I became a scumbag in the global live broadcast

Crows flew down from the eaves, their crows shrieking.

His eyes were blocked, and the sound around him seemed to be amplified several times. He clenched the long sword in his hand until his fingers turned white.

It was not known whether the strong smell of blood was coming from Yan Luo's body or from those dead people.Qian Hongfeng, who crawled out of the mountain of corpses in the blood sea, was very familiar with this smell. He could even judge how long the person in front of him could last through the smell.

That wooden sword was indeed an entry-level long sword of the Canghong Sword Sect, but the one in his hand was soaked in his blood.

Once the blood of the ghost world is contaminated by a cultivator, it will be like poison that erodes bones.

No matter how well he cultivated in the stage of transforming gods, he was simply vulnerable to the blood of the ghost race.

In the last life, he died, and died due to the backlash of all ghosts. In the end, it was this person named Lian Qing who couldn't let go. In this life, facing death, can this person deal with it so calmly?

The figure of that person rushing forward to block the sword seemed to appear in his mind, with such determination.

Just as he was so stupefied, a pair of hands slipped from his eyes, and his eyes became bright again in an instant.The wind lifted the long hair scattered on his shoulders, and from the corner of his vision, he saw the person's body sliding down, as light as a feather.At that moment, Qian Hongfeng felt his heart was suddenly grabbed by someone, and when he looked down again, his gaze was fixed on the other party's blood-stained robe.

The body was quicker than thinking, he threw away the long sword in his hand, stepped forward, and hugged the person in his arms.

Yan Luo has always been protecting him, but this time when he held him in his arms, he suddenly found that his body was unusually thin.He took it so lightly and held him in his arms.The weight on his arms made Qian Hongfeng sober. When his consciousness gradually merged with his actions, he realized what he had done.

He lowered his eyelashes and looked at the other person's face by the moonlight.

The face as cold as the moon was pale and colorless at the moment, and the blood flowing from one shoulder was suffused with black air, which gradually eroded the spiritual power in Yan Luo's body.His eyes were closed, and his body was as motionless as if he were dead.

This kind of cognition for no reason made Qian Hongfeng a little scared, he suddenly tightened the strength of his hands, and hugged the person in his arms tightly.He hugged his master, and half sat on the cold bluestone slab, the moonlight poured down like frost and snow.

"Master?"

A soft call under the night, like a whisper in the ear, reached the eyes again after a lifetime of grievances.Qian Hongfeng hugged the person in her arms, took out a hand and slowly caressed the other's cheek, her cold fingertips glided gently, as if touching another treasure.

Such a simple action could not be simpler, but it was the first time Qian Hongfeng did it.In her previous life, Lian Qing was as cold as the moon in the sky, unattainable, and she finally brought out a bit of smoke and fire in this life, but now she just lay there without answering.

At this moment, Qian Hongfeng felt a little scared in his heart. He was afraid that the person in his arms would never wake up again. Like just now, she was afraid that he would see it, so she stretched out her hand to cover his eyes.

Qian Hongfeng attached her cheek to the other's face with nostalgia, and imprinted her kiss on the other's forehead quite solemnly like a pious believer.

The feeling of skin-to-skin contact makes Qian Hongfeng feel nostalgic, as if he has already imitated this kind of action countless times in his heart, and it seems quite handy to do it now.In the past, Lian Qing would have pushed him away and slapped him, but the person in her arms didn't react at all.

This kind of quietness seemed to have stimulated Qian Hongfeng, Qian Hongfeng shook the opponent's body like crazy, murmuring incessantly.

"Master? Wake up, wake up?!"

The person in his arms didn't respond, and the black air-infested arm seemed to be soaked in toxin, and it quickly spread to his entire arm.If things go on like this, Lian Qing doesn't have to wait for her to cross the catastrophe and die, instead she will be infected by this toxin. This is something Qian Hongfeng doesn't want to see.

He hugged him violently, raised his hand and patted the other person's back, "Master, is this the only way you won't resent disciples, is this the only way disciples can have you?"

[System: Ding Dong, Qian Hongfeng's character favorability is -10, and the current favorability is 0]

[System: Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for gaining the favorability of Qian Hongfeng, favorability +10]

[System: Ding Dong, Qian Hongfeng's character favorability is -10, and the current favorability is 0]

[System: Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for gaining the favorability of Qian Hongfeng, favorability +10]

[System: Ding Dong, Qian Hongfeng's character favorability -10...]

【…】

After a series of ups and downs in the values, Yan Luo finally couldn't bear to ask out loud.

[Yan Luo: Why do you always feel that Qian Hongfeng's mind is a little abnormal? 】

[88: Is it really okay for you to deceive him like this? 】

[Yan Luo: Wait a minute. 】

He was waiting, waiting for this young man to wake up, to save him personally.

[88: With a handful of bitter tears, the host has finally opened up. 】

[Yan Luo: Open up?What's the trick? 】

【88: I finally see that the male protagonist has fallen in love with you, the big villain. 】

【Yan Luo:... Are you... What are you kidding? 】

At this time, Yan Luo was like a transparent soul body, looking at the crazy young man kneeling on the ground from a third-person perspective.

Dressed in a red dress, he was flamboyantly flying like dazzling fireworks in the sky, but at this moment, he was sitting on the ground with no image, sitting on the bluestone slab soaked in blood.His eyes were dull, like a helpless child.The young man didn't know what he thought of, a smile appeared on his face, and he stroked his hands gently towards his face as gently as possible.

Yan Luo who was standing on the side at this moment seemed to feel such a cold hand gently placed on his face.

Yan Luo's heart slipped away at this moment, maybe he should really believe that Qian Hongfeng really had feelings for Lian Qing beyond that of a master and apprentice.Unconsciously, Yan Luo wanted to raise his hand to warm the hand on his cheek, but when he stretched out his hand, he felt Qian Hongfeng take his hand away, and when he wanted to hold it again, it was already too late It took half a beat.

[System: Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for gaining the favorability of Qian Hongfeng, favorability +30]

Yan Luo lowered his head to look at his empty palms, and when he heard the mechanical electronic sound finally stop broadcasting, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a nice arc.

[Yan Luo: Lord Ba, what you said may be true, the protagonist is in love with Lian Qing. 】

The author has something to say: Yan Luo, who has a negative EQ, has finally opened up, and the protagonist's spring is coming.