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

Dark, scorching, tossing.

Chen Ming felt as if he had been sinking and floating in the dark abyss for a long time before he gradually regained the weight of his body, and gradually regained his scattered consciousness. He slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was the moonlight cast from the grass window .

"I'm not dead..." He raised his hand to cover his eyes, took a few low breaths, and suddenly sat up in shock, "How is Qingqing?"

But after all, the sickness is like spinning, and he has almost exhausted his energy in the illusion before. The end of this wave of carp is black and crumbling. Fortunately, the young man walked into the room with the food, hurriedly put it aside and ran away come over:

"Hey, slow down, you just woke up, why are you so anxious?"

"... Huh, thank you." Chen Ming used the young man's arm to stabilize his figure, and smiled embarrassedly, "May I ask, where am I now? There should be another man with me, what is he doing now? How is it?"

"He's asleep in another guest room, he hasn't woken up yet," the young man grinned brightly with a dark face, revealing two cute little canine teeth, "My name is A-Lang, and I'm a local hunter. When I went hunting in the mountains, I happened to see the two of you lying down by the stream in the mountains, so I brought you back to the hunting hut to rest."

A creek in the mountains?

Chen Ming frowned slightly. His memory stopped abruptly after reaching the magic point, but the Red Flame Purgatory is full of scorching magma, and it is absolutely impossible to have such scenery as forest streams——

So did they cross the spiritual orifice to the next illusion, or were they lucky enough to return to the real world?

He suddenly wanted to take out the breaking top given to Qingqing by Brother Heipi and try it out.

Seeing that he didn't respond to his introduction, A-Lang raised his eyebrows suspiciously and asked, "What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I just don't understand..."

Suppressing the questions that were about to come out of his mouth, Chen Ming collected himself, and tentatively said, "Ah Lang, is Red Flame Purgatory far from here? I remember being there before I fell into a coma."

"What? Where did you come from?"

A-Lang was taken aback by his words, straightened his back suddenly, and shook his head in disbelief: "The elders have warned us that the highest peaks on Yeliu Island are full of dangerous illusions, and it is easy to confront them." You can't get close. You don't look like any kind of curiosity hunters, why did you go in there?"

"It's a long story, so we can recite it a bit. In short, we are not bad people."

Chen Ming rubbed her hair annoyedly, and sighed, "Can you take me to see the person with me?"

A-Lang nodded, lifted the bamboo curtain at the door, and quickly led him to the next room.There was a person sleeping on the narrow bed in the middle of the room, with disheveled black hair and pale complexion. Chen Ming stepped forward to hold his palm, only to feel the coldness of the tentacles, and a sharp pain in the apex of his heart.

Luo Huaqing's condition was not much better than in the illusion. Even in his sleep, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was enduring some unspeakable pain.Chen Ming gently touched the center of his frowning brows, as if wanting to loosen it, then retracted his hand in disappointment, and slowly combed the soft long hair with his fingers.

To be honest, he has experienced too much in the illusion, and he still can't digest everything that happened in the past few days.

The feelings for Luo Huaqing sprouted from the utilitarianism of embracing his thighs to survive, and became profound after getting along day and night, and then sublimated after experiencing life and death trials again and again.

But in his opinion, the relationship progress bar is loading too fast.

Even in romance novels and soap operas, the two of them have to go through at least a period of "You and I" before they face the life-and-death test of falling off a cliff, not to mention that Luo Huaqing was poisoned for his own blood...

Before, he had a fever in the illusion and his mind was not clear, and his whole body was completely dominated by emotions. Now that he calms down and thinks about it carefully, the various behaviors of him and Luo Huaqing seem a little naive and impulsive.

Perhaps, greatly aggravating people's emotional fluctuations is also one of the fatal points of the illusion. The panic and sense of crisis in each other's hearts are constantly amplified, and they feel that the other party is their only one, and they cannot give up even if they risk their lives.

And when he thinks about it carefully, he doesn't know where this relationship will go. Even if they get the chance to be alone for a while, no one knows when they will see Fang Muci and the other protagonists again, and they are trying hard to hide it. When will the identity of the sword master of the ancient sword for many years be revealed?

In the final analysis, these happy times were just stolen, so how could he take them for himself with peace of mind?

Chen Ming inhaled deeply, then exhaled slowly, his eyes were unconsciously blurred, he blinked to suppress the tears, and turned to A-Lang to ask about the current situation.

According to A-Lang, this hut is located at the foot of the Jinlan Volcano in the south of Yeliu Island. Due to the shroud of illusion, there is no danger of magma gushing on weekdays.

Going further north for more than ten miles, Liheng City, the main city of Yeliu Island, is also the headquarters of the Red Clothes Sect. Ti Ye, the high priest who rules the entire island, lives in the Huaxi Palace in the center of the city.

"The outer city of Liheng City is a place where Yeliu islanders can enter and leave freely, but the inner city where the Red Clothes Cultists live does not easily allow outsiders to enter and exit. If you want to enter, you need the Red Clothes Cult's special order," Alang leisurely said. Sighing, "But except for those who join the Red Clothes Sect with spiritual power who can obtain the order, others can only exchange merit points with things with abundant spiritual power to exchange the order to enter the inner city."

"What's so good about the inner city, you all want to go in so much?"

Chen Ming bit the wowotou and could hear the longing in his tone, while A-Lang said with a wry smile:

"Xiao Ming, you are an outsider, and you don't know much about the specific situation on the island. All of our islanders are Tianque people who fled from Qiongzhou Highway. Apart from cultivating spiritual power, we can only strengthen our body and have absolutely no cultivation power. possible."

"The Red Clothes Sect is different. They are in charge of the ancient dragon veins left by the swordsmith Jun Mu. Among them, there are countless treasures rich in spiritual power. It can be said that they can be used to cultivate spiritual power. But the treasures No matter how many there are, there will always be an exhaustion. In addition, as the level of spiritual power rises, the demand for treasures will also increase. In order to continue the cultivation of spiritual power, the Red Clothes Sect has strengthened the control over the number of its personnel and dragon vein treasures .”

"The inner city is not only populated by people with powerful psychic powers, but also a treasure place where talented people from all walks of life gather. According to legend, the entrance to the most famous 'Minghua Market' in the East China Sea is also located in the inner city. It’s a novelty baby, I want to take a look at it even in my dreams.”

"So good?" Chen Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and said thoughtfully, "Then... in Liheng City, are there any skilled doctors?"

He always remembered the poison that Luo Huaqing was poisoned in. According to the hint before the system left, he was afraid that the poison was not simple, and if it was delayed, it might endanger the life of that person.

"The most famous medical clinic in Liheng City is Doctor Miaoyue's Guangren Nunnery. It's just that Guangren's Nunnery is located in the inner city, and it's impossible to get in without a Lingjian. In addition, Doctor Miaoyue's fees are extremely high..."

A-Lang frowned with emotion, and was about to say something, but the person sleeping on the bed let out a low moan at this moment, and then slowly opened his eyes: "...Xiao Ming?"

"Qingqing, I'm here." Chen Ming rushed forward and held Luo Huaqing's hands, "You're awake, how do you feel?"

"……much better."

Luo Huaqing's voice seemed to have been polished by sandpaper, showing obvious weakness and hoarseness, the broken hair by the ears was stuck to the side cheeks with cold sweat, his face was no different from white paper, and he looked much better.Chen Ming stared at him silently, feeling terribly distressed, and raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat off his forehead:

"If it's really uncomfortable, just call it out, it's okay."

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired," Luo Huaqing smiled tiredly, raised his hand to caress Chen Ming's hair, and then noticed Ah Lang not far away, "This is..."

"This is Alang, a hunter on Jinlan Mountain." Chen Ming smiled slightly and introduced, "This is my cousin Chen Qing."

After all, Luo Huaqing is the second prince of the Xuanyin Kingdom, and his status is no small matter. However, the name of the ancient sword and sword spirit is unknown except for the sword master. Therefore, before departure, the two agreed to call each other cousins, and Luo Huaqing changed his name to Chen Qingyi. Deception.

"I've met Brother Chen!" Luo Huaqing was originally extremely beautiful, even though her face was pale, she didn't hide her handsomeness, her every frown and smile were full of charm, Ah Lang couldn't help but stare at her eyes, and it took a long time for her to feel like the beginning of a dream Responded as if waking up.

He exchanged a few words with Luo Huaqing again, while Chen Ming watched from the sidelines, seeing that the people around him looked really bad, so he simply hugged his waist, lowered his shoulders and let him lean forward in a comfortable posture.Luo Huaqing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and without refusing his kindness, he leaned his upper body up. Chen Ming felt his uncontrollable trembling, couldn't help sighing, and pulled the quilt up a little.

"Is it still cold?"

"It's much more comfortable." Luo Huaqing suppressed the pain that came to her lips, slightly closed her eyes and rubbed against Chen Ming's side neck, and said with a leisurely smile, "With you here, everything will be fine for me."

For no reason, A-Lang felt that he was stuck here, unexpectedly a bit superfluous, he pinched the corner of his clothes at a loss: "Uh, what, the porridge in the kitchen is still boiling, I can't do without people, I'll go and see first look."

In view of the current situation, it is not suitable to stay for a long time, it is better for him to escape first.

"Okay, thank you very much." Chen Ming nodded and watched A-Lang walk out of the room.

Where he couldn't see, Luo Huaqing narrowed her eyes, licked the corners of her lips thoughtfully, and the corners of her mouth curled up silently: It seems that this kid still winks a bit.

He moved his body, felt Chen Ming's warm palm with his fingers, and then squeezed in from between his fingers one by one. The warm breath was in the other's ear, full of intimacy:

"Just now, I had a long, long dream..."

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