When a straight man is bound to the matchmaker system [Transmigration Book]

Saying "I'm sorry" seemed to have lifted a heavy burden from his shoulders virtually, making Bai Jinman feel an unprecedented sense of relief.

Not far away, flames gradually swept across Qinghong's body, his beautiful face was distorted by the pain, but he no longer screamed in pain.

On the contrary, his brows were soft, and a weak smile slowly appeared:

"You have to take care, Jun Mu..."

The pain diffused in the breath, Bai Jinman stroked his chest and panted, and finally nodded his head deeply.

Close your eyes and open them again, the scene in your field of vision has changed, the burning sword casting furnace disappeared without a trace, replaced by a roar of human voices.

He seemed to be lying in a piece of wild grass, not far in front of him, two teams of men and horses were fighting fiercely, one was dressed in snow-white clothes, with a belt specially made by Changfengmen around his waist, and the other was wearing a dragon armor, and was fighting fiercely. It is the attire of Qingli Palace's personal guards.

And the person headed by the side of Changfengmen, with a clean figure and white hair fluttering, holds a flexible long whip in his hand——

It wasn't Bai Yunxiao, but who else!

"Father!"

Bai Jinman let out a mournful cry and was about to rush forward, but a sudden force came from behind him, and he realized that his hands and feet had been firmly bound by iron chains at some point, and he was nailed to the spot and could not move.

But at the moment when he was struggling, a member of the Changfeng sect behind Bai Yunxiao suddenly smiled sullenly, pulled out a soft sword from his waist with his backhand, and stabbed straight at his defenseless back!

In an instant, blood gushed out.

Bai Yunxiao looked at the blood-stained sword tip protruding from his chest in disbelief, before he had time to react, the man had already drawn back the sword with a smirk, and pierced again from his lute bone!

"Father!!!!"

The stern cry was torn apart by the gust of wind, Bai Jinman struggled desperately, his skin was scratched by the iron chain with wounds of varying depths, but he still couldn't break free from the restraint.

Blood gushed out from his lips, and pale fingertips stretched forward in vain, but they still couldn't touch the slumped body.

"You...you have clearly colluded with each other..."

Bai Yunxiao fell into a pool of blood and gasped "hehe". The penetrating wound on his chest made him feel the pain of suffocation, but he still stubbornly raised his head, unwilling to give in.

The hurting man in white smiled coldly: "The master of the white gate has a hundred secrets and a sparse one. I think you only care about the safety of the Fourth Highness, but you forget the young master who is far away."

"What do you mean...?" Bai Yunxiao tried his best to support his half body, his expression gradually changed.

"If the Young Master hadn't informed the Third Highness of your whereabouts in advance, how could we know your plan like the back of our hands?"

The man raised his hand to wipe away the blood on the blade:

"I blame you and the Fourth Highness for being too heartless and ungrateful. When you put the young master's life at risk, have you ever thought about your current fate?"

"No..." Bai Jinman shouted hoarsely, feeling the bone-piercing chill from his heart to his fingertips.

This matter was definitely not done by him. If he could defend himself, the righteous father would never trust others.

However, facing the situation in front of him, what else can he do to save it?

The feeling of powerlessness gripped his heart deeply, his vision was hazy, he panted and raised his head, and suddenly realized that at some point, the man in white in front had turned his head to look at him.

"Master, if you don't believe me, you might as well look back."

"The young master is right behind you, watching all of this."

The blood-stained snow-colored figure trembled slightly.

Then, under Bai Jinman's horrified gaze, he turned around stiffly.

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After finishing dinner with Xie Yicong in Yuzi Village, Chen Ming drank a few cups of aloe vera juice angrily, turned on the computer, and began to study the popular article "Ten Miles of Red Makeup in Chaos in Beijing".

Even though everything was working as usual, he instinctively felt something was wrong.

After thinking about it, I feel that perhaps everything can be answered in this novel.

It is reasonable for this book to become the current hit. Not only is the writing and plot top-notch, but it also abandons a series of hypocritical plots such as misunderstandings, amnesia, car accidents and terminal illnesses in dog-blood romance novels.

From the acquaintance to the acquaintance, the male and female protagonists have a smooth journey, and they are heart-to-heart with each other to overcome difficulties and soon join hands towards the palace of happiness.

The mouse hovered over the "Next Chapter" option, but I couldn't press it any further.

After reading the catalog, of course, I know that the relationship between the hero and heroine has reached the home run stage, and all kinds of obstacles in front of them have been swept away. The next chapter is the sweet wedding.

But why is this matter so repulsive in my heart?

They are just paper figures in online novels, just a string of characters, so what does it have to do with me?

He secretly thought it was funny, and was about to close the computer and stop wasting time, when the back of his hand suddenly felt cold.

There is some crystal clear water falling on the knuckles impartially.

"What's the matter, why are you crying all of a sudden?"

Xie Yicong passed behind him with a teacup, and when he saw this scene unexpectedly, he was immediately disturbed by the wind.

Chen Ming rubbed her eyes indiscriminately: "It's okay, my eyes feel a little uncomfortable after looking at the computer for a long time, go ahead and do your work, I'm fine."

After Xie Yicong left, he managed to calm down and reopened the webpage.

Why does it feel like a pinprick in my heart when I think that the hero and heroine will get married?

Moreover, he also vaguely had some kind of strange feeling, which made him believe for no reason that Luo Huaqing would not marry Fang Muci according to the development of the plot in the book——

It was as if he could read that person's thoughts.

Chen Ming shook his head, feeling a little amused: How is it possible, he is not the author of a novel, how does he know what the characters in his writing think...

To understand a person deeply, unless you have experienced it personally and get along day and night.

As soon as this idea appeared, it swept through the whole mind like a spark.

Chen Ming was shocked, and he suddenly realized what was wrong——

The various plots of "Ten Miles of Red Makeup in Chaos in Beijing" clearly run counter to my own memory, and it is not others who have the same affection as Luo Huaqing, but himself!

And if I remember correctly, he should be the ancient sword sword spirit, so why did he appear here before Luo Huaqing's great cause was completed?

Cold sweat broke out on his back in an instant, Chen Ming bit his lip, stood up and looked around.

Everything is so normal in his eyes, and his roommates are immersed in their own small world as before, and he is healthy as before, without any weird reactions——

But it was clear that nothing was right.

He took a deep breath, quickly put on his coat, and suddenly pushed open the bedroom door and rushed out.

If I remember correctly, the opportunity to travel into the novel in the past was the car accident outside the south gate.

Maybe there will be a clue there!

The distance from the dormitory to the south gate was very short, and he ran outside the security booth within a few minutes, panting on his knees, when a shrill siren suddenly sounded from the front left.

At the same time, in front of him, by coincidence, a child broke free from the palm of the parent and ran forward without knowing it.

Unbiasedly came to the only way the car must pass.

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In the halo of Lihun Realm, three translucent figures floated in it, their eyes were closed tightly, and expressions of pain appeared on their faces in unison.

A golden light flashed not far away, and the space was torn apart. The slim woman moved lightly with lotus steps, and quietly came in front of the three of them.

It was Si Xun, the spirit of the wind.

She seemed to be preoccupied with the conversation with the spirit of water, a icy light flashed in her eyes, and her gaze suddenly fell on a figure on the edge.

"I didn't expect that you were the first to wake up." She smiled, raised her finger, and the dark guard's stern face twisted slightly, then stretched out, and opened her eyes.

"Hmm..." There was a needle-like pain in his head, Ruochen raised his hand to his temple, unable to adapt to the environment in front of him for a while.

If we say that he is as tough and cold as jade in normal times, but at this moment he has dimpled cheeks, a crystal crimson color lingers on his cold white face, moisture is on his long eyelashes, and even his breathing is scorching hot.

"...the realm of desire," Si Xun laughed inexplicably, "you can still hold back at that level, it seems that you really love him to the bone."

Ruochen ignored her, his gaze passed over Chen Ming, who had a calm expression and closed eyes, and then fixed on Bai Jinman who was beside him.

...he looks terrible.

The divine light permeating the soul represents the state of the soul body. Both himself and Chen Ming's divine light seemed very stable, but the light around Bai Jinman kept flickering. Bean-sized drops of sweat kept pouring out from his forehead, and his slender body Curled tightly into a ball, trembling unceasingly.

"...he is this?"

Ruochen wanted to reach out hesitantly, but fearing that he would hurt him rashly, he couldn't help but frowned.

"As you can see, his current situation is very dangerous," Si Xun said in a tone of watching the excitement, "His Dharma Aspect, Original Life, and Spiritual Martial Arts are too strong, and the situation of Lihun is strong, and it will give you and the sword spirit There is only one illusion, but for him, there are as many as two."

"Now his mind and soul are unstable, and there are even cracks in his soul body. With his own strength alone, it may be difficult to escape from it. Even if he escapes by luck, he will most likely become a fool."

"you!"

The murderous aura burst out from around Ruochen in an instant, and he trembled all over, trying his best to restrain himself from attacking the spirit of the wind: "Then how can we save him?"

"It's easy to help him, I can help you enter the illusion where he is, but..."

The corners of Si Xun's eyes curled up charmingly: "Escaping from the illusion still depends on his own will, and his mental power is strong. If you enter someone else's illusion, you will inevitably be resisted by his own spiritual power."

"Maybe, he will die."

She spoke seriously, but she didn't expect that Ruochen would not agree with her at all, and nodded without any hesitation: "I don't care, let me enter his illusion."

"You are so boring." Si Xun curled his lips, he was quite frustrated because his wish had come to nothing, but he didn't bother to continue to embarrass him, so he raised his plain hand lightly, and a stream of pale gold separated from Ruochen's body, submerged into Bai Jinman's eyes Between eyebrows.

The sky spun, the starlight exploded, and a messy picture flashed before Ruochen's eyes. When he regained consciousness again, he was already in a wilderness.

There was a strong smell of blood all over his body, he looked around anxiously, calling Bai Jinman's name.

I saw a large number of people lying on the ground in front of me, and I found out that they were all covered in blood and had already lost their breath.

Most of them were dressed very familiarly, and he caught his breath, recognizing that this was exactly the configuration of the Changfengmen.

And the clothes on the other corpses seemed to be the clothes of Qingli's personal guards. After a little thought in his mind, he immediately realized a certain fact: Could this be the scene of the fierce battle between Bai Yunxiao and the third prince and others that night?

The Bai Jinman who witnessed all this...

There was a chill down his spine, he clenched his fists, and faintly heard a low whimper from nearby:

"Father...you open your eyes and look at me..."

"Young Master!" Ruochen immediately followed the source of the voice, and saw Bai Jinman lying on the ground, with his arms tightly hugging a bloody body, talking almost blankly.

His snow-white clothes had already been stained with blood, tears were streaked across his face, he coughed weakly from time to time, blood was smeared on his lips.

He touched Bai Jinman's shoulder with great heartache, but was terrified by the cold and thin touch under his palm——

Bai Jinman's body has obviously recovered a lot, why did he suddenly become so thin and weak?

If Ruochen was still in a daze, the man shook and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

Blood dripped down the snow-white wrist, but he didn't realize it, and still hugged the lifeless Bai Yunxiao in tears, and said hoarsely:

"Man'er didn't do all of this, trust me, trust me..."

Unable to see him hurting himself like this, Ruochen embraced Bai Jinman, and gently hugged him into his arms:

"Young master, don't be sad, the deceased is gone, all this is vain..."

These words suddenly stimulated Bai Jinman's nerves, he suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were dark, reflecting his bloodless face, he looked extraordinarily strange:

"You lied to me, foster father... he will never die!"

He seemed to be unable to recognize who it was, and he fiercely pushed Ruochen's arm, his slender wrist snapped fiercely, a cold light flashed, and pierced Ruochen's shoulder extremely quickly!

"Uh!" There was a sudden sharp pain in the shoulder blades, and Ruochen realized that he probably provoked the backlash of that person's mental power, which aroused Bai Jinman's great hostility.

The man stabbed the knife and immediately drew it out. He wanted to strike again with a ferocious expression, but his wrist was firmly held by him:

"Young master, wake up, I am Ruochen!"

"This is Si Xun's illusion, don't sink into it," he shouted anxiously, "The death of the former sect master has nothing to do with you, so don't blame yourself! If he has knowledge under the nine springs, he will definitely not want you to do this !"

"No, no..." Bai Jinman murmured, a burst of sweetness suddenly surged in his throat, and before he could cover his mouth, blood flowed out one after another.

He didn't know where the strength came from, but he broke free from Ruochen's embrace, stood up staggeringly, and stepped back step by step.

"Impossible... foster father won't leave me..."

Bai Jinman coughed up blood, shed tears, folded his arms tightly and kept retreating.

Why, why do they all leave themselves.

Whether it was Qinghong in the previous life or Bai Yunxiao in this life, those whom he cherished and loved the most, who would rather sacrifice their own lives to protect, all left him one by one.

Alone and alone, what is left of him in this world?

What else is worth his nostalgia?

The last trace of strength dissipated, his knees gave way, and he fell on his back.

The illusion was changing rapidly, and the grass behind him suddenly turned into a deep pool, and with a "plop", that thin figure sank into the water!

"Young Master!" Ruochen was so frightened that he flew out of his wits, ignoring the bleeding wound on his shoulder, he jumped into the water right after him.

The bottom of the water is not as dark as expected, but there are clusters of faint blue flowers growing at the bottom of the pool, and the petals burst out with drips of light, like stars falling into the world.

Bai Jinman's sleeves floated like clouds in the water, Ruochen put his arms around his waist, and pulled him into his arms, seeing that his eyes were closed, his face was frosty white, and he was already out of breath.

This is... drowning and suffocation?

Thinking of that man's weak hemoptysis, Ruochen's heart ached like twists and turns, and without any hesitation, he lowered his head and kissed Bai Jinman's lips deeply.

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The next chapter is the end of the illusion, Xiaoming Qingqing will meet soon~

I met two bullies today, one scolded me and the other said that Xiao Ming was a junior high school student. It was really difficult for me. I never wrote these things at all, and I was crazy to drop a lot of favorites due to the influence of these comments.

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