Save the beautiful and tragic hero

The sound of chaotic footsteps is about to break through the sky, mixed with screams and shouts one after another.

In such a situation, who would have thought that this is the Immortal Valley where the head of the four major families, the Hulu Family, lived?

Shenxian Valley was originally the most hidden place in Echeng County, with Yuntian Waterfall covering the sky outside, and wonders and wonders covering the sun inside, with high cliffs, huge screens, and Cuiwei strange rocks.

But just half an hour ago, the demon Hu Luyan, who had already turned the entire world of cultivating immortals upside down, broke through the barrier and forced his way in.

Afterwards, members of Hulu's family fell down one by one, blood splashed on the eaves pillars made of white marble, winding down the smooth surface.

The main hall was brightly lit, and only the high dome was not stained with blood.

Hu Luyan stopped, looked at the man who fell to the ground in front of him, and smiled.

"After so many years, do my things work?"

The man's heart contracted suddenly, and he kept retreating with his hands on the ground. He was enveloped by Hu Luyan's tall figure, and the fear in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Huluyan, I will give you back your heart! Can you let me go and the Hulu family? We are your clansmen! Those people you killed are your clansmen..."

Before he finished speaking, the bloody long whip pierced into the man's chest with a puff.

The man's voice stopped abruptly.

Immediately, he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Under the man's painful eyes, the smile on Hu Luyan's face gradually expanded. He squatted down, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, as if enjoying the man's expression of extreme pain, he leaned closer and asked: "My things easy to use?"

The man opened his mouth, and every time he uttered a word, it was extremely difficult: "I, I will return my heart to you, you let go, let the Hulu family go."

Hu Luyan tilted his head: "I'm dying, and I'm still worried about your people."

"Please……"

"Forget it, because you have kept my things for me for so many years, I have granted your wish." After finishing speaking, Hu Luyan drew back his long whip.

Blood gushed out, the man's eyes were blackened by the severe pain, and his body convulsed uncontrollably. Soon, he was wrapped in a long whip by Hu Luyan.

In the blink of an eye, he was dragged outside the hall by Hu Luyan.

The footsteps and shouts of not so long ago were gone, replaced by scalp-numbing chewing and swallowing.

The man stared wide-eyed.

I saw wave after wave of mummy puppets coming out of nowhere, the number was astonishingly large, like a colony of marching ants, layer upon layer, densely packed.

Looking around, no one survived.

The man's expression ranged from shock to panic, from panic to sluggishness.

He felt the warm liquid fall on his forehead.

He reached out and touched it.

is blood.

Subconsciously looked up——

Just in front of a pale face, that person was hanging on the eaves.

In an instant, tears welled up in the man's eyes, and he shouted angrily and in despair: "Xiaolan!!"

He resisted the churning in his stomach, turned his head quickly, stared at Hu Luyan with his blood-red eyes, the overwhelming resentment made him want to immediately smash the person in front of him into pieces, "Hu Luyan! How dare you treat my son... "

Hu Luyan didn't talk nonsense, and flicked his whip.

The man bumped into the white marble eaves pillar splattered with blood, and fell to the ground, already breathing in and out.

As Hu Luyan approached, the long whip wrapped around him more tightly.

Hu Luyan looked down at him condescendingly, bent his lips and said, "Don't you care about your people? Look."

After finishing speaking, Hu Luyan stretched out his hand to hold the man's head, forcing the man to turn his head to look at the tragic situation under the stairs.

The man tightly closed his eyes.

"I'll let you see." Hu Luyan's voice was soft, "Look at how they died, how their bodies were divided up, and then look at your son—"

Pausing for a moment, clicked his tongue, and said in disgust, "It's really ugly."

The man's body was trembling like chaff, he didn't know whether it was pain or despair, or both, and tears continuously overflowed the corners of his eyes.

"How does it feel to be manipulated by others?" Hu Luyan asked softly, "You were like this at the beginning, taking away my things one by one, and now you have experienced it, how does it feel?"

Even if the man had his eyes closed, he could guess that Hu Luyan was still smiling, and there was an inappropriate smile on his cold-eyed face, as if Yama was harvesting death.

"Dhu Luyan...you will regret it sooner or later..." The man opened his hateful eyes, stared at Hu Luyan, and gasped in pain, "You fell into the devil's way...you killed innocent people indiscriminately... This world can't tolerate you..."

Hu Luyan smiled and said: "This world really can't tolerate me, but I can't tolerate this world either."

The man seemed to have a premonition, and said in disbelief: "You..."

"So——" Hu Luyan's voice gradually sank, and a world-shattering madness appeared in his dark eyes, "I'm dead, so I'll let this world be buried with me, what do you think?"

"What are you going to do? You..."

Before the man finished speaking, his voice was completely silent.

Hu Luyan was silent for a moment, the smile on his face disappeared like a tide, and he returned to his original expressionless appearance after a while.

He stood up slowly, threw away the long whip, and walked down the stairs.

It looks like the plot is coming to an end.

Mi Lu got up from the clean place he found with great difficulty, and patted the unnecessary dust on his body. The bloody smell underneath was so strong that it was pungent. He did not follow Hu Luyan down, but stood at the gate of the main hall, watching Hu Lu Yan walked to the group of mummy puppets.

Such a picture, plus this time, he has seen a full ten times.

He also knew exactly what was going to happen next.

If there is no accident, after Hu Luyan blew himself up and died, the whole world will once again fall into white chaos, but the state of chaos will not last long.

After a certain period of time, the entire world will be reshuffled, all plots will be reset to zero, and all npcs will be refreshed.

Then, another round of reincarnation began.

Mi Lu didn't know what was going on, he only knew that he was wearing a book.

At first, he didn't know that he was transmigrated into a book. It was only after he died for the first time that he remembered the original event, and realized that he was living in a book, and that he was not even a supporting role in the book, but just a character who appeared only a few times. cannon fodder.

After his death, he neither disappeared nor returned to his original home. He was always floating around Huluyan in the state of soul.

He is bound and cannot escape.

He can only watch as a bystander, Hu Luyan, who is the hero in the book, kills all those who have framed, betrayed and abused him in extremely cruel ways.

In the end, Hu Luyan blew himself up and died in a radiance of blood.

But this is not the end, but the beginning of the next reincarnation.

As the cannon fodder in the book, Mi Lu lost his memory after death, and walked the plot unconsciously with other npcs. He didn't remember everything until he died again, and continued to float around Hu Luyan in a state of soul, looking at Hu Luyan. After killing everyone, Lu Yan blew himself up again and died.

They just go round and round like this, reincarnation over and over again.

So far, it has been reincarnated for the tenth time.

Mi Lu took two steps forward, and saw that the blood color centered on Hu Luyan continued to expand and spread around, covering the entire field of vision with overwhelming force.

He knew—

No. 11 reincarnation is coming.

Next to my ears was the loud bang when the building collapsed, and the blood was like a bloody mouth, swallowing the entire world at an extremely fast speed.

Eyes are rich red.

No other colors are seen.

Mi Lu discovered for the tenth time that it turns out that redness can really turn black when it is extremely red.

A familiar attraction emerged from under his feet, as if it wanted to drag him into a certain vortex.

That's the vortex of the plot.

Even though he had already accepted his fate, Mi Lu couldn't help but swear before losing consciousness.

fuck it!

This fucking plot!

When is it a head? !

Reincarnation reincarnation reincarnation, people will be fooled by reincarnation! !

The next moment, darkness struck, and there was no consciousness at all.

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After thinking about it, let me talk about my mental journey in writing this article.

When I opened this pre-collection a year ago, I had the same thought as many readers. I wanted to write about the gentle and jade-like son of a noble family who was rescued from a poor little man and touched by love. But a year later, my mentality has changed a lot. Changes, I became anxious and depressed. For a while, I didn’t leave the community for nearly three months. The content I came up with was dark and depressing. Therefore, both the design of Gongshou and the core of the text changed. Gongshou was very miserable, and my body and mind were affected. Severely traumatized, but he never gave up on survival, even though he knew that no one in the world expected his existence, he still wanted to live on, and when he managed to grab hold of Shou, he definitely didn't want to let go.And Shou is just an ordinary person, no matter in modern or ancient times, he is a sick child. He has no sense of reality to the world, and he does not have deep feelings for the people around him. Later, he often thinks of death when encountering Gong. Generally, he always wants to use death to avoid problems. He does not have Stockholm syndrome, and he will not fall in love with Gong in the early stage. Later, when he is with Gong, he is more moved by Gong's strong emotion of wanting to survive.

The relationship between Gongshou and Shou, in addition to love, also combines many miscellaneous things. The combination is the fetters that bind them, and it is also the driving force for them to live in this unreal or bad world.

I thought of an animated movie "Spiritual Journey" I watched last year. 22 didn't want to be reincarnated on the earth because it didn't find its own "spark", that is, the value and meaning of its own existence. When it came to a person on earth, it experienced an ordinary and ordinary day on earth. Finally, when it received a samara falling from a tree on the street illuminated by the haze, it found its own "spark".This episode makes me feel the same every time I think about it. Although life is bad, there are still many good things in life worth savoring.

This is my original intention of writing this article. To Shou, the world is not real, and people are not real. Except that he is an NPC, what's the point of being alive?I'd rather die.As far as Gong is concerned, everyone hates him, hates him, abuses him and insults him, but he still wants to live, not because life has brought him anything, but because he doesn’t want to die, so at first he took it, where did he go? Wherever he goes.This world is not attractive to them, but they still stay, because they can always find insignificant "sparks" in the process of being alive, that is the meaning of their stay in this world.

Maybe I will deviate from the topic when I write later, or I haven't written what I want to write, but my thoughts are almost these.