Wake Up Male Lead, You Belong With The Female Lead!

If someone asks Lin Chu what kind of person Wei Liang is, all she can think of is the drama and the flirty.

It’s not written like that in the book!

Even with Liu Qingyin's marriage, when both of them soared, the male protagonist remained cold and would only reveal his gentleness inadvertently.

How did this kaolin flower completely deteriorate in her place?

Lin Zhuosheng glared at this serious nonsense man irreverently.

Wei Liang pulled her back into his arms again.

Jiyuan, here it is!

Wei Liang embraced Lin Chiu and took a step.

Feijian's ancestor cut through the sky in one step, and with a clear light, attacked the great demon repair among the sky full of thunderclouds.

Liu Qingyin was still adjusting her breath, and Murong Chun protected her while blocking Wei Liang's sneak attack. He knew that Wei Liang had wounds on his body, and facing the prosperous Jiyuan, he did not take advantage.

Magic repair does not repair tools, but cultivates mind. When the soul is damaged, it is the most difficult to resist the attacks of magic repair.

Jiyuan is still a thousand feet away from here, but for a top powerhouse like them, Qianzhang is face to face.

A crimson demon wave hits from far away, as if a red tide suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth.

At three hundred meters, the scarlet demon wave suddenly rolled up and condensed into a terrifying scarlet skull in the air, with a huge mouth open, and swallowed Wei Liang's flying sword.

The Scarlet Skeleton's offensive did not slow down at all, and with a blink of an eye, he came close.

Murongchun and Liu Qingyin didn't dare to neglect, and immediately sacrificed their extremist style, a full moon accompanied by the sky full of begonias blooming, resisting the attack of the great demon repair.

When the jaws of the scarlet skull touched the two sword shadows, it was like countless red insects that had been blown away, and they scattered.

But Wei Liang, leading Lin Chuo, walked towards the direction of Ji Yuan's attack. He gently flicked his sleeves and froze the scarlet skeletons that had struck nearby into fine crushed ice particles, which fell from the air.

"Left?" He cast his eyes down to look at Lin Chiu casually.

Lin Chiu was fascinated by the scenery in front of him.

After the red skull was frozen by Wei Liang, it was not terrible at all. In the sun, the red ice ball shone brightly, and people walking underneath, as if they were in a red ice castle, everywhere is dreamlike. Refract the light.

"It's so beautiful!" Lin Yu sighed.

Wei Liang's mouth twitched slightly: "This...good-looking?"

Lin Chiu nodded repeatedly.

Wei Liang: "..." The little wife's aesthetic is really unique.

After a few steps, he faced the Great Demon Xiu Jiyuan.

Ji Yuan is a beautiful man with a beautiful appearance, wearing red clothes, eyebrows like ink lips like blood, and amazingly coquettish. Thinking of the descriptions of his **** after he took Liu Qingyin abducted, what kind of hot, deep, breathless, flexible...ah, with the cooperation of the blood puppet...Lin Chuo's face quietly became hot.

After being pierced by the drama, looking at the old driver Moxiu in front of him, Lin Chu only felt that everything was extremely sexy.

calm down! Lin Zhuo shook his head and stared at Ji Yuan's left hand.

His hands were in his wide red sleeves, and there was nothing unusual.

Seeing Wei Liang, Ji Yuan raised his sleeves and bowed like a niche on the stage. His voice was evil and enchanting: "Sword Lord, Long Yang."

When he uttered the word "sword", Wei Liang's flying sword swung back from behind him, hidden in the clinking ice crystals, like a white line, cutting straight to Jiyuan's left arm.

Ji Yuan's ritual action did not change, but in the void behind him, the little scarlet skeletons exploded one after another, resisting Wei Liang's flying sword, until Ji Yuan finished the ceremony.

When he said the word "yang", there were hundreds of phantom skeletons annihilated under Wei Liangjian.

At the end of the ceremony, Ji Yuan's body image was in the water wave, and it was transformed in place with a gentle swing.

Feijian cut through the air, slanting into the ground.

"Ha ha, ha ha ha ha..." The evil smile surrounded the surroundings and collided with the falling ice crystals, provoking countless echoes, "Sword Lord's swordsmanship... do not advance but retreat!"

Lin Chuo suddenly felt dizzy. She blinked and stared at it.

I saw a red shadow hidden between the broken and falling red skulls, leaving a strange red line wherever it passed, drawing a pattern similar to a six-pointed star.

The ice crystals kept falling, but the red pattern did not move, still staying in place. The strange combination of movement and stillness made Lin Chiu's heart feel some unpleasant premonitions.

"Be careful, he seems to be in formation." Lin Chuo reminded.

Wei Liang's thin lips hooked slightly.

Suddenly Ji Yuan's erratic and mysterious voice came from above his head: "Wan...devil...punish...heart..."

His voice seemed to be condensed into substance and merged into the red line just outlined. The red line quickly solidified, forming a huge red circle between the real and the virtual above the heads of Wei Liang and Lin Chuo.

Wei Liangjian pointed his fingers together, and saw Fei Jianzheng, which was stuck diagonally on the ground, lifted off the ground with a sound, cutting towards the red line!

However, this seems to be a sword that can break through the chaos of the world, but it passes straight through the red circle without any hindrance.

"Heh," Ji Yuan smiled lightly, "You don't have to waste your time, Sword Master. I have prepared this style for you for many days, but I only owe one opportunity, and I will offer it with both hands...Tsk, if I knew your sword intent would regress. At this point, I don't have to spend so much effort."

Light circulated on the red magic circle, and the nodes were activated by the streamer one after another. After the red light spot slipped, the magic circle flashed like a big broken light bulb.

The flash dazzled Lin Chuo. As soon as she uttered a "huh", she felt a big hand gently cover her face.

His vision dimmed suddenly, and the dark and cold fragrance that belonged to Wei Liang slowly invaded.

Lin Chiu blinked his closed eyes and felt his long eyelashes run across his cocooned palm.

Her heart suddenly became much quieter.

Eh? and many more!

Lin Chu suddenly discovered that the Yelian in the Sea of ​​Consciousness was turning faster and faster, and the red lines between the virtual and the reality were introduced into the Sea of ​​Consciousness, like the nourishing nourishment, swallowed and absorbed by the Yelian...

From a distance, shouts came.

"Master!" "Master!"

Murong Chun and Liu Qingyin solved the remaining demons and rushed to the outside of the red magic circle.

Liu Qingyin was anxious, and immediately sacrificed Moon Man Qinghui, and a round of full moon burst on the red magic circle. However, this circle was like a phantom and would not suffer any harm at all.

Murongchun looked solemnly: "This is...the purest meaning!"

Liu Qingyin took a sigh of relief: "Attacks only against the soul?! When the master and the demon master shook hard, the soul was hit hard! Ji Yuan is taking advantage of the danger! How can this be good!"

She ran into the circle without hesitation.

Before Murongchun had time to catch her, Liu Qingyin leaped on the outermost red line, as if he was trapped in a quagmire, and it was difficult to move forward.

Her face instantly turned pale, and there was an uncontrollable grunt between her lips and teeth.

Murong Chun wanted to pull her back. As soon as his fingers touched Liu Qingyin, he felt countless Leng Qinqin's ice needles piercing into the depths of the soul. He was determined to be as firm as him, and subconsciously released his grip. Liu Qingyin's hand.

Caressing his forehead slightly, Murong Chun raised his sword fingers together, summoned the Qingbi Lingvine, endured the sharp pain of intracranial needle sticks, and pulled Liu Qingyin back.

Her condition is much worse than his.

He just touched the magic circle through her body, and he almost lost his attitude in pain, let alone Liu Qingyin who was stuck in the circle?

The severe pain caused her to lose sight of her, her lips had been bitten by her own teeth, and blood was gurgling down.

Shaking and struggling, she stood up and continued to pounce on the red circle.

After the shining red light, there is her beloved one! She just touched it lightly on the outside, and it hurt to this point, how could he bear it inside!

"Brother," Liu Qingyin gritted his teeth, "This array actually can't stop people at all! It's just too painful, it just forced me back. You, send me in!"

Murong Chun's pupils shrank abruptly and shouted, "You don't want to die! If you forcibly break in, you will die alive! Believe Master, the two of them will succeed in breaking through!"

Hearing this, Liu Qingyin was even more unbearable: "He's all alone! He still has to protect that Lin Qiu! With his temperament, he will definitely not leave her behind... He, he is such a person. Ah! Brother, this is the first time I have asked you, so please help me and send me in! If you don't agree, I can only kneel down and beg you!"

Murong Chun blinked heavily, turned his head slightly to look at the sky, and sighed, "Okay."

The anxiety in his heart is actually no less than Liu Qingyin.

He knew very well that after the battle with the demon lord, the master's soul was severely traumatized, and it was not a matter of days to raise it. Ji Yuan had mental arithmetic and unintentional, and prepared this powerful magic circle to deal with Master. It is not certain whether Master can survive it!

Thinking about this, Murong Chun secretly made up his mind.

"Junior Sister, you use the waning moon pose, and I will push you back in."

Liu Qingyin was slightly puzzled, but not too concerned, Yi Yanyan turned around and sacrificed a single-handed sword move with great lethality.

I saw Murong Chun's sword flying on the spirit vine, and climbing up to the waning moon along Liu Qingyin's sword. His long sword flicked, the spirit vine tightened, the lingering moon was the bow, the spirit vine was the string, and his body was an arrow, "duh" and shot the red circle!

Liu Qingyin covered her lips and exclaimed in a low voice.

Murong Chun had already used this irresistible force to break through the red formation and fell straight into the fantasy formation.

"Brother--" Liu Qingyin shouted at Murongchun's back with a cry, "No!"

Murong Chun could no longer hear Liu Qingyin's voice.

After passing through the red magic circle, he lost consciousness in pain, everything in front of him turned into a very slow and very slow picture, he even couldn't tell whether the red light or green light was flashing in front of him.

The pure intention only appears in the rumors. In short, it is the wrestling of the two souls, and the whole process does not use any spiritual energy or physical power.

Although Moxiu cultivates the mind, the power of the mind of the soul is actually not great, and it needs to rely on aura to increase the effect of the attack. But as long as you use aura, you will be overwhelmed by the monks' moves. For Moxiu, this is also an unsolvable problem.

Unless you can cultivate to the pure meaning.

Ji Yuan in front of him understood this stunt that made the monk smell the color.

Although Murong Chun had already stepped on the ground with his feet on the ground, the whole person was confused, as if still floating in the air.

When the pain reached its extreme, he no longer recognized the pain. I only know that the buzzing in my mind is the endless damage.

‘No... let Jiyuan... do harm... common people... I die... I’m not sorry...’

Just when Murong Chun had forgotten everything and decided to explode the primordial spirit to injure Ji Yuan, the whole world suddenly fell silent.

A dissatisfied female voice rang in front of her clearly: "Don't make trouble!"

Murong Chun struggled to gather his sight.

Among the glaring red light, the white and pretty woman in front of her was like a nine-day goddess descending to the earth.