Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

Thousands of kilometers away, under the chaotic fog of ghosts in Fengdu Prison, there was a tremor.

The 112th floor of Fengdu Prison belongs to Zhuzheng, the son of Yin who rules the underworld.

Guishuai Chang Gemao lay on the sofa with his waist down. He pressed the PS button on the handle, and the screen happened to be stuck at the moment Leilanglong's lightning ball flew.

On the marble table, there was a strange ripple in the center of the tea that Zhu Zheng had made for him.

"--Oops."

He straightened up quickly, but was hugged from behind.The sofa in Zhu Zheng's house is a minimalist design with an extremely low back, which is suitable for Ge You to lie on, but it is unstoppable when someone sneaks up on him.

"what's up."

Chang Ge blushed, gently pulled away his cold hand, pressed down on the sofa, and planned to get up.

His shoulders were suddenly held down, and the strength was still unquestionable.

Zhu Zheng: "Where are you going?"

"Do you still remember, on the day of the Ghost Festival, there was a big riot in Fengdu Prison? I took the Yin soldiers to suppress it, and I met Zijue."

"remember."

"On the way, a living person appeared in Pingdu Hospital. It stands to reason that the Yin soldiers have been trained and should not lose control immediately. But that day, all the Yin soldiers broke their chains immediately, which almost caused a catastrophe." [1]

Zhu Zheng's expression changed slightly.

Chang Ge finished adding: "It's related to... the wisp of soul energy that escaped."

Zhu Zheng looked dignified.

"Before Zijue left, he specifically explained. He was worried that someone would take advantage of his absence and break the seal. Just like the last time during the Ghost Festival. Last time he escaped with a wisp of soul energy, this time..."

Zhu Zheng's hand on his shoulder clenched slightly.

"Don't worry." Chang Ge put Zhu Zheng's hand on his shoulder, "Leave it to me."

His smile is innocent, like a bright red rose, but this rose has thorns, and his eyes are full of endless cruelty.

"You bastard!"

Ming Shu raised his fist again, but this fist was intercepted in the air.

He froze for a moment, quickly broke away from the opponent's hold, and immediately punched him again.

Shu Yang didn't dodge or block this punch, it happened to land on his chest.Wu Shuyang frowned slightly, and his face was also frighteningly pale.

Ming Shu was pretending to be annoyed at first, and it can't be called too angry, seeing him like this, he became worried instead.He thought of the withered corpses everywhere along the way. At that time, he tried his best to control himself and not think about Wu Shuyang's fate.

"You...are you alright?" Ming Shu's anger calmed down a little, he said with concern.

Taking advantage of this gap, Wu Shuyang twisted his backhand, directly dragged him into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

"...Wu Shuyang!"

Counted.

Looking at this reaction, he knew that he had been tricked again.

This bastard, how could he have so many ghosts.

"Let me go."

Wu Shuyang rubbed his curly hair and shook his head.

"Wu Shuyang, I warn you—"

Ming Shu was trembling slightly, he was seriously angry.

So cute, how could he be so cute.

Ming Shu was angry, and even verbally yelled that he was not forgiving, but the feeling of being hugged by him was still intoxicating, and the seemingly absent fragrance of tea on his neck even more faintly destroyed people's reason.

Just hugging him makes my heart palpitate.

Not listening to the persuasion, Ming Shu felt that force would be more effective, so he swung his fist—in fact, he only used [-] to [-] percent of his strength—to hit the opponent's chest.Wu Shuyang's expression was painful for a moment, but he quickly endured it.

This is not right.

Ming Shu looked at him carefully.Wu Shuyang was in a rare embarrassment.

There were scars all over the arms and body, with large blood stains, and even the delicate cloak that used to be scratched and ragged.

"Are you okay." This time he was really worried.

Wu Shuyang's hand slid up along the curve of Mingshu's back, along his slender neck, touched the hair on the back of Mingshu's head, and shook his head.

Ming Shu pulled his dishonest hand away: "I... still have to blame you. How can anyone do this? Are you brain burned? How dare you leave me after..."

Ming Shu didn't continue, his ears were obviously burning.He turned his face away.

Wu Shuyang let go of him, and thought about it seriously: "Maybe there really is."

"have what?"

"Not only left him aside, but also made him wait in fear and loneliness for several days. Every moment, every day, and even every shaking caused by waves was a great torment. It made people regret and blame themselves. , I can't sleep peacefully for a moment."

"what?"

Ming Shu forgot the past and couldn't understand his feelings.

"Nothing." Wu Shuyang shook his head.

Mistletoe popped out of nowhere, and she twitched her little nose, dragging a frosty rose in her hands.

Jian Mingshu: "Here. Is this your precious rose?"

This ice crystal rose fell on Wu Shuyang's palm.

"...Leave in a hurry. I don't know if I left something halfway. If I hadn't seen you, wouldn't your trip be in vain? Let's see if you take me with you next time."

Wu Shuyang lowered his eyes and stared at the flower.After getting it back, he didn't look very happy, even a little depressed: "It doesn't matter anymore. The wish I want, it can't achieve."

Ming Shu lightly picked up the rose, and carefully looked at it for a week: "It's pretty pretty. Who is so thoughtful, to pray with a rose..."

Wu Shuyang raised his eyes and looked at him carefully.

I don't know if it was because last night made them more intimate, how he sees Ming Shu now, how he feels pleasing to the eye.His curly hair is natural, his light brown eyes express affection, his fair shoulders and neck are covered by his collar, and his beautiful fingertips hold the ice crystal rose, making him look whiter and cleaner.

The other party noticed his gaze, and the rose hit his heart.

Wu Shuyang took the rose, raised his eyes and happened to bump into Ming Shu's smile: "What are you thinking about? If you can't achieve one, just make a wish that can be achieved."

Wu Shuyang was silent.

Ming Shu rubbed his arms a little, and looked around: "Where did so much ice come from here? It's obviously not that cold."

Wu Shuyang: "..."

Ming Shu suddenly discovered something, he walked to one side of the ice crystal, casually folded his cuffs, and with his forearm bare, he rummaged through the ice and snow for something.

The cold soon made his arms a layer of crimson.

"I'll help you." Wu Shuyang pulled him away.

"No, look—"

It was Hazelnut, and he was trembling all over, dazed with cold.Ming Shu warmed him up with his hands: "It's a pity that my hands are also cold. This little guy, he followed Allen before, why did he end up here?"

Wu Shuyang remained silent.

Not knowing if it was because of the cold, Ming Shu suddenly turned his head and coughed.

"what happened?"

Ming Shu didn't look back, but waved his hand at him.

"Is it a hundred thousand blood?"

Covering his mouth and nose, coughing uncontrollably, he shook his head reluctantly, signaling him not to worry.

It is one hundred thousand blood.

Wu Shuyang was almost certain.

He gently caressed Ming Shu's back heart.He felt the coldness of Ming Shu's body, and felt that every time he coughed, it affected his whole body.

Ming Shu was trying to be brave again.

That is the evil of 10 people for hundreds of years.Bran, who was a demon and a druid, couldn't survive the [-] blood.

His current ordinary body is all based on willpower.It is only a matter of time before he can't bear it and is swallowed by these filthy blood.

Wu Shuyang squeezed his cloak tightly.

The sound of Mingshu's cough almost twisted Wu Shuyang's heart together.His thin shoulders were trembling, and every sound pierced his heart and lungs.But he tried his best to tilt his head to cover himself, while protecting the acorn with his left hand over his heart, so as not to disturb the little guy.

Wu Shuyang took off his cloak as usual and pulled him closer.

He looked carefully at the extremely gentle person in front of him.

Some drops of water hung from the corners of Mingshu's eyes, forming tiny ice crystals.The tip of his nose was red from the cold, looking pitiful and cute, but the place where his heart was, the lava-like blood, still showed some luster through the material of the clothes.

Ming Shu almost couldn't stand up.He was dressed too thinly and didn't have a good rest.He just came back from Samsara Town, and followed the matter of Concentric Circle Castle, and now, regardless of his care, he followed all the way here.

Wu Shuyang helped him breathe along, and at this moment, he put some weight on Shu Yang.

Snow falls silently.

He supported Ming Shu's shoulders and sat on the snow, watching him coughing so painfully that he was suffering so much, but he was helpless except to comfort him.

After a long time, Ming Shu finally recovered from the endless coughing and took a few deep breaths.

Acorn is still comatose.

Ming Shu cautiously put this little guy into his pocket, it was really terribly cold, when it got close to his body, Ming Shu shrank subconsciously.

The cough that had just subsided, came back again.

Wu Shuyang squeezed Ming Shu's shoulders tightly.

"Mingshu, let's escape to a far, far away place together, okay?"

Ming Shu didn't understand Wu Shuyang's weird question.

"Why run away?"

"If there is no tomorrow."

Ming Shu touched his forehead, and he looked sideways at Shu Yang, amused by his serious look: "I don't even have a fever."

"I said if."

"But we escaped, what about Youtian, Shenying, Jewelry, Meng Changle and the others? And...where can we escape to? Moreover, if there is no tomorrow, if it is me, it is better than just leaving the two of us alone." It's not as good as if we all stayed together until the end."

yes.Ming Shu is different from himself, and even more different from before.Now he has his own family and friends, he has his own concerns, and even if he wants...he can have his own whole world.

And myself, but only...

There was a strange pain in his heart, and he couldn't even tell if it was the pain caused by the poison of the real number, or because of his own mood.

"Xue is so gentle." Ming Shu's voice came from the side.

Snow is so indifferent.

Obviously it's the end.

"Shu Yang, why don't you speak?"

Wu Shuyang shook his head slightly: "I was just thinking about your answer just now."

His Ming Shu never needed any prayer roses.

Ming Shu is omnipotent, omniscient and radiant, all he needs to do is to call back that powerful god.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing." Wu Shuyang lowered his head, his long eyelashes cast a thick shadow, "I was just thinking...you really would choose this way."

Satin-like ice crystals were on the side, and the ground was covered with snow. Wu Shuyang leaned forward and kissed him gently.

The cold made Ming Shu's cheeks turn red, making him very cute.

This is a person who is entangled with his fate and soul, and is willing to feed himself with his own blood and soul.It is the person he wants to imprison, plunder, and possess.

But he can't.

Ming Shu's light will never belong to anyone.

He recalled Ming Shu's fragrance, when he kissed his lips, the touch was so soft, but it kept tugging at his heart.

His fingertips touched Ming Shu's lips.

"What are you doing?" Ming Shu smiled and avoided, "Are you so confused?"

Wu Shuyang tore off a piece of his cloak, and lightly covered Mingshu's eyes.

Ming Shu trusted in every possible way, he touched the familiar soft texture, and smiled warmly: "What kind of trick is this time?"

Shu Yang hugged him tightly.

From behind Mingshu, he pulled out the fragile rose.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the flower quietly.

——I like you very much.I would give my life for you.

——Let me be selfish one last time, let me die in your arms, let you love me deeply, hate me deeply, and there is no way to erase my traces from your life.

"What are you doing?" Ming Shu asked with a smile.

Shu Yang didn't speak for a long time, just hugged him quietly.

If he can't guarantee Ming Shu's happiness, indeed, he can just change to a simpler wish.

"Come back, Mingshu."

Wu Shuyang closed his eyes and gently kissed the rose.

——If possible, I hope to go back in time and stop forever on the day when the Atlantic Ocean is sunset.

This sentence made Ming Shu feel a little strange, and the smile gradually froze on his face.

"Shu Yang?"

Flowers shatter into ice crystals.

"My soul belongs to you forever."

A faint kiss fell on the cheek.Suddenly Ming Shu's arms were empty.

"Shu Yang?"

He froze for a moment, then felt strangely in the air, but there was no one there.

"—Wu Shuyang?"

No one responded.

Even the sound of snow falling was so clear.

"My patience is limited—"

He looked around for a while, but there was still no sound from the other party. "Wu Shuyang!"

He tore off the ribbon.

Thousands of miles of snow, the earth is a piece of white.It's just that there is no longer the person who wanted to take him away with him just now.

Wu Shuyang's cloak was still on his shoulders, gently protecting Mingshu.

As for the Wan Gui Yin, it disappeared in the snow.

The author has something to say: The author has something to say:

[1] The soldier with Yin met the living person in Pingdu Hospital: Chapter 22 "Failed to Break through the Level", and he met Baomeng who was passing by

Thank you Jianghe - the nutrient solution for irrigation~

Thanks for today's nutrient solution, let me talk about the relationship between self-disclosure and attachment styles.

Self-disclosure, which is opening up, is one of the indicators of intimacy.A sincere confession can be rewarded emotionally, thereby increasing the synchronicity of two people.

As mentioned in the previous remarks, there are four types of attachment types, most of which are related to growth experiences and childhood encounters.

Uncle Ming is obviously a peaceful, stable and safe type. He is more inclined to express himself with close people. In the process of expressing himself, once he starts, he will be more enthusiastic and willing to communicate.You can look through the previous chapters 77-78. Uncle Ming is very willing to communicate with the sheep and sheep, and even wants to enhance the intimacy between the two through self-disclosure.The problem is that Uncle Ming made a mistake here—interrupting the self-disclosure of counting sheep and sheep.

Counting sheep and sheep used to be an alienated type, the world has nothing to do with me, indifferent, independent, and difficult to empathize with, this is still involved until now-for example, he cannot understand the fear of cutting out his heart.But the other side of being cold-blooded is pitiful, which is a manifestation of a complex personality. As far as I am concerned, I am more sympathetic.

After meeting Uncle Ming, he changed from the alienating type to the fearful type. He will be afraid of being abandoned, worry about gains and losses, possessive, and have a deep fear of harm in intimate relationships (afraid of hurting the other person, so when he finds Qing When the traces of Yang Xinkou, even feel guilty and self-blaming to the point of wanting to self-destruct).

The fearful counting sheep was originally passive and silent in terms of self-disclosure. At the same time, when he was influenced and took the initiative to confess himself, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Uncle Ming who had eaten Qingyang's jealousy.Rejection from intimacy deepens the fear of self-disclosure.

Maybe seeing this, some people don't understand counting sheep and sheep, and think why they don't make it clear, why don't they cry.He seemed to be silent about everything, lightly, making up his own mind.

This is his character trait, and his character is determined by his childhood encounters. He is indeed silent and not good at communicating, but this trait makes him independent and smart.But there is no way to discuss this matter. I think there are two other reasons: he doesn't want to embarrass Mingshu, and at the same time, he hopes that Mingshu will remember himself thoroughly and never forget.

I still remember that counting sheep and sheep has been mentioned many times, and I think Ming Shu should care more about himself. In Chapter 94 "Cleanliness", Uncle Ming wakes up, full of Heyou, Samsara Town, and other worlds, which makes him very sad.He felt that his weight and low position in Ming Shu's heart was very low.

Therefore, on the one hand, he is forced to (he must die when Ming Shu returns); on the other hand, he is willing (he is willing to give up his life); Sacrifice, Ming Shu will never forget him no matter what, and to Ming Shu, he is not just a passing passerby.

Finally, I want to say that this article is really a HE, don’t abandon the article, don’t fatten me up (humble)