Chapter 65

It was clearly a word of complaint.

And irritable and unwilling to talk to people.

But the extremely different Xinghui from usual made Yu Yuan's heart suddenly softened.

He stood at the door, propping up the door frame with his hands, closing the door for Xinghui, who wanted to go back to the corner quietly and make a hot little mushroom.

"Xinghui?"

Yu Yuan looked at Shang Xinghui's water-washed eyes, although he was aware of Xinghui's discomfort, but the natural daring factor in his bones was ready to move.

The little god doesn't seem sober now.

Yu Yuan took another step forward, completely blocking the door with his body.

It can't be closed now.

Xinghui stared closely at his hand pressing against the door frame.

The god fragments were still quietly floating and spinning beside him, rubbing Xinghui's hot fingers worriedly from time to time.

Xinghui didn't respond to this either.

In fact, now Xinghui's thoughts have been burnt to a paste, and his consciousness is a little emotional, but the stubbornness inside makes him stand upright and face Yu Yuan.

This is like the sickness and fever of interstellar people. The physique of gods is different from ordinary people. They don’t need to eat, don’t need a lot of unnecessary things, and they won’t get sick at the same time. Moreover, their body temperature has been very low for a long time.Under such circumstances, as soon as the temperature rises, Xinghui's whole spirit will not be well.

After entangled with the power of the storm, the heat seems to be a sequelae, and it is still rising. He has already tried his best to cheer up those guys who dealt with Bright Star.

At this moment, the little god has completely lost his temper.

He stared at Yu Yuan's hand, took a few steps back, and looked up at Yu Yuan again.

The porcelain white face was stained with a blush, with a hint of grievance.

Yu Yuan suffocated for breath.

The hand loosened unconsciously.

It's as if he bullied Xinghui.

But he just said a word, and he didn't have a good discussion with Xinghui about the core issues.

Obviously it was Xinghui who scared him enough today.

But the little god didn't seem to bother with that door anymore.

Even thinking that if he likes it, he can just stay there, anyway, the corner is still empty.

Probably because of his true trust and reassurance in the Demon Race, Xing turned around without hesitation after thinking about these things.

In front of Yu Yuan, he climbed up from the bed, kicked off the boots under his feet, dragged the quilt all the way and hugged the fragments of the gods and rolled into the corner of the bed.

Xinghui lifted the quilt very skillfully, covering his body, only showing a small head to look at him.

But after watching for a second, he lowered his head in a self-deceiving manner, and buried his face in the quilt, leaving only the back of his head.

Now can only see that little hair stubbornly swaying on Xinghui's head.

Even though Yu Yuan had long realized that Xinghui had a way of comforting himself in private when he was under great pressure, and Xinghui didn't want others to know, he knew it in his heart, but he never explored it.Yu Yuan, who saw it in his eyes: Shit.

Xinghui's movements are like a set of combo moves, hitting the heart with brush strokes, knocking people down in seconds.

Why does he think it's so cute?

And it's deadly, now that little silly hair is still shaking.

And those white fingertips grasping the edge of the quilt, the phalanxes are clear and beautiful, people can't help but recall his cold and stern face, pulling up Yuejian, who pretends to be a god, to question, the arched waistI still remember it.

How can someone be cold, hot and cute?

Yu Yuan really couldn't take it anymore.

But after being hit by such a series of critical attacks, Yu Yuan also realized that Xinghui's body might be really uncomfortable, otherwise this appearance would not be shown in front of his eyes.

He still raised his feet, stepped forward quickly, pressed his legs against the edge of the bed, leaned forward, grabbed the corner of the quilt that Xinghui was holding with his hands, and pulled it down forcefully.

"Xinghui? What's wrong with you? I've already notified the people in the medical department, and they'll be here soon. Will holding the energy stone help you?"

Xinghui was caught off guard, and the quilt in his hand was pulled off by Yu Yuan.

The fragments of the gods held in Xinghui's arms to cool down were revealed.

It seemed to be overheated, and hurriedly jumped out of Xinghui's arms, swinging back and forth in the air, trying to cool down the excessively high temperature on the debris.

Xinghui also raised his head, glanced dissatisfied at the flying debris, and stared at Yu Yuan again.

The intellectual brain on the ear was opened by the touch just now, even though the eyes could see, Xinghui did not lose his habit of listening to the views of the Union citizens on the gods and the books they yearn for.

The words specially marked by him rang in his ears.

‘Gods must be powerful and be respected by believers in order to gain faith.'

The majesty of the gods that Xinghui insisted on broke through the encirclement in this mess of thoughts.

The little god stared at the powerful demon clan in front of him, felt his spiritual power, and shook his fingertips.

Yu Yuan hadn't realized that his own god wanted to show him something 'powerful'.

The moment he touched Xinghui, and the moment the quilt was pulled down, the heat wave hit, carrying Xinghui's unique fragrance.

Yu Yuan's face changed slightly.

The temperature on Xinghui's body was too high.

No wonder Xinghui looked so wrong at the moment.

Is it because of the storm?

At this time, the god fragment seemed to have cooled down, and it circled around Xinghui's head hesitantly, as if hesitating for something, and finally returned to Xinghui's embrace like "seeing death as if returning home".

Hug it, hug it!After a while it flies out to cool down.

Yu Yuan reached out and touched the temperature of the fragment of the god.

Probably because the God Fragment likes chasing him to fight. No one in the demon race knows the temperature of the God Fragment better than him. It itself is a kind of warm feeling, which is only a little lower than Xinghui’s body temperature.But now, Xinghui's body temperature has risen rapidly, and the god fragments that were only slightly lower than Xinghui's body temperature have become "ice cubes" in the arms of the little god.

And in the moment it rolled into Xinghui's arms, the temperature had risen significantly.

Yu Yuan frowned and hadn't figured out what to do.

In the next second, someone pressed hard on the back of his neck.

He was leaning on the bed with one hand close to Xinghui, but now he was so pressed that he almost fell into Xinghui's quilt.

However, he has great strength. Although he didn't expect it, he stabilized his body and held on.

He raised his head and met Shang Xinghui's dark and deep eyes.

The numbness spread from the place where he was pressed to his whole body, and even his spiritual power was constantly stirred up.

"Recently, you don't respect me a little bit."

Xinghui bit his words slowly and paused every word.

Yu Yuan's Adam's apple slid up and down, and the color of his eyes gradually deepened.

The rich red stared straight at the beautiful and delicate face of the god who was very close to him.

Those thoughts suppressed by him, those thoughts other than piety, are also about to move at this moment.

He has never known better than now.

He wanted to get closer and kiss the watery light in Xinghui's eyes. Having this feeling is definitely not pure faith——

But now is not the time to be entangled in such things, he even bent his lips and smiled.

"Can't you feel my belief in you?"

Xinghui blinked his eyes, and carefully felt the connection with Yu Yuan's beliefs. Very good, now it's not just the previous knot, he didn't know when he tied a knot on it again, it was so strong that he couldn't moveDo not move.

Really very pious, pious is completely different from the gentle, careful faith connection of others around you.

Xinghui felt that he was persuaded by Yu Yuan.

That's when.

"Master God, Boss."

The door was not closed, and the medical department who got the news quickly rushed over from their posts.

Yin Fan entered the door and took a look at the situation at the moment, but she was a little bit unresponsive, but she has always been the calmer one of the demon clan, she just kept her doubts in her heart, and quickly asked people to pull in the inspection equipment, and even got upYu Yuan, who was standing and watching by the side, separated and asked Yu Yuan to wait behind.

There were too many people, and Xinghui had unknowingly given Yu Yuan too much trust. It was okay when Yu Yuan was alone just now.

Xinghui's dazed mind was looking at these people rushing into his room at this moment, but he still tried his best to put away his expression, and leaned against the corner with his waist very straight.

The young god held a light golden fragment of the god in his arms, his thick black eyelashes drooped, covering the pupils of his eyes, his fair skin glowed red due to the high heat, and his lips were slightly chapped, which matched his sickly pale skinIt looks whiter, more gorgeous and fragile.

It really looks like a fragile white porcelain jade.

After connecting various devices, Yin Fan looked at the data on it and asked softly.

"The temperature is very high, find something that can cool down, my lord, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Xinghui didn't raise his head, but his voice was soft and slightly hoarse: "Headache."

Yin Fan's eyes were serious, and he immediately gave the people next to him a look, signaling them to check quickly.

But it was probably because the god fragments lowered the temperature a little, and there were too many people here, the mind of Xinghui was finally cleared up, and he continued to use his mental power to complete the exploration he had just left.

"It's okay, just let me wait quietly for the temperature to drop."

Xinghui spoke slowly, flexing his fingers irritably, pressing his knuckles on his temples, probably because he had regained his consciousness, and there was not much abnormality in his voice.

"The gods are incompatible with the aftermath of the storm. The abyss faces the storm directly, and the gods are usually born after the storm subsides. It is almost because of this. The storm and the abyss are formed by a combination of various forces. They only have a certain consciousness and attack each other.Afterwards, there will be no other problems for the other party, and after the birth of a god, although it is different from ordinary races, it is already an independent individual."

Xinghui took a deep breath.

"My current power is automatically clearing away the remnants of the storm power. In other words, the two forces are fighting inside me now. Although I know that my power will win in the end, the external manifestation is probably a rise in body temperature."

After all, he had just been exposed to the storm.

The spiritual power in the body and the storm power itself are deadly rivals. At the time when the gods were born in the abyss in the past, the sequelae of the storm in the interstellar world can no longer invade the gods. The main thing is to eliminate the external storms by the power of the gods.

Facing the storm directly, even though it resisted most of the storm's power, it still caused a certain amount of invasion to him. The power in his body that was the enemy of the storm power was patrolling everywhere, and the overbearing and direct crazy blows cleared up these forces.

Because no god had ever faced a storm before, he only deduced it after investigating in this way.

The fragment of the god in his arms was warm again from the heat of Xinghui's covering.

At this moment, he was struggling to fly out of Xinghui's arms.

Xinghui was still dizzy, trying to explain so much, just not wanting them to worry too much.

After a brief explanation, Xinghui slumped down, lay on the pillow, pressed hard against the wall of the starship, and spoke in a muffled voice.

"Help me find something to cool down. Everything else is fine. Just let me cool down quietly. We'll talk about storms and mermaids later."

The instrument also showed that except for Xinghui's high body temperature, the power fluctuations in his body were the same as when they were troubled by a genetic disease.

It is indeed the influence of the power of the storm.

The demons quickly evacuated the room, and asked Xinghui to call them at any time if they had anything to do, and they would come over after a while to take a look. Hearing Xinghui's muffled response, they carefully closed the door.

"All the indicators are fine. Just like what Lord Shenming said, the temperature adjustment in the room has been automatically turned on, but I didn't dare to turn it too low."

After all, Xinghui's body is fragile. Although he has repeatedly emphasized that he is not that fragile and will not get sick easily, all the demons are worried about Xinghui's physique that can be sunburned by the heat of the barren galaxy.

"Also, if the temperature of the gods can't drop recently, we should try to stay as close as possible. The body temperature of the demons is too high, which may make the gods feel even more uncomfortable."

"Um."

Yu Yuan leaned against the door.

A few strands of black hair fell randomly, hanging down the side of his face, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

"You go and continue to do your work, and report to me at any time if you have any questions, and I will stay here."

Wait until the other demons leave.

Yu Yuan looked sideways out of the window.

The gorgeous nebula can be seen from a distance from the window of the starship.

After the storm, the colors of these nebulae also changed, and after being tossed by the power of the storm, they became more and more brilliant.

Yu Yuan subconsciously took pictures, only thinking that Xinghui would not be able to see this scene now.

After the photo was taken, Yu Yuan looked down at the image displayed on the light screen.

The corner of his lips couldn't help twitching.

Some want to laugh at themselves.

It's just a slightly different nebula.

It's not a rare thing, Xinghui would be happy to watch these?

As he thought, he pressed the light screen off casually, frowning impatiently as he thought.

A look of evil spirit.

The gods resisting the storm is not as simple and understated as imagined.

Just like a genetic disease invades the body of Star Citizen, the power of the storm is also very harmful to the gods.

This is only part of the strength of the storm.

Thinking of Xinghui's dejected, pale and weak appearance, even then he tried his best to hide his discomfort and reassure them.

Everyone in the demon clan followed Xinghui as if they didn't realize the discomfort he was struggling with.

But at this moment, the smile on Yu Yuan's face has completely disappeared, and the scarlet eyes are vaguely hostile and crazy.

Mermaids, find mermaids as soon as possible.

All these sick-minded guys must be cleaned up.

Yu Yuan didn't want to think about the sequelae of his own god's resistance to the cosmic storm in its heyday.

And it is impossible to ask Xinghui to ignore it.

It's about Yu Yuan getting along with Xinghui in the past few months.

He was sure that if any problems really came, this little god would stand in front of them without hesitation.

Just like what he promised before, he said that if he wants to protect his own believers, he should protect his own believers.

Trust each other——

Yu Yuan raised his hand and wiped his face.

Heartbroken, but worried.

Just during the time when the demons were returning home quickly.

The alliance seems to have finally reacted.

There is no need for any department to issue an announcement. In the previous grand celebration of the gods, the live broadcast platform equipment has already spread everything throughout the entire interstellar world.

Everyone hid, holding their relatives who were injured or suffering from genetic diseases, watching the purple color above their heads dissipate and the sky cleared up.

The light curtain of the live broadcast was overwhelmed after all this was over, it jumped a few times, and the news disappeared completely.

Starnet's signal was restored about an hour later.

As soon as the signal was restored, the entire star network exploded.

false gods.

What they believe in is actually a false god!

A false god who deceived the abyss, deceived everyone, and successfully drove the true god away to a barren galaxy.

Nothing could be more ironic than that.

Especially when the star network just recovered the signal, everyone was asking about the situation, and everyone was expressing their doubts to the alliance and the empire. At this time, the star network was particularly stuck.

The words that were pulled and trampled before cannot be deleted now.

Hanging on the homepage of many citizens' platforms, it is even more glaring under the news that Yuejian is a false god.

Those words that belittle Xinghui and praise Gao Yuejian are simply a heart attack.

But at this time, the races that did not stand in line at the beginning were already in a bad mood under the influence of the storm, and they also knew that the gods they had believed in for five years and provided countless resources for Bright Star to seek the protection of the gods were fake, and it was even more so at this moment.Time and time again, those topics that were seriously dragged down and even looked a little crazy when they spoke were answered again.

Neither the Alliance nor the Empire made any response or guidance. The riots on Starnet became more and more intense, and the speeches became more and more chaotic.

The demons who are returning to the voyage watched the alliance and the empire suffer backlash as if they were having fun.

How they guided and gained the trust at the beginning, I am afraid that it is not enough to completely return it now.

And soon, the demon clan's attention was attracted by other topics on the star network.

"How do you get the gods back?"

The Demon Race who still dyed his cool orange hair squinted his eyes and read the topic.

In an instant, he received the attention of the surrounding demons.

what?

Someone wants to steal God?!

audacious in the extreme!!

"The chief judge of the elves is in the barren galaxy, let him stay there for a while, don't let the elves redeem them, maybe there is still something to do—"

The demon clan read and spoke, gradually gnashing their teeth.

"what to do?!"

There are still people who are riding horses who have such vicious thoughts and want to steal their gods!

When you Bright Stars had gods before, they didn't even think about snatching them!

"Let's advance the plan for the elves. We have already discussed how to deal with these elves."

Because Xinghui likes some things of the alliance, they have long planned to use Zuo Tan and the elves to exchange some things back, but these elves are somewhat useful, so they have been procrastinating.

"good."

God star at the moment.

Zuo Tan and several other elves are doing the work in hand.

They are underground in the room, and they don't have a communicator, so it's not clear what happened.

"What happened just now? Why are you still shaking?"

Some elves glanced at the top of their heads, holding the primary mine of energy stones in their hands, and asked suspiciously.

The author has something to say:

Yu Yuan: My wife is so cool, no, my wife is suffering, but my wife is so hot, no, it’s not when I say this, ahhh, my wife is so cute (it’s hopeless)

Xinghui: Wrap it up, shrink it well, do not disturb the demons with high temperature

Today is Little Fat Chapter, I went to see it, and I was prescribed a dose of medicine that shocked me for a whole year _(:з」∠)_ and I don’t know if it’s because of the medicine, I’m so sleepy

Wait for me to take the medicine for a few days and slowly recover~

Keep working hard tomorrow

I love you, go to bed early, I will sleep too

Ann