After saving the world, I became a heartthrob

"Father, are we leaving like this?" He Jiao turned his head reluctantly.

"If you don't want to leave, you can stay." The six sons smiled.

He Jiao pursed his lips and ignored him.Looking eagerly at He Chan, he asked, "Father, where are we going now?"

"Go back to Pingyuan Town." In the end, He Chan decided to return to Pingyuan Town. The place itself is very remote, with little traffic, and there is usually a strange face that everyone in the town knows.

It is said that the most dangerous place is the safest place, even Ji Wuchang did not expect him to go back.

Now that the location has been decided, all that remains is to hurry.

But on the way, an unexpected discovery caught his attention.

"Liu Zi is driving, I'll go in and rest for a while." He Chan entered the carriage from the front, and before he could close his eyes, Liu Zi squeezed in.

"...Didn't I let you drive?"

"He Jiu said he wanted to try."

"He said try it, so let him try it. How old is he? If you let him drive, you won't be afraid that he will drive the car into a ditch." After He Chan finished speaking speechlessly, he got up and was about to go out.

With a stretch of his arms, the six sons not only stopped He Chan, but also pulled him into his arms, clinging to He Chan, and restrained his voice: "Don't move, let me hug you."

He Chan: ...

If you tell me not to move, I won't move?

I am biased!

Until he noticed a change somewhere in the six sons, He Chan stopped and became sluggish.

Okay, I won't move, you take your murder weapon away.

Before, he was glad that the six sons were not as beastly as Ji Wuchang and Shi Ya, it's only been a few days.

"Shhhh..."

Seeing that he was getting more and more excessive, He Chan couldn't help but bumped his six sons with his elbow, and said impatiently, "Are you a dog? What have you been smelling?"

"I'm a dog, so what are you? A meaty bone?"

He Chan: "..."

"Chi..." The six sons circled He Chan, smiled happily, and continued: "You have a smell that I like very much."

He Chan raised his arm to smell.

"You can't smell it, only I can smell it." Liu Zi sighed and whispered into his ear.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, and he stretched out his hand to rub the back of He Chan's ears.

"You have this red mole, did you have it before?"

He Chan's heart skipped a beat, and then he thought it wasn't a big deal, so he said, "It's always been there, you just didn't notice it."

"Very good, so no matter what you become in the future, I can find you."

He Chan was stunned.

Speaking of which, his avatars more or less have a red mole on the position behind the ear.

Shiya, that scum, has to lick it until it becomes sticky every time, and Ji Wuchang often touches it with his hands.

Who knows what kind of obsession this is.

Unexpectedly, Liu Zi found out at this moment, but also gave him a reminder.

Perhaps, he should remove the mole.

But you have to hide it from the six sons.

The carriage was very stable, He Chan slowly let go of his heart, and then he couldn't hold back and sank into consciousness.

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Dark forest, a swamp that can be seen everywhere.

He Chan looked around in surprise, and when he was about to get up, he realized that his body was not right.

No, where is my meat?

He Chan looked at his white bones and fell into deep thought.

After half a quarter of an hour, he had to wake up from the fact that he had turned into a skeleton.

No, I didn't buy an ID card, why did I suddenly have an extra body this time?

He Chan was puzzled, and at the same time looked through the system unbelievingly.

As a result, doing evil is worth nothing.

So, I prostituted a clone for nothing.

He Chan couldn't believe it.

Although this avatar is a bit blatant, but whoring for nothing is pretty good.

He Chan pulled his leg out from the swamp, but half of it was pulled out, and the leg fell off.

He Chan was stunned for two seconds, bent down and stretched out his hands to touch.

Then, the waist was broken.

He Chan: ...

I know that there are no good goods for prostitutes.

In front of him, the skeleton, must be a patient with brittle bones.

After finally throwing his legs and other parts of his body ashore, He Chan only had a skull with eyes and a skull with light blue flames.

Fortunately, as long as it was a bone that fell from his body, he could sense it. Without the influence of the swamp, as long as he had some snacks, he could quickly assemble his body.

After a lot of effort, He Chan finally formed his body into a human shape.

Huh?A little short, it seemed that the deceased was still a child of seven or eight years old.

He Chan looked down and came to such a conclusion, and then tried to lift his foot forward, and within two steps, there was a "crash", except for the head floating in the air, the rest of the body fell apart again.

He Chan: ...

So next, He Chan fell into a state of grouping his body, walking two steps, falling apart, regrouping, and then dispersing.

Toss for half an hour.

He Chan was tired.

"Clatter!" Sen Bai's skeleton fell to the ground, scattered everywhere.

As the control center of the skull, the originally bright light in the pupils was extremely dim at the moment, as if it had been hit, and it was very sluggish.

Forget it, anyway, he can control his own bones, so walking like this is not impossible.

So César, who came out to relax, was moved, and saw such a strange scene following the induction.

A newborn skull floated in mid-air, and his other body skeletons moved behind him in miscellaneous ways.

Cesar: ...

Is this a new gameplay developed by the Skeleton Race?

He Chan didn't expect that there would be people in this place.

After he came out of the swamp, he found that this place belonged to the depths of the dark forest. Except for monsters, few people went deep into it, so he floated in the air recklessly.

Therefore, when a humanoid creature covered in a black cloak whose face could not be seen clearly appeared in front of him, He Chan's first reaction was that it might not be a human being.

Then I panicked and thought about how to slip away.

After all, creatures like him who look like hell are not liked by the creatures of the underworld.

Usually when we meet, you will kill me and hurt me.

Before he could figure out what to do, there was an uncomfortable aura coming from the person opposite him in vain.

Looking at the other party again, he actually had the urge to surrender.

What are you doing?

He wants to subdue me?

Realizing this, He Chan was a little dazed.

César was surprised at the moment, he didn't expect that this newborn skeleton clan could resist his aura.

Even if he only revealed a little bit, it is not immune to ordinary newborn skeletons.

Unless the level of this newborn skeleton is not low.

But when he saw the white skull color of the other party, he overturned this conclusion again.

interesting.

César became curious, then stretched out a pair of white-gloved hands from the cloak, and grabbed He Chan.

He Chan was still thinking about the other party subduing him, whether he should or not, the next second his head was out of control and fell directly into his hands.

How should I put it, since he became what he is now, his whole body is now up and down, the head is the most important, the head is his body, as for the other bones, they are not important.

Now the head was held in someone's hand, as if his own life was held in the other's hand, He Chan didn't dare to move in a daze.

Youhuo, which represents the eyes, stared at the person in front of him, jumped twice, opened and closed his mouth a little unaccustomed, and said, "Brother, from today onwards, you are my big brother, you let me go east, I will never go west."

Don't you just want to subdue me?

What's the matter, as long as you speak, you are my big brother.

César: "...Who is your big brother."

this sound?

He Chan couldn't help but want to scratch his ears, but then realized that he had no ears.

"You, you are my big... hiccup..." He Chan hiccupped in shock when he saw a few lines of numbers.

[Submission [-] has been refreshed: get the favor of César

Task completion reward: 100 points. ]

Cesare!

My five apprentices?

Enduring the shock in his heart, He Chan observed the person in front of him calmly.

It's a pity that this cloak seems to have a shielding function, it's pitch black, and nothing can be seen.

But knowing that it was his five apprentices, He Chan didn't panic anymore.

It's just the extent of this favor, he is a little uncertain.

"Hey, you will definitely take advantage of it." César stretched out his other hand, and flicked He Chan's spiritual fire.

He Chan's mind cleared up, and he instantly felt something was different.

Thinking of the bones behind him that were not controlled by him, he was as blessed as his soul, with a slight movement of his mind, the bones flew to his side by themselves.

In a short while, the body that originally required him to put together with great effort, now he only needs to use his brain to complete the combination automatically.Not only that, but he could feel that now that he was on the ground, he would no longer fall apart after taking two steps like before.

This is... a promotion?

He Chan was surprised and couldn't believe it.

After confirmation, He Chan looked at César happily, his eyes full of excitement.

Old Five, what a nice guy!

Although it is just a clone, this just shows the quality of the fifth child. After all, he is so generous to a strange skeleton, so does it need to be said to his own people?

I'm sure about this little guy.

"Brother!" He Chan was excited 'tears', and hugged César and grabbed his little arm.

Cesar: ...

Looking at He Chan's spirit fire spewing sparks out, César felt that this newborn skeleton clan was not normal.

"I'm not your elder brother." César's voice was cold and magnetic, otherwise He Chan would not have wanted to rub his ears when he heard it for the first time.

But at this moment, the alienation in his words made He Chan feel bad, so after César put him on the ground, He Chan hugged his thigh without thinking.

This made César's move to leave immediately stop on the spot.

Cesare bowed his head.

Sensing his gaze, He Chan tightened his hands, raised his head, and said cautiously: "Brother, do you want to go?"

"Go and take me, I'm yours." I don't know what the definition of mission favorability is, but before the mission is completed, he'd better be with César.

"You want to come with me?" César looked at He Chan thoughtfully with drooping eyelids.

"Yeah." He Chan nodded, his head almost fell off because of being too excited.

"Do you know who I am?" César's tone was light, and he couldn't hear good or bad.

"I know, you are my elder brother!" No matter how César asked, He Chan had only this answer.

Seeing that César was indifferent, He Chan changed his mind, and said again: "Brother, it's not a loss to bring me, I can do everything."

"Oh? What do you know?"

"I can do magic." He Chan rubbed his hands together, and a delicate yellow flower appeared in his hand.

"Hey hey hey" He Chan continued to raise his head and handed the flowers in his hand to César.

Cizell paused for almost a quarter of an hour, and before He Chan's hand was about to stiffen, he took the flower.

"Yellow?" César whispered, He Chan didn't hear clearly, but he also knew that he should like it.

"How did you do it?" César looked at He Chan carefully.

You must know that the death energy of undead creatures will destroy all living creatures with vitality, not to mention He Chan who does not take any measures and directly touches them with his hands.

Suddenly, César raised his free left hand, brought it to his mouth and took off the glove, revealing a perfect hand with a light blue in the white and well-defined knuckles.

Without hesitation, he tentatively touched the petal with this hand.

In an instant, the flowers that were still delicate and beautiful a second ago withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a long time, Sizer handed the withered flower in front of He Chan, "Dead."

Inexplicably, He Chan heard a trace of grievance from these two words.

"It's okay, I'll make another one for you." He Chan rubbed his hands and bought him another one with a smile on his face.

Red, or roses.

cough.

Random, roses are roses.

It's just that he looked at the roses that quickly withered.

He Chan: "...It doesn't matter, I still have more."

"Come again."

"Give."

"..."

After half an hour.

"How about I hold it for you?" He Chan discussed with him as he wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his brow.

"Do not."

"...All right." Anyway, one point is one flower, and I'll play with you if it's a big deal.

Another half hour passed.

Seeing the withered flowers all over the ground, and César who was becoming addicted, He Chan's face turned dark, and he said impatiently, "The last flower, or I'll hold it for you, or it's gone."

César said nothing, but He Chan knew that he was staring at him.

"No, I have a good idea." After a while, César said, and before He Chan could react, he made a strange move.