[Quick Transmigration] One-click blackening

"This way."

The man in Xuanyi narrowed his gaze, put away his sword, as if he was restraining something, his handsome face was tense, and motioned for them to follow him.

Time was running out, Wen Linyu hadn't recovered from the shock of his psychotic younger brother who had been missing for a long time, and was carried away.

"Your Highness, hug me tight." Fengyue fixed his hands on her neck, and followed closely behind the man with a short body.

The secret passageway is completely different from the secret room. It can be said that you can't see your fingers. It's all thanks to the fire folder that Fengyue handed over to him to barely illuminate the way. Wen Linyu looked at the back of Wen Yuanshan in front of him with this light. Look carefully, his whole body is completely in the rhythm of blending into the darkness like a night suit.

He fell into deep thought: Why is the hero here?Shouldn't it still be at the frontier thousands of miles away?

Wen Linyu intuitively felt a little weirdness, but couldn't tell where the weirdness was for a while.

Just as he was thinking hard, several guards with torches appeared at the end of the road ahead. Wen Yuanshan, who had been leading the way silently, turned his head and signaled them to take another road, and then he drew his sword to meet the enemy. Fengyue had already led him to Running the other way, Wen Linyu looked at the man in black clothes walking among the torches with his head tilted. When he stabbed down, the splashed blood just landed on his skirt, and there was also a string of blood beads on his cheeks, shaking in the flickering darkness In the flames, the sword-wielding figure looked like a human Shura.

Waves of inexhaustible people came, and the inconspicuous black clothes were gradually submerged in the torches and screams.

They turned into the fork, and the sound from that side was also far away. There were so many guards that none of them were able to catch up behind them alive.

The hero seems to be more vicious than last week.

But can he really cope with so many people? What if one of them loses his mind, gets slashed and dies, and has to do it again, and a world takes three weeks... Mr. Wen never thought about it, and he didn't even think about it. Know if the system will have additional punishments other than one more attack target.

The more he thought about it, the more heartbroken he became, Wen Linyu was still turning his head to wait and see, hoping that the figure of his mentally ill brother would appear, and unconsciously grabbed his clothes.

Fengyue felt that the person on her back was absent-minded, and her downcast eyes were somewhat gloomy.

Want to blindfold his eyes, trap his hands, only think about him, only look at him...

Teacher Wen didn't realize that the other target who was carrying him had started to exude a dangerous black air. His attention was focused on the back, and it was surprisingly quiet there. Only the sound of water droplets became clearer and clearer in his ears, but it was quiet Maybe it's a good thing, he thought.

"Your Highness..." Fengyue stopped and supported the person on her back, "There is a dead end ahead."

"..." Wen Linyu's expression was a little unnatural, because just now he found that when Fengyue lifted him up, her hands seemed to pinch his buttocks unconsciously. Although he said that his legs had no feeling, the buttocks still felt very sensitive of……

Wen Linyu: ...It's a surprise =_=

Not all targets are the same as the crazy brother who likes to press himself on the bed and fuck him, right?

Wen Linyu thought, he didn't have much contact with Wen Yuanshan this week, and there was no emotional pavement for him to want to fuck. This time, it was probably because of the fact that he had to save his legs when he was young, so he came to take him along for a while.

In front of them was a pool, not too big, and the surface of the pool was very calm, except for the intermittent dripping of water from above, dripping into the pool water, dizzying layer upon layer of ripples on the still surface of the lake.

Like a bronze mirror hidden in the darkness.

Apart from this pool, there is indeed no other road around, all of which are blocked.

How should I go?You don't want to go into the water, do you?Wen Linyu thought about how the male lead had told them to go this way decisively just now, as if he knew the route well and was very confident.

"There is an exit in the pool, enter the pool."

A voice came from behind, with a cold echo.

Wen Linyu felt a blur in front of his eyes. The man had already jumped into the pool first. The "oil bottle with half body intact" couldn't help but look at his legs. These two useless legs couldn't walk on dry roads, let alone waterways... He I have already imagined the scene of sinking like a stone after entering the water later.

Fengyue extinguished the flame, and after adapting to the darkness, there was only a dark light floating on the surface of the pool, sparkling and reflected on the handsome face of the person in the pool, like a ghostly dugong, accumulating energy to capture his body in the water. prey.

And his "prey brother" in this life is still melancholy about how he can swim with only his hands instead of his feet.

Fortunately, he didn't need to worry about this at all. There were already two people over there who had exchanged eye contact for several rounds when he wasn't paying attention. In the end, Fengyue, who was not good at water, was unwilling to retreat.

Still putting His Highness's safety first, Feng Yue clenched her fists tightly, but she was still not reconciled...

Wen Linyu just passed it on to a certain younger brother. At first, his princess hug made him very black, but fortunately, Wen Yuanshan changed to a more normal hug with a tacit understanding.

A certain brother: If he hadn't felt that his brother was about to throw a temper tantrum, he would have wanted to hug him for a while longer, it's a pity.

When the pursuers arrived here, they could only see the calm water pool, where there were no traces of them.

This pool cannot be seen from the outside, but it is actually extremely deep inside.

The three of them had been diving for a long time and there was no tendency to change their course and go up. The first one who couldn't stand it was naturally Wen Linyu, who had the worst physical fitness.

Wen Linyu: Melancholy.

He was submerged in the bone-chilling water, and the only source of heat he felt came from the person beside him. The most clear thing in his mind now was the palm of the person tightly wrapped around his back, which was extremely warm. , his lungs were suffocated and painful, and he was about to be unable to hold on. He tried to open his half-closed eyes to see how long it was, but he failed.

Wen Linyu: Very sad.

He always felt as if he could feel the smell of blood in his nose, and he was still wondering if there was so much blood on this man's black clothes that it dissipated in the water, but later found that it might be from his own crispy skin .

Wen Linyu: I can't feel melancholy, his eyes are starting to darken.

It was as if something came to his lips in the darkness, and then gave him a steady stream of breaths. He relied on this to hold his breath, and breathed out as soon as he could. Don’t think that he didn’t know that he gave his tongue to him when he was about to pass out. It's stuffed in!

Wen Linyu: ╰_╯

"Brother hold on... we'll be there soon..." The voice seemed to be coming from hundreds of meters away, and it didn't sound like it was right next to my ear.

I don't know if it's the psychological implication of this sentence or what, Wen Linyu seems to really see brighter and brighter white light in the darkness in a daze.

The author has something to say:

Wen Linyu: ╰_╯

Xiao Shan: (grievance) Brother, this is completely subconscious. I'm used to it before, and it's out of my control.

Xiaoshan’s last week’s benefits didn’t end up in this chapter, forget it, let’s go to the next chapter, I’ll start coding now, I don’t believe it can be delayed until midnight this time╰_╯

At the end of the speech, Mimi quietly took a sip of chicken soup: The stupid author is still figuring out how to write. Many themes and plots have not been tried before. I hope that I can find what I am good at writing in the process of groping, and I can make progress. I also hope that you I can see some progress, thank you~