The next day, Zhu Jue and I ran into the conscientious dragon guy in the city. Mr. Longtao's kung fu is quite good, but no matter how you think about it, it's still a bit of a problem to wear night clothes and run on the roof in broad daylight. But the slot here can only be blamed on the author, not the fault of the innocent man. He has to be suspicious enough to make Zhu Jue want to catch up with him, so although it seems that this kind of behavior will lead to a continuous decline in IQ, which is not much at all, the Dragon King still does it. Thinking about it this way, he is also very hardworking.
So we ran out of the city behind the masked man in black. He's not a fast runner, so we're not at all worried about losing track. Presumably this character is also familiar with the survival guide of the character. There are quite a lot of unspoken rules in this world if you think about it carefully, such as distribution roles, male second, character, villain small boss, villain big boss, etc. A series of survival guides and personalities Guide...something weird got in the way. The closer you are to the protagonist, the more complicated the survival guide is, and the more detailed the regulations are, but one thing is certain, no matter how you stipulate it, it must serve the plot and the protagonist. If it violates the plot, it is likely to be obliterated by the rules. So most characters still obediently abide by these. People like my master are exceptions.
In the process of thinking about this, Zhu Jue and I came all the way to the foot of Changqing Mountain, and then followed him up the mountain. Because of the relationship behind it, I saw a section of Pangci with a red background covered with white love patterns exposed between the black trousers and jacket of the dragon set gentleman. I couldn't take my eyes off it because the pattern was so eye-catching. Mr. Longtao ran all the way to the open space above a cliff halfway up the mountain, and clasped his fists at the void: "Master!"
The exciting moment has arrived, and a BOSS in the early stage of our novel is about to appear. Because of the update issue, I don't know his identity yet, but as far as the setting is concerned, he is obviously very cool and domineering. And in terms of sexual orientation, it seems... ahem! This point is probably an attribute set by the author to serve readers, just like the authors of many kinds of Marvin put lily-attributed girls in the harem in order to increase the diversity of the protagonist's harem. Usually such a plot appears in a stallion novel... that is where both girls are doomed. But here is obviously not that kind of setting, because our little boss is actually a male. But selling rot is also a good setting to attract readers of a certain hobby.
Then our 1.9 meter BOSS appeared in front of Zhu Jue and me wearing a flamboyant gay purple, with a silver mask on his face. He narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly: "What news did you hear?"
"Linshan sent disciples to investigate. Other than that, everything is normal."
Mr. Boss waved his hand: "How many people are here?"
"Five people."
"Hmm..." Mr. Boss thought for a moment, then suddenly flicked his sleeves in our direction, and suddenly a mysterious force lifted the two of us out from behind the bushes and fell to the ground. The evil, charming and wild boss narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly: "It will soon become three people."
I took advantage of the opportunity to hold Zhu Jue behind my back. After all, I am now at a higher level than him. It is only natural to protect my junior, not to mention that he is the protagonist. The protagonist is very important! But to be honest, he still carries a shining aura of the protagonist on his body. No matter how other characters die or become disabled, the protagonist will definitely live because of various opportunities and have a certain chance of being promoted. This kind of treatment is really enviable. In this way, although the level is not as high as mine, Zhu Jue doesn't seem to need my protection at all. Thinking about it this way made me even more depressed.
I looked at the BOSS Jun Leng Muyu... Yes, he is such a charming and crazy man (name). Little mouse?"
I think... Although this guy looks evil and crazy, there is always something wrong somewhere. Thinking that most of the characters in this world don't fit the setting, I always feel that there must be something stupid and cute about this guy, but I can't see it yet. I tentatively said, "May I ask your name?"
The above sentence is nonsense like most of the lines, I knew his name when the author updated it.
"Just because you want to know my name?"
Yes, I already knew your name.
He went on to say: "Forget it, you are also dying, and you should remember who killed you, but even if you become a ghost, you probably won't be able to take revenge."
He walked towards us evilly and frantically, and with a paw on my head... the small bush next to me.
Him: "Huh?"
I:"?"
Congratulations: OO
Leng Muyu turned in another direction in a daze, and then successfully put his paw on my head: "... ah, here it is."
Feelings This BOSS gentleman is still myopic, no wonder his eyes are so blurred.
He messed up my hairstyle in a few strokes, which still made me a little uncomfortable. After all, my hair is long, and it is still very troublesome to comb it. Besides, men's heads cannot be touched casually. So I pushed his hand away and stared at him. Mr. BOSS looked a little upset, and said, "Touch it and you won't lose a piece of meat."
But he still took his hand back resentfully: "Forget it, you will die here anyway."
The author and the plot say no. The villain probably knows it too, he probably just talked about his lines.
So the villain flicked his sleeves, and Zhu Jue and I hugged each other and rolled down the nearby cliff. When I felt the weightlessness of falling, I turned to Mr. BOSS, because I couldn't see his expression because of the mask, but he kept looking at this side silently. I always feel that there is something very familiar about it.
But so far I don't have time to think about it that much. Although this cliff is not called a cliff, it is still very steep. I know that under the protection of the protagonist's halo, Zhu Jue's life will definitely not be in danger, but injuries are inevitable. I hugged Zhu Jue subconsciously, because he was smaller than me, so basically he was huddled in my arms. A pair of big eyes looked at me without blinking.
But after all, the time of falling is still very short, unlike some works where the cliff is in the air and there is a time to confess love. I am not the heroine, and I don’t need that kind of time. Speaking of which... this kind of treatment of falling off the cliff with the protagonist...isn't it usually for the heroine. Why did you give it to me this time
But the main character entrusted to me(?) by the author still needs to be taken care of.
With this in mind, we fell onto a small platform in the middle of the cliff. Next to it is a cave that exudes a mysterious atmosphere.
I know it's drama. You see, starting from Jin Yong's martial arts films, there must be such a mysterious cave under or near the cliff where the protagonist falls. Inside this cave, there must be the painstaking efforts of the immortals from a long, long time ago. It may be secret books, secret treasures, secret medicines, or all of them. In short, before the ancestor died, he had to climb down the cliff and find or dig out such a cave, and then carefully covered the door with camouflage, and then installed a large number of traps inside, and finally died heroically in the deepest part of the cave, with his soul still alive. You can't go to reincarnation, you have to wait here for the protagonist to come, maybe there is still an unfulfilled wish waiting for the protagonist to realize and then use this as a reason to provide the protagonist with a lot of supplies, and there is a certain chance to become the protagonist's master. Given that our main character now has a master (though he's largely out of control), this scenario probably won't happen. Thinking about it this way, these ancestors on the cliff were also quite miserable. However, the characters in this world each have their own hardships, and no one can say which one is the best.
Currently, the protagonist and I are airborne in front of such a cave. But unfortunately my airborne failed, and now my left leg is probably broken, and the blood is all over the ground, and I feel a little dizzy and nauseated. Zhu Jue finally came to his senses now, he got up from me and looked at my legs in shock. He was supposed to be wounded in terms of the plot, but now this wound fell on me, and he just had some scrapes on his body. . But because of the location of the wound, I don't think I can walk now. After thinking for a while, I said to Zhu Jue who was at a loss: "Can you go into the cave by yourself?"
"Brother?"
I pointed to my leg: "I can't go in with you now." To be honest, it still hurts, and I couldn't help gasping when I spoke.
Zhu Jue immediately said, "No, I can't leave you here!"
At this time, why are you still the Holy Mother, you go in and search for the things left to you by your ancestors, maybe there is some secret medicine.
But I can't say this now, I can only stare at Zhu Jue. Zhu Jue muttered, "...but..."
"No but. You won't leave me here, will you?"
"No, but I'm worried..."
"Do you think there are other possibilities for us to get out of here besides this hole?" Don't mention the possibility of Yujian flying with me, because there was a traffic accident when I lent the flying sword to Seventy-seven, Seventy-seven is fine , the sword is broken, so there is no transportation now. Not to mention that Zhu Jue can't fly at all now.
The protagonist lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his head: "I'll carry you!"
"ah?"
"I'll carry you in, I won't leave you here."
Speaking of the protagonist, he carried me back very firmly.
"...that, Ah Jue?"
"Um?"
"I think I can still save it?"
"… What?"
"If the blood doesn't stop, I'm going to faint..." Because of the blood fainting.
The author has something to say: Supporting role size guide:
The first hand to be dedicated to the protagonist
The second time is dedicated to the protagonist's mouth
The third time I want to be with the protagonist,
Whether to offer chrysanthemums depends on the attack
The last time before death is also dedicated to the protagonist
Whether one or more times after death is dedicated to the protagonist depends on the degree of abnormality of the protagonist.
No matter how many times it is, I will dedicate it to the protagonist