Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

"Can you... take care of yourself."

"I'm fine. I'm fine."

Wu Shuyang didn't speak.With the setting sun behind his back, his whole body is drowned in the shadows, making him appear particularly elusive.

Ming Shu forcibly struggled to get up, but in the end only his shoulders moved feebly.

"Don't move." Wu Shuyang pressed his shoulder, the movement was not heavy, but it was obviously unquestionable.

"...and Yu..."

Now he understood the other party's emotions.Wu Shuyang was angry.

He was silent for a while without speaking.

"It seems that I should really lock you up." Wu Shuyang seemed to be talking, but more like talking to himself.

"Isn't it because of your random mind control?"

Jian Mingshu lay under the quilt, releasing his anger extremely rarely.

In fact, he is a person who can control his emotions very well. He can even divide his anger into parts and completely separate him from his life and behavior.

He didn't know why, when he met Wu Shuyang, it was rare for him to stop controlling himself and be a little presumptuous.

The other party is silent.

After a while, Wu Shuyang's tone softened.

He obeyed Ming Shu's wishes and began to confess: "The bottom line brought Tianshen to the front line to find me. They said that there are many demon spirits on the island in front of Shimen—maybe someone deliberately ambushed them. Their situation is not too big. Great, but it’s nothing serious, someone is taking care of you now, so you don’t have to worry, Heyou.”

He opened his palm, and inside was a translucent bead, which seemed to be surrounded by white mist: "I only collected these. His blood is gone."

Jian Mingshu closed his eyes.

Blood... He tried to separate when changing the rules of Samsara Town, but failed.

In the bell tower, the blood collected by Druid Bran had already condensed, forming a chaos, the most primitive evil.And he has always been tortured by these blood, in fact, he has already reached the end of his life.

Fortunately, there is a spirit, maybe after returning home, he can find a soul to make a fake body like Yingzhu.

The next second he became a little apprehensive.He didn't know if Heyou himself was willing to be resurrected, or even... in this form.Originally, he was very concerned about his weirdness.

"Is it because you didn't intend to tell me if I didn't ask?" Wu Shuyang sat with his back to the light, his tone was like the cold water melting in the middle of the night, inexplicably unavoidable.

Jian Mingshu lowered her gaze with some guilt, and slipped into the quilt quietly, only revealing her beautiful eyes.

The quilt was completely lifted.

Then came the cloak that wrapped him.

Then there are the ragged shirts.

Jian Mingshu's whole body was sore, but he still pulled out a bit of strength, pinched the other's domineering wrist, raised his eyes and glared at him angrily.He didn't say a word, and he didn't have much strength, but he still planned to use his self-esteem and determination to fight against the opponent's dominance.

His resistance was very weak.The opponent only needed one finger to break free, but Wu Shuyang didn't break free.

"In the bell tower, what happened?" He didn't continue to open his clothes.

When Ming Shu was in a coma and he was scrubbing him briefly, he had already noticed something strange.

Two days ago, he hugged this perfect body in the fragrant water mist; one day ago, he saw the morning light on the sea refracted on his skin, giving off a pearly luster.

But now, his body was covered with wounds and thorns, and there was a huge crack in his heart, like a land that had been ravaged by lava.

What made Wu Shuyang even more worrying was that there was a bulging black mist in the scar on his heart.Even Wu Shuyang felt extreme resentment and evil when he touched it, and even almost drew out his evil part.

"Nothing." He lowered his eyes.

Suddenly, Ming Shu seemed to remember something, he immediately stared at Wu Shuyang and asked: "Samsara Town, you didn't do anything, did you?"

Seeing Wu Shuyang's first reaction: Samsara Town might suffer.He couldn't say why, but he subconsciously felt so.

So he said "no".

However, having said that, he was not sure whether the other party would listen to him.He felt that whether he wanted his opinion or asked for it, the other party always ignored him and only listened to what he wanted to hear.

Wu Shuyang didn't answer.

He looked at the person lying on the bed for a while.His world is very big, and his heart is also big, filled with thousands of rivers and mountains, ancient and modern times, flowers, birds, insects and fish, natural landscapes, the world of the underworld, and the original fairyland. He couldn't find Ming Shu's own position, let alone his own.

"Wu Shuyang?"

Having not heard the full name for a long time, Wu Shuyang raised his eyes and looked at him: "What do you think I will do?"

Jian Mingshu pursed his lips, he looked a little nervous, but he didn't know if he was nervous about the current topic, or because Wu Shuyang was a little out of control.

He saw Wu Shuyang lowered his head slightly, no thought could be read in his indifferent eyes.

"Perhaps in your opinion, I am indeed pure evil, and I am indeed not worth mentioning."

He let go of the hand holding Jian Mingshu's skirt, gently wrapped him in the cloak, and covered him with the warm cup again.

Wu Shuyang pushed open the door and went out.

The heavy door closed, but the heavy closing sound seemed to hit Ming Shu's heart.

The last ray of the setting sun faded away, and the whole room was shrouded in cold colors.

Lying on the bed, he forced himself to pay attention to the structure of the shelf above the bed, the texture of the draperies, and the jumbled details.He didn't want to admit that his mind was in a mess and he didn't even know where to start.

Wu Shuyang's departure obviously aggravated this emotion.

He recalled the conversation just now, and it seemed that the incident started when he blamed the other party for his mind control.

No, probably earlier.

Ever since he woke up, Wu Shuyang felt very strange.

The gentle and elegant atmosphere of the previous few days was gone, and he was as distant as a cold mountain in a winter night, unreachable and indifferent.

Maybe he was blaming himself for following up in another world?

This is absolutely innocent.In the end, he realized that it was the black deer that had brought him closer to Samsara Town, because he expected that he would no longer be able to resist the blood and was looking for a successor.

Before the crack world died, Black Deer told him that the more people he tried, the more blood in Samsara Town would accumulate.Up to now, he has tried more than [-] people, accumulated a full [-] copies of pure evil, and locked them in his own space-time rift—the bell tower.

One hundred thousand copies of evil devoured his will and invaded his body, and his time was numbered.

It so happened that at this time, he met Jian Mingshu on the island.

A man with notable qualifications as a druid.

A person who might be able to reverse the town of reincarnation.

Heilu couldn't wait, and even made his intentions obvious.From the very beginning, he deliberately manipulated the monster, paying attention to the opponent's every move.

The first level, the house of horrors, is to test the courage to go against the current; the second level, the workhouse, is to test the hope under many difficulties; the debate in front of the bell tower is actually the third test and balance; and the fourth level, he once He misunderstood the other party's intentions, and really thought that Heilu was a demon who tortured others first, and then placed cakes under their noses to tempt them wantonly.

Even when he was pierced all over, trapped in the thorn bushes, in pain and helpless, the negative temptation of the black deer made him uncontrollably disgusted and disgusted.

In the end, he resisted the temptation of the fourth level and ushered in the death of being buried alive.

But if it were not for all of these, there would be no Nirvana afterwards.

These five levels are the method used by the ancient druid sect to select successors.Including the last level, buried alive.This kind of demise is not the end in the traditional sense, but detachment and nirvana.Only those who successfully awaken from being buried alive will be reborn and become druids.

He remembered the last sentence he said before entering the bell tower: "Deliberately tempting others to pursue power and rights is pure evil—"

After that, Black Deer burst into a wave of extreme resentment.

It seems that for a demon who wants to be good, the words "you are pure evil" really hurt.

rude.Very arbitrary and very rude.

He closed his eyes wearily.

The druid's five-fold trial tortured his body, and the revision of the rules in Samsara Town tortured his soul, and now——

The whole house seemed especially silent.

Wu Shuyang's determination to turn around and leave tortured his emotions again.

When he closed his eyes, his eyelids were a little hot, even a little acid that was hard to melt away.A few days ago, he thought that the other party was someone who resonated with him, but now, it was only a day or two, and the distance was suddenly pulled far away.

He didn't even understand why the other party was angry and hurt, and what he said made him feel intolerable, so he turned and left.

The wooden door opened slightly.

"Shu Yang?"

The curtains obscured his vision, and he couldn't see who was walking in.

"Hey."

A little head appeared on the edge of the bed, it was mistletoe.

Seeing Jian Mingshu, she was a little shy, gathered up her green leaf skirt, and covered the lower half of her face in embarrassment, but her small mung bean-like eyes were still looking at the pretty beauty on the bed.

"Why are you here."

Jian Mingshu wanted to stretch out his hand to poke him, but found that he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.He had to change to a smile.

The little mistletoe gracefully twirled around. At first, Jian Mingshu didn't understand what she meant, but later he realized that she was showing off the fruit on her skirt.

Delicate and glamorous, with dew hanging, it looks very pleasant.

"It's nice. It's nice."

Jian Mingshu praised.

Mistletoe suddenly froze in the air, she looked serious, and looked carefully into Jian Mingshu's eyes.

She spread her wings, flew to Jian Ming's cheek, and gently stroked his brow with a green leaf.Jian Mingshu felt his brows turn cold, other than that, there was nothing unusual.He saw a silver antler mark in the eyes of the little fairy.

"--how?"

Mistletoe first covered her mouth in surprise, stepped back a few steps, and then smiled.She gracefully pulled up her green leaf skirt and bowed respectfully to Jian Mingshu.

And the delicate and beautiful mistletoe fruits on her body were also picked off, held in both hands, and presented to Jian Mingshu.

Jian Mingshu shook his head: "You keep it. You look good in it."

Mistletoe waved to him and began to gesture.

She is divided into two roles, one standing with a green branch poked on her head, and the other kneeling humbly, making a sacrificial gesture.

This time Jian Mingshu understood: "You know?"

Mistletoe nodded.

"why?"

She nodded between her eyebrows, and compared the green branch marks on her head.

"So, I'm now your half-officer?"

Mistletoe nodded shyly and twirled in the air.

"I'm honored to have such a lovely subordinate." Jian Mingshu said softly with a smile on his face.

Little Mistletoe couldn't bear it at the moment, she immediately fluttered her wings and flew straight towards the long window, like a small bullet soaring into the sky, without paying attention, it slammed into the carved glass with a bang.

"...It's okay."

Little Mistletoe turned her head and gave him a timid look, and a little blush appeared on her face again. She adjusted her posture and flew out of the window again.

She wanted to tell the remaining fairy sisters that the archdruid had returned.Not only did she hope to return, but this archdruid was also the most beautiful one she had seen in such a long time.

"In a hurry."

Although the little guy didn't understand the language, it was like a ray of wind, blowing away the depression in his heart.

He felt a lot more relaxed.

Squeak.

The carved wooden door was gently pushed open again.

"Let me guess, who is it this time? Hazelnut!"

A white hand lifted the heavy curtain, revealing the visitor with a silver tray.It's Wu Shuyang.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the nutrient solution irrigated by NGC4038~ Today is very healthy, like it!

Thank you for today's nutrient solution, what can I say, let me think about it, let me say something fun.

In the early 20th century, in the wilderness of Moscow, there was a huge explosion on the Tunguska River. The bright light burned up the households, livestock, etc. dozens of kilometers away, and it changed rapidly.His shining figure can be seen hundreds of kilometers away, even turning day and night upside down.All the visions lasted for two months before returning to normal.

Does it feel like reading a science fiction novel?

This is a real thing, called the "Tunguska explosion".

At first, everyone thought it was an ordinary thing passing by and hitting the earth. It was not until digging that there were no craters in the area, and there were not even any traces left by the impact, and there were no debris.It even seemed to explode out of thin air and disappear out of thin air.

There are many explanations and conjectures about the Tunguska explosion, but no conclusion has been reached so far.Why do I have to spend so much effort to say this, because this is one of the settings of this article, and you will see me talking about it later (laughing and crying

No one should have guessed this?But I'm worried that some people are spoiler-averse, so I won't say it for now.

The Tunguska explosion is one of the sources of inspiration.

Nature, the world, is so unpredictable.

Thank you all for watching (bow

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Uncle Ming: I'm not sure if Shu Yang will listen to me

Audience: No, what misunderstanding do you have about severe wife control...

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Counting sheep and sheep: My wife blew me up! !I'm jumping from here!Die outside!I will never bow my head! !

(after a little while)

Counting sheep and sheep: My wife, I am back... (Counseling

Those who are favored are confident (laughing and crying

There will be a sweet interaction tomorrow!