First Love ABO Again

Chapter 26

The sun is gradually sinking, and the flame of resurrection is lit in the evening.

When witnessing the scene in front of him, Luther held his breath.

A corner of the sharp cone-like sea blue spar was knocked open by a dagger, and the black-haired man who claimed to be a descendant of the Osters slowly injected the blood of Luther in the vessel into it.

Everyone saw that some bright red moisture was gradually leaking out of the gemstone hewn from the glacier, and the black-haired man combined the two bloods in the spar as if shaking fine red wine.

Lielen was quietly guarding Oran's bedside. He watched the black-haired man slowly approaching the bedside.

When the man bowed, he smiled lightly and turned to the emperor beside him, saying, "Your Majesty, the ceremony has begun."

At that moment, Lie Lun didn't answer, he narrowed his eyes lightly with a half-smile, the gray-blue pupils secretly suppressed the light of excitement, as dim as fireworks that were about to explode.

The sky was gradually dimming, and the stars were slowly falling.

In the eyes of everyone, the man bowed, and gently offered the simple and mysterious pendant to the void—it was a very weird gesture, as if the gem was gently worn on a missing person. above the soul.

In an instant, there was a sudden change, and the red blood slowly flowed out from the sharp cone-like spar, but surprisingly, the flowing blood did not drip from the air, but was suspended instead, like sparks from a prairie fire Usually brightly lit.

The golden light flowed with the blood, spreading to all the limbs, and at this moment, it seemed that something was slowly emerging from the light.

——It turned out to be a figure! !

Shengxue's skin, thin body, and handsome face gradually transformed from an ethereal shadow into a body full of vitality.

The flames in the void gradually burned out, and when the light faded, a black-haired boy came into everyone's eyes.It was an extremely beautiful young man, lying on the soft mattress with his eyelashes drooping, as if he had fallen into a sweet dream.

The dusky yellow light from the sun shines through the flower window, slowly sprinkled on the young man's face, coating the elegant facial features with a layer of gentle luster.

The room was silent, and the scene was as beautiful as an oil painting at dusk, dreamlike and intoxicating.No one was willing to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the young man lying on the big carved bed.

In an instant, some rich and strange fragrance suddenly rose in the air, which was deep and mysterious, and it made people's hearts blaze.

--He is back.

When the familiar omega pheromone lingered around the tip of his nose, Lielen thought so, his eyes darkened a little, and he narrowed his eyes slightly as if satisfied, as if he was simply enjoying this moment, being loved by his beloved. This moment, surrounded by pheromones, was the moment he had been waiting for for almost 30 years.

Oran is like an unquenchable dark fire that has been burning in the depths of his heart for nearly 30 years.

Lielen looked at the boy who had come back from the dead in fascination, and almost subconsciously approached Olan on the bed. When his fingertips were trembling and about to touch the boy's cheek, an accident happened.

At this moment, Luther, who was trapped in a corner, looked like an enraged lion, his scarlet eyes were full of murderous light.No one could see exactly how he broke free from the shackles. Everyone saw a flash of white light, and when they looked closely, it was Luther who snatched the dagger from the tray and rushed towards Lieren who was beside the bed.

Luther's movements were extremely agile, and his vigorous muscles were tensed, endowing him with terrifying explosive power. Although Lieren was aware and prepared, Luther still had the upper hand.

The bare blade was almost touching the flesh, resting on Lielen's neck. Luther was panting heavily, the veins on his arms were almost bulging. He looked at Lielen who was still chuckling arrogantly under him, Without saying a word, he increased the strength on his arm.

The sharp blade pierced a gap in Lie Lun's neck, and bright red blood beads rushed out.

The air in the room was so tense that it almost froze, and the smell of alpha blood mixed with the smell of omega pheromone permeated the air.In the midst of this primitive and rough fishy sweetness, Luther, like a newly grown adult male lion, gave up his life to fight back for the cherished right to mate, and bit the elder's neck.

The sudden bloody confrontation between the father and son caused panic screams from the surrounding servants. The guards who rescued him were guarding the door. Seeing that the situation was not going well, they immediately broke into the door and surrounded Luther heavily.

Even though the skin around his neck was punctured, there was no trace of fear in Lie Lun's eyes. He smiled lightly, raised his chin provocatively, and said to his son, "If I were You, I will not let any prey that falls into my hands live for more than three seconds. As I said, Luther, your kindness will make you fall flat."

Seeing the confident Lie Lun under him, bloodthirsty scarlet instantly gathered in Luther's eyes. He slowly bent down, grabbed Lie Lun's collar, and asked in a deep voice, "Father, Is there any point in deceiving yourself?!"

"As early as when you married your mother, you gave him up completely. Now, what qualifications do you have to mark him? You don't deserve him at all!"

At the moment when Oran was mentioned, Luther almost lost his original self-control and rationality, his emotions were gradually going crazy, his voice was not as calm and deep as before, and every question he asked was like Hysterical roar, low hoarse but aggressive.

"For 30 years, he has been imprisoned in this palace. You can't understand how helpless he is. Now that he is back, you want to imprison him again? Have you asked his wishes? All this It's just your wishful thinking and wishful thinking. If Oran knew everything, father, guess what, would he forgive you?"

Luther chuckled, but his voice gradually softened. He seemed to have recovered from a state of madness, and he was looking at Lie Lun below him with mockery and pity.

But Lie Lun's expression was very calm. During the moment of silence, Lie Lun's eyes narrowed with a half-smile.

"He will, he loves me."

At that moment, Luther's eyes darkened, and he could hardly bear to stab that provocative and proud face with a sharp knife.But Luther held back, a thought flashed through Luther's mind in an instant, he decided to take a gamble, he leaned down slowly, leaned close to Lie Lun's ear and said: "No, you are wrong, look at him nape of the neck."

The moment Luther finished speaking, there was an extremely short few seconds of silence in the room, almost everyone was holding their breath and waiting for the emperor's reaction.

But Lielen's reaction was unexpectedly indifferent, as if what Luther said could not offend him at all, he raised his eyebrows with great interest, and asked quite unexpectedly, "You want to anger me?"

Luther didn't say a word, but stared at Lielen with vigilant eyes.

When he saw that Lielen's face didn't seem to be fake, Luther frowned - Lielen didn't take the bait, he originally wanted to use the temporary mark on Oran's neck as a cover to fool Lielen and anger him, so in this way When Lie Lun lost his mind, he might still have a chance to take advantage of it.But who knew that Lielen would not be easily fooled, he was too cautious, or maybe, long before that, the black-haired descendant of the Oster had truthfully reported Oran's physical condition to him.

Knowing that the situation was not good, Luther gritted his teeth and made up his mind. He was about to increase the strength of his grip on the dagger, but at that moment, a hard cold hit his waist.

A bone-piercing chill spread from the limbs, and Luther's forehead and back were dripping with cold sweat. He didn't have to look down to know the small quantum gun.

At that moment, Luther understood that he had lost his last chance to fight back.

Lielen smiled lightly. He stood up without haste while holding the gun, and the guards behind him rushed forward. Countless guns were aimed at Luther's vitals, and he fell into the siege again.

Luther had his arms tied up again, and a terrible hatred slowly rose in his gray-blue eyes. He watched Lie Lun walking towards the bed.

Lielen changed his previous arrogant and arrogant expression, he quietly sat on the edge of the bed, carefully put away the gun in his hand, bent down and gently stroked Oran's sleeping face.

At that moment, all the conflicts and tensions in the world have become distant phantoms.

He stretched out his hand and gently lifted Oran from the mattress, and put him on his lap.

He wrapped one arm around Oran's waist, and put his other hand on the back of Oran's head pitifully, allowing the sleeping Oran to rest his chin on his shoulder with ease.

They embrace each other like a pair of intimate lovers.

The perennial gloom between Lie Lun's eyebrows and eyes disappeared, replaced by quiet serenity and satisfaction.

"Luther, do you know why you couldn't lie to me just now?" Lielen's voice was leisurely and distant, he smiled lazily, but his palm sensually ran across Olan's waist and slowly stroked his buttocks , "Because of Oran's body, no one is more familiar than me."

He hugged Olan tightly, and looked down at the omega on his neck, but every word was like a heavy hammer falling on Luther's heart.

"Do you know which part of the omega is hot?" Lie Lun raised his eyelids slightly, but his gaze fell on Luther's body with a half-smile.

Luther didn't speak. At that moment, he only felt his eyes dizzy, and his stalled heart beat prematurely.

"The temperature at the crossing is far lower than that in the depths of the chamber," Lielen said slowly. He squinted his eyes, as if recalling something, "Did you ejaculate in there? Or did you ejaculate with your penis?" Lived in his lower body? Where did you get the confidence to fool me? Huh? Answer me, Luther."

There was a buzzing in his ears, and Luther could no longer hear the words in Lielen's mouth clearly, and the strong dizziness made him feel a little dazed.