The actor's petite little crying bag is fried again

picture scroll

System: "Tsk tsk, this picture scroll of yours is really a treasure, it actually forms a space of its own, and the scenery here is even better than those so-called fairylands."

"Damn it, there are still fish in the creek over there! This place is so fucking suitable for retirement."

Fu Xiuzhu who was running for his life: "..."

He gritted his teeth: "Can you say something nutritious? Didn't you see that I was in a hurry?"

I have to be anxious, although he dragged the man into the picture scroll world, but the man's strength was not weakened or suppressed because of this, and he didn't dare to fight back, for fear of hurting the other party.

After going back and forth, he seemed extremely passive and could only run away blindly.

But as I said before, it is not a solution to go on like this, but at this time he can't think of any good solution.

The system clicked: "Everything here was remodeled when you were not in human form?"

Fu Xiuzhu: "Yes."

When he was in the painting, he practiced here in the form of his body, because day after day was very boring, so he began to remodel it according to the appearance of the man outside the cave, and after a long period of time, he had the present comparable appearance. Wonderland view.

System: "Your man's current situation, the best solution is to wake him up."

Fu Xiuzhu was silent, he also knew that the best way now is to wake people up, but the question is how to wake them up?

System: "It stands to reason that if a person loses his mind, it will be easier to awaken his mind when he comes into contact with familiar things or things. Think carefully, is there something or place he is familiar with in this picture scroll?"

Fu Xiuzhu's eyes brightened slightly: "I know!"

With that said, he looked back at Xi Huaizhen, who was completely covered by the black mist behind him, mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and accelerated suddenly.

Speaking of which, before he took human form in the picture scroll, he would often dream of a mountain peak.

On the mountain peak, there were thunder and lightning, and dark clouds weighed on the top, as if the end was approaching.

At that time, he didn't know why he always dreamed of such a scene, so bored, he created an identical mountain according to the scene in his dream.

But after all, that is the memory left by him when he died. After the mountain was created, he subconsciously resisted this place, so he seldom came.

A while later, Fu Xiuzhu came to this familiar mountain, and the fear in his memory flooded his heart again involuntarily.

look up.

On the top of the mountain, there were dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

At the beginning, in order to be perfect, he created some thunder and lightning that were not very powerful, and the sky in this area was also different from other places, densely packed with darkness.

At this time, the memory has been recovered, and seeing this familiar and unfamiliar scene, Fu Xiuzhu's eyes are faintly sour.

At the beginning, he didn't know that he fell in love with the little pearl who cared about him without knowing it. That day, he drank the spiritual wine greedily, and when he was drunk, he not only teased the other party, but even took away the other party's first kiss. The affection that the other party had suppressed in his heart for many years was instantly ignited, and then an intimate relationship occurred.

After waking up, he felt ashamed, ashamed of his teacher's last wish, ashamed of his little pearl, and under the torment of his heart, he attracted a ruthless thunder calamity ahead of time.

He is not a ruthless person, but he has cultivated the way of ruthlessness, and he is moved. When the thunder disaster comes, one can imagine the consequences.

Maybe it was Little Pearl who took good care of him, he couldn't bear hardships and sufferings, so when he finally lost his soul, for a moment, he was actually relieved, until he saw Little Pearl crying red for him Eyes, he suddenly gave birth to a deep reluctance.

He couldn't bear Little Pearl, and the man who washed and cooked for him, combed his hair, squeezed his shoulders and beat his legs.

At that moment, he finally began to face up to his own heart, which is why he shed tears at the last moment when he lost his soul and said: "If there is an afterlife, I will pay you back 900 years."

Because he loves him, he also wants to love him, pamper him, treat him well...

Thinking of the past, Fu Xiuzhu's heart trembled, he turned his head and looked at the tall figure who was approaching, a crystal teardrop fell silently from the corner of his eyes, and immediately turned around and flew towards the top of the mountain without hesitation.

The next moment, Xi Huaizhen came to the bottom of the mountain, looking at the figure flying towards the mountain with scarlet eyes, his eyes trembled, and he almost followed subconsciously.

Fu Xiuzhu's shoulder blade was injured, and after flying to the top of the mountain, the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted.

He panted slightly, looking at the rapidly approaching figure below, he felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

This scene is so similar and familiar.

Back then, the man wanted to fly up to the top of the mountain to save him, but he stopped him.

"If you go one step further, the teacher will drive you out of the teacher's door, and you and I will be strangers from now on."

Fu Xiuzhu held back his tears and repeated what he said back then.

The voice amplified by him echoed on the top of the mountain, almost resounding throughout the world.

Xi Huaizhen's flying speed stopped, and his face covered by the black mist gradually showed a look of struggle and pain.

A pair of eyes, sometimes scarlet, sometimes normal.

He stood between the mountain walls, covering his head with his hands, the thick black mist on his body was like boiling water, and he became manic.

Seeing this, Fu Xiuzhu wanted to fly down as soon as he stepped on it.

The system said in time: "If you go down now, all previous efforts will be wasted!"

Fu Xiuzhu's footsteps stopped, and his pale face showed impatience.

System: "According to the current situation, this trick of repeating the past is very effective. You should know what to do next, right?"

Fu Xiuzhu slowly clenched his hands into fists: "I see, please help me, I don't have enough spiritual power to attract the lightning down."

The system was stunned: "What did you say?"

Fu Xiuzhu closed his eyes: "It was here that I was knocked out of my wits by the ruthless thunder. Didn't you say that? Only by continuing what happened back then can Mr. Xi completely regain his sanity."

system:"……"

He suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Xi Huaizhen. How painful is it to watch his beloved be smashed to pieces?

System: "Think about it clearly. Although the thunder and lightning on the top of the mountain can't compare to the ruthless thunder and disaster, but you don't have spiritual power to protect your body now. The lightning strikes on your body, and it's not something ordinary people can bear."

Fu Xiuzhu looked at Xi Huaizhen below, and slowly bent his lips: "I'm not afraid."

Back then, it took the man day after day and 900 years to successfully condense his broken soul. He could no longer let him suffer alone.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the system stopped talking, and directly pulled out energy to lead down the lightning above his head.

"Crack...Boom..."

The familiar scene reappeared.

One after another thunder and lightning enveloped Fu Xiuzhu, he didn't make it to the seventh level at all, and fell from the top of the mountain because he couldn't bear it.

Fu Xiuzhu didn't struggle or make any movements, he closed his eyes slowly and let his body fall.

He was waiting, waiting for that familiar address.

Waiting is always the most tormented. Hearing the wind in his ears, Fu Xiuzhu clenched his fists slightly.

Seeing that he had already fallen halfway up the mountain, the system couldn't help but panic: "If he doesn't wake up in time to catch you, you will fall directly to your death."

Fu Xiuzhu still closed his eyes, as if he was speaking to him, but also to himself, muttering: "No, he won't."

System: "You..."

At this time, a voice resounded through the entire mountain:

"Master—!"

Different from the sad voice in the past, the man's voice trembled faintly, and one could even hear a trace of anger in it carefully.

Hearing this voice, a tear glistened from the corner of Fu Xiuzhu's eye, and the corner of his mouth slowly rose.

The next second, he was hugged tightly.

He opened his eyes, and met the man who had returned to normal, with faintly annoyed light-colored eyes, and the arc of the corner of his mouth gradually widened.

He hooked his neck and kissed his lips: "Little Pearl, I love you."

Xi Huaizhen paused, feeling the soft warmth on her lips, and didn't respond, just stared at him with downcast eyes, standing quietly between the mountain walls.

Fu Xiuzhu kissed his lips lightly, reluctant to close his eyes, staring straight at him, his long eyelashes quivering.

After kissing for a while, he found that the man seemed unmoved, he smiled lightly, pried open the other's lips clumsily with the tip of his tongue, then clumsily poked in, found the other's tongue, and wrapped it gently and lingeringly.

Xi Huaizhen's breath was short, and the strength of holding him increased unconsciously, and the light in his eyes gradually deepened.

Fu Xiuzhu felt the change in him, the force of sucking became slightly intensified, the tip of his little tongue swept every inch of his mouth carefully, inch by inch, like a king on a parade.

After a long time, he slightly moved away from his lips, his eyes were full of lust that could not be resolved, and he said softly, "Mr. Xi, don't you want to love me?"

While speaking, his hand slowly lowered.

Xi Huaizhen's breathing suddenly became heavier, and he grabbed his hand, with blue veins on his forehead faintly protruding: "I'm very courageous? What if I don't wake up in time?"

Fu Xiuzhu smiled lightly, raised his head and kissed his lips: "No way, little Pearl loves me so much, how could she just watch me fall to death?"

Xi Huaizhen stared at him, feeling angry and distressed.

God knows how scared he was when he regained his sanity and saw the familiar scene on the top of the mountain.

At that moment, he almost thought that he had returned to his previous life.The pain and despair of watching the other party disappear in his arms almost penetrated into his bones and became his nightmare.

At that moment just now, he was almost so scared that he forgot to catch him.

Seeing Fu Xiuzhu's complete trust, almost confident expression, Xi Huaizhen secretly gritted his teeth, pinched his chin suddenly, and said coldly, "Don't do this again!"

Don't scare him like that anymore.

In fact, he wasn't scared at all.

He was more afraid of losing him than anyone.

And more than anyone... loved him.

Fu Xiuzhu looked at him with a smile.

Smiling and laughing, tears slid out of her eyes again, her soft voice was choked with sobs: "No more, never again."

In fact, he is not very courageous, and he is also very afraid of pain, but because the other party is him, he is willing to try the thunder with himself.

Because he also loves him more than anyone else.

Because, more than anyone else, he was also more afraid of losing him.