After the Krypton Gold overturned in the love game

Meiguangyuan knew that he was asleep.

He saw a golden butterfly radiating light.The butterfly's wings were already full of cracks, and it was struggling to fly, as if it would fall at any time.Mingguangyuan realized later that this was the item he bought from the system.

Mingguangyuan followed the butterfly forward.

The surroundings were pitch black, and after his eyes adapted to the darkness, he could see the surrounding environment clearly with the faint light of the butterfly wings.

This is a dilapidated building, the walls inside the building are covered with graffiti, and there are a lot of blood splattered on the walls, which have turned black.

Mingguangyuan touched his arm and walked forward when he heard a voice.He couldn't tell what the sound was, but Meiguangyuan only felt that the sound was extremely terrifying, just looking at it made his hair stand on end.

Caught off guard, after passing a corner, Mingguangyuan saw a scene like hell.

The interior of the building is densely packed with all kinds of spell spirits. The number of these spell spirits is so large that Meiguangyuan subconsciously took a step back.

He tried to gather the spell power - but failed.Mingguangyuan's hand passed through these curse spirits, and the butterfly hovered in the center of these curse spirits, as if eager to show him the most central thing of the curse spirits.

Meiguangyuan plucked up the courage to pass through these slimy curse spirits.Although he has no entity, Mingguangyuan felt as if he had really encountered these curse spirits. His spirit was tense, and the negative emotions from the curse spirits almost overwhelmed him.

Human purgatory.

The golden butterfly always led the way not far in front of Mingguangyuan, and Mingguangyuan moved step by step to the center of the curse spirit.

Surrounded by the curse spirit was a young man, one of the young man's hands was tied with a chain, probably to prevent him from escaping, and the other end of the chain was connected to a wall not far away.The boy's black hair was stained with blood, and the blood had solidified and stuck to his scalp in a mess.

That is the Buddhist monastery Shier.

Mingguangyuan knew that he was in the Zenyuan Shier's memory. He couldn't touch the other party, so he could only stand beside the boy, watching the blood dripping from the boy's body without saying a word, and blooming into a flower of flesh and blood on the ground. .

The young Shi'er's face is a little pale. He is still growing, and he has not yet acquired a body that will be so strong that no one can match in the future, nor does he have enough combat experience. He is not even old enough to fight, and his eyes are full of immaturity.

The young Shi Er was seriously injured. He stared straight at the curse spirits around him. His exposed skin was more or less covered with wounds. The scariest thing was the wound that landed on the corner of his lips.

The wound healing speed brought by Shiertian and the curse could not stop the bleeding from the wound, which is probably the origin of the scar he saw at the corner of Shier's mouth.

The young Shier was probably very tired, the light in his eyes dimmed little by little.His body was shaking, as if he was about to fall in the next second.

But even then, he forced himself to stand up.

Chanyuan home is hell.

This is hell too.

He seems to be just wandering in hell, pointlessly tossing from one hell to another, never redeemed.

"It would be great if I could become a curse spirit."

When Mingguangyuan heard the young man say this, he felt that his eyes were a little watery, but he resisted the urge to shed tears, and instead stretched out his hand to Zenyuan Shier.

He hugged the young Shier vainly, embraced this phantom from the past.

At that moment, the butterfly hovering beside Mingguangyuan shattered and melted into glittering light spots, scattered on Mingguangyuan's body.

The prop's time limit is up.

When Mingguangyuan woke up, he still couldn't react.It was as if it was just a dream. At first, these dreams were clearly remembered, but after a while, the only thing Meiguangyuan could remember was Shier in his boyhood standing amidst the blood.

Seeing that Mingguangyuan was in a daze, Chanyuan Shier suddenly called out Mingguangyuan's attention: "Are you awake?"

Mingguangyuan shrank into a ball, still not recovering from the emotion in the dream.Then he heard Zenyuan Shier sneer, and the man said in a lazy tone: "I don't know what you dreamed about..."

As soon as he mentioned the word "dream", Mingguangyuan felt uncomfortable again.

Then, Mingguangyuan's chin was pinched by Zenyuan Shier, forcing him to turn his head to look at his clothes.The position of Shi'er's chest, the dark clothes were soaked with unknown water stains.

There was a smile in Zenyuan Shier's voice: "Can you explain?"

Mingguangyuan touched the corner of his mouth at a fast speed, and the saliva from the corner of his mouth seemed to have been wiped clean on Shi'er's clothes.

Mingguangyuan was in a hurry to take off Shier's wet clothes, and before he touched Zenyuan Shier, he saw the subtle expression on the other side.

Zenyuan Shier said: "It's still daytime, are you in such a hurry?"

Mingguangyuan paused for taking off his clothes, and in the next second, his cheeks were blushing, and he immediately reacted: "What terrible things are you thinking about!"

Zenyuan Shier put on an innocent look: "I haven't done anything yet, isn't it you, a pervert, who wants to take off my clothes?"

Mingguangyuan was ashamed and annoyed: "What nonsense are you talking about! I just drool..."

Zenyuan Shier propped his head to see Mingguangyuan's reaction with great interest: "It turns out that you drool when you fall asleep."

Only then did Mingguangyuan realize that he had been tricked by Shier.He picked up the pillow and threw it at Zenyuan Shier without hesitation.

Zenyuan didn't even bother to hide, the lover in front of him seemed to have completely forgotten the dream just now, just throwing the pillow, not seeing any sadness when he just woke up, he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Zenyuan Shier glanced at the clothes on his body.

Water stains on clothes are not drool at all.

I don't know what this guy dreamed about, he kept crying in his dream.In order to cheer up Mingguangyuan, Shi Er deliberately said something that made him angry——

Now it seems that this method seems to be a bit too effective.

Mingguangyuan didn't have much strength to throw the pillow. To him, it was almost as heavy as a feather falling on his body.

Zenyuan Shier was distracted by pretending to be hurt by a soft pillow to win sympathy, trying to trick his lover into a kiss.But Mingguangyuan was not fooled at all. When he was tired of throwing pillows, he sat in a corner and played games by himself. Chanyuan Shier leaned over to use him as a pillow and watched his horse racing live broadcast.

In such a drowsy afternoon, Zenyuan Shier suddenly thought of the past.

At that time, he was very young and didn't have the powerful fighting skills he has today, but he was thrown into the pile of curse spirits by the group of people from the Buddhist monastery.He escaped several times, but what he got was a more tragic end——

He was locked in the magic spirit by the magic tool.

That group of people believed that people would burst out with powerful potential in times of crisis, and when the Chanyuan Shier was able to use the magic power, the chain-shaped magic tool would naturally be undone.

In the end, even Shier in the Chanyuan was not able to untie the spell.

He didn't have a trace of magic power on him, so he couldn't exorcise the magic spirit.But the magic tool is an exception. The magic tool has been mixed with enough magic power during the birth process, which is enough for the sky and the cursed him to exorcise the curse spirit in front of him.

The chains that trapped him were a kind of magic equipment, and correspondingly, they also possessed the characteristics that could harm the magic spirit.

When he was a boy, he didn't have enough strength to deal with the counter-killing of the curse spirits when they were dying. He could only kill with one blow.So he hurt himself, and the blood dripped on the ground, attracting the curse spirits around him.

He was wrapped in a curse spirit.

The young Shier didn't feel scared, and he didn't feel any pain.

The negative emotions of conjurers brought them sufficient spell power, and the negative emotions of ordinary people would give birth to spell spirits, but for him, who was nothing, negative emotions brought him only increasing hatred.

He will live on, all the pain that the Chanyuan family gave him instead of fate, there will always be a moment of repayment.

Then the Chanyuan saw a golden butterfly.

The butterfly hovered within the curse spirit and suddenly shattered.The scale powder from the butterfly's wings scattered on his body. At that moment, the young Zenyuan Shier felt that it was like a hug.

Just when he was thinking this way, it seemed that someone really hugged him.

The young Shier originally only understood anger and hatred, but at the moment of receiving this hug, he understood the feeling of sadness.

People who have never been loved never pray for warmth.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that maybe one day, he could also obtain a beam of light as thin as a spider's silk.Then along this light, he will crawl out of hell.