[Greek Mythology] Dangxiu Tai traveled through ancient Greece

Floris's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot immediately, he elbowed back hard, forcing the opponent to let go of himself, and then retreated quickly against the wind and waves, drawing out the Sakura Drunken Swords behind him.

"Anemii?" The one who came suddenly was a bearded man with wings growing from his back. Although Flores had never seen him before, this image of wings and beard was quite familiar.

On Mount Olympus, Notos, the god of the south wind who blows dark clouds, and Boreas, the god of the north wind who cooperates with him to blow the cold wind, both have such images.

Speaking of it, Boreas seems to be assigned by Zeus to be his god, but he doesn't like unfamiliar gods to follow behind, not to mention that Boreas is very likely to be the eyeliner of Mount Olympus, plus In fact, his ice and snow godhead originally contained the attribute of wind and snow, so he never summoned the other party.

He has seen both Notos and Boreas, so the bearded bird man in front of him is either Oros, the god of the east wind, or Zephyrus, the god of the west wind.

Thinking of the God of West Wind, Flores frowned, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

"It smells so good..." The bearded birdman closed his eyes and took a deep breath, looking at him with fiery eyes, "You must be the new flower god on the earth."

Flores felt the veins on his forehead twitching. He didn't like the strong floral fragrance on his body very much, but he couldn't wash it off. Seeing the other party's frivolous behavior at this moment, he felt even more angry.

"Beautiful flower god, you deserve to be my wife." The other party looked at him eagerly, and the beard on his face trembled as he spoke, "I am Zephyros, the god of the west wind, the spring breeze that breeds passion, You are the flower god who was born in the spring breeze, and you are destined to be my partner..."

"Shut up, bastard!" Flores interrupted the other party's self-expressive words, pointed at the long sword, and sneered: "Use your eyes on the soles of your feet to see clearly, I am a man! If you talk nonsense, I will strike you with a sword!" cut you off!"

Zephyros felt that the blushing face of the other party was very beautiful, and the posture of holding the small sword decorated with pink flowers in his slender hands was even more lovely and moving.

"It doesn't matter if you're a man," Zephyros stared at him with burning eyes, and strode forward, "Come with me, Flora, I will love you forever."

"I don't like you." Flores jumped back onto the branch, her fair feet looked even more pink and charming against the dry brown bark, and said coldly, "If you get closer to me, I will You are welcome!"

Zephyros didn't care about his refusal, his eyes roamed over his exposed skin, and he spread his wings and flew towards him.

Flores tapped her toes, jumped away lightly, and swept her sword mercilessly.

Zephyros dodged nimbly, his huge wings flapping rapidly, whipping up a violent gust of wind.

The fierce wind blew Flores blindfolded, and the leaves and branches dropped by the wind hit him hard.

The big tree under his feet cracked because he couldn't bear the strong wind. He quickly jumped to the ground and tentatively used the "Jianghai Ningguang" move.

In the state of mental healing, the attack power of "Jianghai Ningguang" was much smaller, and the pink sword light only left a bloodstain on Zephyros' wings.

The feathers were sprinkled with blood, Zephyros was a little irritated, his wings spread wide, and a violent tornado was set off.

The surrounding vegetation was uprooted by the tornado, and there was flying sand and rocks in front of him. Floris was slender and thin, and was blown by the wind so that he could not stand still and staggered.

With his current state of Huashen's divine power, he has no advantage at all in a fight with Peace Ferros. The best choice is to leave immediately and get a chance to retaliate after taking the big Xioni.

However, Flores was really unwilling to run away in such a desperate way. As a male god, he ran away without even resisting the persecution of another god to marry him. Anyone can bully him!

He gritted his teeth, swung the double swords in his hand, and the densely packed pink petals shot towards Zephyros like sharp arrows.

Zephyros smiled contemptuously, flapping his wings, easily blowing away the flying petals.

The next moment, his ankles tightened, and at some point the vines that climbed to his feet bound his feet, and then wrapped around his hands, and the other end was wrapped around a branch of a fallen tree. hang him upside down.

"You are not my opponent, Flora." Zephyros was hung upside down like a captured prey, but he didn't panic at all, staring at Flores's icy pretty face, he smiled happily, "You I like this stubbornness even more, and our life will be very interesting in the future."

Flores was about to spit out from the numbness, anger welled up in his heart, and a long whip made of vines formed in his hand, "Don't wait later, let's do something interesting now!"

When the words fell, he slammed the whip hard.

"This is not interesting at all." Zephyros frowned immediately after being whipped, spread his wings and shook, pieces of feathers shot out, and cut off the vines binding him neatly.

Flores's heart sank, and he quickly dodged before the opponent rushed over. With a turn of his eyes, the vines gathered from all directions wove into a giant net, and headed towards Zephyros' net.

"I said, you are not my opponent. Facing the strong wind, the flowers can only helplessly tremble and surrender!" Zephyros grinned, raised the sharp wind blade, and smashed the giant net.

Flores looked at him coldly, a white jade medicine bottle quietly appeared in the palm of his hand, and a trace of murderous intent loomed in his condensed black eyes.

He never wanted to be another man's vassal, and it was in such a dignified way.

As the god of flowers, he respects life and does not want to take any life lightly when it is not necessary, but it does not mean that he is weak and can be bullied.

The venom extracted from poisonous flowers, which was intended to develop anesthetics not long ago, has not been tested on anything.

The good virtue of being open and aboveboard does not work in this kind of place.

When Cloris forced him, he didn't give him a chance to choose.

When Narcissus faced his own reflection, he could only choose to commit suicide, a way he used to be extremely shameless.

People are driven to a desperate situation, where there is no choice.

Staring closely at Zephyros who was approaching, Flores raised one corner of her lips, narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a shimmer like spring water, rubbed her finger on the mouth of the white jade medicine bottle, and was about to pop the cork off .

"Zephyros! What do you want to do?!" A stern voice interrupted both of them at the same time.

When Flores heard this somewhat familiar voice, she turned her head to look at the person who came, her chilling and awe-inspiring mood instantly turned into an annoyance.

"...His Majesty Hades!"

The tall man was dressed in thick black, as if he came with the coldest and thickest darkness in the abyss. His cold face softened immediately when he met Flores' gaze, "Sure enough, you are here, Flores S."

"Ah? Ah." Flores was a little at a loss. Although he had seen Hades more than once when he was Xioni, Hades' attitude at that time was the same as that of other people.

Even though he knew that Hades had never given up looking for him these years, he thought that Hades would definitely hate him for fleeing back then and pursuing him aimlessly for so many years. It's such a gentle attitude.

Hades looked at him for a moment, and when he was so uncomfortable that he almost wanted to jump up and run away, he finally shifted his gaze to the restless Zephyrus, and said coldly: "You just wanted to do something to Flores. What?"

Most gods know that the king of the dark kingdom has been obsessed with a boy for many years, but only a few gods know the boy's name, and Zephyros happens to be one of those few.

When Pluto appeared and uttered the word Hua□□, Zephyros felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and at this moment, under the gloomy gaze of the other party, he was even more nervous and speechless, "I... Your Majesty Hades...I..."

Seeing that the God of West Wind, who was aggressive and complacent just now, was stuttering under the gaze of Hades and dared not even speak, Flores sneered, and quietly put the medicine bottle in his hand into it. The game backpack, the interface said: "He wants to take me away and be his wife."

As if he couldn't see Zephyros' pale snow-like face and Hades' cold expression, he smiled slightly and continued: "He said that I was destined to be his partner, and he also said that he liked me very much. I think our life after marriage will be very interesting."

Hades stared straight at the smile on his face, and after a while turned his gaze to Zephyrus, his gaze was so cold that it didn't look like he was looking at a living thing.

Zephyrus trembled his lips, but could not utter a word.

Hades did not punish him severely and knocked him down Tartarus as he thought, but turned his head to look at the young Flora, "Flores, what do you want to do with him?"

Flores was a little surprised that Hades would actually ask his opinion. Although he is also a god now, the priesthood of Flora may not be as important as the boatman of the Styx in front of Hades.

Although Zephyros angered Pluto because he offended him, but in the position of the other party, he could dispose of the guy who hurt his mood by himself without consulting his wishes.

Facing Hades' gaze, Flores suppressed the surprise and confusion in his heart. Although he had murderous intentions towards Zephyrus before, it was a choice of last resort. Now that the crisis is over, naturally he will not consider it.

Furthermore, Zephyros' current fear is because of Hades. Although he used the opportunity to frighten the other party just now, since he does not intend to develop any substantive relationship with Hades in the future, he still uses the other party's power to retaliate against Zephyr. Ferros' words are too shameless.

The author has something to say: Anemii is the collective name of the four wind gods.

Xiuxiu thought Hades would look like this ╰_╯, but Hardy turned out like this ∩ω∩