Everyone thinks that he is a genius

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have agreed to Zhuma to do some cosplay, if I didn't agree to him, I wouldn't play Minghua Shangxian, if I didn't play Minghua Shangxian, I would Not here."

Full of tears, Su Yu choked with sobs and folded his hands together, repenting to the sky.

The background is the blue fluorescent light emitted by Feng Shuang tirelessly, which makes Su Yu look very ethereal, as if he is about to soar.

God, earth, what kind of bad luck did Su Yu suffer?Others want to time travel, either time travel to become the protagonist, or travel to become cannon fodder counterattack. All in all, I can sort of improve the favorability of the character that I have always been YY. Get on the body of his male god.

No, no, he was still too naive. At first, he thought he had become a male god, and when he was secretly saddened that the male god was no longer there, the black mist that covered his face just now taught him a lesson——

Didn't he dress up as a male god! ! !

It's the heart demon who robbed the male god of his body and finally caused the male god to fall! ! !

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The previous black mist has dissipated, or it has been completely swallowed up by Su Yu and turned into his own use. Su Yu is no longer the original appearance of Minghua Shangxian: the hair crown on his head is gone, the black silk shawl, and the two sideburns are different. A strand of long hair was braided together with a red headband at the back of the head; the white-bottomed blue-patterned robe became a tight-fitting and exquisite black dress, with weird red patterns embroidered from the hem to the top.

His facial features have not changed, and he still has the appearance of Ming Hua Shangxian, but there is a bright red mark at the end of the eyes, which abruptly brings out the inexplicable charm and passion from the original pair of eyes that are as cold as cold stars. It also turned into dark red vertical pupils, squinting, like a nine-tailed fox in the dark, hiding behind its furry tail and narrowing its slender fox eyes towards its prey.

Even if it's unintentional, people can't help but have a charming mind wandering in circles in their stomachs.

And these hands, which used to be as white as jade, with a little pink on the round fingertips; now the tips of the ten fingers are shining with a faint blue light, and they stretch out their fingers casually...

The vermilion gave Su Yu such an itchy charm, and the jet black cast a layer of evil on this charm.

...Don't ask Su Yu how he knows what he looks like now.

This is a sad story.

Obviously he is a hot and honest person! ! !

How did it become a fox, raccoon, and spirit (inner demon)? !

Su Yu was almost turning gray with his own worry.

Firstly, it was because of the above reasons, and secondly, he didn't know how to face Minghua's senior brother.

When he was still wearing the appearance of Minghua, he didn't speak, and he could be fooled to some extent; now his appearance has changed, and he has become such an image of a bad teenager. The empty blue blasted into slag.

Can't help thinking about the top ten tortures in the Qing Dynasty.

Couldn't help shivering.

It would be great if it changed back, Su Yu thought with a bitter face.

As if sensing Su Yu's thoughts, the black mist that had dissipated before appeared out of nowhere, and quickly gathered towards Su Yu like a tide, enveloping him from head to toe, and then retreated suddenly.

It took only a blink of an eye to come and go, and Su Yu hadn't reacted yet.

Looking down, it has been changed back, with white wide sleeves and a cold jade hair crown.

Ok?

One-click dressup?

Touching his chin thoughtfully, Su Yu snapped his fingers excitedly, and did it again according to his own feeling. Sure enough, as before, after the black mist cleared, he turned back into the appearance of a demon .

Oh~~I see.

He smiled and said to Feng Shuang: "Well, how about I make a magic trick for you?"

Feng Shuang: "..."

white.

"Om-"

black.

"Om-"

And white clothes.

"Om-"

And black.

"Om-"

Feng Shuang was so frightened that she shook like a sieve.

After teasing Feng Shuang enough, Su Yu changed back into his white clothes and said, "Feng Shuang, how dare you—" Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly. Su Yu suddenly lost consciousness, closed his eyes tightly, and fell backwards.

"Om—" Seeing the master fell to the ground, Feng Shuang was a little puzzled, floated in front of the master, tapped the master's shoulder with the hilt of his sword, but got no response.

Master, what's the matter?

"Om-"

"Hua'er, don't blame me..."

"Minghua, calm down... Get rid of distracting thoughts..."

"Heart Demon..."

While meditating, countless miscellaneous words swirled around his body, and Minghua gradually felt a little powerless.

who are you?

What are you talking about?

Master?

Also, who is calling me?

The mind was shaken, and a dazzling light hit.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Minghua found himself in a strange world: people walking on the road were talking and laughing, men all had short hair, while women were dressed so...revealingly.

His face was slightly red, Ming Hua turned his face away, he said, don't look at evil.

On the other gray road, there was an iron box speeding past, the speed was extremely fast, and after a while, only the back was seen.

Where is this place?

After hesitating for a moment, Minghua walked down the path under his feet.

"Su Yu—" The girl in a floral skirt ran past, happily running to a man in white and black pants.

The man in white turned his head and nodded to the girl in the floral dress.

Although his face was blurred, Minghua stopped, watched him, and watched him talk to the girl. For some reason, he felt a palpitation in his heart.

The whole world suddenly froze, then shattered and turned into darkness.

Being in the darkness again, Minghua remained calm and his eyes were far away, as if seeing another sky through the darkness.

Under his gaze, the night slowly became brighter, and above nothingness turned into a bright moon, dotted with stars.

Minghua stood below, mobilizing his spiritual power, and the blue fluorescent ice and snow spiritual power gathered from all around, jumping around him.

With a wave of his sleeve, the small piece he was stepping on quickly spread around him, and the pure white snowflakes whizzed towards him, and everything he passed was covered with frost.

When everything calmed down, Minghua was standing on the cliff of the snow-capped mountain, with the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

This is his sea of ​​consciousness.

Looking down quietly on the edge of the cliff, just like countless times before, there are still jagged mountains and endless snowy seas below...

Except for a little red light at the foot of the farthest mountain.

When did the sea of ​​consciousness change?

Minghua looked at the light from a distance, pursed his lips, and a layer of doubt floated in his cold eyes.After hesitating for a while, he finally jumped off the cliff.

Accustomed to being alone in the quiet and peaceful snow-capped mountains, suddenly there is a touch of light, and the taste is very wonderful.

Walking towards the bright light, a series of deep footprints spread out in the snow. Even though his feet had long been unconscious, Minghua still looked like a lonely snow wolf with firm eyes.

Maybe it's because it's really lonely.

This is his sea of ​​consciousness, just like him, there is only ice and snow, however, now, he sees emerald green.

The place where the light is located is a small courtyard with a fence made of green bamboo, and there is a shallow pond inside, and fireflies are flying above it.

A delicate and small lantern hangs from the eaves. This is the light that Ming Hua saw.

Different from the ice and snow outside, the green bamboo in the small courtyard is full of greenery, distant and elegant, and it is a midsummer night scene.

Staring at the lantern for a moment, Ming Hua moved a little closer to the bamboo fence.

The innermost one is a small bamboo hut. From where Minghua stands, one can only see the screen inside, and there is a faint shadow of a person lying on the couch.

This person must be the owner of this place.

Minghua thought.

Inexplicably, there was one more person in the sea of ​​consciousness. No matter which monk it is, it should be like facing an enemy, but Ming Hua felt calm and even looked forward to it.

I put my hand lightly on the door of the bamboo fence and exerted a little force, but found that I couldn't push the small door open.

It seems that the master does not allow it.

Taking a few steps back, Minghua took a deep look at the entire courtyard, then turned and left.

A blizzard hit suddenly, and Minghua's figure disappeared into the vastness of the sky.

Beyond the sea of ​​consciousness, there is a small cave.

When Minghua woke up, he was quite surprised that he was lying beside Jingxin Lake.

And if Feng Shuang beside him could be personified, crying with joy would be the most appropriate description.

Stopping Feng Shuang from touching, Ming Hua stood up, smoothed the folds on the skirt, and asked Feng Shuang, "Why am I here?"

Feng Shuang circled around him.

Ming Hua was silent for a moment, then took Feng Shuang back into his body.

Then he was attracted by the books at his feet.

Ming Hua recognized that these books were all the books he read when he was young.He casually picked up a book that was unfolding, opened the folded pages, and found that there was a sentence drawn with a Chinese ink brush——

The sage forgets his love, and the worst thing is not as good as his love; the most important thing for love is our generation.