"When I get back, I'll call Mao Xiaole to cooperate with you."

Under Wang Yushu's repeated urging, An Xuefeng finally took Wei Xun away after a few words of advice.

"Your team members are urging you to connect with me quickly and deeply."

Returning to the home station, Wei Xun smiled with interest and hooked An Xuefeng's fingertips. They had been holding hands since Wang Yushu's mental contamination was wiped off and he became an alienated state. Wei Xun was also the first.

For the first time, I clearly felt An Xuefeng’s

The mental beam - just like the tentacles of * *, inserted into his spirit, he has always carefully observed his mental state, and if anything goes wrong, he will immediately swallow up the contamination himself.

Although An Xuefeng didn't say much and looked very calm in the Pharaoh's Pyramid, he was actually very nervous all the time. Wei Xun thought An Xuefeng's spiritual tentacles were interesting, but he couldn't wrap his head around it. His spiritual aspect

It's not strong enough to form a bunch.

"It's your team member."

An Xuefeng did not loosen his brows. After returning to the station, he immediately took the most effective and most expensive sanity recovery potion for Wei Xun to drink. But even if the sanity level could rise, the mental pollution would not be eliminated, just like the tour guide only used

It's the same as buying a death countdown with points without healing your own injuries. If the fundamental problem is not solved, the increased sanity will still plummet. This is why An Xuefeng never mentioned dusting others on the way home.

Fortunately, Wei Xun's spirit was not contaminated with too much pollution, which made An Xuefeng feel relieved.

"It's too bitter."

Wei Xun was extremely cautious about this dark green potion. When he opened the lid and asked about it, he was overwhelmed by the soaring bitter taste. He immediately closed the lid and asked Yu Hehui to purify the magic honey. But An Xuefeng took the potion and drank it himself.

Then he held Wei Xun's face and kissed him.

"Woo! (It's so painful!)"

Wei Xun was clenching his teeth, but when An Xuefeng's hands caressed his waist, he felt hot all over. An Xuefeng's kissing skills had become very proficient with him, so Wei Xun subconsciously opened his mouth to deepen the kiss.

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Then his eyes suddenly filled with bitter tears. He wanted to spit out the potion, but he felt dirty again, so he finally choked his neck and swallowed it. Then in anger, he pulled An Xuefeng's ears and kicked his calf.

An Xuefeng simply picked him up. The height difference of nearly twenty centimeters was enough for him to lift Wei Xun's feet off the ground, then press him against the wall and kiss him. In fact, the potion was not much, just a mouthful, and it was bitter.

The smell dissipated quickly. An Xuefeng wanted to retreat, but Wei Xun turned his back on the attack. While deepening the kiss, he reached into An Xuefeng's clothes and touched his excellent abdominal muscles.

"Ugh!"

An Xuefeng's whole body froze, and he grasped Wei Xun's troubled wrist with his big hands like iron cuffs. Wei Xun chuckled lightly, and the skin-to-skin contact really made the connection between him and An Xuefeng deeper. The originally weak spirit deepened due to the connection,

With An Xuefeng's strength, he rose up and entangled with his spiritual tentacles. For a moment, Wei Xun seemed to feel the same way as An Xuefeng, and his feelings doubled.

The sense of intrusion and plunder from the entanglement of the kiss, the abdomen seems to be ambiguously touched by cold and slender fingers, but the most connected thing is the spirit. The deep friendship with the comrades on the way home and the Sunset Brigade, the strong desire to protect and the sense of responsibility

, against the hotel and the enemy ice

Cold, fierce murderous intent, as well as a deep and dark possessive and indulgent love for his lover (specifically Wei Xun), as well as some worries and uneasiness, clustered into Wei Xun's heart like a ball of colorful fluff.

Wei Xun was almost infected with empathy for him.

Wei Xun immediately withdrew his spirit and subconsciously pushed An Xuefeng away. An Xuefeng retreated, withdrew his spirit tentacles, looked down at him lazily, and said with a smile: "Let's see if you dare in the future.

……snort."

Wei Xun was so courageous that he dared to touch his spirit like this. If An Xuefeng hadn't restrained himself enough, Wei Xun would have been turned into a little An Xuefeng.

An Xuefeng knew that only personal experience could teach Wei Xun a lesson. Mental shock and mental pollution were also common methods used by the Black Widow. The Black Widow would not mind using mental shock to turn Bing Yi into a little Black Widow and join her in the fight.

Yu resurrected George's great cause. But this kind of thing is easy to guard against as long as you are mentally prepared. An Xuefeng didn't want Wei Xun to take risks in seeking excitement in this area, so he might as well give him a round first.

Then he reminded: "Purified magic honey is a product of the abyss after all. It can restore sanity, but it will also subtly make the abyss pollution on your body deeper. The potion I just gave you does not contain any pollution and is pure.

Bring the sexual recovery potion with you when the time comes."

"Too bitter, unless it can be sweetened."

Wei Xun was still a little immersed in the afterglow of spiritual fusion, and lazily hugged An Xuefeng's neck: "Next time you dare to kiss me like this, I'll kick you down to brush your teeth... and take me to the shower."

An Xuefeng effortlessly carried Wei Xun to the bathroom like a koala. He took out his cell phone and sent a text message to notify Mao Xiaole to take Wang Yushu's tools to the Pharaoh's Pyramid. An Xuefeng turned on the shower and the sound of water sounded.

At that moment, he suddenly heard Wei Xun say: "Is the Mingximan really at the Inca Sun Gate?"

"Yes, he should be out in November."

An Xuefeng was washing Wei Xun's hair and said subconsciously: "If you want to see..."

An Xuefeng took out the Return Knife. A man like him would never let the knife leave his hand unless there were special circumstances. Wei Xun saw An Xuefeng tapping his finger on the Return Knife, and then he said with a horizontal movement of the blade: "Look."

Wei Xun raised his eyebrows and looked around, and saw scenes and even sounds coming back from Cheng Huang Dao, the returning knife! Wei Xun heard the dream chaser's voice, which seemed to come from thousands of miles away, and was a little blurry: "Chasing

The dreamer is willing to dedicate his journey to 30 degrees north latitude to the hotel... to seal this passage.'

'Transaction...passed'

'Praise the sun, praise the sun -'

The familiar scene made Wei Xun's heart move. This is the Butcher's Alliance! The return knife shows the day when he went to the Butcher's Alliance to find Zhang Xingzang. This is the scene after he was sent away by the Dream Chaser!

The next second, Wei Xun's grip on An Xuefeng's hand suddenly tightened, and his eyes were fixed on the return knife. He saw the person in charge's big empty hand patting a crack that radiated sunlight, and was about to completely smooth the crack.

, and at this moment, a hand with distinct joints and countless golden chains stretched out from the crack.

The back of his hand was upward, and his slender fingers were slightly curved, blocking the master's empty hand in an understatement. Wei Xun's mood fluctuated when he saw this hand, and the dream chaser's "Fuck you!" confirmed his suspicion.

This is the crack leading to the Inca Sun Gate! This hand is the hand of a life-seeking man!

In an instant, Wei Xun's heart was up and down. This feeling was different from the feeling when he saw the scarlet cloak, the phantom cat, the ???, and the feeling when he saw the phantom of the life-seeking man when the Mutual Aid Alliance landed. It was as if one party was an illusion.

Yes, one side is real. For a moment, Wei Xun's heart seemed to fall into place.

That is the crack in the Inca Sun Gate, and my brother is inside.

An Xuefeng hadn't shown this to him, and Wei Xun hadn't asked before, because he knew that An Xuefeng was actually very wary of people who were interested in life, and he was weak, even if An Xuefeng wouldn't lie to him.

Even after asking him, it didn't make much sense.

Moreover, Wei Xun felt that Xi Mingren must have left some psychological shadow on An Xuefeng. He had been worried that Wei Xun would go directly to him after Xi Mingren appeared, and would not be wary and would listen to Xi Mingren's words.

You may think that everything a man who lives his life does is right. But Wei Xun already understood when he was in Sahara that no one in the world is completely right, even Wei Xuechen makes mistakes.

What An Xuefeng was worried about would not happen, and Wei Xun just wanted to confirm that the life-seeker was really in the Inca Sun Gate. From just now, Wei Xun thought that spiritual fusion is interactive. Since An Xuefeng's emotions can

If it affects him, his emotions can also affect An Xuefeng.

An Xuefeng can understand what he really wants to know, and he will no longer be so worried.

Sure enough, when he asked this time, An Xuefeng directly showed him the scene at that time. Seeing An Xuefeng move his hand to put away the return knife, Wei Xun directly held the blade. Afraid of hurting him, An Xuefeng indeed

Wei Xun stopped moving. Then Wei Xun heard a familiar yet unfamiliar male voice coming from the returning knife.

‘An Xuefeng, you are going to die’

'The destruction predicted by the astrologers has arrived, and your power will continue to be weakened. By then...'

The crack was sealed, and the screams of life stopped. Wei Xun stared at the return knife for a while, and finally let go and asked An Xuefeng to put the knife away. For a while, there was no other sound in the bathroom except the sound of water. An

Xuefeng rinsed the foam from his hair.

"Astrologers don't lie."

It was Wei Xun who broke the silence. He sighed and leaned back against An Xuefeng, his hair brushing the foam on his chin: "Sure enough, the life-seeking man has asked him for divination many times."

"Are you going to die?"

"Destiny is changeable, and things like divination and fortune-telling can only be used as references."

An Xuefeng said softly that he actually had some scheming intentions. He had deliberately put away the knife just now, and as expected, Wei Xun took the initiative to hold the knife and continue to look at it. Then he heard what the man who ordered his life said to him.

As expected, Wei Xun was also worried about him and asked about him. An Xuefeng thought of Wang Yushu's love philosophy. Men should not be strong and act like they can handle anything. They should also show weakness to their partners occasionally, so that they can

Let the relationship last forever. What he said really makes sense.

But An Xuefeng still didn't want Wei Xun to worry, so he kissed the top of Wei Xun's hair.

"After meeting you, my destiny will be different."

Don't talk about dying, his strength has been weakened. He is in surprisingly good condition now, and his strength will definitely become stronger and stronger. When he deeply connects with Wei Xun, the fusion time with * * * will last longer. An Xuefeng is inexplicably true.

I want to see what the expression on the person’s face will be when he sees Wei Xun in his prime after he comes out of the Sun Gate and stands in front of the Sun Gate... Ahem, I’m looking forward to seeing the person who is interested in life coming out and it’s Wei Xun’s.

Emotional contagion.

Speaking of his own wishes, he still hopes that Xi Mingren can stay with the Sun Gate for a long time.

"Can enough pieces of the sun be separated from the statue of the sun?"

Taking a shower was actually very quick. When the two of them came out of the bathroom, Mao Xiaole had already gone to Wang Yushu's place. It would take time to 'make' the Mountain God Peach Branch. Wei Xun was half-hearted about An Xuefeng - although he said he was fine, An Xuefeng

Xuefeng has a heavy sense of responsibility, and he likes to take it upon himself. How can Wei Xun know about him? He just concealed some of the real situation, but through deep connection with Wei Xun, he can pull him out immediately, so let him go for the time being.

horse.

The other half of Wei Xun's heart is focused on the sun, and Wei Xun is looking forward to it but also has a sense of urgency. Wei Xun is not strong enough yet. Wei Xun wants to completely integrate the sun flame and Eve obtained from the ancient oasis.

However, An Xuefeng suggested that he first master the transformation of the mythical sunbird by using Lite Fire to bring his fused flame power even closer.

"You have the purple title of Sun Angel whose faith has collapsed. Directly swallowing the sun's flames may make your 'faith collapse' even deeper."

An Xuefeng said: "But if you master the transformation of the sun bird first, it will be helpful to you when fusing the sun flame... Maybe you can believe in yourself."

Believe in yourself and be your own sun. An Xuefeng knew that Wei Xun would like this suggestion. Sure enough, he saw Wei Xun's eyes light up and thought thoughtfully: "Indeed, and when the power of the sun was instilled,

The ankh worm also seems to have metamorphosed into a bird body."

This red-haired, big-eyed worm shows no signs of turning into a bird. It hangs out with the corn shoots in the Devil's Insect Ball every day. It has no use at all except singing hymns to the sun to the shoots. It's such a waste of the worm's talent.

It would be best if he completely mastered the transformation of the sun bird and could ripen the Ankh worm when merging with the sun's flame. Wei Xun was determined to prevent it from falling to its own devices. He took out a half-piece of the pure gold sun statue, and a

The golden angel bones, the sun angel feathers made of gold, and a small ball of platinum sun flame.

They are all good things that An Xuefeng bought for Wei Xun for zero yuan after the statue corresponding to the sun in the ancient oasis.

"The sun statue alone shouldn't be enough."

An Xuefeng picked up the statue and shook it. He was so strong that he broke open half of the statue's head with his hands, exposing the inside. The original blue-purple eye pattern of the butterfly eyes had disappeared. An Xuefeng's hand

Once it was crushed, one could see that the gold where the eye lines were originally was all as soft and rotten as mud, and too much of the sun's energy was absorbed by the parasitic butterfly eye on it.

"But with angel bones and feathers, it's pretty much it."

Wei Xun happened to have the title of angel, so it would be good for him to add bones and feathers. But completely extracting energy from bones and feathers was not An Xuefeng's forte. After asking Wei Xun for his opinion, An Xuefeng handed over the bones and feathers.

Lu Shucheng——She specializes in the art industry, and she is best at handling 'ingredients'.

"Lu Shucheng's initial purple title is 'Chef'."

An Xuefeng turned into a phoenix bird state, spitting out flames to burn the sun statue, and soon burned it into flowing gold liquid. The flames heated up, turning from red to white, to refine the most essential energy in the statue. An Xuefeng

Feng asked Wei Xun to join his fusion flame, so that the burning sun fragments would be contaminated with his aura, making them easier to swallow and absorb.

"She likes to cook for herself. Her family owns a restaurant. Bai Feibai often went to her house to eat when he was a child. They are neighbors."

An Xuefeng slowly told Wei Xun about the returning members. Although many people have undergone earth-shaking changes after coming to the hotel for ten years, the more this happens, the more most people like to recall the past and the ordinary but peaceful real life.

, is their spiritual harbor and a pure land of their souls. Knowing these is more helpful for Wei Xun to get close to their hearts, gain trust, and remove pollution.

"Chirp."

When An Xuefeng burned the gold liquid of the sun statue into a bright golden light the size of a sesame seed, Wei Xun felt the familiar, pure power of the sun. Originally unable to transform on his own, he felt his body get hot, and Wei Xun immediately seized the opportunity.

, trying his best to recall the feeling when he became a baby bird. He took on the purple title of Son of Nature and realized it with all his heart, and his body gradually became lighter and softer.

"Chirp!"

A small group of red chicks appeared on the table. As if it had no strength to stand still, it slid its legs and sat on the table. It didn't notice its embarrassment. It stared at the phoenix with its small eyes and tilted.

Head, chirping affectionately.

The first time Wei Xun became a baby bird, he felt the breath of An Xuefeng (the big bad snake). The characteristics of the baby bird made him be all eyes on An Xuefeng when he saw him again. Even Lu Shucheng gave him a gift

He didn't even notice that Angel Bone Hair Soup was coming.

"Chirp."

The adult, beautiful and gorgeous crimson phoenix chirped gently, throwing the bit of burned sun essence into the soup. It lowered its head, its neck curved in a graceful arc, and its fiery beak trimmed the feathers of the chick.

When it was roasted, its soft down and feathers became fluffy. An Xuefeng picked up the baby bird Wei Xun, holding it in his mouth and lowering his head towards the soup noodles.

"Chirp, chirp!"

The newborn chick does not like water by nature, and the feeling that its claws cannot reach the ground makes it a little panicked. Flames suddenly ignited from its body. Wei Xun tried to dry the water, but the blazing flames seemed to cause this bowl.

The reaction of the sun soup, brilliant golden light spots emerged from the soup, like a miniature sun.

The angel's feathers and bones were boiled by Lu Shucheng, turning into a bowl of golden soup, just like the place where the sun sets in the legend. A huge and holy power surged towards Wei Xun, and his instinct made him want to

He wanted to surrender to his faith, but Wei Xun broke away from his instinct! His eyes were bright, reflecting the light of the sun.

An Fengniao connected with him and lowered his head at the right time, allowing the red-feathered chick to swallow the sun fragments in one gulp. In an instant, heat flowed into the throat, and in an instant, severe pain swept through the whole body. This was mental pain. Surrendering can gain comfort, but it violates the law.

Rebellion will be punished by the sun - is this a punishment? No, it is the only way to become stronger!

Want to devour it, want to completely possess this powerful energy. Instead of being a believer in the sun, Wei Xun wants to be another sun from beginning to end! But the appearance of the sun will definitely alarm other equal beings. When Wei Xun swallows

When the sun shredded, the golden soup made slight ripples, as if someone were staring at it.

* *

In an extremely distant place, the sun is scorching the earth. There are no blue skies and white clouds in the sky, only golden sunshine. Countless slaves, their skin tanned, are trudging forward in the sun with large chunks of gold bricks on their backs.

Their sweat fell to the ground, they endured the scorching sun, and many of them fell exhausted on the hot ground.

But the slaves did not have any numb expression of pain and fatigue. They were singing, singing songs to praise the sun. Golden vultures were flying in the sky, singing with them. In the singing of the vultures, the bodies of the slaves who died of exhaustion knelt down and worshiped.

, but his head flew into the sky, his wide-open eyes full of fanatical expression, staring at the sun and singing loudly.

The slaves, whose heads and tails cannot be seen, are carrying gold bricks on their backs, just like a road paved with gold. This road passes through the Kalasasaya building, the vast plains, the Great Agabana Pyramid, and finally leads to a road of huge stones and gold bricks.

Stacked doors.

Inca Sun Gate.

Countless believers knelt down and worshiped in front of the Sun Gate. People, animals, corpses and skeletons were all singing praises to the sun. Those fanatical beliefs were like golden chains, wrapped around the Sun Gate and the person sitting at the Sun Gate, becoming

He was sitting on the Gate of the Sun, with one foot on the edge and one foot hanging down, holding a golden scepter in his hand.

The two ends of the scepter extend like eagle wings, which is the shape of the eagle that symbolizes the sun in America. The person who can hold the scepter is undoubtedly the sun god.

However, the black hair fell from his ears, and the black demon wings spread out behind him, blocking the ubiquitous sunlight. The scarlet cloak was like flowing blood, with its tail hanging down and piled on the Sun Gate.

He is the sun god, but also a devil.

The fingers with clear bones rested on a sun pendant full of cracks. The voice of the psychic who was reporting disappeared. The golden disk in the center of the pendant floated like water ripples. Some scenes were vaguely displayed——

It was a cute, lively and energetic, fluffy red little sunbird, and the bird holding it in its mouth——

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Chapter completed!