Chapter 444 Inca Sun Gate

"I'll call Mao Xiaole to cooperate with you when we get back."

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 also clearly felt An Xuefeng's spiritual bundle for the first time - just like the tentacles of sex, inserting... In his mind, he has always carefully observed his mental state, and if anything goes wrong, he will immediately swallow up the pollution himself.

Although An Xuefeng didn't say much in Pharaoh's Pyramid and seemed very calm, he was actually very nervous all the time. Wei Xun found An Xuefeng's spiritual tentacles interesting, but he was unable to wrap himself around them. He was not mentally strong enough to gather them into a bundle.

"It's your team member."

An Xuefeng did not loosen his eyebrows. After returning to the station, he immediately took the most effective and most expensive SAN-returning potion and gave it to Wei Xun. But even if the SAN value can rise, the mental pollution will not be eliminated, just like the tour guide who only uses points to buy a countdown to death without healing his own injuries. If the fundamental problem is not solved, the increased SAN value will still plummet. This is also the reason why An Xuefeng never mentioned dusting others on their way home.

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

"too bitter."

Wei Xun was extremely cautious about this dark green potion. As soon as 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 after An Xuefeng took the potion, he drank it himself, then held Wei Xun's face and kissed it.

"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. , and then his eyes suddenly burst into tears. He wanted to spit out the potion, but he felt dirty again, so he finally choked his neck and swallowed it. Then he grabbed An Xuefeng's ears in anger 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 one mouthful, and the bitter taste dissipated quickly. An Xuefeng wanted to retreat, but Wei Xun turned his back on defense. While deepening the kiss, he reached out and reached into An Xuefeng's clothes. I felt his abdominal muscles that felt great.

"Well!"

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 entangled kiss, the abdomen seems to be ambiguously touched by cold and slender fingers, but the most connected thing is the spirit. The deep friendship, strong sense of protection and responsibility for the comrades on the way home and the Sunset Brigade, the cold and fierce murderous intention towards the hotel and the enemy, and the deep and dark possessiveness and connivance towards his lover (specifically Wei Xun) Love, as well as some worries and uneasiness, gathered in Wei Xun's heart like a ball of colorful fluff, almost infecting Wei Xun with empathy for him.

Wei Xun immediately regained his energy and subconsciously pushed An Xuefeng away. An Xuefeng retreated, retracted his spiritual tentacles, looked down at him lazily, and said with a smile: "Let's see if you dare to do it again... hum."

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 knows that only personal experience can teach Wei Xun a lesson. Mental shock and mental pollution are also common methods used by the Black Widow. The Black Widow does not mind using mental shock to turn Bing Yi into a little black widow and join her. To resurrect George's great cause. But this kind of thing is easy to guard against as long as you are mentally prepared. An Xuefeng doesn'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 be returned to the SAN, 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. Please bring the SAN potion with you when the time comes."

"Too bitter, unless it has sugar."

Wei Xun was still a little immersed in the afterglow of spiritual fusion, and he 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. Taking out his mobile phone and sending a text message to inform Mao Xiaole to take Wang Yushu's tools to the Pharaoh's Pyramid, An Xuefeng turned on the shower. When the sound of water started to sound, he suddenly heard Wei Xun say: "Is the life-haunting man 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. People like him would never let go of the knife unless there were special circumstances. Wei Xun saw An Xuefeng tapping his fingers on the Return Knife, then swung the blade horizontally: "Look."

Wei Xun raised his eyebrows and looked over, and saw that the orange-yellow blade of the Returning Blade was tracing back a series of scenes, and even a sound! Wei Xun heard the voice of the dream chaser, as if it came from thousands of miles away, a little vague: 'The dream chaser is willing to dedicate the journey of thirty degrees north latitude... to the hotel... to seal this passage'

'Transaction... through'

'Praise the sun, praise the sun——'

The familiar scene made Wei Xun's heart move. This is the Butcher Alliance! The Returning Blade shows the day when he went to the Butcher Alliance to save Zhang Xingzang. This is the scene after he was sent away by the dream chaser!

The next second, Wei Xun's hand holding An Xuefeng suddenly tightened, and his eyes were fixed on the Returning Blade. He saw the master's empty big hand slapping a crack that radiated sunlight outward, and was about to completely smooth out the crack. At this moment, a hand with distinct joints and countless golden chains stretched out from the crack.

Its back of the hand was facing up, and its slender fingers were slightly bent, and it lightly blocked the master's empty big hand. Wei Xun's mood fluctuated when he saw this hand, and the dream chaser's voice of "Hipster!" confirmed his guess.

This is the crack leading to the Inca Sun Gate! This hand is the hand of the Hipster!

Wei Xun's heart surged in an instant. This feeling was different from the feeling when he saw the scarlet cloak, the phantom cat, and the shadow of the Hipster when the Mutual Aid Alliance landed. It was as if one side was illusory and the other side was real. In an instant, Wei Xun's heart seemed to have settled down.

That is the crack of the Inca Sun Gate, and his brother is inside.

An Xuefeng had never shown this to him, and Wei Xun had never asked before, because he knew that An Xuefeng was actually very wary of the Hipster, and he was weak, so even if An Xuefeng would not lie to him or hide it from him, it would not make much sense to ask.

Moreover, Wei Xun felt that the Hipster must have left some psychological shadows on An Xuefeng. He had always been worried that Wei Xun would go directly to him after the Hipster appeared, would not be on guard, would listen to the Hipster, and would think that everything the Hipster did was right. But Wei Xun had already understood when he was in the Sahara that no one in the world was completely right, even Wei Xuechen would make mistakes.

What An Xuefeng was worried about would not happen, and Wei Xun just wanted to confirm that the Hipster was really in the Inca Sun Gate. Wei Xun had thought from just now that spiritual fusion was interactive, and since An Xuefeng's emotions could affect him, his emotions could also affect An Xuefeng.

An Xuefeng could understand what he really wanted to know, and he would not be so worried anymore.

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 grasped the blade. Fearing that he would be hurt, An Xuefeng really did not move. Then Wei Xun heard a familiar yet strange male voice coming from the Returning Blade.

‘An Xuefeng, you are going to die’

‘The destruction predicted by the astrologer has arrived, and your power will continue to be weakened. By then…’

The crack was sealed, and the voice of the Playful Life Man stopped. Wei Xun stared at the Returning Blade for a while, and finally let go of his hand and let An Xuefeng put away the knife. For a while, there was no other sound in the bathroom except the sound of water. An Xuefeng washed the foam off his hair.

“The astrologer did not lie.”

It was Wei Xun who broke the silence. He sighed and leaned back on An Xuefeng, and his hair rubbed the foam on his chin: “The Playful Life Man really asked him to tell fortunes many times.”

“Will you die?”

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

An Xuefeng said softly. He was actually a little scheming. He pretended to put away the knife just now, and sure enough, Wei Xun took the initiative to grab the knife and continue to read, and then heard what the Playful Life Man said to him.

And Wei Xun was really worried about him and asked him about him. An Xuefeng thought of the love philosophy that Wang Yushu talked about. Men can't be strong all the time and act like they can handle anything. They should occasionally show weakness to their partners so that their relationship can last a long time. What he said really makes sense.

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

"After meeting you, my fate is different."

Don't say that he is going to die. His strength has been weakened. He is in a surprisingly good state now, and his strength will definitely become stronger and stronger. After he deeply connects with Wei Xun, the fusion time with * * * can also be longer. An Xuefeng inexplicably wanted to see what expression the playful man would show when he came out of the Sun Gate and saw him hugging Wei Xun in his prime and standing in front of the Sun Gate... Ahem, looking forward to seeing the playful man come out was the emotional infection of Wei Xun.

As for his own wishes, he still hopes that the playful man can stay with the Sun Gate for a long time.

"Can enough sun fragments be separated from the sun statue?"

Taking a shower is actually very fast. When the two came out of the bathroom, Mao Xiaole had already gone to Wang Yushu. It will take time to ‘make’ the Mountain God Peach Branch. Wei Xun’s heart is half on An Xuefeng. Although he said it was okay, An Xuefeng has a strong sense of responsibility and likes to take responsibility himself. How could Wei Xun not know him? He just concealed some of the real situation, but after a deep connection, Wei Xun can immediately pull out his past. Now let him go for the time being.

Wei Xun’s other half is on the sun. The playful man is about to come out, which makes Wei Xun look forward to it, but also more urgent. His current strength is not enough. Wei Xun wants to completely fuse the sun flame and Ifrit fire obtained from the ancient oasis to make his fusion flame more powerful, but An Xuefeng suggests that he master the transformation of the mythical sun bird first.

"You have the purple title of the Sun Angel of Faith Collapse. If you swallow the sun flame directly, it may make your "faith collapse" more serious."

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 appears to have transformed into a bird body."

This red-haired, big-eyed worm has 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 talents.

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 into obscurity. He took out a pure golden half-piece of the sun statue, a golden angel bone, a sun angel feather made of gold, and a small group of white-gold sun flames.

They were 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 statue of the sun alone shouldn't be enough."

An Xuefeng picked up the statue and shook it. He was very strong, and he opened half of the statue's head with his hands, exposing the inside. The original blue-purple eye pattern of the butterfly eye has disappeared. When An Xuefeng crushed it with his hand, he saw that the gold where the original eye pattern was was all as soft as mud and festering. The energy of the sun was absorbed too much by the parasitic butterfly eye. many.

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

It just so happens that Wei Xun has the title of angel, so adding bones and feathers will be good for him. But completely extracting energy from bones and feathers is not An Xuefeng's strong point. After asking Wei Xun for his opinion, An Xuefeng handed over the bones and feathers to Lu Shucheng - he specializes in the processing of 'food ingredients' She's the best at it.

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

An Xuefeng transformed into a phoenix bird state, spitting out flames and burning the sun statue, quickly burning it into flowing golden liquid. The flame heats up, turning from red to white, to refine the most essential energy in the statue. An Xuefeng asked Wei Xun to join his fusion flame, so that the burning sun fragments would be contaminated with his aura, making it easier to swallow and absorb.

"She likes to cook for herself, and 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 this is more helpful for Wei Xun to get closer to their hearts, gain trust, and remove pollution.

"Tweet."

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. Wei Xun immediately seized the opportunity and tried his best to recall the feeling of turning into 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 bird with its small eyes and tilted its head. 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 red phoenix chirped gently and threw the little bit of sun essence that was burned into the soup. It lowered its head, its neck curved in a graceful arc, and its fiery beak ruffled the chick's feathers, roasting its soft down and fluffed it up. An Xuefeng picked up the baby bird Wei Xun, held it in his mouth and lowered 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. A fire suddenly ignited from its body. Wei Xun tried to dry the water, but the blazing flame 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 and turned into a bowl of golden soup, just like the legendary place where the sun bathes and sets. A great and holy power surged toward Wei Xun. His instinct made him want to surrender to his faith, but Wei Xun broke free from his instinct! His eyes were shining, 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. Heat flowed into the throat in an instant, and severe pain swept through the whole body. This was mental pain. Surrender is comforted, but disobedience is punished by the sun - is it punishment? No, this is the only way to become stronger!

I want to devour it, I want to completely possess this powerful energy. Not being a believer in the sun, Wei Xun wanted to be another sun from beginning to end! But the appearance of the sun will definitely alarm other equal beings. When Wei Xun swallowed the sun fragments, the golden soup made slight ripples, as if someone was staring here.

* *

In a very distant place, the sun is scorching the earth. There are no blue sky and white clouds in the sky, only golden sunshine. Countless slaves with tanned skin carried large chunks of gold bricks on their backs and trudged forward in the sun. Their sweat fell to the ground, they endured the scorching sun, and many fell exhausted to the hot ground.

But the slaves showed no numb expression of pain and fatigue. They were singing, singing songs to praise the sun, and 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, but their heads flew into the sky, their wide-open eyes full of joy. It is a 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, through the vast plains, past the Great Agabana Pyramid, and finally leads to a line 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 praising the sun. Those fanatical beliefs were like golden chains, wrapped around the Sun Gate and the person sitting at the Sun Gate, becoming his decoration. He sat on the Sun Gate, 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 is like flowing blood, with its tail ends hanging down and piled on the Gate of the Sun.

He is the sun god, but also a devil.

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

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

Click.

The man's face was expressionless, his fingers moved slightly, and the sun pendant was immediately crushed in half.