Xie Zhiwei walked forward while groping, the rocks under his feet made him stagger. Red light flooded everywhere like a miasma. Fortunately, the mouth and nose were covered by the mask, otherwise they would have choked to death.
After the explosion just now, the inside was as quiet as stagnant water, not to mention spiritual power, and even the existence of living things could not be felt.
Xie Zhiwei was a little panicked, no, it can be said to be very panicked.
Because the system didn't say in advance whether the male lead would die or not. Of course, he was sure that the male lead was a cheating existence. But now, the plot is so crooked one after another, he can't believe that the hero's position is unshakable.
If there is no male protagonist in this article... can the plot still be called a plot? What is the meaning of his existence
Wasn't all the previous work in vain
Xie Zhiwei didn't dare to think too deeply, and quickly closed his eyes. The red lotus petals slowly unfolded behind him, brighter than the red light in front of him, like several sharp knives, breaking and dispelling the surrounding red light. With great difficulty, he stabilized his mind, and slowly probed with his spiritual sense, finally found a faint movement.
It was a faint breathing sound, very familiar.
I realized that even though it was so far away, Xie Zhiwei could tell that it was exactly the same as when Mu He was abused by Hei Lian four years ago, leaning in his arms and enduring it.
Xie Zhiwei took three steps in parallel and walked there.
In the vast red light, a cold voice came: "Who is it?"
Today is not what it used to be, the hero has grown up, no matter how weak he is at this time, he cannot be underestimated. Xie Zhiwei didn't dare to say anything, and walked towards the source of the sound, and a slender figure in the red light gradually became clear in his vision.
Mu Yu leaned against the stone wall behind him, holding the Qingping sword in one hand, and the blade pointed to the front of nothingness. The white clothes were fluttering with spiritual power, ethereal and handsome, as if they could fly up at any time. But his eyes were empty, and his pupils were blood-red, which did not match the appearance of this fairy.
I don't know what happened to him. At this moment, his expression is a little ferocious, and his forehead is full of sweat. Xie Zhiwei's footsteps were slightly heavier, and he was keenly aware of it. He looked forward through the nightmarish blood in front of his eyes, and his consciousness became a little clearer.
"Chi Yan, you are finally here." Mu Yu raised his eyelids expressionlessly, and at the same time aimed Qingping sword at Xie Zhiwei.
A ray of blue light shot towards Xie Zhiwei's body quickly and accurately, like water hitting a sponge, it quickly penetrated and disappeared.
Xie Zhiwei thumped in his heart, and stopped abruptly. He looked at the sword's edge about three inches away from his heart, and his throat moved unconsciously.
The male protagonist really has a clear distinction between likes and hates, and every penny counts, and he doesn't forget to fight and kill when he gets to this point. But as everyone knows, this Qingping Sword is useless right now.
But even if he missed a single hit, Mu Kuu had no way to make up for it. His brows were wrinkled together, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his whole body was crumbling. He turned the Qingping sword so that the edge of the sword was facing down and resting on the ground, so he didn't let himself fall.
Only then did Xie Zhiwei see that Mu Yu was holding something in his other hand. That thing kept releasing red brilliance, and the brilliance was transmitted to his body through Mu Ku's wrist, wandering around his limbs and everywhere, every cycle, Mu Ku's expression felt a little painful.
This is the blood agate is rejecting, and the hero has already got it. He needs to endure great pain to let the blood agate release excess evil spirit, and then use it for him.
The same is true for this passage in the original book, but with Qiu Chongyun outside and Tantai Meng inside, no one can sneak up on him at this time. But now that there is no one in the harem, and the younger brother has turned against each other, what a tragic first time this time.
Xie Zhiwei broke his jar and thought: Whether it was before or now, is only brother escorting him? This male protagonist has failed too much, and I can't help feeling a little bit of sympathy for him.
Another burst of brilliance spread over his body, Mu Ku's lips turned white, he couldn't help closing his eyes, and staggered a bit.
Xie Zhiwei stretched out his hand, and was about to help him, when he saw his right hand holding the blood agate hang down feebly. The knuckles were dangling, as if the blood agate could slip out of his hand with a light touch.
Xie Zhiwei just remembered that his right hand was broken. I couldn't help leaning over to observe carefully, and found that the hand was dry and deformed due to years of poor blood flow, the joints were swollen and black, and the fingers were surprisingly thin, which looked like the hand of a mummy, very terrible.
In the end is not curable, or is there another reason
Xie Zhiwei didn't believe this evil, and grabbed the wrist in his hand. Mu Ku was shocked: "Go away." He opened his eyes suddenly, the blood red eyes seemed to swallow Xie Zhiwei.
Xie Zhiwei said casually: "Don't move around." He was putting his whole heart on his hand, and for a moment he forgot that it was four years later. After he finished speaking, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, but when he hurriedly observed Mu Kui, he found that the other party quieted down for a moment.
Mu Yu looked confused, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice: "This...is also an illusion?"
The side effect of blood agate is that it will cause a mental attack on the host, and severe cases collapse and die on the spot. But for the existence of the male protagonist who is so mentally strong, this kind of damage is at most like drinking fake wine, talking nonsense, seeing and hearing hallucinations for a while, and it will naturally return to normal when the energy passes.
Xie Zhiwei continued without changing his face: "Yes, hallucination."
Mu Ku seemed to twitch the corner of his mouth, and leaned against the cliff with some strength, laughing at himself: "This illusion... is really good."
What's the matter, young man, what kind of illusion did you sprout from these trivial words
Although Xie Zhiwei couldn't understand Mu Ku's mental activities at this time, he didn't have time to think about it, and while he ordered "don't move", he pointed his finger on Mu Ku's severed hand.
The thick spiritual power rushed in, and quickly flowed into the veins in Mu Kui's hand along Xie Zhiwei's fingertips. The four-year Lingquan has no white bubbles, and the healing power of these spiritual powers is amazing. It takes only half a stick of incense to repair the broken joints, and then give birth to new flesh and blood.
During this period, Mu Ku has been quietly huddled in the corner. Now it is rare for him to show such a helpless and weak look, Xie Zhiwei couldn't help thinking of how he pretended to be pitiful in front of her four years ago. He couldn't help but sighed, and patted his head in a strange way.
According to the male protagonist's setting of hanging up the sky in the future, it is one less time to touch this head.
But when his fingertips touched the top of Mu Kui's head, Mu Kui raised his eyebrows suddenly. The blood agate in his hand shone brightly at this moment.
This broken stone is the last wave of tossing, the male protagonist rises up, just bear with it, the stars and sea outside are waiting for you to conquer!
Just as Xie Zhiwei was about to say something to cheer him up, his eyes flashed.
The dizzying red light lingered back and forth, and some fragmented pictures appeared in the field of vision, with fragments and wholes.
Under what circumstances, the power of this broken stone's mental attack can affect others
But... this seems to be the hero's memory fragments.
Xie Zhiwei collected himself, quickly captured a few larger ones, and quickly browsed them.
The first fragment is that the young Mu Yu got out from under the table and ran to grab a man's trouser leg, and that man's hand was pulling a woman's skirt. The woman turned her head in panic, revealing the same eyebrows and eyes as Mu Zhi.
The second fragment was broken dishes on the ground, as well as meals polluted by mud. A group of domineering Danding City disciples kept kicking the fallen Mu Ku until Mu Ku slowly stretched out his hand, grabbed the food and delivered it to his mouth.
In the third fragment, Bai Yu looked down at Mu Kuh condescendingly, and Mu Kuu was dying, his face was as white as paper, black blood poured out of his mouth, but his eyes were wide open. The jade token in Bai Yu's hand and Cheng Daoxiu's vicious smile were reflected in his pupils.
Mu Yu, who had finally calmed down, began to pant again, and his right hand, which was being repaired by Xie Zhiwei, trembled slightly. Xie Zhiwei wanted to appease him and then made noises to disturb his mind, the only thing he could do was to hold his wrist tightly.
The fragments are still floating out one by one. It seems like a dream, but it happened in reality. It is nothing more than Mu Yu's more painful experience before and after his rebirth.
Xie Zhiwei gradually couldn't bear to look at it, and suddenly he was filled with righteous indignation, and had the urge to point at the grass python hero's nose and scold him.
This guy moves his fingers and taps the keyboard, and the characters in his pen have to live and die according to his imagination. The author is happy and the readers are happy, but what about the protagonist
It is true that if the heavens will send a great mission to people, they must first kill their own mothers, cut off their brothers and feet, and endure hardships before they can become masters.
But the question is whether Mu Yu is willing to be a master, and does he want to take on this great responsibility
Blackening is awesome, but the price is heavy. If you ask any normal person to choose, they must want to live a lifetime in peace and stability. Even if you are a peddler, you don't want to kill your mother.
These unscrupulous authors who only abuse characters...
Xie Zhiwei was distracted by wild thoughts, suddenly Mu Yu said in a low voice: "No..."
It was also at this time that the last bit of flesh on his right hand grew completely, and after the restoration was completed, his first movement was to tightly grasp it. The brilliance of the blood agate shone through his fingers, as if it was suddenly and powerfully reflected.
Immediately afterwards, all the fragments overlapped to form a complete and clear picture. In the picture, Xie Zhiwei has never seen himself in a state of embarrassment, he is a little blind, but he has to.
It was four years ago when he was on the cliff four years ago, he was held motionless by Mu Xi, obviously dead. Several Taoist disciples wanted to take over his body, but Mu Yu refused to let go. He fell into the muddy water with his arms around the corpse, his white clothes were filthy, his movements were resolute, but his expression was extremely helpless.
He was crying, crying undisguisedly, and the rain was not against his face, as if there were so many tears in his eyes.
Is this the biggest and strongest blow to the male lead? Is the attack power of the blood agate gone astray, or is the hero's memory gone astray
Xie Zhiwei suddenly had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, and out of nowhere, he said: "Don't cry."
The picture gradually began to blur, which was a precursor to the decrease in the blood agate's attack power.
Xie Zhiwei felt that what he just said was a bit stupid, but he suddenly heard a choked answer: "Yes, don't cry..."
Well, he's not the only one who's an idiot.
The next moment, Mu Yu slowly stood up straight. Although the red light in his eyes was still there, a phantom of a black lotus rose above his head.
When Xie Zhiwei saw it, he was very pleased. The hero finally cheered up from the bewilderment of the red light, and knew to use the black lotus to resist. Then, Xie Zhiwei widened his eyes. Because while Black Lotus and Blood Agate were fighting, they also launched a corresponding mental attack.
This time it not only affects Xie Zhiwei, but directly affects Xie Zhiwei.
The system issued a piercing alarm: "Warning, an external force is invading and trying to grab your memory fragments. Would you like to grant it?"
Xie Zhiwei was puzzled: "As a traveler, what kind of memory fragments do I have?"
The system replied: "There is only one saved, it is useless. In order to prevent identity exposure through time travel, it is recommended to grant it."
Xie Zhiwei couldn't remember when he kept this kind of thing for a while, so he nodded: "Give it."
The system made a "ding", and then a picture floated out from his consciousness, and it appeared in front of the two of them impressively.
It was on the misty step cliff, there was Yan Zhifei, there was Chu Zhiyes, there was Xia Zhiqi, and there were father and son of the Bai family. Wearing a half-worn Taoist robe that had just entered Taoism, Mu Yu knelt in front of a man in crow blue Taoist robe, said with tears in his eyes: "My name is Mu Yu. Because my father died early, I was brought up by my mother alone. I entered Taoism Practicing is my mother's lifelong wish, and it has been fulfilled today. Thank you, Master, and thank you all my uncles and uncles."
He bowed to that person three times, and the person in front of him smiled and nodded, with a lot of concern and pity in his eyes.
Xie Zhiwei suddenly realized and remembered.
… At that time, he thought it was fresh for the heroine to cry, and thought that he would never see it again, so he asked the grass python hero to take a screenshot for him to save.