After escaping, the male protagonist always wants to rip off my vest

The barrier of the light gate is made of energy, similar to the barrier between the demon world and the mortal world, it also isolates the air.

Rao Zhou Changming had already made mental preparations, but Lin Chushu's movements were too fast, before he had time to take a deep breath, he was submerged in the energy.

This guy... Did he do it on purpose?

Once again, his lungs were so stuffy and aching, he gritted his teeth, and simply leaned over to bite Lin Chushu's lips.

The tip of the tongue nimbly pried open the slightly opened teeth, entangled like a pair of lively red carp.

Either fresh or fragrant breath is integrated in one place, and it only takes a moment to intoxicate people.

It was only a short time to cross the barrier, and when they stepped on the ground again, their faces were a little hot.

Zhou Changming pursed his moist lips, lowered his eyes, and smiled uncontrollably at the corner of his mouth.

Like a mouse that has stolen honey, although it is not humane, it is so sweet in the bottom of my heart.

"Where are we?" He leaned on Lin Chushu's front, without any consciousness of walking independently.

Qiu Sheng Miao said that she simply didn't see it:

"This is the illusion reflected by the Xuanguang Baojian, and the monsters we raise live in it, for the second trial of the morning dew test to hunt and kill."

"Hunting monsters?"

Zhou Changming raised his head, his bright eyes reflected the stars all over the sky, "It's really..."

It's no wonder he was so emotional, the surrounding scenery is really magnificent and beautiful.

The vast sky presents a gradient color from purple to black, and the dense sea of ​​stars is scattered on this brocade like diamonds, floating and sinking among the cloud shadows as clear as thin ice.

Under the starry sky, there is an endless sea of ​​purple flowers. On the half-person-high grass branches, there are densely packed petite flowers, which are fragrant and sweet.

Occasionally, when the breeze hits, when the flowers and plants sway with the wind, a little bit of faint blue fluorescence will fly out of it, like a beautiful dream.

"Of course, this is Juan Xinghai, and it is said that it is a place with excellent scenery in Lingyu."

Qiu Sheng said with a smile, "The Xuanguang Baojian can randomly reflect any scenery in this world, and reconstruct it in the illusion. In other words, even if you come to the real Xingxinghai, the experience here is no different."

"The eight gates of light we passed just now are Baojian's random barriers, which will match the most suitable cultivation fantasy for each candidate based on their spiritual root characteristics."

Jiang Yuzhuo added, "After all, when hunting monsters, you must also defend against their attacks at any time. It is also important to absorb the spiritual power in the illusion to restore your physical fitness."

"So that's how it is." Zhou Changming was amazed, and couldn't help feeling the ingenuity of the designer of this magic weapon.

"I don't know where the boss is able to develop such a magical magic weapon."

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, Qiu Shengmiao burst out laughing suddenly.

"It's far away in the sky, but it's close in front of you." He even spoke intermittently, "Why don't you...why don't you ask Master himself?"

Xuanguang Baojian...was Lin Chushu's work? !

Zhou Changming's shock was no small matter.

As the saying goes, there is a priority in hearing the truth, and there is a specialization in the art industry.

It is often difficult for those who are obsessed with cultivating magic weapons to make great progress. On the contrary, it is difficult for people with high cultivation levels to study the production of magic weapons.

What's more, Lin Chushu had never shown him this talent before? !

Unbelievable eyes cast on Lin Chushu, but the man did not show the shyness or surprise he imagined, but the black eyebrows and eyes showed a trace of tranquility.

Looks... a little unhappy.

"Thousand Grass Valley, Su Xuefeng, you once said that if you want to stay at home, you can go to the most beautiful place in the world."

A soft sigh escaped Lin Chushu's lips.

Maybe he was the only one who struggled in the same place and couldn't get out after many years of menstruation.

The lead wire of the memory was instantly ignited by this sigh.

Zhou Changming was taken aback, and suddenly remembered that a hundred years ago, when Qin Cangyan and Lin Chushu were just Jindan monks, they sat side by side on the top of Suxue Peak and watched countless suns rise and moon set.

At that time, when he said this to Lin Chushu, his original intention was just to complain about the game.

Even the 3D holographic games of the old era will simulate the viewing system for the player.

When feeling tired, players can relax by watching the scenery at any time.

This is also a kind of propaganda for the exquisite style of the game.

However, even if "Wu Shuang Shen Yu" makes the characters and scenery details extremely realistic, it only omits this type of design.

It made him very depressed because he was limited by his cultivation and could not travel around.

The speaker has no intention but the listener does. He just said something casually, but Lin Chushu remembered it for many years.

It's really a heinous crime, and there is no redemption for a hundred deaths.

"I'm sorry..." He closed his peach blossom eyes slightly, his eyes were ready to cry,

"How could I forget, it's just... I didn't expect you to remember."

"The material of the Xuanguang Baojian is taken from the sinking silver on the seabed. The surface of this metal is extremely smooth, and it has a strong ability to absorb reflected light, and it can absorb the aura of heaven and earth in the reflected scenery."

Qiu Shengmiao was completely unaware of the strange atmosphere between the two.

He continued: "In the past, the morning dew test could only arrange for the candidates to go to the corresponding place. Honor."

This was clearly Lin Chushu's achievement, but he seemed a hundred times more proud than the person involved.

Jiang Yuzhuo on the side saw it and couldn't help laughing.

"Come on, senior brother, we still have business to do."

He bowed his head to Lin Chushu, and then grabbed Qiu Shengmiao's wrist,

"Tonight we have to inspect all eight illusions. If we delay any longer, we may not even have time for a nap."

"Oh oh."

Qiu Shengmi just woke up like a dream, and the joy on his face suddenly turned into sorrow.

Seeing that Lin Chushu obviously intended to stay in the illusion of Juan Xinghai, they took a step ahead and went to another illusion to inspect.

He and Zhou Changming were left speechless.

The person in the embrace lowered his head tightly, his thick long hair covering his face.

Zhou Changming is like a quail at a loss what to do at this moment. He knows that he has done something wrong again, but the more he wants to make up for it, the more he can't do anything.

"Don't...don't be angry."

After a long silence, he finally tugged on Lin Chushu's front pitifully.

"I'm not angry."

Lin Chushu sighed helplessly, and made a gesture to put him down.

His actions made Zhou Changming panic immediately, he hugged his neck tightly, and refused to let go no matter what.

"It's because I'm heartless, because I don't know how to cherish, I was wrong, completely wrong."

Zhou Changming kissed him on the side of the face, with thin red eyes:

"If you're willing to forgive me, I'll sleep with you...it's all right."

Those words were too shameful, and it took all my strength to say them.

His voice was almost inaudible.

Lin Chushu's heart suddenly missed a beat.

The arm holding Zhou Changming also became stiff for a moment.

The ferocious emotion in his heart was surging endlessly, and he had exhausted most of his strength just to endure it.

Such fierce and violent thorns will hurt the fragile skin of that person.

But at this moment, Zhou Changming opened his heart to him without reservation.

There was a sudden haze in front of his eyes, and his breathing became heavy. He slowly bent down and touched the sweet and soft lips.

Zhou Changming raised his head slightly, feeling the coolness from his lips and tongue, to his Adam's apple, and then to his earlobes with red moles.

The body softened inch by inch, and the fragrant grass leaves and flower branches rushed over, and Lin Chushu's sense of existence suddenly became unbelievably strong.

The distant galaxy in the field of vision suddenly became very close. Looking carefully, it was the deep eyes of that person.

It is so vast that it can reflect thousands of feet of soft red, but it is so narrow that it can only accommodate one him.

"Xiaoshu..."

Enduring the slight pain, he hugged Lin Chushu tightly.

There was a faint heat coming from the ring on the ring finger, which was caused by the involuntary overflow of spiritual power when the emotion was at its peak.

For the first time, Zhou Changming felt that the bond between him and Lin Chushu was so inseparable.

If the separation is inevitable in the future, the deep bone wound may never heal.

He knew that he was drinking poison to quench his thirst, but he was content with it.

……

While tossing and turning, Zhou Changming's consciousness was sometimes sober and sometimes hazy.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already lying on Lin Chushu's right arm, facing him in the sea of ​​flowers.

The body has been conditioned by spiritual power, and there is no pain or fatigue at all.

It's just that the night is light and the wind is soft, and the affection is so strong that he just wants to curl up lazily, unwilling to move.

"It is rumored that there is a spirit pool in the Xinghai Sea, called Qiyuan Pool."

Zhou Changming twisted Lin Chushu's soft hair, recalling the setting of the game one by one.

"As long as anyone who has obsession in his heart looks at the water, you can see the figure of that person."

"I don't know if my Lin Xianzun has engraved it into the illusion?"

Lin Chushu stared at him with rare compassion, and nodded silently.

Zhou Changming knew that he lacked a sense of security in his heart, so he thought of using this method to prove his heart to him.

The illusion in the Xuanguang Baojian can change according to the designer's will. With a light flick of Lin Chushu's slender fingers, the flowers under them will quickly grow up.

Each petal turned into a light boat, carrying the two of them flying up, and drifting away in the floating starlight.

Not long after, it landed on a rippling lake.

Zhou Changming supported the edge of the flower boat, leaned over and looked down.

The originally calm water surface of the Wishing Pond gradually became rippling with his gaze, and soon a picturesque face slowly emerged from the bottom of the water.

The temples are cut like knives, the eyebrows are dyed with ink, the eyes are like cold stars, the eyelashes are like fans, and the gestures of the hands and feet are all cold and stunning, so intoxicatingly beautiful, but so thin that there is no warmth.

Zhou Changming smiled knowingly, and squeezed the palm of the righteous master beside him.

The feeling in his heart was confirmed, and he couldn't help but feel relieved when he was relaxed. He was about to continue lying down, but his eyes suddenly focused.

Is it my hallucination?

Under the water, why is there another blurred face?

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