Bewitched as cannon fodder

The man's cold appearance made him look dazed, but before he could react, Yan Xi saw the chain on his wrist.

Snow-white skin with golden chains.

Just like a canary in a cage, it can't struggle, it can only be trapped in it, waiting for the owner to feed it.

This is the picture that appeared countless times in his dreams.

But if the appearance of these men in front can be ignored, then how beautiful this picture would be.

When Yan Xi thought this way, he was about to step forward, but was stopped by Jiang Yubai. He had a half-smile, and his face was full of sneers.

"An'an is mine."

But Yan Xi was not to be outdone, with half-closed eyes, he suddenly said to Sang Yi'an on the bed, "Mother."

Immediately, Jiang Yubai chuckled and said, "You guys are playing wild."

And Liu Duman, who was originally watching a good show, said dissatisfiedly: "Sweetheart, you play so wildly, you don't take me with you."

"Ah."

"Tsk, don't you want to."

"Of course I think, after all, An'an is fragrant and soft, but I guess you won't see it."

Jiang Yubai said provocatively, but Yan Xi frowned when he heard their conversation.

When Sang Yi'an heard their familiar conversation, his scalp tingled, as if they knew each other.

But this is impossible, how could they...

Sang Yi'an thought suspiciously in his heart.

And the few of them are still arguing, and the topic is gradually drifting towards the weird painting style.

"My sweetheart, but she was pregnant with my child."

Sang Yi'an didn't need to look, he knew it was Liu Duman who said it, and as soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding atmosphere became tense, Sang Yi'an secretly wanted to untie the chain for his own safety.

But as soon as he started, the eyes of the few people who were still arguing just now suddenly fell on him.

At this moment, Sang Yi'an felt like a weak and innocent little pity, under the eyes of several dangers.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he looked up in a panic, only to see Liu Duman and Yan Xi walking in front of him.

And Jiang Yubai, who had been sitting beside him, narrowed his eyes dangerously and said, "An'an, you want to leave us again?"

"No, I just don't understand what the hell is going on, aren't you all dead? And why am I here."

Sang Yi'an looked at them with a confused face, but they all looked at each other in blank dismay, and then it was Liu Duman who spoke first: "Actually, we are the same person."

"What are you talking about?" The pretty face was puzzled.

These few people don't look like one person at all.

But Liu Duman said unhurriedly: "Accurately speaking, in the world you have experienced, we are the same person who has entanglements with you."

"It's just that the 'consciousness' is different."

"But, 'we' are all in love with you."

After this sentence fell, Sang Yi'an couldn't help but raise his jaw, and found that Liu Duman's temperament had changed, and realized that the surroundings suddenly became very quiet. This made Sang Yi'an look around for a week, and found Jiang Yubai who had just appeared He Yanxi was gone.

And Liu Duman, who was originally charming and charming, now has a distorted face and a slight change in his bones. It is this slight change that turns him into another person.

To be precise, it is not a "person."

Because "it" opened its eyes at this moment, the dark and empty pupils were indifferent, but they lowered their eyelids slightly, giving people a compassionate look.

Yes, demeanor.

This sentence inexplicably flashed in Sang Yi'an's mind at the moment, and when 'it' opened its eyes, the surroundings were suddenly pitch black.

Between the surrounding world, it seems that they are the only ones left.

"You are." The corners of Sang Yi'an's lips moved.

At this moment, there was a fluctuation in the air, and I saw 'it' walking forward step by step, and the figure wrapped in white mist gradually became clearly visible.

A human figure was slowly revealed, and that face, with clear and sharp bones, was as handsome as God's most perfect work, and every stroke was the most perfect line.

"Zhao."

A simple sentence made Sang Yi'an ask suspiciously, "Is that your name?"

The other party nodded slowly.

"Then what's going on with all this? Those missions and..."

Sang Yi'an frowned puzzled, but Zhao said lightly: "Lan Luo, it's one of my 'consciousnesses' who wants to get away from me for you, and has independent thoughts, and my other 'consciousnesses' are also because of you. The existence of them has gradually fluctuated, so I put 'them' in each world for these tasks, and originally wanted you to suppress them."

"Maybe they will settle down when they see you, but they are not satisfied, even..." Even he had emotions that he shouldn't have.

I don't know if it's the existence of these 'consciousnesses'. Originally, he was a free-spirited and bystander, but he was still not satisfied after all, so in the last world, he forcibly merged Liu Duman's 'consciousness'.

So, there was the scene that happened before.

And when Zhao Zhao said this, Sang Yi'an was still in a daze.

So he tried to make everything clear, "You mean, your first 'consciousness' fell in love with me, that is, Lan Luo, which led to the following things."

Seeing Sang Yi'an's beautiful face, Zhao nodded.

"What about them?" Seeing him nodding, Sang Yi'an wanted to know what they should do now?

Thinking of Lan Luo finally helping him block the attack, the pungent smell of blood makes people unable to recall the scene that happened at that time.

But Zhao said in a deep voice: "They are me in the first place, and I have integrated all their 'consciousness'. Do you want to see them?"

After Zhao finished speaking, the surrounding scene suddenly changed. The sky was so blue, the sky was as clear as washing, and countless trees and flowers stretched as far as the eye could see.

When Sang Yi'an looked up, someone held his wrist, "Sweetheart, welcome to my place, this is the place I want to bring you, that is, my ethnic group."

Violet's eyes were condensed with light, and before Sang Yi'an could react, he was pulled to a sea of ​​flowers by Liu Duman, and then stone monuments suddenly rose from the ground, just as the stone monuments rose.

Sang Yi'an could clearly feel the mystery on the stele and the heaviness of history.

"This place is where we were born, that is, where we return to our roots. When every one of our kind dies, their bones will become the fertilizer for this sea of ​​flowers. After my death, my name will be engraved on the stone tablet, representing my existence. "

After he finished speaking, he stroked the rune with his fingertips, and Sang Yi listened quietly.

"Sweetheart, originally I wanted to be with you forever, and then let my favorite sweetheart bury me here after my death. It's so beautiful, but it's a pity that he appeared."

"Although we are the same existence, I'm still very upset." Liu Duman said dissatisfied.

Sang Yi'an naturally knew that he was talking about Zhao.

"After all, I want Sweetheart to give me a baby." This resentment has always been in his heart.

And Sang Yi'an, who was in a complicated mood, finally gave him an angry look when he heard these words, but Liu Duman laughed happily at this moment.

"Sweetheart, are you angry? But I really want you to have my baby, why don't I show you something."

His frivolous eyebrows and unscrupulous posture made Sang Yi'an feel that he was planning some bad idea.

Sure enough, Liu Duman stretched out his hand and tapped Sang Yi'an's fingertips on his eyebrows.

"This is, my desire."

When Sang Yi'an touched his forehead with his fingertips, he immediately saw a picture appear in front of him.

That beautiful and innocent beauty whimpered helplessly, and that appearance with a big belly was particularly dazzling.

The seductive man gently stroked the beauty's belly, and then said in a strangely gentle voice, "Sweetheart, don't move around casually, what if the child is 'broken' by me accidentally, what should I do?"

"There's so much juice flowing, I can't 'block' it anymore."

The words of lust made Sang Yi'an look at him with shame, especially when he saw that he looked like him, and his whole body was not well.

"This is a picture I have fantasized about for a long time. If he doesn't interfere in this world, maybe..."

Before Liu Duman finished speaking, the air suddenly became distorted, and his face suddenly became unhappy, and he said strangely: "Damn it, it's disgusting."

But Sang Yi'an didn't hear his words, because when he was about to scold Liu Duman for being a pervert, he found himself surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness.

It wasn't until the pungent disinfectant that he slowly realized that he seemed to have returned to the real world.

And suddenly there was an indifferent but caring voice, "You're awake."

Sang Yi'an turned his head slowly, and saw his elder brother sitting beside him, his face was tired but his handsomeness could not be concealed.

His mind was in a daze, and he hadn't realized what happened just now, but Sang Yi'an suddenly thought of something.

With a pale face, he asked, "Brother, where is Lan Luo?"

As soon as Sang Yi'an found himself back in the real world, he immediately asked how Lan Luo was doing.

This made Sang Ye frown, but at least the other party was his brother's savior, so he said that he was in the next bed.

Sang Yi'an didn't know where the strength came from, pulled out the needle, and immediately ran to the next bed, regardless of his elder brother's obstruction.

"Lan Luo..." Sang Yi'an looked at the pale Lan Luo, lying on the hospital bed.

Anyway, he is also an ex-boyfriend, especially when he is in danger and protects him, Sang Yi'an has complicated feelings towards him.

While lying on the hospital bed, the drowsy Lan Luo woke up, her eyes met, those cold eyes made Sang Yi'an realize that something was wrong.

At the same time, "Lan Luo" on the hospital bed asked in a low voice, "Is he bullying you?"

"You are 'Zhao'?"

The opponent nodded.

And Sang Yi'an immediately asked anxiously: "Where's Lan Luo?"

"We are the same person, An An."

After Sang Yi'an finished listening, he suddenly remembered what happened before, and his face was complicated.

And he continued: "I feel like Liu Duman is bullying you, so I will temporarily let you return to the real world."

Hearing his words, Sang Yi'an immediately understood why he was able to return to the real world.

So he asked him nervously: "Then what are you?"

"You haven't told me yet?"

[He is the main god in the system space, the god who masters all the world lines. ]

At this moment, the system suddenly went online.

[Sorry host, I lied to you before, I know these things, but I kept it from you. ]

Sang Yi'an's dull brain also understood everything in an instant.

It turns out that the system is also informed.

"An'an, I am the same person as them, and we both love you."

At the same time, the momentum of 'Lan Luo' changed, and he returned to his previous appearance, with a soft voice and strange eyes, only seeing the beautiful young man in front of him.

"We all love you." The voice sounded like an ancient oath.

"As long as we can get back together, no matter which one of them you want to be with, I don't mind, whoever tells them to be me." Lan Luo's deep eyes looked at him closely.

"Don't you think it's outrageous?"

Sang Yi'an's beautiful face was like looking at an incomprehensible existence.

The handsome boy stood up, the light in the ward illuminated the fluff on his cheeks, as if they were glowing, the whole person was incredibly beautiful.

"I'll go back first." The corners of his lips were tightly pursed. Everything that happened today made him still unresponsive.

Especially Lan Luo's words shocked him.

The author says:

Having too many boyfriends is actually very difficult (dangerous speech

感谢在2022-07-0921:21:22~2022-07-1022:57:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of bright moon fried beautiful wife;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?