National First Love and His Little Jasmine

Song Shiqing seldom had contact with Meng Chuan during this time, Song Shiqing often did his own things

During this time, Song Shiqing rarely had any contact with Meng Chuan. Song Shiqing was often doing his own thing, and Meng Chuan circled around him. Sometimes he turned down his face and talked, but Song Shiqing ignored him and gave up.

I don't know if it was out of anger or what, but Meng Chu'an pulled Lu Feng to behave presumptuously in front of him more and more.

It's not that Song Shiqing's heart is completely turbulent, looking at that face that has been intimate with him, and then flirting with others, let alone how incompatible, the disgusting feeling will linger for a long time.

He counted the time silently, often in the dead of night, waiting for Song Xingxing's letter, reporting every move of the Vampire Hunters Guild, silently looking forward to the day when the mission would end.

On the night when the vampire castle was completely shrouded in fog again, Song Shiqing went to the studio as usual to find out the inspiration for designing his own mech. Anyway, he had nothing to do, but he failed.

His studio was taken.

Meng Chuan and Lu Feng became more and more excessive, and had already shifted the battlefield to his only clean place.

The low gasps inside were slow and uninterrupted, and ordinary people passing by would definitely want to lift the ban.The desire of the gate of taboo.Look, Song Shiqing doesn't want to.

His stomach was churning as usual, and an unspeakable sense of nausea surged into his heart. He quickly turned around and wanted to leave, but this time he was nailed to the spot again.

The hazy fog made it difficult to see clearly. No matter how good Song Shiqing's eyesight was, there was nothing in front of him except the vast whiteness. He couldn't see or move. He had no fear, nor was he afraid of the way ahead.

Just thinking silently, he seems to have not seen the moon for a long time.

The sun makes the fog brighter, but the moon is hard to capture even a silhouette in this environment.

A biting chill spread from all around, like in a big refrigerator, Song Shiqing was the center of the cube, he heard vague and ambiguous conversations, but the time spent with the former Meng Chuan flashed in his mind.

From the very beginning of the funny encounter, frame by frame, like a galloping horse, before the horse passed by, the memory was only frozen in that morning, he hugged Meng Chuan who was lazily hooking his neck after taking a shower, put them on the bed and lay down together .

I don't know how much time has passed, Song Shiqing's body seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, without any temperature or sensation, and even his brain became blank and numb after the last memory.

Song Shiqing didn't know what it was. He thought it was caused by the examination mechanism, but before his consciousness sank, a sharp voice that could piercing the sky sounded in his ears, trying to wake his brain up, but unfortunately the results were very small. The space he can think about is shrinking and approaching nothing.

It wasn't until the shrunken world became the size of a dot that Song Shiqing finally realized that there was a kind of mental attack poison spreading in his brain, a very low-level but extremely harmful poison, which actually made him stumble.

It's a pity that it's too late to understand everything.

[Intelligent Assistance: Major mistake!The world is abnormal!The main character awakens!Candidates are being attacked!It has been automatically reported to the source world, and now the emergency protection mode is turned on, waiting for the evacuation notice from the superior! 】

[Intelligent assistance: No. 2002 candidate Song Shiqing!Please stay conscious! 】

[Intelligent assistance: No. 2002 candidate Song Shiqing!Please try to link the host! 】

[Intelligent assistance: No. 2002 candidate Song Shiqing!Please reply!Please reply!Please reply! 】

While the intelligent assistant was anxiously waiting for the help from his superiors, he felt the strong struggle of Song Shiqing's mental power and became even more excited.

[Intelligent assistance: Song Shiqing!If you can hear me, mental power, please send a distress signal! 】

As soon as the voice of the intelligent assistant fell, Song Shiqing's mental power slowly slid out three hearts.

That's right, this is the empire's distress signal!

Song Shiqing's mental strength is active, but his physical condition in this world is not optimistic.

Meng Chuan, who was inside, finally noticed the abnormality, pushed Lu Feng away and teleported to the door, never expecting to see such a scene.

The young man collapsed by the wall, like a flower whose curtain calls in the evening, its vitality withered in the sudden cold night, his eyes were closed, frost had formed on his long eyelashes and black hair, as if he had just been covered with snow, A field of snow that catches wind and shadows.

"Song Shiqing..."

Meng Chuan stretched out his hand, wanting to hug him in his arms.

The flesh he touched was icy cold, and he couldn't find the warmth of the past in his memory, as if he had never poked and touched Song Shiqing.

Lu Feng also ran out and stopped at the door when he saw this scene, with a vague sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Meng Chuan didn't know what to do, so he adjusted his body temperature, trying to keep Song Shiqing warm, but no matter how high the temperature was, it was useless.

"Probably froze to death. In such a cold weather, I really don't know what to do without you." Lu Feng walked barefoot behind Meng Chuan, trying to pull him up, "Just call someone to deal with it." Alright, let's go in."

He didn't pull, Meng Chuan's hands holding Song Shiqing shook like chaff, but the strength was undeniable.

so cold?

Is it because he locked Song Shiqing outside the door and didn't let him leave?

Meng Chuan didn't have body temperature perception. Driven by his anger and desire to punish and stimulate Song Shiqing, he never thought about the impact this temperature would have on the human body, so now

Song Shiqing had no temperature, no breathing, no normal vital signs of a living person, only his heart was beating extremely weakly.

He wants to save Song Shiqing, Song Shiqing cannot die.

He will never let Song Shiqing die!

Meng Chuan quickly thought of Chuyong, he glanced at the room where Lu Feng was, with a look of disgust in his eyes, he carried Song Shiqing and teleported to the room where they used to live together, and put Song Shiqing on the bed very piously and carefully .

However, before the next step was taken, a huge explosion suddenly appeared above the castle, shaking the entire ancient building, and Meng Chuan's self-defense system did not take any measures.

"fortunate!"

Meng Chuan turned his head abruptly, and suddenly saw a long black shadow.

"Don't call me that name." Song Xingxing walked out of the darkness, with a small flame burning in his hand, illuminating this area.

"You did this?"

Meng Chuan subconsciously stood in front of Song Shiqing, looking at him with extreme vigilance.

"No." Song Xingxing kept walking forward, and at the same time, he gradually saw Song Shiqing's state clearly, and realized that something was wrong, "What did you trash do to him?"

"Get out!" Meng Chuan roared angrily: "Now, immediately, get out of here, or you will die here!"

Song Xingxing's pupils were covered by blood red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his hands were clawed towards Meng Chuan's heart, "You are not my opponent now."

However, before they could fully fight, another explosion sounded, shaking the entire castle, Meng Chuan took a big step back suddenly, his energy was damaged, and he fell to the ground unexpectedly.

"Dracula M, today the vampire race and humans must make an end!"

The voice from the loudspeaker resounded throughout the castle. It was Mu En who was shouting, and attacks followed one after another.

This cannonball was not simple. The fine powder containing silver products spread in the air, and the screams began to sound endlessly.

"Is he crazy? He wants to kill Song Shiqing!"

Meng Chu'an's eyes widened in disbelief, the blood in them was rolling like Song Xingxing's, and the fighting spirit of the race was fully aroused.

"That's our business, what are you trash?" Song Xingxing sneered: "You deserve to touch him?"

The thick fog drifted away, and the moonlight poured into the land through the dust, and Meng Chuan's energy was damaged by most of it unconsciously.

He finally realized that there was an inner ghost around him, and the only person who could go wrong was Lufeng who had recently returned to the castle.

"What did you do in Lufeng's blood?"

Meng Chuan clenched his fists tightly, and his nails directly dug into the palms of his hands. The precious wealth that countless vampires were chasing for a lifetime, was soaked into the carpet like this.

"Things that can easily seal you." Song Xingxing didn't think there was anything to say about it. He really didn't want to waste time with Meng Chuan, so he directly raised his hands.

The ancestor of the vampire is immortal, carrying the meager cohesion of this race. It can only be sealed. As for how long the seal can last, it is left to fate. Everyone can only guarantee that no one can untie it in hundreds of years.

The two people with the strongest race fought. It was obviously a hand-to-hand fight, but there was a visual sense of lightning and thunder.

Relying on the strength of his mental power, Song Shiqing can still perceive everything in the outside world for the time being, but he is not in a hurry, just waiting to leave this world where there is no memory for him, even for those who have Meng Chuan's mental power.Song Xingxing, Mu En, and Zhang Xiuyuan were all present.

"Continue to fight, he won't be able to hold on!" Meng Chuan gradually lost to Song Xingxing whose strength had increased greatly under the weakening of his strength, so he could only try to use reminders to relieve him of his current predicament.

"Then it's not your turn to hold on to it." Song Xingxing was worried about Song Shiqing, but he still didn't stop.

He knew how much Song Shiqing hated Dracula M, if he was allowed to be embraced by Dracula M, even if he woke up, he would not want to live anymore.

Song Shiqing felt that these two people were fighting to the death to embrace him for the first time, and there was no disturbance in his heart, and his spiritual power was being polluted by toxins.

The intelligent assistant kept cheering him up, but to no avail.

Song Shiqing's hope of living in this world gradually diminished, and Song Shiqing also knew that if he continued to let things go like this, even if he returned to the original world, it would be difficult to survive, but he still let it go.

The intelligent assistant with only positive energy in the program does not understand this kind of psychology, and keeps outputting those things that are often used to persuade oneself.If the person who killed them lives well, they can only watch the originally strong spiritual power become weak and weak, from still alive to dying.

Song Shiqing doesn't want to live, who can keep him, even if it is the first embrace who is named as the newborn, so what. ?

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There is another update in the early morning, watch it tomorrow, Bobo!