Overlord Husband Secretly Reborn

Zheng Li stared blankly at the completely shattered fruit. He didn't realize what happened in front of him for a while, but just stared at the juice scattered all over the ground in front of him.He picked up those things with his hands—it was similar to light yellow flesh, and it also exuded a sweet smell.

Liang Yaowen stood up, and the monsters that had been buried in the ground for a long time also moved with him. Liang Yaowen's shadow was stretched very long by the subtle light, and connected with the slender tentacles, his shadow appeared extremely huge, overwhelming Zheng Li. Completely enveloped, Zheng Li was like a tiny ant in front of him.

Liang Yaowen's face has always rarely shown real, human-like "expressions", Jiang Wenluo can even see his imitation at a glance, so this is the first time Jiang Wenluo has seen Liang Yaowen's real, almost "happy" expression Looking at Zheng Li's unbelievable expression, he smiled lowly, as if he was laughing at his ugly appearance.

"Little Cloud..."

"Little Cloud..."

Zheng Li gathered up a puddle of water on the ground, put back the "flesh" that had been dug out, and pieced together a complete Chengyun.

Put it in, close it with your hands, let go, and the things inside flow out again.

Zheng Li's hands were already trembling, he glanced at Liang Yaowen with hatred, his eyes were scarlet, but he didn't care about what to do, he was able to protect the shattered fruit in vain.

"You..." Jiang Wenluo looked at Liang Yaowen sadly.

But a tentacle meandered towards him and wrapped itself around his calf. What was originally sharp and had a sharp blade was now so soft that it wouldn't even hurt Jiang Wenluo's skin.

It happily walked on Jiang Wenluo's calf, on his wrist, and touched his palm.

It was as if... as if he was asking for Jiang Wenluo's praise.

Jiang Wenluo's hands were all cold, and his heart was beating very slowly. He couldn't help thinking: Is this resurrected one really Cheng Yun?

So did Liang Yaowen kill Chengyun?

He pursed his lips, looked at Liang Yaowen, and suddenly realized that this person was "revenging" him.

Previously, Zheng Li made Jiang Wenluo suffer so much pain that he pulled out his heart alive, but now Liang Yaowen used such a light method to make Zheng Li suffer to the extreme when Zheng Li was about to succeed.

"Heavenly Father—!" Zheng Li finally realized that Cheng Yun's resurrection was a failure!

Tears overflowed from his eyes, he clenched his hands into fists, and looked at Liang Yaowen fiercely.

Then those stiff corpses moved again!

There was a sudden strong wind in this weird room, and the pieces of meat and dripping blood scattered in the room were swept up by the wind, and the thick black air hung on Zheng Li's face like a shadow.

The female corpses fixed on the cross swayed, and their bodies thrust forward violently.

"puff--"

"puff!"

Their bodies were separated from the wooden frame immediately, their faces with filthy pupils lifted up, and they stared straight at Liang Yaowen. The pungent bloody smell was disgusting. The room was not too big, and several corpses stood side by side. There was one, it was simply a pile of corpses, black and red blood spots appeared on the ground they crawled over, the blood seeped down, and the ground was cracked inch by inch.

Liang Yaowen stood there, and Jiang Wenluo watched Zheng Li turn into a shadow monster.

"It's all you!" Zheng Li rushed over like a leopard, grabbing Liang Yaowen's neck.

However, Liang Yaowen didn't move. He was strangled, but his breathing was still abnormally even, without any influence. He watched Zheng Li raise his claw with a blank expression, and the sharp point directly scratched Liang Yaowen's neck!

Blood immediately gushed out like a waterfall.

"Be careful!" Jiang Wenluo yelled, he watched Liang Yaowen's blood spilled all over the ground.

But Liang Yaowen didn't fight back, didn't struggle, even though Zheng Li punched him, making his cheek sunken, he soon became dying, his body became limp, blood splashed on Zheng Li's body, Let him be covered in blood!

Jiang Wenluo's mind went blank, and Liang Yaowen's death scene appeared in his mind again not long ago——

Liang Yaowen's car rolled over the cliff, his skull was sunken, his eyes protruded outwards, brown blood dried up on his neck, a discordantly handsome face was mercilessly destroyed, and his neck was bent at ninety degrees.

This scene appeared again and again in Jiang Wenluo's nightmares, causing his world to collapse time and time again.

But before, when he dreamed of this scene again, he woke up from his sleep, and Liang Yaowen was lying next to him, making Jiang Wenluo secretly happy, and his heart was extremely peaceful.

Now it happened again, Liang Yaowen's two deaths coincided perfectly!

The blood seemed to be boiling, bubbling and bubbling in Jiang Wenluo's body, rushing towards his head, making him completely lose his mind.

He quickly rushed to Zheng Li's side, and let out a sharp cry, he was like a wild beast that had lost its mind, fighting with Zheng Li.

He kicked Zheng Li's waist fiercely, and slammed his hand on Zheng Li's head fiercely. Those female corpses tore at Liang Yaowen's remaining body, Jiang Wenluo

It seemed as if he suddenly had inexhaustible strength and lifted them one by one.

Jiang Wenluo's head seemed to have bombs exploding one after another, causing his eyes to turn black.

Zheng Li's hand grabbed Jiang Wenluo's back, causing his skin to be ripped apart. Jiang Wenluo didn't seem to know the pain, and put the torn body back together.

"Liang Yaowen..." This time the person who was in constant pain became Jiang Wenluo, who wailed like a crazy child.

Zheng Li laughed wildly behind him.

"Heavenly Father—!?" Zheng Li covered his stomach and bent over with a smile.

Then behind them, those tentacles solidified again, forming a giant, descending behind Zheng Li.

"Zheng Li." The black monster seemed extremely excited, dazed, and Liang Yaowen's face appeared again.

Under the glazed window, the end of the tentacles formed the shape of a human hand, and the outline of Liang Yaowen's body slowly appeared, like a piece of human skin worn by a black monster.

"I'm here." Liang Yaowen raised his hand and pointed to Jiang Wenluo who was in great grief.

Jiang Wenluo stared blankly at Liang Yaowen who had been revived again, the tears on his face were still wet, he looked pitiful and helpless, and then turned into a big smile.Following Liang Yaowen's movements, a slippery thing rubbed against Jiang Wenluo's cheek, which was an obvious comfort.

I don't know if it was Jiang Wenluo's illusion, but he found that Liang Yaowen's power was stronger this time, and his indescribable feeling became more and more intense. He no longer looked like something that really existed in the world, but a totem engraved in human minds.

He seemed to absorb all of Zheng Li's pain.

Enjoying Zheng Li's confused expression.

Then Zheng Li rushed to attack him again, and Liang Yaowen "died" again and was reborn again.

All this is a cycle again and again, Liang Yaowen has almost merged with this room, the black mist wrapped around his body is overwhelming, the room vibrates faintly, and it becomes more and more intense, the wall is cracked inch by inch, revealing Jiang Wenluo's familiar red.

Liang Yaowen stood next to the tree, the trunk gradually withered, from the summer's prosperity to the winter's withering step by step, the red blood on the trunk poured into Liang Yaowen's body.

He doesn't resist, and Zheng Li is exhausted.

From the state of a shadow monster, he returned to his human form, staring at Liang Yaowen panting.

Slowly, he also stopped moving.

Liang Yaowen stretched out a hand towards Jiang Wenluo, with an expression close to being obsessed with Jiang Wenluo's blood all over his body, "Xiao Luo, come here."

In Jiang Wenluo's pupils was a thick sea of ​​blood, which slowly flowed from his skin—it came from Liang Yaowen, and now Jiang Wenluo's whole body was stained with Liang Yaowen's smell, he smelled like a part of Liang Yaowen, bringing It has a little fishy smell and a unique woody aroma.

And Jiang Wenluo's skin was as white as a newly bloomed magnolia under Liang Yaowen's blood——

Liang Yaowen's Adam's apple slipped, and he actually licked his lips.

The room heats up.

But Jiang Wenluo suddenly felt a little uneasy, he stood up and walked to Liang Yaowen's side.

But Zheng Li looked at the pile of trash-like heart behind him, and slowly smiled.

The female corpses stood still.

When they rested, their eyes were lowered, fixed on their lost heart.

Zheng Li stood up slowly, picked up those hearts one by one, crushed them, and placed them beside "Cheng Yun", who was the center of the "altar".

And the remaining heart belonged to Jiang Wenluo.

Jiang Wenluo walked to Liang Yaowen's side, put his hand on Liang Yaowen's palm, and clasped his fingers tightly.

And when Zheng Li held Jiang Wenluo's heart, Jiang Wenluo heard his own heartbeat - the source was Zheng Li's palm.

"Bang bang." It beat vigorously.

Jiang Wenluo really wanted to get his heart back, but Liang Yaowen held his hand.

Zheng Li opened the blood vessel a little bit, touched it with his finger, and put Jiang Wenluo's blood in his mouth.

Jiang Wenluo's eardrums were buzzing, and he found that his consciousness was in a trance, his body was wrapped in clouds, and he couldn't land on the ground.

"Kill him." Jiang Wenluo heard the order from Zheng Li.

Get the voice, with strong anticipation.

"Kill him..." Jiang Wenluo repeated blankly, who did he kill?

His eyes went black for a while, and the memories in his mind faded like tides, and he felt like he had become a puppet.He desperately wanted to complete this task, his rationality was overwhelmingly overwhelmed, as if he had been lifted up by a person, as long as he stretched these hands into the hearts of those around him, he would be free——

Zheng Li laughed again, as if he was in a comedy, he watched Jiang Wenluo who was still mad about Liang Yaowen's death just now, and obediently put his hand into Liang Yaowen's chest.

Liang Yaowen frowned for the first time, and lowered his head to look at Jiang Wenluo. His face was as white as paper, and his tentacles shrank accordingly. They were so weak that they were not comparable to a dry grass, and they were crushed under Zheng Li's feet.

However, Liang Yaowen smiled, and glanced at the heart in Zheng Li's hand with some meaning——

He kissed Jiang Wenluo's forehead softly and affectionately, just like a prince kissing his beloved princess to wake him up.

"Xiao Luo." Liang Yaowen stared at Jiang Wenluo's blank face after waking up leisurely.

Jiang Wenluo's hand...was still inside Liang Yaowen's body.

The part covering his palm was soft and warm.

Jiang Wenluo looked up in confusion, looked down at his wrist in disbelief, "I..."

Liang Yaowen didn't say anything, kissed his forehead again, and hugged Jiang Wenluo into his arms with an extremely tolerant and loving gesture.

——This time, Liang Yaowen really weakened, and Jiang Wenluo witnessed all this with his own eyes.

Then he turned his head in this posture of being hugged by Liang Yaowen, and saw Zheng Li's heart...a big hole was also opened.

It was exactly the same as where Liang Yaowen was injured.

Then, Zheng Li's blood formed a small pool on the ground, and he fell to the ground, dying like that.

There is still a strong puzzle on the face.

Jiang Wenluo suddenly realized where Zheng Li's "skin" went.

——It was worn on Liang Yaowen's body.

Therefore, Liang Yaowen's face was slightly similar to Zheng Li's.

Therefore, Liang Yaowen's corpse in the inner room was exactly the same as the corpse in this room.The scars that appear on the living person or "skin" will be completely copied on the other side of the body.

Therefore, Jiang Wenluo put his hand into Liang Yaowen's body, which was equivalent to putting his hand into Zheng Li's chest.

With a muffled sound, Jiang Wenluo's heart fell to the ground and rolled forward.

It became dusty, covered with mud, and rolled to Liang Yaowen's feet with a fishy-sweet smell.

Liang Yaowen looked at that one, and slowly closed his eyes, the ground trembled continuously.

Liang Yaowen's hands trembled slightly, his eyes lingered across the heart, and comforted Jiang Wenluo who was speechless for a long time: "Your actions are the only way to truly kill Zheng Li."

Jiang Wenluo turned back slowly, and said to Liang Yaowen whose expression was getting uglier: "What should I do......?"

"Liang Yaowen, what should I do?"

He had no time to think about why Zheng Li had killed Liang Yaowen many times, but he couldn't cause real harm to Liang Yaowen, but he could easily inflict fatal injuries on Liang Yaowen.

There is no time to think about why Liang Yaowen collected the "skins" of the girls who were killed.

Jiang Wenluo had only one thought - how to save Liang Yaowen.

And Liang Yaowen had already said to him: "Using your time calculation, there are still 62 seconds before I really 'disintegrate and die'."

Jiang Wenluo suddenly raised his head and looked at him, "There is only one way to save me."

"Would you like to?"

"What is it..." Jiang Wenluo asked him tremblingly.

"Feed me your heart." Liang Yaowen hugged Jiang Wenluo tightly, rubbing his cheek against Jiang Wenluo's ear, "But you will become my eternal captive, my eternal servant—"

"Okay!" Jiang Wenluo replied decisively without thinking.He took his hand out of Liang Yaowen's chest, knelt on the ground on one knee, and cupped his heart.

The heart was still beating in Jiang Wenluo's palm.

The smell hit his nostrils, Liang Yaowen took a breath, with a slight smile on his pale face,

Jiang Wenluo carefully handed his heart to Liang Yaowen's lips, looking at him expectantly and gratefully.

"What does eternal servant mean?" Jiang Wenluo asked Liang Yaowen before he took his heart.

"You will lose your own thinking, consciousness, and nerves." Liang Yaowen said frankly to him, he no longer concealed his appetite for that heart, he raised his hand, and gently stroked Jiang Wenluo's face.

When Jiang Wenluo heard this answer, he was taken aback for a moment, "It's just that I don't know anything?"

"Yes." Liang Yaowen said, "You will always belong to me."

"Think carefully, we still have time."

It took Jiang Wenluo a long time to let out a breath, and quickly recalled his life, feeling that the only thing he missed was the person in front of him, but when he looked at Liang Yaowen, he felt a little lost and sad, with hesitation on his face.

Many tentacles were wiped out, and only the last one was left. It got out from Liang Yaowen's trousers, and gently wrapped around Jiang Wenluo's wrist—as if it didn't matter if Jiang Wenluo didn't agree.

"Okay." Jiang Wenluo finally said, "You eat me."

"Then you have to treat me well in the future, I don't know if you bully me." Jiang Wenluo's eyes were a little sore, and he looked at Liang Yaowen reluctantly, "Promise me, okay?"

Time flies.

Jiang Wenluo raised his head and looked at Liang Yaowen with nostalgia, "Don't secretly change your mind, go to like others, and let others be your wife. No matter 100 or 200 years in your life, you can only love me alone."

"OK?"

"You promise me, I will save you."

"Okay." Liang Yaowen brushed Jiang Wenluo's eyebrows with his fingers, and said seriously, "I promise you."

Jiang Wenluo smiled contentedly, held Liang Yaowen's hand tightly, bit his own beating heart directly, tore the flesh and blood, and brought it to Liang Yaowen's lips.

The 61-second countdown ends.

There is a smile in the eyes, as gentle as moonlight and running water.Jiang Wenluo put a kiss on Liang Yaowen's lips in the way of feeding.

——At the last second, Jiang Wenluo saw Liang Yaowen's pupils suddenly dilated.

The whole world dissipated in an instant.

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