This beam of light was so bright and dazzling that even though the onlookers who were relatively close to Xie Heng had their backs to him, they were still blinded by the glare.
Xie Heng subconsciously covered Jiang Bozhou's eyes with his hands, fearing that he would be injured by the light that was more dazzling than the sun.
Bourne also reacted quickly. The moment the light power in Xie Heng's body burst out, he jumped aside and used magic to prop up the barrier.
But others were not so lucky, and most of the people present were temporarily blinded.
Xie Heng picked up Jiang Bozhou and ran away before people came to their senses. He took the overflowing light back into his body with difficulty and smiled to himself. No wonder he was called the God of Light. He had no other choice but to react so violently in the name of light.
After he restrained his uncontrollable power, he made another circle before teleporting in the opposite direction just in case. The two of them had moved away from Golden City, and Xie Heng chose to settle in a relatively remote town.
"Zhouzhou, you can open your eyes." Seeing that Jiang Bozhou still had his eyes closed, Xie Heng reminded him.
Jiang Bozhou opened his eyes after hearing this, but what he saw was a foggy scene.
"I", Jiang Bozhou was a little flustered when he couldn't see Xie Heng, "I seem to be blind."
"Huh?" A rare nervous expression appeared on Xie Heng's face. He quickly helped Jiang Bozhou sit down on a stone and let him rest on his lap so that he could check his eyes.
"Zhouzhou, I'm sorry." Xie Heng looked at the two very obvious white hazes in Jiang Bozhou's eyes and felt extremely guilty. It's all because he was too careless and directly touched Zhouzhou's eyes with his glowing hand. If he had been more careful, Zhouzhou might not have been in trouble.
Jiang Bozhou doesn't care about this very much. He practices dark magic and his soul is stronger than ordinary people. Even if he can't see things, it doesn't affect his life. The only thing he cares about is his favorite god. As long as the god is by his side, it is worth it even if he sacrifices his life.
"What are you talking about? There is nothing wrong with my god." Jiang Bozhou grinned. What's wrong with his god? It was just a small mistake in protecting him.
Xie Heng felt even more sad. He gently kissed the corners of Jiang Bozhou's eyes and promised, "I will cure you."
"Well, I believe in the gods." Jiang Bozhou's eyelashes trembled and swept over Xie Heng's face, leaving the slightest itching. He squeezed Xie Heng's hand tightly and buried his head in Xie Heng's arms intuitively, feeling the true temperature of the god.
What he wants is not just the promise of the gods, but the gods themselves.
Xie Heng rummaged through the information that Tiandao had given him at that time, and finally found some clues. The history of the struggle between light and darkness is engraved on the ancient stone. There is a sentence in it: "If you are hurt by the light, please be with the darkness." It must be referring to the current situation.
"Zhouzhou, are you willing to follow me to the Lela Forest at the end of the Sluliga continent? You may find a way to heal your eyes there." Xie Heng has always respected Jiang Bozhou's opinion, "If you don't want to, we will find a place Settle down."
"You will find an opportunity to go alone later, right?" Jiang Bozhou has the intuition of a small animal.
Xie Heng smiled, "Of course, I will always cure you."
Jiang Bozhou opened his mouth uncomfortably, wanting to speak but not knowing how to express himself, so he just squeezed Xie Heng's hand tighter.
Jiang Bozhou was worried about Xie Heng's heart. Wasn't he just worried that he would leave him behind? Xie Heng tapped Jiang Bozhou's knuckles twice and said the reason why Jiang Bozhou couldn't refuse, "Is it possible that Zhouzhou wants to never see my face again?"
Jiang Bozhou really couldn't refuse, so he chose the first option, "Whatever your Majesty does, your most loyal believers will always be willing to follow you." However, "Will going to Lela Forest be harmful to you?"
As a dark mage, Jiang Bozhou certainly knows where Lela Forest is. It is the place with the strongest dark elements in the entire Sluliga continent. It is also the place where the dark god seals the place, and it is also the place where dark mages of all sizes make their fortune or hide.
The most important thing is that that is his original destination.
"No." Xie Heng shook his head. At most, his abilities are somewhat limited. And, sooner or later, they will get there. If Zhouzhou becomes the god of darkness, he must have the dark godhead. In the memory of the God of Light, the Dark Godhead was taken out by him and placed in the center of the seal.
Xie Heng was in a happy mood, as if the dark godhead had become his treasure. He gently rubbed Jiang Bozhou's smooth black hair as always, imagining his lover's surprise after receiving the dark godhead.
Perhaps due to the tacit understanding between lovers, Jiang Bozhou also secretly had the idea of a godhead, but what he was planning was how to get the godhead belonging to his enemy under the nose of a god and successfully replace his enemy.
Jiang Bozhou felt that this was a bit strange, "replacing his enemy", why did it feel like he had replaced the God of Darkness - this is another troublesome thing. If he becomes the new God of Darkness, will the God of Light be crowned? What about leaving him?
Jiang Bozhou was very troubled by this. It would be great if he had more power than the God of Light. Jiang Bozhou fantasized again.
Thousands of miles away, the city of Gorton fell into silence after a collective temporary blindness. The scene just now was too shocking. The snow-white light pillars penetrated the sky and the earth, and the light covered the sky and blocked the sun. It was a stunning scene.
After a long time, someone shouted, "That's the legendary scene where the God of Light arrives!" This sentence seemed to ignite people's enthusiasm, and the crowd burst into cheers far more enthusiastic than before the start of the holy ceremony.
On the high platform watching the ceremony, Morik rubbed his still sore eyes. Listening to the lively noises of the crowd, he felt that he had regained 10%, "Look, that old guy has endured it."
Morik finally got smart for once.
His guess was good, and soon someone pointed out that the God of Light only appeared but did not bless him. The king of a small country was also confused about this matter, so he told his loyal ministers about the cracks in the statue of the God of Light.
The minister was greatly shocked when he heard this, so he discussed it with others and spread the word from one to two. In less than half a day, rumors spread throughout the entire city of Gordon that the Pope had angered the God of Light.
Because of the sudden appearance of the God of Light, the entire Holy Scripture was rather anticlimactic, and ended hastily amid people's heated discussions.
In the Temple of Light, the Pope's face had turned black to charcoal. Angles stood on one side and carefully looked at the Pope's expression.
He was selected as the Holy Son when he was very young due to his outstanding talent for sensing the power of light. His journey has been smooth, and he has never encountered anything like this.
"Your Majesty the Pope," Angles was extremely worried, "Did I really offend the God of Light in an unknown place?" He knew that he was the first person to discover the cracks in the statue, and he couldn't help but reflect on himself. mistake.
"How could it be? My dear child," the pope tried to regain his pleasant expression, "you must know that the Crown of Light has not descended on the continent of Sluliga for a long time, and the moment He appeared, it was at the holy ceremony hosted by you, which is enough to prove His love for you."
Angles was comforted to a certain extent, but still a little uneasy, "But He did not send blessings."
"How do we know about the gods?" The Pope suddenly became serious, startling Angles, "Angels, you are the Holy Son of the Temple of Light, not a bad old man sitting idle on the street."
The Pope holds the scepter and is not angry but has authority. He has sent people to investigate the truth. It is true that the God of Light appears in the Holy Scripture, but the news that is not conducive to the temple afterward is definitely someone fishing in troubled waters.
He must maintain the image of the God of Light, maintain the reputation of the temple, and more importantly, maintain the prestige of the Pope.
By the time the Pope quells the rumors, the harvest festival has come to an end.
"Then, His Holiness the Pope, Your Majesty the Holy Son, we will see you next year." With a perfect smile on his face, Bourne said goodbye politely.
"Have a safe journey, Duke Bourne."
Bourne turned around and stepped onto the carriage, interest flashing in his eyes. Things are getting really interesting. A god of light who likes men? Why does he feel uncomfortable just thinking about it.
The people he sent out had just sent word that two people suspected of being the target were heading west and had arrived in the Manderly Wilderness.
Bourne tapped his knees, pondering their destination. The Manderley Wilderness is already a border area of the mainland. After walking through the wilderness, there are only two small towns away from the Lela Forest.
So, they were going to Lela Forest.
Bourne couldn't figure out the God of Light's intentions, so he was going to take a look. As soon as the idea came to mind, Byrne himself was shocked.
As an excellent politician, it has long been his instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Now the most sensible thing to do is to rush back to the fief immediately and stay away from the God of Light and his partner. After all, he once made rude remarks to the God of Light and even offended him. Companion to the God of Light.
But what he just thought was obviously contrary to instinct.
But that's what makes it fun, isn't it? Bourne smiled brightly, his eyes sparkling like a clear pool of water.
On the Manderley Wilderness, Xie Heng was leading Jiang Bozhou towards his destination. The two of them were leisurely and leisurely, not like travelers who were sleeping in the open air, but more like tourists who came for sightseeing and had plenty of time.
However, this is probably the case.
At Jiang Bozhou's request, Xie Heng did not use the spell that could teleport to Lela Forest. Instead, he strolled around slowly like an ordinary tourist, except that no tourist's destination was Lela Forest.
In the process of rushing, Xie Heng gradually became more and more comfortable in using the power of light, especially in creating things out of thin air. For example, he wanted to build a fully-equipped house while resting or create a table of delicious food when dining.
As the God of Light, Xie Heng obviously did not need these things, so Jiang Bozhou took the lead in living a life of support.
The better Xie Heng treats him, the more itchy his heart becomes, just like the old man Riddle who lives on Boruo Street who feels uncomfortable if he doesn't drink two sips of wine every day. He has to drink even if he sells all the things in his house. Jiang Bo Zhou only I want to get my dear God of Light Crown quickly.
The two of them were walking around. Seeing that it was already dark, Xie Heng directly suggested taking a rest and preparing a beautiful small house.
"How do you feel?" Xie Heng sat at the table and gently poked Jiang Bozhou's cheek, which was tightening and shrinking due to chewing.
"It's delicious." When Jiang Bozhou heard Xie Heng's question, he put down his knife and fork and replied seriously, "I like it very much."
Xie Heng looked gentle, "As long as you like it, you can eat more." He made these dishes himself, but he used the power of light to find the ingredients.
"You don't have to work so hard." Jiang Bozhou looked at Xie Heng, his eyes still gray.
Xie Heng looked into Jiang Bozhou's eyes and couldn't help but feel distressed. "Why do you feel so hard? This is my expression of love for you."
Jiang Bozhou was sensitively aware of Xie Heng's emotions, and a hint of sweetness spread in his heart. If you can maintain your current state, you don't need these eyes.
"How do you express your love for me?" Jiang Bozhou's hands trembled slightly.
"Of course." Xie Heng has never been shy about expressing his love for Jiang Bozhou. Whether it is actions or words, he tries his best to give his lover a strong sense of security, but sometimes it doesn't work very well.
However, at least as far as this world is concerned, this method is still useful. His family Zhouzhou has not spared a harsh word to him so far.
Maybe Jiang Bozhou was too good at pretending, or maybe it was the influence of heavy filters between lovers, but Xie Heng still foolishly thought that Zhouzhou in this world was a noob.
But how is this possible? Some people are born black, and the "some people" here specifically refer to Jiang Bozhou.
"Thank you for your love," Jiang Bozhou expressed his sorrow to his god, "but I have nothing and can't give you anything in return."
"Am I being nice to you because I want your reward?" Xie Heng smiled and narrowed his eyes. His Zhouzhou was so cute.
"But, I feel sorry for you." Jiang Bozhou lowered his head and expressed his ultimate goal with embarrassment, "Do you... want me?"
Xie Heng doubted his ears, "What?"
"I dedicate myself to you." Jiang Bozhou raised his head and replied firmly.
Xie Heng was silent. He didn't expect Jiang Bozhou to make such a request at this time.
"Aren't you willing?" Jiang Bozhou grabbed Xie Heng's sleeves. Tears had already gathered in his eyes, and there was only one chance before they would fall.
Xie Heng gently wiped away his tears, held him in his arms, and softly comforted him, "Your eyes are not healed yet, so don't cry."
"But I can't help it." Jiang Bozhou was surrounded by the aura of the God of Light, but he cried even harder. Big tears fell down his cheeks, looking extremely pitiful.
At least that's how it looks in Xie Heng's eyes.
"Then don't bear it, Zhouzhou can do whatever makes him feel comfortable." Xie Heng was obviously panicked.
"Then can you accept me?" Jiang Bozhou sobbed, not forgetting his original purpose.
Xie Heng poked Jiang Bozhou's head, "I have accepted you a long time ago, haven't I?"
"Yes, but -" Jiang Bozhou suddenly didn't know how to proceed. What he wanted was not this kind of acceptance. But you only have the courage to make a desperate move once, and if you ask him to make a request again, he won't be able to do it.
Xie Heng patiently coaxed Jiang Bozhou, "Can Zhouzhou wait a little longer? We will go to Lela Forest soon. When Zhouzhou gets his eyes cured, I will satisfy them no matter what you ask for." "
"Really?" Jiang Bozhou was doubtful.
"Of course it's true." Xie Heng had a smile in his eyes. He had never lied to his Zhouzhou.
"Then you must remember to honor it, no matter what I do." Jiang Bozhou's voice became smaller and smaller, but there was worry and a trace of expectation in his words.
What else can Zhouzhou do? Xie Heng thought.
"I will," he said.
Jiang Bozhou lay in Xie Heng's arms, thinking about unknown things.
It would be great if His Majesty the God of Light agreed to his request. Jiang Bozhou felt particularly sad when he thought about the possible consequences of what he was about to do. If he failed, would his god abandon him? If he succeeds, will his gods look at him as they look at their enemies?
Jiang Bozhou felt endless fear, but he also wanted to be on par with his favorite God of Light, Mianxia, or even be stronger than the God of Light, allowing him to dominate the relationship between the two. In this way, even if one day, the God of Light despises him, he will still have the ability to keep up with the pace of the gods, and even block the movements of the gods.
"Good boy, it's already very late. Go to sleep." Xie Heng carried Jiang Bozhou to the bedside, gently put him down, and covered him with a quilt considerately.
"Yeah." Jiang Bozhou closed his eyes obediently. Xie Heng sat by the bed and waited for Jiang Bozhou to fall asleep before quietly walking outside to deal with some trivial matters.
Gods don't have to sleep, which is probably one of the great advantages of being a god of light.
Jiang Bozhou also wanted this kind of beauty. As soon as Xie Heng left, Jiang Bozhou, who was already asleep, opened his eyes keenly.
That's it again.
Jiang Bozhou didn't like this feeling. It would be nice if...
Xie Heng quickly settled the matter and returned to the house to lie next to Jiang Bozhou. Although he doesn't need to sleep, he likes his lover who is sleeping.
Um? Xie Heng raised his eyebrows, why didn't his Zhouzhou sleep? Is this waking up again? Xie Heng immediately became interested in teasing.
"I heard -" Xie Heng deliberately slowed down his speech and looked at Jiang Bozhou seriously, unwilling to let go of any small changes.
Sure enough, Jiang Bozhou's ears twitched slightly.
The smile on Xie Heng's face became even wider, "I heard that if you ask a question to a sleeping person, he will give you the most honest answer."
Jiang Bozhou raised his ears, not knowing what he was expecting.
"Then let me ask Zhouzhou a few questions. Can Zhouzhou answer them honestly?"
Jiang Bozhou held his breath, waiting for Xie Heng's inquiry. As a result, after waiting for a long time, Xie Heng didn't speak. Just when Jiang Bozhou couldn't help but ask, Xie Heng asked in confusion, "Why didn't Zhouzhou answer? Is this conclusion false?"