My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

With a crackle, the gate of the underworld opened and closed.

The jade feet of the mistress of heaven stepped on the cold obsidian ground.

The cool breeze from the underground could not blow away the heat on the goddess' face, but dyed her soft black hair into a golden waterfall.

The Garula spirits gathered and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar goddess, and were impatiently waved away by her. When there was no ghost around the temple, Ai Lei waved and took out a large gun cage from the blazing spiritual fire.

The black robe was raised, and the young man lay on his side in the cage and yawned loudly.

"I say, is this plot a little familiar?"

When he first made a fuss in the underworld, he was locked in a gun cage by Ai Lei.

But——

"This time is different, Shuoyue~" After getting drunk, the young lady in the boudoir finally learned to be willful and unruly. She called the young man with a sweet voice and then opened the gun cage.

The goddess's graceful figure merged into the cage with lotus steps. She squinted her eyes and smiled, looking at the slightly contracted pupils of Shuoyue, stretched out her slender arms, and hugged his neck.

She exerted force on her waist, gently but without allowing rejection, and pushed Shuoyue to the ground.

"Huh..."

The goddess's hot breath fell on her face, and her hair fell, brushing Shuoyue's skin, bringing a tingling touch. The young man lay on the cold floor, but it was like a warm stove in his arms. As Ai Lei raised her legs, her bare thighs pressed against his waist, even Shuoyue, who had experience, couldn't help but disorder his breathing for a moment.

He remembered the original text of the goddesses.

Ishtar and Eleshkigal, sister gods of Mesopotamia, belonged to the sky and the earth respectively, with clear distinction and irreconcilable.

But there was only one thing that the two sisters were incomparably the same.

That was when love came, they would ignite themselves like a raging fire.

It's just that one is free and unrestrained, while the other is reserved and restrained.

But no matter how much they suppress themselves, once they reach the moment when no one is around and their true nature is completely liberated...

That is a raging fire after all.

Tear.

When Shuoyue came to his senses, his black robe had been roughly torn off by the goddess.

"Aile..."

"Shh..." The goddess raised her index finger and blocked his lips gently and unrejectingly, "Don't talk, look at me."

Shuoyue looked at her, his eyes fixed, and he felt that his soul was about to be sucked into Ailei's charming red eyes.

He couldn't help but move closer to her lips.

Then, he got a reserved, awkward, and long response. The goddess closed her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttered, and her hands brushed across the young man's chest, stripping off his inner clothes.

Now, nothing can stop the two of them.

"Shuoyue." In the dim light, the blonde goddess lowered her head and rubbed the young man's strong chest like a kitten, satisfied and attached, "Just like this, always stay with me..."

As long as this is enough.

No one could refuse such a plea, even Shuoyue, whose heart was soft. He was about to nod his head and agree, but a burning pain came from his fingertips.

He looked up and saw the ring with silver moonlight, looking at him coldly.

Yueling Wangquan: "Stare--"

Shuoyue: "!!!"

As if he felt the gaze of the little red dragon, the good student, the giant R emperor, and even a certain Lin, Shuoyue's hair stood on end, and all his beautiful mood disappeared in an instant.

If Bai Ye's other Wangquan was connected to the ring on his hand and could broadcast the scene in real time...

Hiss... I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it at all.

Shuoyue was forced into the sage mode, but Ailei did not wake up from Gilgamesh's divine wine so quickly. She murmured vaguely, raised her cat mouth, and looked for warmth in a cute and childish way.

With her chin lifted, Ailei tried to open her moist eyes, and what came into her eyes was Shuoyue's gentle golden pupils.

"Then, sleep peacefully."

The next moment, she lost consciousness.

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Human world, Uruk City

When the servants had gone crazy and made enough noise and finally remembered to eat, they learned from Amakusa that the royal chef had been kidnapped.

"What about our dinner?!"

The screams came from the foodies. In the pain of losing the food, Ushiwakamaru and Ibaraki Douji reconciled their past grudges and cried bitterly, while the more rational (sultry) and mature (gossipy) Benkei, Tomoe Gozen and Amakusa looked at each other, with strange lights flashing in their eyes.

"King Gilgamesh, are you sure that the goddess Eleshkigal took Lord Sakutsuki to the underworld when she was drunk?"

"Are you doubting my judgment?"

"Wow, it seems that there is no dinner tonight." Benkei looked very regretful, but his raised eyebrows betrayed him, "After all, this is one of the few opportunities to kiss the goddess..."

"No, not really?" Tomoe Gozen understood Benkei's hint in an instant. She blushed and stammered, "Sakutsuki, Lord Sakutsuki should not be such a person..."

As soon as the voice fell, the three men turned their heads, stared at her in unison, then shook their heads and sighed.

"Alas, so, General Ba, you are a woman after all..."

"Yeah, I don't understand that men always use their small heads to control their big heads at this time."

"Hehe, that cook is not a loyal person. Anyway, I don't expect to see him again tonight." Jin Shanshan, who knows the original Shuoyue best, crossed his chest and sneered, "Well, if he comes back alive tomorrow, I can ask him if he needs tonic medicine."

The three old drivers were speeding, and the wheels were almost rolling over Tomoe Gozen's face. I don't know what emotions were hidden in their voices - disdain? Gloating? Or... envy, jealousy and hatred?

After all, she was a goddess, accepting the faith and worship of humans, the embodiment of nobility and beauty.

Such a high-ranking existence actually favored a human man and even took the initiative to bestow blessings... As a man, even if he was not interested in the goddess, he felt frustrated.

In other words, these guys were jealous.

Looking at the fake smiles of Jin Shanshan and others, Leonidas, who was drinking silently beside him, tilted his head, and then bumped Fuma Kotaro with his elbow.

"What are they talking about? Why are their expressions so strange?"

"I don't know." Kotaro said casually while drinking, "But the king and his friends' appearance reminds me of some familiar scenes."

"Oh, what is it?"

"In the izakaya in my hometown, those frustrated men would drink and discuss inexplicable things like this." The young man who had not yet opened his heart sighed, "I never thought that I could see such a scene in Uruk."

"Ha, maybe wine and women, plus a little bit of insignificant comparison, are the key to making men become like this - in this regard, no matter how wise the king or how noble the saint is, they can't do anything."

Someone laughed like this.

Kotaro looked subconsciously and shouted in surprise: "Lord Shuoyue?!"

It seemed that silence suddenly came in an instant.

The noisy sounds around disappeared.

Everything was in order, without any pause. The heroes on the high platform smiled unchanged, the wine in the cup swayed slightly, and the fruit on the table was still stained with dew.

But the original breathing sound disappeared at this moment.

Although everyone seemed to be in a natural state, continuing the action just now, they could not help but secretly shift their gaze to the handsome magician who appeared beside Fuma Kotaro at some point, smiling playfully.

His face... was normal, not abnormally pale or ruddy.

His collar... was neat, and there was no sign of being touched.

His eyes... well, as bad taste and teasing as always.

It was simply unbelievable.

Could it be that the goddess was so weak in some way that she could not get up again after just a few strokes?

"Why are you all looking at me like that?" Shuoyue picked up the wine glass and sniffed the wheat aroma, the ring on her finger reflecting the moonlight.

"Could it be that you are expecting something?"

"No, no, no..." Gilgamesh, Amakusa and Benkei waved their hands in unison, shook their heads, and avoided the young man's half-smile.

Just kidding, how could they admit that they were jealous!

But the eyes can't help but glance at the young man, and then look again...

There's no way, some things, no matter how serious people are, they like to listen to them, no matter how old they are.

It's so fresh to hear the person personally tell his mental journey!

How can I comfort myself for my hard work in Uruk without asking?

But Shuoyue couldn't see any flaws at all, which made Jinshanshan, who had no place to go for his evil taste, very unhappy. He thought about it and simply rushed up.

"Hey, cook, it's over so soon?"

When these words came out, Amakusa and Benkei took a breath and looked at Gilgamesh with admiration.

As expected of the oldest hero king, he bravely A went up!

And Shuoyue, as expected, shook his head calmly: "Although I don't know what you are talking about, unfortunately, nothing happened between me and Ailei... and even if I wanted to, I can't do anything."

It didn't happen? Can't do anything?

Heh--I don't believe you!

If you have the guts, take off the smile on your lips!

If you don't do something, I will eat this stone table!

Gilgamesh stared at the watertight Shuoyue and was about to speak, but he didn't notice that Tomoe had been thinking seriously. When he heard the second half of Shuoyue's soft complaints, he blinked, and suddenly a look of sudden enlightenment and pity appeared on his face.

Facing Shuoyue's surprised eyes, she spoke straightforwardly:

"That... Mr. Shuoyue, although Tomoe doesn't want to make any rash comments, but... you are not good at that, right?"

"... Huh?"

Shuoyue's calm expression broke, and he looked at her dully.

His eyes went dark.

He deeply realized the truth that trouble comes from the mouth.

He never expected that in the end it was Tomoe who stabbed him in the back!

The next moment, the young man heard the unbridled laughter of the wise king.

"Hahahaha... Yeah, why didn't I think of that! The reason for coming back so quickly, besides the goddess's usual failure, there is another possibility!"

In the twitching expression of Shuoyue, the wise king pointed his finger at him, as if declaring the truth, and said loudly:

"That is, you are completely incompetent in the aspect of men!"

Absolutely incompetent...

No...

No...

The wise king's voice spread from the high platform and echoed in the square for a long time. Under the curious gaze of the people who suddenly quieted down, Shuoyue's breathing stagnated and he sensed the approach of a certain social death.

So, why would it be...

"It turned out like this!"

The young man's angry shouts were drowned in the clamor of the crowd, and in the distant underground, the goddess of the underworld lay comfortably on the bed and turned over.

I don’t know what I dreamed about, but my face became more and more rosy.

“Hehehe…Shuoyue…”