i may be a false protagonist

In Chu Ning's impression in the past, the ozone layer and the atmosphere were above the sky, but today he also experienced another thing.

He seems to be able to touch the so-called enchantment, and it feels soft, slippery and resilient.The palm pressed against it, as if it was pressed against a layer of membrane.

But soon, he couldn't marvel at this novel touch, he only felt that his arms were getting heavier and his body was getting colder and hotter.

As soon as Yan Rang grabbed Chu Ning's wrist, following Yan Rang's movements, a cool breath came from his body and penetrated from Chu Ning's limbs, making Chu Ning want to moan comfortably.

But Yan Yi let him calm down in a low voice.

It is not so easy to melt the boundary barrier.After all, this is the enchantment left by the ancient great power, the energy is so powerful, even after so many years of changes in the world, it still cannot be easily shaken.

But fortunately they had their word.

Yan Rang is a rare and talented existence in the heavens. His practice is not only for himself, but also can mobilize the energy of the world. He was once an insurmountable existence for the younger generation in the heavens.

But it is also a strange flower that has never been seen in the heavens. Apart from the prince of the heavens, the identity of the next heavenly monarch is not necessary, but the lower realm has become Yan Jun.

How can the human world and the underworld be compared to one or two out of ten in the heavenly realm?

However, His Royal Highness, who has been sought after by the immortals since he was a child, doesn't care, he just wants to clean up the underworld and renovate the world.

Although under the management of Yan Jun, the underworld and the human world are indeed well-organized and prosperous.

But so what?In the eyes of immortals, the underworld is not as good as the heavens, and the human world is no different from the land of exile.

It is rare for a god to come out of the lower realm for hundreds of years, and he will be ostracized and despised in the heaven realm, not to mention that it is not good if he is not good at all.

No matter how hard you work to become an immortal, you will be looked down upon by other immortals, or even ridiculed.

It can be seen how "self-willed and depraved" in their eyes is the lower bound of concessions.

Chu Ning felt that his body was almost no longer his own, and his only consciousness was that he could not stop the output of Void Lingyan, and he felt that his soul was floating out.

He seemed to be in a dream, and he was very familiar with it, not only the familiarity of the dream itself, but also the content of the dream, as if he had personally experienced it before.

But I am a little confused, who is that person?

When the strong wind blew up, Yan Luo and others in the Ten Temples below knew that they had finally succeeded. Facing the rising sun, their Lord Yan and the young master disappeared into the sky.

Waiting for the wind to stop, they looked at the meaningless sky, but felt that the sky was clear and blue, and there were no dense clouds in their eyes.

Yan Rang protected Chu Ning and his side with the many magic weapons he carried. Everything around him was gray, with nothing, not even a direction. After they were sucked in, they became dizzy.

Fortunately, he has a lot of magic tools, and all of them are filled with spiritual power by other Yan Luo and ghost messengers.

Naturally, they knew that the place they entered this time, whether it was nothingness or a land of forgetting spirits, could save a little bit of their own spiritual power.

You can't use the space mustard, you can only carry the magic weapon on your body as it is.So they can only choose a magic weapon that is easy to carry, and then hang it all over the body.

Chu Ning's face was pale, and there were bead-sized beads of sweat on his cheeks.Because the physical body carries so much spiritual power, there are many broken blood holes on his body.

Although he was wearing a magic robe engraved with magic circles, it was the damage caused by spiritual power in his body, and the magic robe couldn't defend against it at all.

Yan Rang can only feed him some ammunition to make up for it, and wait for him to digest the power of the medicine before he can recover.

It's not that he doesn't feel sorry for Chu Ning, it's just that although this is a place where the two worlds are relatively close, who knows how much nothingness there is for them to go through?

If nothingness is so easy to get through, then why do people need to carefully study and set up so many teleportation arrays?

Yan Rang didn't dare to be careless, otherwise he didn't care if he fell here, although it was a pity that he didn't catch the person who plotted against him and killed him.

But what he cares about is that Chu Ning died because of himself.

Last time, Chu Ning was seriously injured because of him, how could he let history repeat itself?

Thinking of this, he thought that when he finds Luo Lin, that damn boy, he must give him a serious education. As a heavenly king, all the people under his command did such a thing, and he still has no power to fight back.

Chu Ning felt that his body, or soul, seemed to be floating in mid-air.

Then looking at the picture in front of him, there was a person in Yan Rang's arms, with a slender figure, long hair like ink, and wearing moon-white clothes.The style of the clothes is extremely simple, but every stitch and thread shows the skill and care.

And the man was half leaning in Yan Rang's arms, and Yan Rang sat on the ground as a seat and armchair for him.

Yan Rang was facing him, the man was lying on Yan Rang's lap, and Yan Rang was stroking the hair that was blown to the corner of his mouth by the breeze.

But his hair is not long, so it doesn't seldom draw it to the corner of his mouth, at most it goes behind his ear.

But the present concession is to help him calm down, even if that person looks like he intentionally let his hair be blown over.

Because of the angle, Chu Ning really couldn't see the man's face clearly, only a smooth forehead and slender hands like jade, and finally played with the long hair of Yan Yi.

The contrast between black and white made that person's hands even more pale. Even if he was a man, he was still a delicate man.

No wonder Yan Rang's eyes are full of love and pity.

Chu Ning's heart throbbed violently. It felt like a mace was deeply pierced into his heart, and then he twisted the mace hard, and those fangs grabbed his heart and twisted it. stand up.

Suddenly, Chu Ning woke up with a start. Although he was a little confused, the breath of concession came over, which reassured him a little.

But what followed was the colic feeling in the dream, like a tarsal maggot, which made Chu Ning linger on the pain as he looked at himself in Yan Rang's arms.

Yan Rang carefully raised Chu Ning's head, and then stood up one of his legs for him to lean on.

Chu Ning had been lying on his lap just now.

They have passed through nothingness and came to a place where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, but because this does not match the place of forgetting the spirit in Yan Rang's imagination, it is impossible to judge where they are now.

Although he may have found the wrong place, Yan Rang didn't care too much. Feeling the abundance of aura in this world, he absorbed it into his body to replenish the consumption in nothingness, and then carefully entered into Chu Ning's body bit by bit. middle.

Because of the promised help, these auras were very obedient after entering Chu Ning's body, and soon flowed along Chu Ning's dantian to the eight strange meridians, and after a circle around the sky, they stayed in the dantian settle down.

Unexpectedly, Chu Ning woke up at this time.

Although the body is still very weak, all the injuries have been healed by the promise. Looking at the flowers, plants and trees, Chu Ning was a little dazed for a while.

Although it cannot be said that nothing can grow in the land of forgetting spirits, it is very clear that there is no aura in the land of forgetting spirits, but in this place, even a weak practitioner like Chu Ning who has just stepped into the door of cultivation can grow. Feel the gentle and mellow aura like water.

Here, where is it?