The ex of the scumbag who was dressed as a black heart lotus [Transmigration Book]

Su Qingchen himself was also surprised that when facing Fleeting Years, he actually felt threatened.

It was a long-lost sense of threat that events might be beyond his control.

At the moment, the most intuitive feeling that this kind of threat brings to Su Qingchen is that Zhou Lang may escape from his palm.

Just thinking that one day, Zhou Lang might disappear from his sight and hide in a corner that he couldn't see, Su Qingchen released all the anger that had been hidden well from the bottom of his heart. come out.

He faced Fleeting Years with cold eyes, "Who the hell are you?"

While speaking, Su Qingchen held Zhou Lang's wrist and hid him behind him, completely blocking Fleeting Nian's sight.

Su Qingchen's strength was not small, Zhou Lang's wrist was hurting, and he didn't pay attention to let out a muffled groan.When the sound fell to the ground, the strength in Su Qingchen's hand loosened, but she still held Zhou Lang's wrist vaguely.

Zhou Lang tentatively struggled for a while, but failed to break free, so he popped up from behind Su Qingchen, wondering: "What's the matter? Could it be that you perverted big fox and Liu Nian are old acquaintances?"

His tone was relaxed and innocent, because like countless times in the past, Su Qingchen's hostility did not attack him.

Su Qingchen was silent.

He stretched out a hand and pressed it on top of Zhou Lang's head, expressionlessly moved the other's curious head from his shoulder to the back of his head, completely blocking Zhou Lang's face again.

Because of this action, the deterrence exuding from his body was reduced by seven or eight points for no reason.

If not necessary, Su Qingchen didn't want to do anything.

The strength of this person called Fleeting Years is unknown, although Su Qingchen is not afraid of him, but this is Zhou Lang's sea of ​​consciousness after all, and he might hurt Zhou Lang's root if he strikes hastily.

The damage to the sea of ​​consciousness is no less serious than the destruction of the spiritual root.

For this reason, Su Qingchen showed full caution.While guarding against fleeting years, while looking for an opportunity to leave this joyful illusion.

He had already scanned through this so-called comic exhibition with his spiritual sense in advance, recorded everything in his heart, and had fully memorized Zhou Lang's favorites.

Now that the goal has been achieved, the two of them don't need to stay any longer.But before leaving...

Viciousness flashed across Su Qingchen's eyes, this one called Fleeting Years must not be left behind.

If it's just a fake person in the illusion, it's impossible for him to have such ability, so that he can't even see his face and cultivation, unless it is a touch of divine consciousness implanted in Zhou Lang's consciousness sea by the other party earlier.

Su Qingchen would not leave such a huge hidden danger in Zhou Lang's sea of ​​consciousness, so Fleeting Year must die.

However, before killing the opponent, it is necessary to apply the soul search technique to it.Even a touch of consciousness has memory.Since there is memory, the only thing left is to search for the soul.

But Su Qingchen was a step too late.

Before he applied the barrier to prevent Zhou Lang from being injured in possible fights, the fleeting time moved.

He raised his hand lightly, and pressed down seemingly powerlessly—the people who had been everywhere in the exhibition just now disappeared at the same time.In the huge manga exhibition hall, only Su Qingchen and Liu Nian were left.

Zhou Lang also disappeared.

is the boundary.

It was the fleeting time who did not know when, and set up an enchantment around it.In Su Qingchen's ignorance, he was isolated by him in a place where Zhou Lang wasn't around.

The moment he realized this fact, blood filled Su Qingchen's eyes.His whole body was full of momentum, and he paused every word, "You, ba, xiao, lang, zang, to, where, went?"

Fleeting Year stood with his hands behind his back, and smiled back.At the same time, countless red sharp blades appeared from mid-air and shot towards Su Qingchen viciously.

After the sound of breaking through the air, there was a loud bang, and the place where Su Qingchen was was filled with smoke and dust.But at the next moment, a white figure broke through the smoke like lightning, and slashed towards Fleeting Years with a sword.

In an instant, the two had fought countless times.

However, at the same moment, outside the barrier, Zhou Lang poked Su Qingchen's face with a puzzled expression.

The other party was lying on the row of seats with eyes closed, unconscious.

"What's wrong with this guy?" Zhou Lang was half worried and half puzzled, "Just now he looked like he was dragging two to five to eighty thousand, why did he faint all of a sudden?"

Fleeting Nian on the side smiled slightly, and said: "Although I intend to stay with you for a while longer, that kid is more powerful than I imagined, my avatar can't delay him for long, and now I don't have much time left , you need to remember the exercises I have given you as soon as possible."

Zhou Lang tilted his head, puzzled and said, "What are you talking about? I..."

Before Zhou Lang could finish his words, Liu Nian's index finger was already on the center of his brow.

In an instant, the clarity in the boy's eyes faded and turned into a void.

Vaguely, Zhou Lang seemed to have heard Fleeting Nian say something to him.He strained his ears to listen, trying to distinguish every word of the other party.Even so, he only heard the first two words clearly.

"Feel sorry……"

Feel sorry?

sorry for what?

Zhou Lang was puzzled.

By the way, what happened today?

Why do some strange and incomprehensible things always happen?

Huanhuanxixi went to participate in the fleeting year comic exhibition, but a perverted male fox was killed halfway, and he started to touch him again and again.He can't fight, can't earn, can only compromise.

After finally persuading the pervert to rush to the signing, the pervert fainted for no reason.

When he fainted, he fainted, and the fleeting year also started to say some strange things.

After saying strange things, he said it, and his own mind began to feel dizzy, as if there were countless people in his mind, chanting repeated scriptures over and over again.

Are you dreaming?

I'm dreaming...it must be a dream...Zhou Lang thought in a daze.

Otherwise, how to explain today's strange events?

Otherwise, why did Fleeting Nian say sorry to him when they met for the first time?

I want to think about Liu Nian... No, it should be Professor Liu Nian now... Professor Liu Nian is such a good painter, no wonder... There are so many painting institutions that want to sign him to teach, screaming to become fans of his students more The number is too many to count, but most of them didn't reply. They wanted to be a professor... They even went to the same university with him... But now, such a powerful person actually said that they want to accept him as a student... To be the master of Fleeting Years Student... I can't even think about it... Why should he say thank you to Mr. Fleeting Years?Thanks to Professor Fleeting Years for accepting... Accepting myself, as, as an apprentice...

The sound of chanting has been going on, getting louder, denser, and more complicated...

Zhou Lang had a severe headache, and his thoughts became more and more wild, trying to distract his attention.

How did Fleeting Years know him?And I knew him a long, long time ago... I also know that his name is Zhou Lang... I also know that he was admitted to the Sichuan North American Academy...

Every time after posting a picture, there are thousands of messages. How did he find the messages sent by tens of thousands of people here?

"This is a matter of your life, get rid of distracting thoughts and remember it with your heart."

The sudden sound was like a stream of clear water, taking away Zhou Lang's feeling of swelling and anxiety in his head, and his eyes gradually returned to clarity.

The first thing he did after waking up was to see the speaker's face clearly, but all he could see were plum-like red lips.

Zhou Lang blinked in a daze.

He wanted to take another look, but saw the black figure in front of him being cut into two by a sword as cold as frost and snow.After the body in front of him turned into light spots and dissipated, it was Su Qingchen with red eyes.

After the boy's suspicious face was reflected in his pupils, Su Qingchen smiled, and said, "Xiao Lang, I finally found you again."

Like the devil whispering in the ear.

Zhou Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he opened his eyes suddenly, but what he saw was the green gauze curtain above his head.