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This autumn has not come to an end yet, Shen Cheng's brows are filled with a heavy aura of death, and Lu Shenxing sees him approaching death bit by bit.
Wei Yang was even more silent than before, and the smile that always hung on Liu Huo's face was gone. Whether it was for the castle master, himself, or Youlong Castle, everyone was worried.
The person involved was extremely calm and calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.
Lu Shenxing thought that Shen Cheng couldn't wait until winter, but Shen Cheng managed to survive for a year, which was beyond his expectation.
On the day of the Lantern Festival, every house in the city was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, making it very festive. The dull atmosphere in Youlong Fort also faded a little with the sound of fireworks and firecrackers.
The kitchen was filled with heat, and more than a dozen cooks were preparing dinner. Lu Shenxing leaned against the edge of the table, holding the freshly picked up floating yuanzi with his chopsticks, blowing on it a few times before stuffing it into his mouth.
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"Madam, these are stuffed with lard and meat." The middle-aged man brought over two hot plates of fried rice dumplings, "This is stuffed with sesame seeds."
Lu Shenxing's voice was unclear, "Wrap another plate with sesame seeds and use less sugar."
"Hey!" The middle-aged man responded and quickly ordered someone to get it.
His empty stomach finally felt better. Lu Shenxing wiped his mouth and sighed with satisfaction. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the golden Fu Yuanzi. He strode over and asked, "Is it stuffed with osmanthus?"
The middle-aged man nodded and nervously fiddled with the floats in the oil pan. In his rush, he forgot to wipe the water off the chopsticks. As soon as he put them in, there was a loud sizzling sound and hot oil splashed everywhere.
Lu Shenxing pulled down his sleeves to cover the back of his hands, smiled and reassured, "It's okay."
"Madam, little one..." The middle-aged man felt very guilty. He suddenly looked behind Lu Shenxing, the expression on his face was as frightening as if he had seen a ghost.
Lu Shenxing turned around, but instead of seeing the ghost, he saw Shen Cheng.
The kitchen was suddenly enveloped in a cold atmosphere, and everyone knelt on the ground, not daring to let out the atmosphere.
The damaged meridians in the body were running backwards, Shen Cheng's chest rose and fell greatly, his breathing was rapid, the veins on his forehead bulged, and his face was distorted.
When Lu Shenxing saw this, he immediately went to pull Shen Cheng away, but he was still a step too late. Warm liquid|liquid splashed on the back of his neck. He turned around and saw that the middle-aged man who had been talking to him just now had died.
The bubbling blood on the ground was so disgusting that no one dared to scream.
Lu Shenxing's face turned livid. He took a deep breath and approached with all his strength. His face was cut with blood from the violent explosion of energy around Shen Cheng.
Holding Shen Cheng's hand, Lu Shenxing ignored the blood flowing to his chin, and the smell of blood overflowed from his throat, "I'm here."
Shen Cheng's ferocious, bloodthirsty eyes had a glimmer of clarity. He held Lu Shenxing tightly and used his other hand to wipe the blood on his face. There was an almost imperceptible plea hidden in his voice, "Go back."
A burning pain came from the burned area, and Lu Shenxing cursed in his heart. He had forgotten how many similar martial arts volumes he had chosen. Without martial arts and no inner strength, he would be the protagonist of a disaster movie.
What happened that day did not flow out of the kitchen. The blood stains on the floor were cleaned up. Everyone was still busy with what they were doing, as if nothing had happened.
The smell of medicine on Lu Shenxing's body became stronger and stronger, and even he felt that he would die at Shen Cheng's hands at any time.
Spring is warm and flowers are blooming. This world is their world.
Shen Cheng was extremely thin and his breathing was intermittent. Lu Shenxing sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his fingers. The first time he met this person was a coincidence. The second time was considered fate, and there should be no third time.
"I will pamper you and accompany you forever. I don't want to see you again in the next life." Lu Shenxing squinted his eyes and swept the walls of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, using a volume that only he could hear.
The world is fake, people and things are evolved from words, but feelings are real. Lu Shenxing is afraid that he will get lost in it and forget his original intention, so he reminds himself every time he is about to relax.
If he forgets to remind him one day, it will be a terrible thing.
He cannot forget his identity and purpose, and must realize that this is just a game. He has parents waiting for him, brothers and sisters, and a group of friends. Everything is to go back and return to his original life.
Lu Shenxing looked at the person in front of him and found that he was still the same as the other person, remembering nothing. Once things other than the task were involved too much, he would think too much and worry too much, which was not good.
The most terrifying thing is the day when reality and illusion are confused. Lu Shenxing looked at the wounds on his arms. The old ones had faded, and new ones were added. There was no end to this kind of life.
"222, are the people you selected involved in my two missions?"
"Ding, Mr. Lu, this is not within the scope of work."
The answer was unsatisfactory as expected. Lu Shenxing found it quite boring. He felt very irritated by being passive in everything.
He thought more than once that maybe the soul in Shen Cheng's body was worried about the progress of the mission just like him.
Shen Cheng opened his eyes, and the outline of the past could still be seen on his already cold face. There was a strong dark aura, which made people frightened and uneasy. Lu Shenxing was used to seeing it all the time.
"What time is it?"
"At the quarter of the hour." Lu Shenxing yawned and pinched the quilt on Shen Cheng's body. "Wait a little longer and it will be dawn."
He suppressed the depression in his eyes. Another year of guarding Shen Cheng exhausted his patience. There was no movement from the five percent. It seemed that it was really hopeless.
Shen Cheng reached out to touch Lu Shenxing's cheek, caressing it slowly, and stopped at his neck. The things under his eyes were covered by the black eyelashes and could not be seen clearly.
"Is it daylight yet?"
"Soon."
After a while, Shen Cheng asked the same question again. Lu Shenxing, who was a little tired, suddenly shrank his pupils. He smelled the dark aura of a dying person from Shen Cheng.
"Don't be afraid" was heard in his ears, and the hand on his neck tightened with a terrifying force. Lu Shenxing's consciousness gradually faded away. The fingertips holding the back of Shen Cheng's hand scratched hard, and then slowly released. Hanging down weakly.
The moment Lu Shenxing stopped breathing, Shen Cheng raised the corners of his lips and smiled with satisfaction, feeling the joy of having his wish fulfilled.
Along with his laughter, a system prompt appeared in Lu Shenxing's mind: "Ding, the second volume of the mission is completed."
The already vulnerable meridians were finally shattered, and Shen Cheng's seven orifices were bleeding. He closed his clothes and lay quietly beside him, interlocking his fingers with Lu Shenxing, closing his eyes with a smile, and said softly, "I'm here."
The light of the fire disturbed everyone in Youlong Castle. They saw the fire rising from the Green Bamboo Garden. The fire spread with the wind and swept away everything. Soon there was only a ruin.
Its daybreak.