Xie Zhiwei didn't have time to think about it, so he directly scanned it with his spiritual sense.
Then I saw Mu Yu lying on his back on the bed he had slept on before, his face pale and unconscious. Yin Wushuang was frightened and shook him a few times, but there was no reaction at all. She stood up straight in a panic: "Brother Mu Yu, I'll call for someone, come here..." Before she could take two steps, a hand grabbed her neck.
Mu Ku stood behind her like a ghost, his eyes were already blood red. He closed his fingers tightly, as if what he held was not human life, but a fly that he hated.
"Mu... help..." Yin Wushuang couldn't complete the sentence, she couldn't see the person behind her, and she tried to ask Mu Yu for help.
But the hand stuck around her neck seemed to be irritated, and suddenly tightened a little, pinching her so that she rolled her eyes and passed out.
She limply leaned aside, like a delicate little flower, with tears of pain hanging on her immature face, which made people feel pity.
But Mu Ku threw her aside roughly, and then, a black mist appeared in the palm of his hand. He staggered towards Yin Wushuang, and said in his mouth: "Those who bully me... all die."
The door was gently pushed open from the outside, and the night wind blew in for a moment.
"Who!" Mu Yu immediately raised his head, his red eyes were about to hit the door with the evil spirit of the black lotus in his hand.
But before he could hit it, someone grabbed his hand. Then he was hit hard on the head: "Don't kill you?"
Mu Ku immediately froze in place.
The voice continued: "If you don't lie on the bed for the teacher, you have ruined yourself like this in just a few days."
Mu Yu tried to open his eyes wide, but his eyes were still loose: "Master?"
Xie Zhiwei said angrily, "What do you think?"
"Master has never hit a disciple..." Mu Yu was a little uncertain, closed his eyes and said, "But..."
Xie Zhiwei said: "But what, I will beat you no matter how much you talk, go and lie down."
Suddenly, I found that when the male protagonist is unconscious, it is quite comfortable to get along with him in this way. Not only can you vent your emotions quickly, but you don't have to worry about the hero turning his face and denying him, you can pinch it as you want.
Mu Yu still kept his eyes closed, but his eyebrows softened: "But the disciple is very happy."
I go crazy! You masochist!
Xie Zhiwei couldn't help giving him another look: "You're happy, aren't you?"
Mu Yu shook his body, opened his eyes and looked at Xie Zhiwei carefully, and said to himself: "Master, why is this so strange today?"
Xie Zhiwei called twice, but the system didn't remind him. He took the opportunity to look at the presence index, and immediately became refreshed: the last star was almost half lit!
He lost his temper, and sneered: "It's right to be strange, and there are even more strange ones."
Anyway, the male protagonist has been tortured by illusions for so long, and he doesn't care about this moment. And right now, Yin Wushuang is not in danger of his life, and he is sleeping peacefully, which is a great time!
The grievances accumulated in the past two lifetimes, the grievances for no reason in the past two days, let me vent it now!
Xie Zhiwei pushed Mu Yu onto the bed, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and questioned condescendingly: "You are busy returning the Qingping sword to me, and you are also eager to use up the spiritual power that was lost to you. It is not a small skill."
Under his hand, Mu Yu said in a daze: "Master, disciple, don't..."
"Shut up, you're still wronged." Xie Zhiwei interrupted him, "I've already arrived in Feihua Town, and I'm rushing back, what am I trying to do?"
Mu Yu blushed, and said in a low voice: "The picture is a disciple..."
"You still know." Xie Zhiwei was taken aback after finishing speaking, and corrected him: "No, it's for your well-being. Look at you now... four years ago, I was worrying about you for nothing on Yibuya."
Mu Yu held his hand tremblingly: "Master, don't get angry, this disciple knows he was wrong."
Xie Zhiwei's scalp tightened, and he withdrew his hand instantly: "Don't touch me. I came back to save you, and I have no other intentions."
Mu Ku's red eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.
Don't fight back when you beat me, and don't fight back when you scold me. Xie Zhiwei's anger felt like it had been injected into a sponge, and the violent temper of his previous life was unexpectedly unable to be used. After a long while, he finally said: "If you have that kind of meaning for Princess Yin, you should take good care of your illness. As a teacher, I am not afraid of your attack, but how can she bear it as a girl."
Mu Ku argued, "I don't have any disciples."
"No? Then why don't you let me see your injuries, but you don't shy away from Princess Yin?" Xie Zhiwei didn't know why he cared about this, and said coldly: "You are really young, and you don't even know who you like. But... also Just right."
Sure enough, the picture of the male protagonist is fresh for a while, but the one he likes is the girl.
Then he doesn't have to worry about it in the future.
Xie Zhiwei put his hand on Mu Yu's chest, and said calmly, "I will heal your wounds for the teacher."
But that hand was grabbed by Mu Yu, and the blood in Mu Yu's eyes was thick, "Master would not say these things to his disciples in the past, so..."
Xie Zhiwei asked, "What?"
"So, the master at this moment is really an illusion, right?"
Xie Zhi was slightly stunned.
I am XXXXX! ! ! ! Those words just now were for nothing, come again
Sure enough, Mu Yu's next sentence was: "If it's an illusion, wouldn't it be possible..."
Before he finished speaking, he turned over suddenly, and Xie Zhiwei was already under him before he could react.
"Wait a minute, you... um..." Xie Zhiwei's mouth was blocked before he could finish his reprimand.
Mu Yu's crimson eyes were close at hand, and his eyes were obviously hazy, but Xie Zhiwei saw the meaning of determination and madness.
The tip of his tongue was against Xie Zhiwei's jaw, and because of his weakness at the moment, he couldn't pry it open for a long time, and he bit it out of anger.
A slight pain came, and Xie Zhiwei finally came back to his senses. He pushed Mu Ku away and touched the bitten mouth in disbelief. Mu Kuu struggled to get up from the bed, still opened his dull eyes, and rushed towards him unyieldingly.
"Is Master's illusion so ruthless... I will definitely..."
Suddenly a spell was thrown on him, he paused, then suddenly fell back on the bed, and fell asleep like an obedient puppet.
Xie Zhiwei clapped his hands and proudly got out of bed.
This kid is simply poisonous! I would strangle and kill other people's phantoms, but when I saw Xie Zhiwei's phantom... fortunately, I'm sick now, if I were in the peak state, I wouldn't really give him that!
With a cold face, Xie Zhi helped Mu Yu up and leaned in his arms, planning to finish the job quickly and leave.
You know, the hero's mental power is extremely strong, and his sleeping spell can only trap him for a while. When the hero's spiritual power recovers a little bit, it won't work.
If it was the male lead in the original book, how could such a mistake happen? Still letting people hug and fiddle
What a shame!
This is not only bent, but also bent out of shape. This is Xie Zhiwei himself here, if it's really an illusion, is it true that he, Mu Yu, is really fucking him
Hehehehe, the domineering aura shocked the entire male audience, and the great god Mu Yu, who has slept with beauties all over the world, now actually only needs to fuck an illusion to be satisfied.
The emotional line is twisted so far, what about the plot line? Ever since Xie Zhiwei revealed his identity, he has stagnated!
What about unifying the world? What about the sea of stars
No, no, no, the stars and the sea are farewell, another world is extremely dangerous, who knows what kind of trauma and disaster it will bring to this world after opening it.
But... Speaking of which, if the male protagonist is so sick and weak, let alone the stars and the sea, he won't even be able to win the throne, right
Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but look down, Mu Ku closed his eyes and leaned on his shoulder, his face was paler than snow, and his eyelashes cast long shadows. The eyebrows stretched twice in front of him a few days ago, and now they are wrinkled again.
Xie Zhiwei's anger suddenly weakened.
When he died four years ago, he was leaning in Mu Qian's arms like this.
Even if he left alive, he couldn't imagine how Mu Xi came back after his death.
Xie Zhiwei sighed, and the speed of injecting spiritual power unconsciously accelerated.
Complaining and complaining, isn't he the one who started it? If it weren't for the fact that there are so many dramas, and he is unwilling to be lonely and always wants to follow the hero's plot, everything will not change.
Saving him now, treating him well, to put it bluntly, is actually making up for it, and has nothing to do with the plot.
Xie Zhiwei thought seriously, this is the end of the matter, you can do whatever you want, as long as you don’t…
Mu Yu's eyebrows moved suddenly, Xie Zhiwei's heart trembled, and he quickly let go.
It seems that the spiritual power has almost been replenished. Xie Zhiwei was just about to leave, but when he got up, he felt dizzy.
He held onto the edge of the bed to stand still.
— A few days ago, he replenished the hero's spiritual power once, and during this time, he fought with the pursuers and returned with the Qingping Sword. Just now, the male lead's needs were like a bottomless pit. He was soft-hearted, so he didn't consider his own situation.
At this moment, dizziness and dizziness are clearly a manifestation of the rapid depletion of spiritual energy.
Xie Zhiwei pulled himself together, even if he was dizzy, he couldn't get dizzy here.
Suddenly there were two announcements from outside: "The prince is here, and the prince Yin is here."
It's so hard to die, why are you here now
But Xie Zhiwei's spiritual power was no longer enough to activate the Qingping Sword. Seeing the footsteps approaching, he quickly got under the bed.
Immediately after the two doors opened, Kyushu King and Yin Cangshan appeared at the door, the two were still talking with smiles on their faces.
The room was quiet, Mu Yu and Yin Wushuang fell on the bed and fell on the ground.
Yin Cangshan cried out: "Wu Shuang!"
He was the first to rush into the house, and when he saw the red mark on Yin Wushuang's neck, his face immediately turned pale. Helping Yin Wushuang up in a hurry, he breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his head and said, "What's going on?"
The King of Kyushu suppressed the anger in his eyes and said, "Come here."