mistook the hero for a boyfriend

The road to the underground palace was very quiet, and the hustle and bustle of the banquet could not be heard on this path, and there were only four people walking.

Jiang Lizhi would not think about running away, and Zhao Yunchen didn't need to run away, which made the escort very easy.

Xue Wuxin walked behind, the puppet-like man beside him walked in front, Jiang Lizhi and Zhao Yunchen walked side by side with a little difficulty in the middle.

There are tall trees planted on both sides of this long road, forming a row of solid walls in the dark night. Maybe there is still a moon above the head, but it is as if it has entered a blind spot of sight.

Zhao Yunchen was very calm, looking at the darkness in the distance, he didn't think about anything in his heart.

Since he came to the illusion, he has been pushed forward by external forces. There is nothing that he really needs to choose. In this story, he has never been a person who chooses, but an executor.

He didn't know what Jiang Lizhi was thinking beside him, and he didn't comment on his behavior of pulling himself off the cliff.

There is nothing to discuss, since the road ahead is death, Zhao Yunchen's value as a guard is indeed much lower than that of a prince, not to mention that the prince is a gentle and considerate brother.

The purple ghostly fire suddenly ignited, like a warning, a little bit of white light escaped from the road under their feet in an instant, and every step they took would make those lights fly into the air.

Zhao Yunchen couldn't help laughing and said, "It really looks like that."

He turned his head slightly and asked that Xue Wuxin: "My lord, is this a warning that God is coming?"

Jiang Lizhi glanced at Zhao Yunchen and did not speak, but slowed down cooperatively so that the two could maintain a side-by-side posture. Xue Wuxin looked at Zhao Yunchen coldly, his eyes filled with disgust.

Sometimes Zhao Yunchen also finds it very strange that Xue Wuxin always silently hates him as if he had never done anything, even though he has done nothing.

But now, he unexpectedly got an answer.

"Your smell is disgusting." Xue Wuxin's voice didn't fluctuate at all, but Zhao Yunchen seemed to hear the contempt mixed in it.

He subconsciously asked back: "What?"

Somehow, Xue Wuxin didn't ignore Zhao Yunchen's question, she frowned slightly and replied, "Your smell is similar to Xin, but it's completely different. It's a very disgusting smell."

"Confusion and taboos, like things that shouldn't exist are stuffed into the body forcibly. They are not suitable and do not match, but they still have to live, driving the limbs and spreading the distortion further."

Zhao Yunchen stopped in his tracks and stared blankly at Xue Wuxin: "You are here, what are you talking about?"

He couldn't figure out what Xue Wuxin was talking about. It didn't match his body, was it because he came here through time travel? What kind of distortion and diffusion did it mean that his appearance changed the original plot?

"Guard Zhao!"

Jiang Lizhi shouted, and at the same time pulled Zhao Yunchen forward.

Zhao Yunchen was frightened by him, and before he could take his eyes off Xue Wuxin, he saw a beam of white light suddenly brushing past the tip of his nose, and leaping into the sky.

"After getting here, you can't stop." Jiang Lizhi turned his head to explain, and when Zhao Yunchen followed him, he withdrew his hand.

Zhao Yunchen groaned, he seemed to be able to feel the scorching breath of the beam of light on the tip of his nose, and he was afraid that he would be severely burned by that thing if he was a little bit closer.

Xue Wuxin kept his mouth shut and didn't speak, his steps were small, even if Zhao Yunchen stopped just now, he didn't stop walking, now he was quietly staring at the backs of the two of them, making the scene where he was talking before seem like a dream Same.

Zhao Yunchen calmed down, but his mind was a little messy. If Xue Wuxin's identity in the illusion was connected, could he just randomly guess that the god would not like him very much?

After all, the Heaven Worshiper sounds like a god's messenger. If it is a god, why would he not have a good impression of a person who traveled to change the law?

He took a deep breath, thinking that perhaps his identity was the biggest difficulty in this illusion.

Thinking wildly along the way, the path also came to an end before they knew it, a door appeared in front of everyone, there was no decoration on it, the man in the front flashed beside Xue Wuxin and looked like a pet The same squatted down.

Zhao Yunchen watched Xue Wuxin stroking his hair, and thought maybe this is the real appearance of Xue Wuxin's puppet, but shouldn't the puppet be Xue Wuxin's own Nascent Soul?

The problem was that the more he thought about it, the more Zhao Yunchen simply stopped thinking and concentrated on watching Xue Wuxin open the gate of the underground palace.

Xue Wuxin took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, it looked exactly like the one used by Jiang Lizhi, Zhao Yunchen stiffened the corners of his mouth, as expected when he saw Jiang Lizhi took out a sharp one from somewhere The knife cut open the palm of his hand.

Why is Jiang Lizhi's blood required everywhere? Why is his blood so special?

As soon as Zhao Yunchen had this idea, he saw that the liquid in the bottle had spontaneously gushed out, and the white and transparent thing gently wrapped Jiang Lizhi's bright red blood, turning into a pool of black muddy water.

After the thing fell to the ground, it spontaneously flowed towards the gate, climbing up along invisible lines.

"In this underground palace, apart from the statues that can make gods descend, there is also a sealed thing." Xue Wuxin said to Jiang Lizhi suddenly, her blue eyes looked into his black ones, "a demon."

After he finished speaking, he stepped back and stood with his man, motionless only blinking.

After Zhao Yunchen observed him for a while, he remembered those passers-by A, B, and C who stopped moving after finishing the plot, so Xue Wuxin is actually a character dominated by the illusion itself in this illusion?

Zhao Yunchen is not very sure, because Xue Wuxin in this world is always so stupid.

"Okay, let's go, Guard Zhao." Jiang Lizhi said weakly, his face was as pale as a ghost due to blood loss, and the corners of his mouth were forced to curl up when he spoke, "The door has been opened."

He was right, the heavy door was gradually opening inward after it had sucked Jiang Lizhi's blood, and a gap had already been exposed at this moment.

"Aren't you afraid that I will leave?" Zhao Yunchen suddenly asked for no reason.

The smile on Jiang Lizhi's face grew wider, and his miserable expression showed an indescribable sadness and terror: "This is already the gate of the underground palace, how can you leave? What's more, if you want to Haven't you got what you want?"

He smiled, pulled out the jade pendant from his sleeve, and waved it in front of Zhao Yunchen again.

The blood flowed down between the fingers, soaked the red thread of the jade pendant and then slid down again.

Zhao Yunchen didn't feel anything, and he thought that Jiang Lizhi definitely didn't feel anything, after all, for this guy, bloodletting might be something he had to do every day, even though he was only 15 years old this year.

15 years old?

Zhao Yunchen compared the heights of the two of them, and twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking that it would be better for him to ignore this question that popped up inadvertently.

Otherwise, he would definitely focus on one thing and lose another, and would not be able to figure out what he should really figure out.

Sometimes he doesn't know whether to cry or laugh. Everyone around him seems to be difficult, and everyone has a lot of secrets to hide deeply. He is the only one who stands naked in this world.

Simply write in two or three lines.

The door was finally fully opened, Jiang Lizhi looked at Zhao Yunchen who was inexplicably silent, and reminded softly: "We should go."

Zhao Yunchen paused for a moment, then raised his head with a rare intimacy smile on his face: "Oh, Your Highness, Huangquan Road?"

Jiang Lizhi didn't know how to answer him, so he could only turn around.

Everything inside the door gradually unfolded in front of the two of them. It was still boundless darkness. Walking in seemed like walking into the darkness. The sloping ground undoubtedly led to the underground, and there was a wonderful column at the end of the wall.

After Zhao Yunchen looked carefully, he found that it should be an imitated opened scroll, using the wall as a picture scroll spread out, laying all the way to the innermost part.

There was nothing visible on the other wall.

As soon as the two walked inside, the door closed inexplicably, and at the same time, the luminous pearl above the head also released a soft light at the right time.

Zhao Yunchen moved the tip of his nose and smelled a faint fragrance, which was very familiar.

"Going forward?" He asked a meaningless question, and there was more wantonness in his eyes that had never appeared on him.

Jiang Lizhi was taken aback, then nodded.

So Zhao Yunchen walked up to Jiang Lizhi to open the way for Jiang Lizhi like a guest, and there was only the slight sound of footsteps when the two of them were walking, but Zhao Yunchen seemed to hear something else.

Xue Wuxin's words were repeated in his ears, mixed with other things.

——"Let me stay by your side, I'm very good, I can change anything for you."

——"Hey, can you really, can't you stay with me?"

—— "Then I will change you, and you will definitely fall in love with me after the change."

——"Don't be afraid, it's okay, I will always love you and serve you forever."

The voice lingered in his ears like smoke, ethereal and empty.

The more he walked inside, the more wonderful feeling came to Zhao Yunchen's heart. Excitement and nostalgia made his heart beat uncontrollably and violently.

He seemed to see something, he seemed to find something.

After a door passed, Zhao Yunchen's kick suddenly fell through the air.

——"My lord, I love you."

The author has something to say:

I always feel that the more I write, the more confused you will be.

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I'm going crazy, I can't...