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

Just a glance.

Lin Chushu realized that Zhou Changming had already woken up.

It was he who was too contemptuous.

The resistance of the advanced Yuanying monks in all aspects of the body is not the same as that of the Jindan stage.

What's more, today's Zhou Changming is just a mirage that has turned into a human being.

The strength of spiritual power is probably even more than that.

Then, at this time, he obviously didn't want to meet him.

The tip of the eyes, stained red by tears, is like a burning fire scorching the atrium.

He looked at Zhou Changming's finger piercing deeply into his palm, and couldn't help but let out a sigh from the corner of his mouth.

Avoidance, loathing, hatred.

Perhaps that was all that the man could give back to him during this short, stolen time of peace.

Perhaps an excuse would be useful, but if Zhou Changming knew about the Blood Imperial Formation, the situation would become even more complicated.

The illusory sweet fragrance hits the nose, but it can no longer arouse any tenderness.

Lin Chushu paused and straightened his back.

"I've never regretted a single thing I've done."

He opened his lips coolly.

"It doesn't matter if you think I'm narrow-minded or wanton killing, but if it's for the benefit of Chaoyin Pavilion, I won't be relentless."

"If you can't let go, let's say it all."

The fingers hidden in the wide sleeves were clenched into fists, and the fingertips pierced deeply into the palm:

"You used to be my adoptive father, senior brother, sword spirit, and also the only person I adored and longed to become a Taoist companion."

"But those deceptions and concealments are also true. Perhaps in your heart, I have never been the first choice. You will not stay for me in the past, and the same will be true in the future."

"In that case, you and I might as well come here."

Staying here, maybe the appearance that stays in each other's hearts can be called complete.

Zhou Changming's body trembled slightly, but his closed eyes never opened.

Many emotions perched in Lin Chushu's eyes, turning into a heavy look of pain.

He still has a lot of doubts about Yang Qiao and Qin Cangyan's seizure of homes, about the sudden appearance of the sword spirit, and about Zhou Changming who appeared as a phantom.

In fact, he didn't ask much, he just hoped that Zhou Changming could tell the truth.

No matter what the truth is, as long as his affection for himself is true, it is enough.

But now, even such a simple request has become a luxury.

If he stayed any longer, he would be bound by emotions, he took a deep breath, opened the door and left.

Zhou Changming opened his eyes tremblingly until the sound around him became completely silent.

It took all his strength to suppress the whimper in his throat.

Holding the blood-stained pink crystal bracelet in his right hand, he pressed it tightly to his chest.

But the throbbing pain in the atrium became more and more severe, like a knot that was twisted more and more tightly, and it was so stuffy that I couldn't breathe.

Why did I and Lin Chushu come to this point?

If these entanglements and misunderstandings only exist between them, he has the confidence to overcome and resolve them, but now the lives of others are involved, no matter what he does, it will be irreparable.

Mingming... Mingming's system told him that Ye Qingyi was not an infected person.

Why did Lin Chushu kill him without hesitation?

Somewhere in his heart, a faint voice reminded him that the truth might not be so simple.

The emotion on the verge of collapse made him unable to think well at all.

In the real world, he had never been in love before, and his relationship with Lin Chushu was the first time he had devoted himself so wholeheartedly to a relationship.

In the end, it turns out that that person may not understand himself enough.

I may always be immersed in the memory of the past, thinking that Lin Chushu is still the boy who is indifferent on the outside and gentle on the inside, as clear as crystal.

But he forgot that the life-and-death experience of the past hundred years has already made him decisive and hard as iron.

Although he is still reluctant, whether it is the missing younger brother or the unresolved feelings, they all seem to be warning him not to continue indulging in personal affairs.

He may...can't wait for the catastrophe.

Zhou Changming turned over and looked up at the dome of the thatched house.

In the past, exiting the game was always through death escape.

When he fell off his horse before, he was punished by the system and his soul left his body.

It seems that he returned to the real world for a short time - although the scene he saw was somewhat hellish.

Then this time, he might be able to use the same method.

This is just a game account. If you die in the game world, your real body won't be able to follow suit.

The most serious consequences are probably...

Brain damage, become a vegetable.

Could it be that I am rushing to be my brother's companion?

Zhou Changming couldn't help but wryly smiled, and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

But, this time, I must not leave without saying goodbye.

Every time he escaped to death in the past, he didn't have time to say goodbye to Lin Chushu. This time, no matter what, he had to say goodbye to him face to face.

Just thinking about it, my heart throbbed uncontrollably.

He buried his face deeply in the quilt, but after a while, there were still faint wet marks oozing out.

……

After Lin Chushu left Liudao Hualian, he went straight to Zangdian Pavilion.

He vaguely remembered that there was a secret method of sealing the veins in the classics, which could keep part of the essence and blood in the heart veins.

Even if the blood in the whole body is gone, the sealed blood can support the meridians to run for at least three days.

But the price of this secret method is also heavy.

The user's heart will be severely damaged, and the flow of spiritual power will also be temporarily blocked, not to mention whether the lost essence and blood can be recovered after three days.

In other words, it's just a quick fix to postpone a life-and-death threat for a few days.

I don't know if Yi Jinlan can regain her sanity after waking up, but judging from Cen Yuzhou's reaction, the situation may develop in a worse direction.

For the safety of Zhou Changming and everyone in Mo Xingsi, he must be fully prepared.

Xiu Jie's fingertips, who were flipping through the pages of the book, suddenly paused.

Not far away, someone approached step by step, Lin Chushu's expression froze, and he put down the volume.

He looked at the woman in purple shirt with a serious expression in front of him, but didn't speak.

Instead, the visitor spoke first: "Ah Chu, tell me the truth."

"How much time do I have left?"

As she spoke, she lifted up her left sleeve, only to see that the back of her left hand, which was missing a little finger, had been covered by ferocious purple and black spots.

There was heavy despair in Yin Xiangrong's eyes.

Although she cut off the injured little finger in time and decisively drained a large amount of poisonous blood, the tingling and numbness brought by the magic heart stone did not disappear.

When she returned to Xuanji Division from Qiongwu Palace, the ominous purple-black color continued to spread.

However, unlike those infected monks in the illusion, the magic heart stone toxin spread on her body extremely slowly.

The whole night passed, and it did not exceed the range of the wrist.

This kind of ups and downs, the feeling of narrowly surviving death, caused her torment.

As the head of Xuanji for decades, she couldn't even control her own life and death.

As proud as she is, it is really hard to accept such a fact.

"……I do not know either."

Lin Chushu frowned slightly.

The first time he saw Yin Xiangrong in the Qiongwu Palace, he noticed the extremely faint aura of the Demon Heart Stone on her body.

At first he thought her situation was similar to Ye Qingyi's, but the progress was slow because the infection wound was relatively small and the poisoning was not deep.

But when he looked inside a little, he found that her meridians were still intact.

It's not like Ye Qingyi, who has already started to disintegrate.

"What do you mean..."

Yin Xiangrong said with difficulty.

She had thought that Lin Chushu would directly sentence her to death, but she didn't expect to make him fall into confusion.

"Perhaps it's because you major in spiritual spells, which have the same power as the magic heart stone, and cutting off the infection in time can hinder its spread."

Lin Chushu speculated.

At the same time as he said these words, a faint flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind.

Magic Heart Stone... Mind Control...

Is it related to the mixed poison in Yi Jinlan's body?

"Your guess may be right, I can feel the fierce confrontation between the power of the magic heart stone and the spiritual power in my body."

Yin Xiangrong smiled wryly, "Maybe I can temporarily avoid death by cutting off my limbs, but will this last long? In the end, my end may be more miserable than dying from direct infection."

"According to the speed at which the toxin spreads in your body, it will invade your heart within three days at most."

Lin Chushu sighed.

Yin Xiangrong has worked with him for many years, and even took good care of him in matters big and small. No matter what the reason is, the friendship with him is touching.

Therefore, as she walked towards death step by step, it was absolutely impossible for him to remain indifferent.

Spiritual power gushed out from his fingertips, firmly bound Yin Xiangrong's wrist, and pierced into the infected wound.

Yin Xiangrong let him break through his own defense, he didn't feel any pain, but he clearly felt a hot current pouring in.

"Are you using blood essence to protect me from poison?!"

Thinking of the Xue Yuzhen, she felt a pain in her heart, and immediately struggled violently, "Are you crazy, are you dying? Stop!"

With the continuous output of blood, Lin Chushu's face turned pale, but his expression was extremely calm.

He used spiritual power to fix Yin Xiangrong's wrist, tried his best to suppress the poison of the Demon Heart Stone, forcing it all the way back to her severed finger.

It's true that his strength can resist the magic heart stone, but this scar has already allowed the poison to take root in Yin Xiangrong's meridians.

Although he can temporarily control the spread of the toxin with his own power, but given time, he may still be unable to recover.

"You don't have to worry, I have decided to use the method of sealing the veins to deal with it."

He loosened the restraint of spiritual power, "I have forced the toxins in your body back. As long as you don't use your spiritual power rashly within a month, the magic heart stone will not harm your life."

"But what should you do if you can't heal the veins in time?"

Tears glistened in Yin Xiangrongmei's eyes.

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