Chapter 80 Dirty Heart

Ever since he turned into this ghostly appearance, Guan Jiu rarely felt pain.

Perhaps the crack aura spreading in his nerves blocked the pain, or perhaps it was some kind of body transformation curse, his perception of pain was no longer as sensitive as that of ordinary people.

Even if a sharp knife pierced his flesh, he could remain calm.

But... this time it was wrong.

It hurt so much.

It was as if the pain was tearing the soul apart, as if all the flesh and bones in the body were crushed into meat paste in an instant, and even the throat was suppressed and could not make a sound.

The whole body of the poisonous jellyfish flew out, and the spine on the back slammed into the edge barrier of the purple-black data flow space, and the bones made an ominous "crackling" sound, and I don't know how many of them were broken.

He took a breath of air with difficulty in the severe pain. The data flow barrier behind him roared and vibrated again. The temperature rose to scorching level in an instant and then dropped rapidly. It was probably the crazy griffon tearing and biting the data flow space outside the barrier. But this is not the most important thing at the moment.

The most important thing is -

"It hurts."

The soft white feathers even itched a little when they brushed against the skin, and fell lightly with the other party's voice.

After a few seconds of chaos in his brain, which was hit hard by the pain, Guan Jiu's pupils shrank slightly. In a trance, he realized his situation.

He lay on his back with the Supreme God sitting on him.

The divine body floated lightly without any weight, and the surrounding light spots attached to Fu Jiao's body, like floating fireflies, which would disperse with a light touch.

Fu Jiao sat on him, and his gilded eyes looked down at him from above, reflecting Guan Jiu's small, wolf-like figure, like a brilliant star suspended above the universe, never wailing for any existence in the world, cold and sad.

It made Guan Jiu feel cold from his cervical vertebrae upwards, and it was like an echo of disbelief and despair.

"That's why I said I don't agree with corporal punishment," the Supreme God said slowly, "It's very troublesome... At my current level, I want to teach you a lesson but I can't let you get too seriously injured. That level is too difficult to control."

"But I've also read some parenting manuals recently..."

Fu Jiao bent down, and her snow-white, soft long hair fell down and fell on Guan Jiu's face, still itching.

The poisonous jellyfish realized later that there was a boiling hot flow in his ears, nostrils and lips. He struggled to lift his arms that were numb from the pain and wiped his face randomly, and felt a hand full of purple and black mixed with bright red. It was blood, his blood.

The Supreme God's casual swing of his wings caused his mouth and nose to bleed.

A strong rusty breath rose in his throat, as if the blood had clotted into a block in his throat, and he could only make a trembling sound.

"The child made a mistake, and of course he should be punished accordingly. But after the punishment, we still have to find a way to solve the problem.

The Supreme God leaned over, and his cold yet warm hands pressed down on his pale chest.

The poisonous jellyfish panted and closed his eyes, and almost numbly lay on the ground with his limbs spread out, waiting for the judgment of the Supreme God. Deng Baoying was right, humans always like to make the mistake of underestimating themselves, and they like to infinitely exaggerate the achievements of civilization after achieving results. The bad nature engraved in the soul, even if it is a kind of The leap and evolution of the tribe are also difficult to change.

In the earthquake-like roar, only the two of them were left here, accompanied by a dead silence, a dead silence that was silenter than peace.

At that moment, Guan Jiu inevitably recalled his first encounter with the Supreme God ten thousand years ago.

He huddled in the cage, grabbing the cold, hard and dirty railings, peeking out of the darkness like a humble animal for a ray of skylight, and then from the contemptuous eyes of those filthy and powerful people, he saw his God walk out of the darkness, squat down, and hold his hand through the railing.

"..."

When was it.

When did it start to become like this-

"Buzz. "

There was a slight trembling sound, Guan Jiu suddenly opened his eyes, took a breath of cold air, and it was as if fireworks exploded in his brain.

He didn't know where the strength came from, he propped up his almost naked upper body, and looked over in disbelief.

The Supreme God's white wrist

had already touched half of the crack in his chest.

It was really a very strange scene. Fu Jiao focused his long eyelashes, then his palm, wrist, It was like taking something out of a bag without any stagnation or obstruction, and it was so smooth that Guan Jiu's sanity value almost dropped wildly.

This feeling was really too strange, and the lines around the deep purple eyeball-like crack were trembling slightly because of it, as if he had swallowed a touch of cold flame with the crack in his chest or his mouth.

Or, Guan Jiu had grown up from the wasteland civilization to now. He

had never encountered such a thing at all!!

"Fu Jiao!!!"

This time Guan Jiu really couldn't bear it anymore, and his ears and cheeks were covered with red color like ripe tomatoes, as if they would spit out steam in the next second.

Even the cracks were stained with a flush of anger and shame.

"What are you doing! Hey! Hey! Can you hear me?! ! Then what the hell is...”

“Me? I’m saving you.”

Fu Jiao raised his head and looked at him as if he was looking at an ignorant child, with disapproving doubt and confusion: “Of course I’m saving you, otherwise what am I doing? Molesting you?”

“Isn’t it!!!” Guan Jiu seemed to shout out these words.

But the next second, he couldn’t shout anymore.

Because Fu Jiao touched deeper inside without hesitation, as if exploring a bottomless sack.

The poisonous jellyfish choked, and his pale face turned even redder.

“It’s a bit strange... It doesn’t seem to be void in here, it feels like your jellyfish body, a bit like jelly, or slime... "

It doesn't look like it's been completely eroded inside, but rather it seems to have merged with you... This is a very good sign, much better than I thought."

The Supreme God's long, snow-white eyelashes trembled. While seriously analyzing his condition, he calmly reached his hand further into the crack in his chest. Guan Jiu forced himself to open his blurred eyes and saw with disbelief that half of the Supreme God's forearm was almost invisible.

"Enough...! I said enough, did you hear me...! No more...!!"

Guan Jiu bit his back teeth tightly and made a squeaking sound. He didn't know how many of his ribs, pelvis, and spine were broken by the aftershocks of the wing, but to be honest, he didn't care much. It was just that this body was already broken and now it was extremely weak, and it was even difficult to move.

The poisonous jellyfish's collarbone to the base of the ears was completely red, and the burning sensation even drowned out the severe pain of the fracture and bleeding from the internal organs.

He dragged his crippled body and clenched his teeth to avoid Fu Jiao's touch. The latter frowned unhappily and reached out to hold his chest.

"Why are you so angry at this time? I haven't finished the examination yet... If you continue like this, I will really break all your arms and legs. Anyway, I can reconnect them later."

"I said, don't move."

The rule that the gods' words are followed by the law still has absolute authority even in the data flow space where power is weakened layer by layer. But just as these words fell, Guan Jiu suddenly felt like a white-haired zombie that had just been unearthed, and he couldn't even move his fingertips.

He could only watch the warm flames rising up along the cracks in his chest, getting deeper and deeper, and higher and higher...

"Supreme God...!"

Poison Jellyfish really didn't want to be angry like a virgin, but the slightly trembling fingertips, along with the ups and downs of his chest, clearly showed that his heart was not calm -

until Fu Jiao finally felt a warm, throbbing, fist-sized organ in the slime-like touch.

It was the heart.

Guan Jiu felt sick the moment his heart was grabbed. Although he was restrained by the rules and could not move, his eyes, which were always carefree and playful, inevitably flashed with fear and panic.

His eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and his voice trembled: "Wait... there, there is no way..."

"Why not?" Fu Jiao asked, reaching deep into his body and touching the warm heart.

"No reason... it's just not possible! That, that is human privacy... Do you know how to respect other people's privacy!!"

"I'm saving you, not doing anything else. Were you so dazed and hesitant when the doctor examined you?" The Supreme God asked back.

Guan Jiu was about to collapse completely: "That's not the reason at all!!"

"You've never cared about me. I finally created an opportunity to come here to see you, and even made myself into this half-human, half-ghost appearance, and you treat me like this!!!"

"How did I treat you? I'm..." Fu Jiao frowned and didn't let go, and his voice was drowned in a shocking sob.

Supreme God: "..."

Supreme God: "?"

Fu Jiao raised his head in disbelief, and saw the poisonous jellyfish panting as if he had suffered a great injustice. The corners of his eyes suddenly turned red, and his voice was inevitably tinged with trembling.

Just like jellyfish in the sea will deliberately maintain their own sexual characteristics, at this moment, the mist-like liquid rolling in his eye sockets also reveals a sense of despair and grievance. He

no longer looks as playful and arrogant as before, but more...

more of an indescribable and weird sense of pity.

"Why can he get your sympathy and love without even paying any price? No matter what blasphemous things he does, you can forgive him. Why can't I? Why did you always keep your eyes on him ten thousand years ago, and ten thousand years later?"

"You love him."

Guan Jiu panted violently, unable to hide the grievance and despair in his voice: "Don't look for those excuses that God loves believers, you just love him. You already know that he loves you, and you love him too."

"..."

In the suffocating silence, Guan Jiu finally heard the words spoken by the Supreme God after he fell silent.

"Ah... yes, Jiu," Fu Jiao said lightly, "I love him too."