenly stopped and turned to look behind him.

Xing Chen also put down his hands and looked over with him.

After a moment, a figure walked towards them from a distance with a slight hesitation.

"Lord God, is that you?" A figure approached, and it was the same face as Xuan Luo's current one.

Ah, the real Qingyan is here.

Xuan Luo's face returned to its normal appearance, and his voice also returned to the cold and clear tone he had in front of outsiders, sounding slightly chilly.

"Green Nightmare."

Qing Yan looked a little excited. He walked closer, looked at Xuan Luo deeply, and then quickly lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, Lord God, I waited here without your permission. I just wanted to see you in person and feel at ease."

Xuanluo looked at him quietly, "I'm sorry for making you worry all these years."

Qing Yan hurriedly shook his head, tears in his eyes, "It is our honor. It is our supreme honor to be trusted by you and to wait for your return here."

Xing Chen turned his head and glanced at the yellow lights on the mountain behind him.

After they left Xuanluo, they began to light up the mountain with waiting every night.

With Qing Yan's eyes, he could tell what was inside without even taking a second look.

Qing Yan and he love the same person.

Even the love he has for you is no less than his.

"Qing Yan, I told you back then not to be too obsessed." Xuan Luo's voice was calm.

"Lord God, there is no need to persuade me. In fact, you know that since it has become an obsession, there is no depth to it."

Xuan Luo fell silent. He was obviously not a good role model. He himself was the one with the deepest obsession and had no right to persuade others.

"I feel very satisfied that you didn't reject me because of this and continued to trust me." Qing Yan said to himself.

During the days since Xuanluo came back, he has been issuing orders and learning information from the outside world, and has never left the courtyard in the mountains.

Xing Chen now understood that he might have deliberately avoided seeing Qing Yan.

Xuanluo is probably the one who understands best.

Some things will sprout after they take root, and will grow wildly once they are exposed to the wind.

If you are sure that you cannot give something, it is best not to ask for it.

"Is this Lord Ye Shen?" Qing Yan looked at Xing Chen with a smile, "I am Qing Yan from Bai Yao Mountain. I didn't like to go out much in the past, so I never had the chance to see you, Lord."

Xing Chen looked into his eyes, which were a little unclear under the lantern and candlelight, but Xing Chen was sure that there was envy and admiration in his smile, not hatred.

"Although I haven't met you, I know you in advance." Xing Chen smiled and pointed at Xuan Luo's face, "Lord Lord God has been using your face all day today, so we are now acquaintances."

"I... I don't have anything else to say. I just want to see that both of you are well." Qing Yan seemed to have no idea how to get along with Xing Chen, and stepped back step by step. "Then I won't bother both of you anymore. I'll go back first."

He came in a hurry and left in a hurry, turning around and disappearing into the night.

Qing Yan gave Xing Chen the feeling that he was not a fox at all.

Although foxes are very cunning, he is steady, reserved and taciturn.

Xing Chen stood on the steps without moving, looking for a long time in the direction where Qing Yan's figure disappeared.

Xuan Luo turned around and gently rubbed his head.

"Xing Chen, eight out of ten things in the world are not satisfactory. When I knew his feelings, I had already made everything clear. I can't give him what he wants. He can only be a member of my alliance. There is no other possibility."

Xing Chen sighed, "Fortunately, I didn't know of his existence before."

Xuan Luo probably thought of some things from the past, and shook his head with a helpless smile.

Although Xing Chen had never had any romantic thoughts about him before, he was taking real actions to cut off his romantic opportunities.

If he knew who dared to dishonor his master, he would probably go to the door and beat the person until he no longer recognized his master.

"Master, I will compensate him in other ways in the future, but as for you, I can't give you anything at all."

"Qing Yan knows."

"He likes you, I'm not jealous." Xing Chen turned around and climbed up the stairs one step at a time.

Xuanluo followed him silently.

Xing Chen crawled for a while, then suddenly stopped and turned around.

"I can't fool myself. Actually, I am still jealous." He changed his words irritably, "But it's not that kind of jealousy, Master. Can you understand?"

"Xingchen..."

"Master, you really don't need to comfort me. When your baby grows up, I will let everyone see that I am the one who is most suitable for you."

The feeling that Qingyan gave to Xingchen was similar to a crisis but not a crisis.

Xing Chen knew that Xuan Luo loved him, and his master would never let him feel insecure.

However, Qing Yan's silent dedication, without asking for anything in return over thousands of years, still shocked Xing Chen at this moment.

He didn't even feel like he could do it.

If there had been no response from the Master, if he had known that there was only despair and loneliness at the end of the road, if his efforts had not received equal returns, his love would not have been so unswerving.

Xingchen held Xuanluo's hand. He didn't want to play the slow game anymore.

He wanted to flip the table now.

"Master, logically speaking, we are both back now, and no one can stop us from doing anything we want to do, so why are we hiding now?"

Xuanluo thought for a moment, "Maybe he doesn't want to sit in that position again and let them take it for granted?"

There was a sinister flash in Xing Chen's eyes, and the corners of his clothes suddenly moved without wind in the dark night.

"Master, just sit still on the throne. I will clear out all the seats of those who have ulterior motives and replace them with new people.

God of War, huh? I want him to know that he can only sit in that position if you let him. If you don’t, he will be utterly terrified.”

Xuanluo touched his face and said, "Little fool, are you willing to be a knife in my hand?"

"I am, Master. Before I became your lover, I should be your knife, your most effective tool to eliminate dissidents."

Xuanluo hugged him in his arms and pinched his nose in dissatisfaction.

"I learned so much in the small world, but was it all in vain? Why are you going back?"

Xing Chen hugged his waist and said, "Master, this is not a matter of whether you can turn back or not. Some things must be done by someone alone. The person you trust and rely on the most should be me."

"No, I should be the one to be stabbed." Xuan Luo said this earth-shattering sentence in an extremely calm tone.

"What, what do you mean?" Xing Chen stared and asked in disbelief.

Xuanluo didn't explain, but just hugged him.

"Since the baby is feeling unhappy, go and vent your anger tomorrow."

"Tell them that our great Lord Ye Shen is back."