Can you not die [Quick Transmigration]

Marcus was taken aback by Braddol's sudden weakness, but after a while, he understood, seeing Cesare hugging Braddor, stroking his back comfortingly, he couldn't help it. Sigh: Although he has been pretending to be indifferent, Braddol himself will feel uncomfortable. If the mental power is really unable to recover, then the rights and status will disappear. How can a person at the top be willing to lose all of this.

And his best friend, at this moment, is the only thing he can hold on to, allowing him to keep all the hope.

In this way, the marshal's sudden feelings for Cesare can be traced. Cesare is not only a bed partner, but more importantly, he represents the continuation of rights and status. Recalling what Cesare did for himself just now For spiritual counseling, Marcus secretly admired the foresight of the marshal. Even if such a guide is physically strong and barren, which sentinel can refuse?

Maybe César also knew the reason, so he could pretend to be in love with the marshal. Although he didn't have such a deep relationship with Rebel, it was a win-win thing.

Thinking he understood what was going on in the Marshal's mind, Marcus smiled and raised an eyebrow at César: "We're going back, and the Marshal will leave it to you later, come on." After that, he said "I understand" "You" winked, and walked out with the little prince in his arms.

Although the system was running quietly, Yue Ze, who had already penetrated the truth, was not as flustered as he was when the system was upgraded last time, so after being sad for a while, he raised his head and returned to Braddol's usual serious look .

Looking up, I saw César frowning, staring thoughtfully at the direction Marcus left.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

César recovered and shook his head: "It's nothing, I just feel that this kid is looking at me with... pitiful eyes... Maybe there is something wrong with his eyes. Leave him alone, lie down quickly, and we will try again. "

Braddor raised his eyes, stared at him closely, and remained motionless.

César was surprised at first, then figured out why, pursed his lips and smiled, and left a light kiss on the corner of Braddol's mouth: "That's fine,...you lie down, we will try."

Unexpectedly, the Marshal didn't cooperate at all, one hand went deep into César's shirt, stroking up and down: "Am I the only one lying down? You... don't want to come with me?"

After hearing this, César's expression gradually cooled down, he frowned slightly, and looked at his marshal in puzzlement.

Yue Ze bit the bullet and flirted. Although his eyes were still on the other side, and he didn't look guilty at all, César still felt that something was wrong.

"Brador, tell me why you don't want me to sort out your spirit."

"Who says I don't want to?" Yue Ze slowly moved his body closer to César, his purple eyes were full of coquettishness and temptation; "It's just that at this time, don't we have to do something serious?" As he said, he Pulling his hand out of César's shirt, he undid the top button.

But César, who had been following him for the past few days, did not push him down this time, but held his still moving hand and said softly, "Have you thought about what will happen to me if you die? "

Braddol finally stopped and looked up at him. Although he still had a cold expression, it made Cesare feel the security of being contained and the tenderness that can drown people.

But why did he look at himself like this.

César slammed Braddor's hand away, suppressing the anger in his heart, only felt that it was absurd and confusing, since he wanted to die, why did he still watch himself foolishly learning to sort out the mind that he didn't want to touch at all, And why do you treat yourself so well, don't dislike his strong body at all, and even let yourself be on it... just because you pity yourself?Doing a good deed with your last minutes?Then why do you have to show that you like yourself so much, wouldn't it be better to be clear?

Once the uneasiness of falling pie in the sky and the uncertainty of many days erupted, the endless sweetness was doubled into pain at this moment, César only felt like a psychopath, just in the bathroom on the day of the banquet, with those pair of After the beautiful purple eyes looked at each other, he became anxious about gains and losses. He would be happy because of Braddol's words or a small action, and he would doubt the so-called "love at first sight" in his heart. These repeated and entangled emotions made this man in the battlefield The men who can tear the enemy apart are very much like those normal guides who live on the favor of sentries like dodder flowers.

That was obviously the look he despised the most.

Yue Ze looked at him with his head down, as if he had entered a dead end, and couldn't help sighing, this fool has experienced so many worlds with him, why is his mind still full of mess, and he is so untrustworthy?Yue Ze asked himself, and then began to feel guilty again, as if... is it really unreliable?

"You saw it just now, and I've already learned it." Perhaps because he still couldn't bear the charity that Braddor gave him, César calmed down, tried his best to stop the messy thoughts in his head, and said in a calm tone: "Believe it again Me once, even if it's for me, live on, okay?"

Braddor didn't answer, still staring at him silently.

The expected reaction almost crushed César, who was about to explode. He almost cried, "Why, why don't you want to treat me? I don't understand why you..."

"I don't want to live." Yue Ze only felt that he was burned by Cizer's painful and distressed eyes, and turned his head to the side guiltily. The world information said that unless the two parties completely trust or love each other, Brador SSS's special physique can't accept mental combing at all. Anyone can tell whether César loves herself, but what about herself?Did he never feel that with his selfish personality, he would fall in love with someone unreservedly?

He had been changing the subject and avoiding this matter before, but the mental riot at Garcia's house just now proved that his connection with this world now is only the soul behind César, if he knows The things I did before were all acting, not sincere enough, will I still stay by my side?

If he fell in love with himself because of his previous maintenance and tenderness, but found that his feelings were not pure at all, how much of a blow would it be?

It's better to just hide it like this, until this body dies, at least you can harvest the spiritual energy from the other party.

But now, it's obviously impossible to hide it.

Myself... is really not a thing.The always heartless and self-confident Yue Daxingxing finally began to deny himself.

If the system was present, he would probably jump for joy, but at this moment, no one heard Yue Ze's inner voice, and in front of him was only César who was tortured by his own brain hole and was about to cry.

A man with a cold and strong appearance, when he shows weakness, a woman who looks weaker often makes people feel distressed. Yue Ze was stimulated by his slightly red eye sockets, and he forgot all the series of fallacious explanations he had prepared, and gritted his teeth , and recruited everything in detail: "It's not what you think, it's my body..."

Although he didn't say clearly that he was the one who didn't give his sincerity, Yue Ze explained Braddor's physical condition and the reasons why he couldn't sort out mentally. Needless to say, the other party could understand why the previous mental sorting failed.

After hearing his words, César took two steps back in shock, and then fell into a long-term absent-minded state.

It seems that this time the world is really over. Yue Ze observed his expression, and gradually showed a wry smile on his face. Not only did he fail to save the original owner's life, but the original owner's reputation was almost smeared by his silly cousin because of his absent-mindedness. Even the spiritual energy from a lover that every world will get will disappear with César's disappointment. He raised his hand and rubbed his aching temple, and said powerlessly: "It's up to you whether you want to leave or not." You, after you get married, I will arrange for you to enter the battle group of the legion, and the successor is Marcus, he will not make things difficult for you..."

César interrupted him hoarsely: "Stop talking..."

Yue Ze didn't care about him: "Part of my inheritance will be given to grandpa and part to you. If you don't want it, you can donate it to the guide's family, not to Aiwen... Forget it, I'll clean him up first, so as not to save him later." bully you……"

When Yue Ze finished explaining the funeral in a tone that sees through the world, César could not stand still. He supported the back of the sofa with one hand, lowered his head and slowed down for a long time, so as not to let himself faint.

Yue Ze wanted to reach out to help him, but remembered that he had probably lost the qualification to touch the other party, so he retracted half of his outstretched hand, leaned back awkwardly, and no longer maintained Braddor's temperament, and nestled softly On the sofa, waiting for César, who was cheated miserably, to explode.

But unexpectedly, after César recovered from the dizziness, he didn't want to be hysterical or angrily leave the table as Yue Ze imagined. Let me try, Marshal, let me try again, will you?"

Yue Ze: Meow meow? ?This doesn't seem to be the same as what you said, does it?

Before he could start to wonder, César half-kneeled at his feet and pressed his hands.

Concentrate the mental power on a certain point, control it with the mind, let it become a silk thread, and then slowly approach the forehead of the sentinel...

"Hmm." Braddor snorted, and his disordered mental power rushed around again until the world consciousness appeared, gradually stabilizing his condition.

César held Braddor in fear, his hands trembling because of the pain in his heart, and he clutched the other's elbow tightly, wishing to bear all this for him.

Yue Ze closed his eyes tightly, his headache was buzzing, and his regret was beyond words. If he knew earlier, he shouldn't have flirted. Now it's all right, it's retribution... I don't know if César has calmed down... He opened his eyes She opened her eyes, but saw César, who was already looking like a little daughter-in-law, was trembling with fright, and her lower lip also trembled, as if she was saying something.

Yue Ze leaned closer and heard him repeating the three words "I'm sorry" non-stop.

The author has something to say:

The misunderstanding will be resolved soon!happy!A Shengsheng originally wanted to lay out the foreshadowing of this world a little longer, but it seems a bit messed up. I am crazy thankful to the little angels for being willing to visit A ​​Shengsheng. A Shengsheng will fix the bugs in this world one by one!Please little angels continue to pay attention to the stupid author qwq