Single Dog Ending System

Qin Lang had a very long dream, which seemed to have no end.

The heartbeat, joy, sourness and heart-piercing pain are all very real.

"You still have to go, you still have to leave me, I hate you!"

"Since you knew you would leave, why did you come to provoke me?"

"Okay, as you wish, you go, I will forget you completely, Jiang Chengzhou..."

The scene was chaotic, Qin Lang held a bloody man in his arms, he didn't know if those words just came from his own mouth, the bright red blood on his hands stabbed his eyes fiercely, he blinked, and his face was covered with blood. The hot tears involved the tearing pain of the heart.

Qin Lang was awakened by the pain.

He opened his eyes and looked at the dim yellow sky without focus.

"Master, you're awake..." There was a figure blocking Qin Lang's sight, he looked nervous, and raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of Qin Lang's eyes with the back of his hand that was not stained with blood.

Qin Lang closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the daze he had just turned into a piece of clarity. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said, "What are you doing? Are you going to cry?"

Lang Qianxing's eyes were red, and he was about to cry. He wanted to hug Qin Lang, but Qin Lang was covered with scars, so he dared not touch him.

"Master..." Lang Qianxing wanted to say a lot, but he looked into those clean eyes and didn't want to say anything, didn't want to ask.

Don't ask why Qin Lang saved him, don't ask why Qin Lang used most of his cultivation to protect him while he was cut all over by the wind blade in the vortex, and don't ask why Qin Lang was in a coma because he dreamed of something and why he cried.

The wind in the vortex seemed to be mixed with something special, and the wounds on Qin Lang's body were covered with glare. Lang Qianxing didn't dare to randomly apply medicine to Qin Lang before he woke up.

A lot of blood was lost. Qin Lang's lips were so white that they were almost transparent. He moved his lips, "This is the wind of Bai Ying cracking the soul. There are countless fireflies in the wind. Once a wound is cut, the fireflies can cling to the wound." , making the wound unable to heal, and slowly devouring the soul of the person."

Lang Qianxing was angry and angry, and he tightened his grip on Qin Lang's hand, which hurt Qin Lang's wound.Seeing that Qin Lang was frowning in pain, he let go, and said angrily, "Since you know it well, why don't you protect yourself? If something happens to you, I will definitely die for you."

Qin Lang frowned and looked at him displeasedly: "I didn't say there is no cure."

Lang Qianxing kept his face sullen and said nothing.

Qin Lang was also angry, and his tone was like an order: "There is Chihun Grass under the wind. The grass leaves are green and black, one foot long, and each grass has only three leaves. Go find it."

Lang Qianxing immediately got up from the ground and set up a barrier around Qin Lang before leaving.

Qin Lang looked at the white figure blankly and found the grass within two steps, and returned to him within ten seconds.

Under the abyss, the ground is full of Chihun grass.At first glance, it looks like weeds, but it doesn't look like fairy grass with any magical effect.

Lang Qianxing's face was still dark, he took the grass and asked him, "How to use it?"

"It can be applied externally or taken internally." Qin Lang was resting on Lang Qianxing's package, and his body was covered with Lang Qianxing's outer robe. When he was about to get up to fetch grass, Lang Qianxing held his shoulders.

I saw Lang Qianxing folded up the leaves of grass and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them, and approached Qin Lang with a stinky face, pinched his chin, and fed them into Qin Lang's mouth.

The leaves of Chihun Grass are like blades, which can easily cut the skin.Lang Qianxing obviously didn't want Qin Lang to suffer another injury, so he chewed it up and fed it for him.Qin Lang tasted mint and blood.

The taste of Chihun Grass is very similar to mint, those fireflies hate this taste very much, as long as they eat it, use spiritual power to force its taste into the body, and those fireflies that have entered the flesh and blood can come out of the wound.Then apply grass juice to the wound to prevent blood from attracting new fireflies.

The treatment is very simple.But generally speaking, when they reached the bottom of the abyss, the people who entered the vortex would have been blown into pieces by the wind, and the Chihun Grass could not be seen at all.

After being fed several slices in a row, Qin Lang's originally pale face inevitably turned pink.

Qin Lang looked at the fresh wound on Lang Qianxing's mouth, seeing that he wanted to repeat himself, he hurriedly said, "Enough is enough..."

Hearing his words, Lang Qianxing put down the grass and came to strip Qin Lang's clothes instead.

Qin Lang dodged unnaturally.

Lang Qianxing sighed deeply, and softened his voice, "Master, the injury is important. I'm not angry with you, I'm angry with myself. It's my uselessness that makes Master hurt. I lost my mind , didn’t notice being brought into the vicinity of the whirlpool by Yunhua.”

"Master didn't take me with him when he left. Thinking about it, I think I can't help anything, but will only drag... I'm really useless, I can't even tell the truth from the fake..."

Qin Lang opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to comfort him and let him not blame himself.Of course he knew what Lang Qianxing was referring to. It was the "Yun Jue" who was lying in a pool of blood.Lang Qianxing knew that Yunhua was not a kind person, and probably Yunhua saw the closeness between him and him, and suspected that Yunhua had killed him because of love and hatred, so he fought with Yunhua because of new hatred and old hatred.

Perhaps at that time, Yunhua had considered his own image in front of his disciples, and instead of killing Lang Qianxing directly, he calmly led him to the whirlpool, wanting to kill him invisible, but unexpectedly, Qin Lang turned back .

In the final analysis, it was still the sentence that caring would cause chaos, because I cared too much, even if it was a fake, Lang Qianxing was still stimulated by the picture of the person he loved dying beside him.

Recalling how he felt about holding that bloody man, Qin Lang also had a lot to say and ask, took a deep breath, but just watched Lang Qianxing carefully take off his blood-stained clothes in silence, let him The wound is exposed to the air.

"Okay." Qin Lang felt that the fireflies in his body had already come out, but he had lost some blood, and his face could be said to be pale.Blood-enriching pills cannot be used in this process. Fireflies just like blood, and the more they are replenished, the less they want to come out.The loss of blood, even if Qin Lang is not a mortal, is very uncomfortable.

Hearing this, Lang Qianxing quickly stuffed him with a blood-replenishing elixir, and wiped his wound with the juice leaves of Chihun Grass, then applied the medicine and bandaged it, put on a new set of clothes for Qin Lang, and carried him into the hospital. In his arms, raise his own temperature to warm Qin Lang's cold body.

Soul-cracking wind is a wonderful killer. During the painful process of being torn apart by the wind, he can recall everything in the past with his soul, even small things that have been forgotten in the deep sea of ​​consciousness, or... are deliberately forgotten past.Then as the end, the soul is completely crushed and turned into nourishment for the fireflies.

The abyss under this gully is where the male protagonist found another golden finger in the original text, although like many fantasy novel male protagonists, he can get good things that others can't ask for.But the above description is dying, almost extinction.

It was just a simple sentence, but it was impossible for Qin Lang to watch his husband suffer.Relying on his system to shield the pain, he spent most of his cultivation to protect Lang Qianxing.But he didn't expect that the wind was really domineering, and it actually affected him.

If there is no system that can detect that the host's soul is in danger of being attacked immediately and provide barrier protection in time, Qin Lang may really experience what is called pain from the soul.

Thinking of this, Qin Lang suddenly understood why Lang Qian was so angry.His understatement, his calmness, in Lang Qianxing's eyes, he was irresponsible to himself.

Haven't you thought about how Lang Qianxing survived unscathed, but what he was guarding was a corpse covered in bruises?

It is suffocating despair.

Qin Lang sighed deeply, and smiled bitterly in his heart.It is also considered to understand why I said something that I forgot completely at that time.

Because of too much love, the person who couldn't bear the love left.That's why I hate, that's why I say I want to forget, but in the end it's just an angry word, I hope that person can stay by his side because of such unfeeling words, and never leave.

However, Qin Lang only has one question now, especially a fantasy one.

He is now almost sure that Jiang Chengzhou is his man, and the dream he has had for several years has indeed happened, and the Qin Lang in it is also him.

The story is very simple. He grew up in a wealthy family, and he has been outstanding since he was a child. When he was young, he met Jiang Chengzhou and fell in love.When the relationship between the two was in full swing, Jiang Chengzhou had a car accident and left him.He seemed to be too emotional, then fainted or something, and after that, he had no memory.

He can remember the family he grew up in, the school and friends he grew up in, which are completely different from his real world.But he knew very well that the two lives belonged to him.

So here comes the question, is this a story from past and present lives?Qin Lang couldn't help opening his mind. Could it be that he is a character living in the fast-traveling world? What did you say to let him attack the target person? In fact, he himself is the one being attacked?

He made up hundreds of thousands of words in his brain, maybe Jiang Chengzhou's world was his first world, because the system mechanism is not perfect, it is common for the host to complete the task and need to leave the world, so the attacker Jiang Chengzhou died in order to save him.However, Jiang Chengzhou found that he seemed to really fall in love with "Qin Lang", so he went back to get black technology (such as hacking the rules made by the Lord God), sliced ​​"Qin Lang"'s soul body, put it into multiple worlds, and then re-created "Qin Lang" by himself. Qin Lang" took it back and took him away from those virtual worlds...

The more Qin Lang thought about it, the more he couldn't stop himself. He was seriously struggling with whether he was the product of a novel author, and also doubted whether his main world was a virtual world.

The system detected that the host was in a state of confusion and mental fluctuations. 25 had already fallen asleep. Lingling, who hadn't seen him for a long time, still had a soft voice, but his tone revealed his speechlessness: "Host...you think too much."

Qin Lang, who was continuing to frantically imagine all kinds of fantasies, came to an abrupt end: "..."

Ling Ling was very tactful: "It's very late, the host is still injured, go to bed early! And... read some novels if you have nothing to do."

"Emmm..." An awkward yet polite smile.

Ling Ling said that he was stupid when reading novels, and reminded him of his fantasy, which is very mentally retarded.