Entering a Split Personality

Cowen...dead?

Killed by Al?

how is this possible!

Because he was too stunned, Xiao He made no secret of the surprise in his eyes: "Impossible! You are lying to me!"

He calmed down abruptly, stepped back and looked at Lance directly, his eyes full of alert and doubt.

"It's really amazing, but in just a few days, you are completely addicted to him?" Lance strode closer to him. In the night, under the light and shadow, his face looked a little fuzzy, but his eyes Zi is like the star of the dark night, bright and dazzling, as if he can see through people's hearts. He approaches him, picks up a touch of his hair, and whispers to his lips, "Xiaohe, I met you first, why do you like him? ?"

Xiao He still wanted to retreat, but there was already a wall behind him. He was squeezed in this small space, unable to move.

Lance's voice still echoed in his ears: "Such a charming hair color, such a cute little elf, obviously I discovered it first, why did he take it away?"

Realizing the meaning of his words, Xiao He's body suddenly tightened.

Lance's eyes flashed, and his voice suddenly lowered: "Because... he likes to take everything from me."

When the voice fell, his fingers pressed hard, Xiao He shrank suddenly because of the pain, and when he looked up, he saw the black hair floating on the fingertips of the blond elf.

Lance turned his back to the light and smiled darkly and evilly: "It's mine, and it will definitely be mine."

He chuckled softly, put the hair of his fingertips to his lips and kissed it, and then carefully, like collecting the best treasures in the world, carefully put them in his arms and put them on the heart.

Xiao He watched without blinking, only that his brain was seriously not enough.

He knew that Lance had no good intentions, and even understood that Lance must have put Corwen into the palace last time... but he couldn't figure out why Lance was here.

What is it going to do? Just to tell him that Cowen is dead? Still frame Al, just to irritate him?

Before he could finish his thoughts, Lance said, "It was he who killed Cowen. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, you can see for yourself."

As soon as Lance's voice fell, his left hand raised slightly, a blue ball of light spread out, and an image appeared out of nowhere.

Xiao He frowned slightly and looked up. After reading the contents clearly, he felt a strong sense of suffocation.

It was a gloomy cabin, and Cowen was huddled in it, shivering.

Soon, the door of the room opened, and the silver-haired elves who came in under the moonlight beautifully set off this small place into a heaven by the clouds.

He didn't mind the darkness and simplicity here, walking slowly, as if walking in a gorgeous palace, leisurely and elegant, light and calm.

Corwin looked up, shocked when he saw him.

Al came over, the silver moon robe dragged the thorns, smoothed the gray defeat, and brought shining stars.

Kewen said in surprise: "Your... Your Majesty."

Al bowed his head slightly and looked at him condescendingly: "Why don't you like him?"

"He...he..." Kowen widened his eyes suddenly, and after realizing what was going on, his eyes were full of shock and despair.

"Is Dylan okay? A Tier 3 elf, a meritorious nobleman, is pursuing you seriously, why refuse?" Al chuckled, his appearance was unparalleled, but his voice suddenly became low, "Because you have someone you like. So refuse to accept him?"

"Unexpectedly, you would be so infatuated." Al squeezed his chin and looked at him. "But you are like this, I am very troubled."

Kewen never thought that there would be such a day. He looked at Al and couldn't say any words from his mouth. He could only open his mouth numbly without making a sound.

"He likes me." Al's voice suddenly softened. His eyes were smiling, and the corners of his lips were gentle. Such an emotional color made everyone unable to look away.

At that moment, Kewen's brain was blank, and the most beautiful sight he had ever seen in his life was at this moment. But at the same time, he realized the despair.

Al's voice is like honey mixed with honey. It sounds very beautiful, but it is fatal: "He is mine, what is the meaning of your life?"

The silver light flashed, scarlet all over the sky.

The image ball disappeared out of thin air, and Xiao He couldn't recover for a long time.

Lance smiled: "Look, he is not as sacred as you think."

The beautiful elf boy was full of horror. Lance leaned close to him happily and whispered in his ear: "He is not a god, but a devil."

Word by word, he struck Xiao He's heart vigorously, and he felt a strong sense of suffocation, just like before, being taken out of his heart.

"What the **** are you going to do?" He couldn't tell his own voice.

Lance's voice was low and enchanting: "I'll help you, okay?"

"Without him, you and Kewen will be promoted smoothly; without him, your lover will not die; without him, you can have a better life." Lance left the last sentence in his ear, "Get revenge for Kewen, you just need..."

Xiao He widened his eyes suddenly, and his fingers began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Believe in yourself, only you can do it."

Lance left, Xiao He looked at the fluttering feathers in his hands, his thoughts turned extremely fast.

Lance wants to kill Al! Lance is going to kill Al!

But why?

They are obviously Fan Shen, they are all...

wrong! Not all.

Xiao He took a deep breath and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

Maybe this is an opportunity. The so-called cure is to treat Fan Shen. But Al is not a complete Fan Shen. If he kills him, does it also destroy this personality? Does the treatment succeed?

However, he... he can...

Yes, he can.

Xiao He forced himself to calm down. Al was by no means as good as he had shown. Although he was really good to him, it was beyond imagination... But when he turned around, behind him, he would kill mercilessly. Die his'lover'.

Even if he wasn't a true lover, but he didn't hesitate to kill.

Why would you kill, because...because...

Xiao He shook his head vigorously, no matter what the reason, he did something irreparable!

This is an opportunity, this is a reason, and all this is just a dream, he only needs to complete the task! He just needs to kill him and it's over!

but……

There were countless pictures flashing in Xiao He's mind, and he finally froze in the most unforgettable night.

The silver-haired elf bowed his head and kissed the beating heart religiously: "Now, you belong to me."

Xiao He was lying on the bed, unable to close his eyes anyway.

I thought that this night was going to last forever, but who knew that when the early morning was approaching, the door opened again.

Xiao He closed his eyes abruptly, and then he fell into a warm embrace.

Al was dressed in a single shirt, and the temperature of his body spread to the bottom of his heart through the skin. Xiao Hese shrank, but he stabilised for a while, and he said blankly: "Your Majesty?"

The silver-haired elf kissed the top of his hair, and his voice seemed to be soaked in the night, dumb and vague: "...have a dream, in which I touched your heart."