Overlord Husband Secretly Reborn

As the fruit knife was inserted into his chest, Cheng Yun fell to the ground in an instant, red blood splashed on the white tiles——

This long and painful dream was finally crumbling, like a collapsed city, Jiang Wenluo raised his head and saw a dazzling white light above his head.When the dream ended, Jiang Wenluo opened his eyes in an instant, sat up, and saw Liang Yaowen sitting opposite him, looking at him inexplicably, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Liang Yaowen..." Jiang Wenluo called blankly, "Did I sleep for a long time?"

He was shrouded in disappointment, and looked sickly.

"It's been a long time, it's time to go out." Liang Yaowen came over, bent down, and gently kissed Jiang Wenluo on the forehead, "I'm here to see you—"

In an instant, Jiang Wenluo felt that he was wrapped in a huge, soft and moist "creature", and the suction cup was attached to his arm, which made him feel a strange tingling sensation.

Jiang Wenluo was blindfolded, and he vaguely heard Zheng Li's cry again, but Jiang Wenluo felt that he had become a cocoon, entangled in every thread.

Something like a revolving lantern appeared in front of my eyes, and the movie was edited into pieces. From the beginning, the day when Zheng Li met Cheng Yun was the beginning of the tragedy.

The film has a large area of ​​gray, and the blood is intertwined in it, which looks abnormally viscous.

Jiang Wenluo saw Chengyun's funeral in the flashing clips. Zheng Li was wearing a black suit, holding Chengyun's tombstone tightly, with no expression on his face.

Then after Chengyun's death, Zheng Li began to see a psychiatrist, and he began to take the medicine prescribed by the doctor. His mental condition improved miraculously, and he looked radiant every day.

Jiang Wenluo put his hands on his stomach, and felt that this scene was weird.

——What kind of medicine can cure mental illness so quickly?Can Zheng Li start a new chapter so quickly?

Impossible.

However, Zheng Li couldn't find anything unusual. Seeing him in the empty room, Jiang Wenluo happily called out, "Yunyun..."

After he took the medicine, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards.

The room was empty, and he was the only one there, but Zheng Li seemed to be able to respond, and said happily, "You're back."

Suddenly, Zheng Li looked displeased, and asked the air puzzledly: "Why did you commit suicide? Can't we just go on like this?"

"—It's been like this from the beginning, why can't you accept it?"

He looked like "Li Xin" for a while, and looked like "Zheng Li" again for a while. The two expressions flashed back and forth on one face, like two slides flipping quickly.

There are large and small portraits of Chengyun hanging on the wall in a row, Zheng Li raised his hand with a look on his face, and gently stroked the raised oil painting wall marks on the portraits, "Yunyun, you are my most perfect painting, the most perfect painting. A work of art, I created you with my own hands."

"I love you."

In the void, Zheng Ligao raised his hand and knelt on one knee, as if he was kissing the back of another person's hand.

He looked wildly shadowy and serious.

Not long after, the two personalities were considered to have merged in this kiss.

Then, Zheng Li lay on the bed, turned sideways, as if there was someone beside him, and slowly fell asleep.

When the next fragment came, the screen suddenly changed, and it came to a white consulting room——

"Doctor, Chengyun seems to appear less and less frequently recently."

"You give me some more medicine, you give me some more medicine."

Zheng Li was dressed in black, with sunken cheeks, and he looked at the opposite person with almost faith, he was neither human nor ghost.

"You're almost healed," said the person opposite. He was wearing a pair of dark blue trousers. When he sat down, his legs crossed, revealing a honey-colored ankle.

His voice was very strange, as if it was wrapped in a glass cover, and it came from far away. The expression on his face was almost rigid, his eyes were lifeless, and only his eyes drooped down, like a puppet.

Jiang Wenluo found that this "doctor" looked a bit like Liang Yaowen, only more rigid.

Zheng Li knelt at the feet of "Liang Yaowen", with a humble expression as if he was praying for a sad believer who was not favored by the gods.

However, "Liang Yaowen" was unmoved, and the smile on his face deepened, and he let out a low laugh.

——He seemed a little puzzled by Zheng Li's appearance, but he was more pleased by Zheng Li's attitude.

"What's the hurry?" Liang Yaowen said softly, "It's almost time for you."

Very abruptly, Jiang Wenluo heard the sound of the clock again in this room.Inappropriately, Jiang Wenluo faced this problem for the first time - time seems to be very important to this world.

Every full hour corresponds to a critical time.

At twelve o'clock at noon, when the second hand coincided with the hour hand, there was a sound of "boom", and the watch made a "bell strike" sound.

Liang Yaowen stood up, he took a step back, Zheng Li looked at him blankly, the sound of the bell made him dazed.

Jiang Wenluo, who was on the sidelines in bewilderment, saw a frightening scene.

Zheng Li lowered his head and followed Liang Yaowen like a spider, crawling forward on all fours, desperately following.However, Liang Yaowen's actions were very ruthless. He raised his foot and stepped on Zheng Li's head, preventing him from going forward.

The next second, from Zheng Li's neckline -- it protruded a little bit, and something crawled out of it.

It is a curved tentacle.

Liang Yaowen raised his hand, and the tentacle moved.

Starting from Zheng Li's neck, the tip of the tentacle pierced his skin, and it became like a knife, cutting open Zheng Li's "skin".

Zheng Li's pupils trembled and he screamed violently.

Jiang Wenluo took a step back in fright, seeing the two pieces of skin on the back of Zheng Li's neck being peeled off, and let out a low cry.But Liang Yaowen seemed to be aware of it, and raised his head to look this way.

——Jiang Wenluo saw the whole process of Zheng Li's "fading".

The soft and smooth surface skin of the human body seems to have lost its connection with the internal flesh and blood in an instant, and has become a layer of clothes worn on the human body, which can be easily taken off.

Now Zheng Li's skin was like a pullover, he was bewitched, he grabbed the neckline of the "sweater", and pulled up his own skin little by little.Then his body backed away, but Pi stayed where he was.

"Like a snake shedding its skin, like a newborn Satan." Jiang Wenluo murmured to himself.

"It turned out to be like this, that's why there are two corpses, one is skin and the other is human."

Seeing Liang Yaowen walking over, Jiang Wenluo picked up the skin that Zheng Li had taken off, looking back and forth like holding a product that he was not very satisfied with, looking inside and out of the skin.

"The corpses placed next to the big tree should all have peeled off their skins," Jiang Wenluo realized the time difference. "The ones placed in Liang Yaowen's room were the skins that had been peeled off by a few of them."

Zheng Li fell to the ground without a trace, looking the same as before peeling off, not even any blood stains on his body, and Liang Yaowen didn't even look at him, just picked up the skin and walked out of the room.

These fragments were still swirling in front of Jiang Wenluo's eyes, shining like fireflies. The story after Cheng Yun's death was still going on. Jiang Wenluo realized that everything behind might be inseparable from Liang Yaowen.

Just as he was about to continue watching, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"Come back!" A familiar voice came to Jiang Wenluo's ears at the same time, almost making his eardrums buzz.

He wakes up in an instant!

Standing up suddenly under the pressure of the debris, Jiang Wenluo followed the voice and tried his best to open his eyes, but what he saw was a mess of branches.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

It's a heart beating.

Jiang Wenluo... has returned to the place where Zheng Li planned to "resurrect" Chengyun!

He looked up blankly, looked at the beautiful glazed window, and remembered in doubt: "Huh? I... am I dead?"

"Didn't Zheng Li take out my heart? What happened? Why did I wake up?"

"Oh, by the way, where is Liang Yaowen?!" Jiang Wenluo finally realized the most critical issue. He quickly sat up, lowered his head, and casually swept his empty chest that had lost his heart, and saw the tree change.

The number of hearts hanging on the tree has reached seven!

Jiang Wenluo didn't know when another female corpse appeared in the room!She joined this big camp and was made into a mannequin.

The heart fruits fell to the ground one by one, and Jiang Wenluo saw his heart fall to the ground.

And after the seventh heart fell to the ground, white buds appeared on the branch, and within a few breaths, the buds bloomed, almost in the shape of a white magnolia flower.

Jiang Wenluo saw Liang Yaowen.

He is at the innermost position in this room, sitting on the third step, looking at everything in this room.

One leg was bent, and the sitting posture was very casual. Sensing Jiang Wenluo's gaze, he gave Jiang Wenluo a familiar smile.

"Cheng Yun..."

When Zheng Li saw the flower bud, he immediately became excited, his eyes turned red, and he walked towards the magnolia flower step by step, "You're coming back soon!"

Zheng Li knelt down on one knee, raised his head, and looked at several white flowers with admiration.

He seemed a little confused, not knowing which one was the real Chengyun, but before Jiang Wenluo could tell him apart, Zheng Li turned his head, surprised and disgusted, "You're still alive!"

Zheng Li walked over step by step.

But now Jiang Wenluo was so weak that he had tried his best to support himself, let alone stand up and run away.

The strange thing was that Liang Yaowen was standing there, but Zheng Li didn't know anything about it. He wanted to kill Jiang Wenluo again. If he couldn't kill him by pulling out his heart, he would twist his head off.

The entire room was filled with strange and hazy light, and the shadow of the blood moon fell on Liang Yaowen's body.

Jiang Wenluo was in a daze, watching Zheng Li getting closer.

"Are you going to die again?" Jiang Wenluo thought to himself, "Why didn't Liang Yaowen come to save me? He died too soon."

When Zheng Li walked up to Jiang Wenluo, Jiang Wenluo heard Liang Yaowen's low laughter.

It was no different from his laughter in the consulting room.

Jiang Wenluo turned his head, and suddenly saw a tentacle protruding from the mud, and the huge thing inside had been buried for no one knows how long!

By the time Zheng Li realized something was wrong, it was too late.

Liang Yaowen seemed to be deliberately playing with him. The speed of the flowers blooming was obviously unreasonable. When Zheng Li turned his head, the fastest flower had already fallen off instantly, and "spring" disappeared, and a flower full of human head The big white fruit is hanging on the branch of the giant tree!

... At this time, everyone had a premonition in their hearts that Cheng Yun was about to be resurrected successfully.

A look of ecstasy appeared on Zheng Li's face.

It was obvious to him that he was so excited to get back what he lost and his long-cherished wish was fulfilled that he wanted to shed tears.

The fruit gave off a strange fragrance, "Xiaoyun...!"

Zheng Li ran over quickly and stood under the tree, raising his hand to touch the fruit, his face was full of love, "Xiaoyun, baby."

His voice trembled, mixed with caution and anticipation.

And in the absence of wind, the fruit shook slightly twice, as if responding to the call of the former lover.

Soon, a slight, slightly fearful voice came from inside: "Who... are you?"

Jiang Wenluo's heart almost stopped beating, and he looked at the fruit in disbelief.

There was no round shadow of it on the ground, but instead, a thin male curled up helplessly.

This scene is a miracle!

Once again destroying all Jiang Wenluo's cognition for more than [-] years, for a while, he could empathize with all Zheng Li's emotions - he also hoped that Cheng Yun would come back to life!

The feeling of sadness and loss was swept away, and Jiang Wenluo was overjoyed by the voice that belonged to Chengyun.

However, before Zheng Li could speak, the tentacles that had been lying in wait for a long time had already quietly arrived——

"Don't! Don't!" Jiang Wenluo yelled.

But his words were useless, the tentacle mercilessly and extremely maliciously pierced the still green fruit.

"Clatter——" The milky white juice overflowing from the fruit dripped all over the ground.

Cheng Yun's voice disappeared.

The shadow... also disappeared.

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