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

Thick clouds billowed and strong winds howled.

With a strong blood rushing towards his nostrils, Zhou Changming slowly opened his eyes in the darkness, and was startled by the scene in his vision.

He stood on an island made of bones.

A few steps ahead is a sea of ​​bright red blood.

The waves in the sea were churning, and from time to time a few terrifying white bones gushed out.

There was nothing in the empty skull, and the eye sockets were bare, hideous and terrifying.

And that layer of terrifying thundercloud mixed with blue and red lightning is already close at hand.

"Xiaoshu..."

He was in a panic, and a huge fear poured over him.

It seems that the next moment, the most cherished things in life will disappear.

He had to rush back to Lin Chushu's side before the thunder disaster came.

In the three catastrophes I have experienced in the past, it usually only took about a week from the appearance of the catastrophe cloud to the arrival of the catastrophe.

Prior to this, he had been driving for five days and nights almost without sleep.

Physical and mental are almost on the verge of the limit.

Zhou Changming panted rapidly, his breath filled with strong blood.

This was the first time that he felt so small and powerless.

Whether it is Mirage's innate charm skills, or the powerful weapons and spiritual power inherited from the first three identities.

Facing the terrifying catastrophe before Mahayana, they all looked so pale.

not to mention……

He was already wrong, dead wrong.

Since he consciously began to doubt the authenticity of the game, the pain in his mind became more and more intense, and several times the pain even made him almost unconscious.

But every time he was about to be unable to support himself, there would always be a mysterious burning sensation behind his ears, gradually relieving the pain.

Without the restriction of that mysterious power, many details that were ignored in the past gradually emerged.

For example, the scenery of the four seasons that has never been repeated, the people around you with full and rich personalities, the so-called "system orders" run counter to the actual situation.

As well as the true feelings that have been ignored and misunderstood, and the beauty and expectations that have been shattered by myself.

The weight of memories and emotions was too heavy for him to breathe.

But now is obviously not the time to be entangled in heartache.

I must rush to Lin Chushu's side at all costs, and bear this catastrophe with him.

Zhou Changming looked around, looking a little confused.

He should be still on the road, where is he now?

Looking around blankly, he stopped suddenly when he caught sight of a certain figure.

"...Xiaoshu?"

Zhou Changming's pupils shrank suddenly.

He stared blankly at the white-clothed immortal standing quietly not far away, forgetting to breathe for a moment.

Why is Lin Chushu here?

He called Lin Chushu's name several times in succession, but the man didn't respond.

"what happened to you?"

Feeling more and more uneasy in his heart, Zhou Changming approached Lin Chushu.

However, every time he took a step, the distance of that person would be farther away.

Close at hand, but also far away in the world.

"Xiaoshu, say something!"

He was very anxious.

The next moment, a faint scarlet color seeped out from under the white shirt.

That was clearly blood.

The blood color accumulated more and more, and the clothes were gradually dyed through.

Dripping blood dripped down his fingers, and Lin Chushu also looked back slowly, looking at Zhou Changming.

His face was bloodless, and the corners of his brows and eyes seemed to be covered with frost and snow.

The corners of his pale mouth were slightly curved, and the words he uttered were icy cold:

"It's too late."

How could it be too late...?

It was clear that the group of robbery clouds had not yet reached Chaoyin Pavilion.

Zhou Changming wanted to rush forward, but suddenly bumped into an invisible barrier.

He had no choice but to watch Lin Chushu slowly knelt down on the ground soaked in blood.

"Zhou Changming."

Lin Chushu's voice seemed to have been polished by gravel, and it was extremely hoarse.

"You lied to me, lied to me, hated me and hated me. Now, it's time to end everything."

His tone was decisive, and he refused to leave even the slightest possibility of turning around:

"From now on, you and I will cut off our friendship."

Before the words were finished, dense lightning suddenly poured down.

There was no time for Zhou Changming to react at all.

The thunder light fell, submerging the blood-stained Su Yi figure.

He watched Lin Chushu's figure toss and turn in the thunder, helpless like a solitary boat, and even felt that those wounds fell on him in a trance, and the pain was so painful that he burned his body.

"Xiao Shu, Xiao Shu!! Don't, don't..."

He shouted at the top of his lungs, beat the barrier in front of him desperately, and even drew his sword to chop, but it didn't do anything.

The despair in his heart was like a sea, and he seemed to be pushed into a dark abyss.

Even the oxygen in the chest and lungs was squeezed out.

In the suffocating grief, Zhou Changming couldn't help but gasped quickly.

After regaining consciousness again, he realized that he was still in Taoyuan.

The horrible scene just now was nothing but a nightmare.

But even so, thinking of the words Lin Chushu said to himself, he was still out of breath in pain.

Bully me and hide me, bear me and hate me.

Faced with these accusations, he was unable to refute them at all.

The exhaustion of the body seeped into the bones.

In recent days, the continuous nervous tension and the restless rush have reduced his state to an extremely terrifying level.

But now he must not stop.

Zhou Changming closed his eyes, spiritual power surged all over his body.

When he opened his eyes again, the scenery around him had changed.

Originally, he used Liudao Hualian to enter Taoyuanju for a rest. Once he left, he would return to the place where he entered Hualian.

A hundred miles away is Xingyu Sea.

If you hurry up, you will arrive at Chaoyin Pavilion in another day.

The fingers hanging down the sides were clenched into fists, and the fingertips pierced deeply into the palm, and there was a secret tingling pain.

But nothing can compare to the torment in my heart.

Xiao Shu, you must... wait for me.

Looking at the cloud-covered distant sky, Zhou Changming clenched his lips, and the bottom of his eyes was already bright red.

……

Under the turbulent robbery clouds, the Chaoyin Pavilion was peaceful.

As soon as the news of the Pavilion Master's upcoming change of office came out, it aroused enthusiastic responses.

In addition, the candidate was Lin Chushu, who built the Blood Imperial Formation, and there was almost no opposition in the pavilion.

Even if there is a decree from the lone star of the evil spirit with an unknown fate, his devotion and contribution over the years are obvious to all.

Under the coordination of Xuanji Division and Yukun Division, within three days, the auditorium for the succession ceremony of the Pavilion Master has been properly arranged.

Given that Lin Chushu is the head of the Ink Criminal Division, the main body of the auditorium is mainly decorated in black and red, which looks extraordinarily simple and solemn.

Congratulatory gifts and guests from sects outside the pavilion poured in.

While Yin Xiangrong was supervising the reception and placement of the disciples, he couldn't help but look at Lin Chushu who was not far away.

His dressing style today is very different from before.

It's not the usual plain and simple white long gown, but a heavy industrial gown with a black and red background.

The colliding strong color scheme complements his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and slender neck.

The skin becomes thinner and more transparent like jade.

Whether it's the hand-embellished gold jade beads on the dress, or the thin metal chain hanging from the brim of the square hat, these complicated accessories on ordinary people add a bit of luxury to his dignified temperament.

He supported the white marble railing beside him with his hands, and frowned slightly, as if he had a knot in his heart.

Yin Xiangrong was about to step forward to say a few words of concern, but someone rushed ahead:

"Chu Shu, why are you standing here alone?"

Yi Jinlan, who was dressed in the same color, came from behind and patted Lin Chushu on the shoulder.

He looked in great shape and looked radiant.

However, Lin Chushu looked back at him with a more tense expression.

That uncomfortable feeling is still extremely strong.

Even though the person standing in front of him was definitely well-clothed, the feeling he felt was always strange.

Even if it is called caring, it also has an inexplicable indifference.

"Reporting to Pavilion Master, this subordinate just remembered that he didn't bring the spirit dew needed for his succession with him, and he was about to return to Mo Xing Division to get it."

He found an excuse and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Yi Jinlan:

"I'm afraid I'll delay the ceremony if I go to Mo Xingsi and turn back. It just so happens that I have spirit dew in the inner room of Qiongwu Hall. You might as well bring it with me."

Since he said this, Lin Chushu naturally couldn't refuse.

Qiu Shengmiao, who was nearby, heard the conversation between the two, and suddenly looked a little worried.

As a doctor, he knows how bad Lin Chushu's physical condition is.

On weekdays, he was afraid that the person's five senses would fail, so he could only accompany him the whole time, and he didn't dare to relax his vigilance for a moment.

"In that case, I would like to thank Pavilion Master for his kindness."

Lin Chushu remained calm, and quietly gestured to Qiu Shengmiao with his hands behind his back, and followed Yi Jinlan to the main hall.

"Hey, Master..."

Qiu Shengmiao was still waiting to chase, but was held by Jiang Yuzhuo's sleeve.

"Master told us not to be restless, there must be his plan, let's not rush to make trouble."

Jiang Yuzhuo whispered in his ear: "What's more, if someone really wants to make trouble, they will definitely take advantage of the grand ceremony and not be in a hurry."

"That being said, it's true,"

He rubbed the center of his brows in frustration, "But I really don't worry about Master's body, in case he can't hold it up..."

"Don't worry, just leave your master's safety to me."

A pleasant voice suddenly sounded from behind, the two turned their heads and saw Yin Xiangrong approaching with a smile.

She left a Shadow Tracking Orb on Yi Jinlan's body, as long as she poured in more spiritual power, she could observe the situation around that person in real time.

Even, if she wanted to, it wouldn't be difficult to use a lot of spiritual power to record everything that happened.

"Immortal Linghuan..." Qiu Shengmiao hesitated to speak.

He could also feel that Yin Xiangrong's physical condition was not quite right.

It's hard to describe that feeling. If you have to describe it by analogy, it's like a tree whose root system has been cut off. Although it looks like it's still luxuriant, it's constantly declining inside.

How could Yin Xiangrong not see the worry in his eyes, he smiled wryly and shook his head.

Right now, she and Lin Chushu are just laughing at fifty steps.

If she can successfully find out the mastermind behind the scenes and protect important people safe and sound, she will be willing even if it is impossible to recover.

"Sheng Miao, Yu Zhuo, if the situation changes, you need to remember my explanation today."

She passed secret words to Qiu Shengmiao and Jiang Yuzhuo by sound transmission.

Listening to her narration, the expressions of both of them became extremely complicated, but after a while, they both nodded solemnly in unison:

"We will definitely do it."

……

Yi Jinlan's footsteps were not fast, and Lin Chushu followed him into the inner hall, his forehead was already a little sweaty.

"Chu Shu, close the door of the palace." The man in front smiled.

Ordinarily, Linglu is not an existence that cannot be disclosed to the public, and there is no one around who is worthy of suspicion. It is indeed a bit abnormal for Yi Jinlan to be so cautious.

But Lin Chushu didn't ask any questions, but did as he said.

And at the same time as he inserted the bolt, a sudden change occurred.

Yi Jinlan suddenly groaned in pain, knelt down on the ground, her hands tightly pressed against her forehead, as if she was enduring great pain.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Chushu frowned, and hurriedly approached him to check.

That immature face was continuously filled with black energy, and his brows were furrowed with a ferocious expression.

Even the look in his eyes is changing all the time, sometimes gentle and friendly, sometimes cold and surly.

"Chu Shu, Chu Shu... help me."

Gritting her teeth and struggling for a while, Yi Jinlan suddenly spoke.

His face was frosty white, his head covered in cold sweat, but his expression was extremely firm:

"There seems to be another personality in my body... Now that I have temporarily restrained his spiritual power, I need your cooperation to strangle him completely."

"What?!" Lin Chushu's shock was no small matter.

Although he vaguely guessed that Yi Jinlan's words and deeds might be controlled by others and not out of his own heart, he never thought that this so-called "mixed poison" could be so powerful.

If Yi Jinlan's sea of ​​consciousness is really restricted, no matter how powerful his cultivation is, he still cannot compete with it mentally.

The only way is for him to restrain the action of another spiritual force, and then use external force to destroy it.

"Next, you follow my instructions...no matter what kind of harm you cause to this seat, don't hesitate, otherwise you miss the opportunity...it will be irreparable."

Yi Jinlan panted in a low voice, her constricted pupils trembling in her eyes, her body shook suddenly, and she choked out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, his back suddenly stiffened, as if he struggled hard and threw something out.

In Lin Chushu's field of vision, a vague figure emerged from Yi Jinlan's body, casting affirmative gazes at him.

It is the soul of Yi Jinlan.

Lin Chushu was shocked. After all, Yi Jinlan had not broken through to the Mahayana realm. Such a state of leaving the body of the soul was undoubtedly unsustainable.

In other words, if he can't unite his spirit and body as soon as possible, he will soon die of heart failure.

The moment the soul came out of its shell, before the eyes of "Yijinlan" recovered, it immediately shouted at Lin Chushu:

"Use the Zhuolang sword to smash into the dantian of his lower abdomen!"

Apparently, Yi Jinlan managed to trap another strand of mental power in the sea of ​​qi in her dantian.

Lin Chushu nodded slightly, and then with a shake of his wrist, the Zhuolang sword came out of its sheath in response.

The sharp sword tip pierced through the abdomen of "Yi Jin Lan".

The child-like petite body trembled violently, and then opened its mouth uncontrollably, vomiting out purple-black blood.

But at the same time, his expression gradually became relaxed.

The soul that was originally stripped out also quickly returned to the body.

Yi Jinlan knelt down on the ground, slowly raised her head, her eyes had returned to the clarity of the past:

"Thank you……"

But he only had time to say such a sentence, and his expression suddenly changed.

The Zhuolang Sword and Lin Chushu were linked together, and he could clearly feel that the vitality in Yi Jinlan's body was passing away rapidly, like a flower that was about to wither in an instant.

Why is this happening?

He clearly avoided the vital point of Qihai, why did he still cause fatal wounds to that person?

The author has something to say: I have been stuck in the text for a long time, deleted, deleted and modified it, but it still stops at this plot point

If this is the case, it will become the next chapter!I strive to finish writing Heavenly Tribulation within tomorrow, and enter the crematorium at the speed of light hehe!

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