Love from the Male Protagonist's Harem

As soon as the words fell, the moss on the flute in the young man's hand disappeared in the blink of an eye, and a gorgeous divine light flashed, revealing his true face.

It was a snow-white jade flute, the flawless jade was extremely warm and moist, but a ray of blood was sealed in the jade, the blood swam like a snake, and the white jade made the blood even more vivid, red and white, a ghostly aura.

The green dragon roared almost instinctively, and the gushing green flames sprayed towards the young man!

The young man slowly raised his head, looked at the green flame that was rushing, his red eyes were pure, and there was even a slight smile on the corner of his lips, after a while, he nodded as if he had confirmed something.

"I am... Scourge."

The red blood and white flute lay on his lips, and the blood-stained white clothes fluttered in the wind. When the flute sounded, the sky trembled in an instant! !

The skull in the green flame twisted instantly and roared, and countless bat ghosts sprang out of the cave extending in all directions in the blink of an eye, running frantically amidst the sound of the flute, towards the dragon!

"Eight Desolation·Destroyer."

The sound of the flute resounded, and at the moment when the bats rushed over and the boy murmured, the originally silent space instantly began to be distorted endlessly. The space seemed to be cut into eight pieces by something, and each piece flashed away like a silent film. Countless phantoms.

Eight wild worlds.

At the same time that the space was cut into eight pieces, Jiaolong let out a tragic wail, and in the blink of an eye, his invincible body split into eight pieces like tofu!

"Ow—"

Green blood spurts!

The young man closed his eyes slightly, the smile on his lips was tender with nostalgia.

"We're finally together again."

Only me and you are the most suitable.

The severed body of the green dragon twisted wildly, like a severed snake, although it was severed, it was still twisting and struggling. It roared in fear, and the stone cave trembled endlessly. Those small animals controlled by the sound of the flute seemed to have With the terrifying power that can penetrate heaven and earth, every impact can cut off a layer of scales from its broken body. In the blink of an eye, the green flood dragon that was still extremely arrogant just now became scarred and unsightly.

The eight worlds have shredded the space of its existence, because each body is in a different world, so even the possibility of automatic healing does not exist.

It twitched and looked at Blessing desperately. Even though it was cut into eight pieces, the life force close to God allowed it to endure this inhuman pain. It stared at Blessing, as if remembering something, suffocating sneered: "So it's you."

"Thank you for giving me the chance." The young man whispered softly, "So let you die slowly like this."

The body has been cut into eight segments, even a dragon can suffer, let alone a jiao that has not passed through the divine calamity and lost its inner alchemy.

Not enough to be afraid of.

Holding the flute in one hand, the young man slowly walked to Chu Yi who was unconscious. His white fingertips lightly covered Chu Yi's neck, his eyes blurred, "I should... clear the way for you."

This person... is already, useless.

The boy's hand suddenly paused.

He didn't stop because he was flaunting his might and tried to get close, but was bounced off again and again by the enchantment of the flute, called the red ribbon of lovesickness.

"Do not want?"

It is this body that is refusing.

It's like trembling instinctively.

Hua Ming smiled softly, "It's fine to get used to this kind of thing."

The body's instinct to resist is still strong.

Huo Ming held the jade flute in his hand, and said calmly: "Since you don't like blood, then I'll give her a song."

After a while, as if she had thought of something interesting, she picked up the flute and put it to her lips, with a strange smile, "The song is over, how beautiful it is."

The moment the sound of the flute was about to resound, an arrow shot open the jade flute in the young man's hand like lightning!

This arrow was originally an illusion, but it turned into a solid body the moment it was stained with the flute, and after knocking down the flute, it turned into light smoke and dissipated the moment it hit the ground.

With a "plop", the jade flute fell into the water.

As soon as the young man raised his head, he saw a black shadow flash past and land on the dying Jiaolong's head.

The head of the Jiaolong is still in an unpredictable small world. The eight wild worlds, the stars in the wild are changing, mysterious and unpredictable, only the head of the Jiaolong remains unchanged, the green blood is dripping, dying, the girl in black stands on the top of the Jiaolong, with black hands in her hands. Bending like a moon, the cold arrow pointed at the red eyes of the fate, and only a pair of misty eyes could be seen on the face covered by the black scarf.

Misfortune was startled, "Who?!"

The man in black was carrying a quiver on his back, covered his face with a scarf, and said nothing, but if you look carefully, you can see that his figure is hazy, and it is just a phantom of a clone.

The young man sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the falling jade flute came out of the water, "It's a small skill."

"do you remember me?"

The moment the jade flute was about to fall into the young man's hands, the man in black spoke, paused, and said softly.

"Shuangshuang, don't do things you will regret."

The point of the arrow was clearly pointed at her eyes, and her aura was obviously mysterious and cold, but her voice was clear and shy.

It was the voice of a little girl who hadn't grown up yet.

Like a thunderbolt.

For a moment, Hua Ming felt that the body was stiff, and then he retreated slightly uncontrollably, and the jade flute that was about to fall back into his hand fell to the ground.

crisp sound.

It was a trembling from the depths of the soul, crazy, unbelievable, sad, sad.

— about to get out of control.

Misfortune stabilized: "She is fake! Don't be fooled by her, she is just an illusion in the White Dream Cave!! She can't give you anything! But I can give you everything you want, and I can help you sweep Clear the way, and I can make you invincible—”

The voice of the girl in black, in the roar of Dooming, was vaguely distant, but extraordinarily gentle.

That is the tenderness that has passed through many times and is nostalgic.

"Did you...forget about me?"

It's... Doudou.

A voice that seems to travel through eternity.

Awaken the sleeping soul.

That is the true desire and calling from the bottom of my heart.

Unbearable, Misfortune kicked up the flute and dropped it in her hands. She no longer had the calmness of playing the Eight Desolation Mie before. She looked crazy, "You are dead!! Dead——"

She can be invincible and fearless. With a wave of her hand, she can wipe out thousands of troops and cause chaos in the world.

As long as it can satisfy the person's deepest desire, as long as the desire is fulfilled!

It can come back to her before a stronger desire arises.

It fulfilled her previous wish of "wanting to live", so it is Xia Ge's fate now.

A perfect deal.

Not reconciled, it is not reconciled... Obviously, even if there is no transaction...

"Go away, don't show up again!"

——You have to live well.

The girl in black smiled slightly, and said softly, "It doesn't matter if you forget."

"I remember, that's all."

These words seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. The young man's expression distorted for a moment. She knelt down on the ground with a plop. Pure black, that black eye reflected in the small world, the figure gradually blurred, but still holding the bow, pointing the arrow point at her black-clothed girl, slowly, tears ooze from the corner of the eye.

"I... haven't forgotten."

Tears flowed down his cheeks and seeped into his lips, with a bitter taste, Xia Ge murmured, "I remember, I will never forget..."

... Doudou.

She remembered.

She just wanted... to live.

As agreed with her...a long, long time ago.

Live well.

The red eyes of Shi Ming's right eye went crazy: "She's going to kill you! You want to live, right?! Let me kill her! I can kill her right away—"

So... give me your soul!

However, the body that was originally obedient and controlled could not move at this time, and the soul that could have been occupied seemed to be blocked by something, unable to go any further!

Impossible, obviously...

Hua Ming bowed his head stiffly, and suddenly found the doll on his waist shimmering.

The puppet smiled brightly, and the protective array behind it shone with light. The moment Xia Ge's soul awakened, it firmly protected the awakened soul, making it impossible to take advantage of it.The moment Hua Ming reached out to take off the doll, the black-clothed girl's gaze sharpened, and a long arrow shot out of her hand!

"Whoosh-"

The tip of the arrow dyed with black light pierced straight through the young man's red right eye, and the incorporeal arrow soul suddenly pierced through a piece of blood-stained white cloth the size of a fingernail, and nailed it fiercely to the wall!

Then little by little, it disappeared.

"Of course I'm alive."

"However, you have to be selfish... just learn to live for yourself."

The soul of the arrow disappeared, and the girl's figure also disappeared slowly with the shot of the arrow, leaving only a faint lingering sound, like a dream or an illusion, seeming to be true or not.

The top of Jiaolong's head was empty.

That girl with a soft voice seemed to have never existed, leaving nothing behind.

It's like a big dream.

Xia Ge knelt on the ground, looked up at the top of Jiaolong's head, in front of him was a white jade flute sealed with blood, and warm tears soaked his cheeks.

"Beanie..."

— don't go.

please……

However, nothing.

a long time.

Xia Ge didn't know how long it was.

She knelt until her knees hurt, but she didn't want to stand up.

My head was empty, after a while.

"Little puppet."

System: "It's... it's here."

It seems to be guilty of sealing the memory without authorization.

"...Who am I?" Xia Ge slowly lowered his head, grabbed his chest, looked at the jade flute with blood sealed underneath, and murmured, "Am I... fate?"

"You are not." The system: "You are Xia Ge now."

Who is Xia Ge?Is it her?

Or, Xia Wuyin...?

What does it mean... where did it go...?

"..."

Xia Ge knelt on the ground, his spirit was tense just now, but now that his fate is gone, he suddenly feels powerless.

Just now, Huo Ming used this flute recklessly. Although Huo Ming's spiritual power is strong, he still has to use the spiritual power in his body as the basis. He didn't feel it just now. It directly drew her strength.

Can be imagined.

She raised her eyes, the Eight Desolation World was without the support of the power of catastrophe, so she could only use her strength to make do with it.

However, after taking her power away, the unpredictable stars in the eight small worlds hesitated for a second.

Yes, he hesitated for a moment as if he disliked something.

Then it broke very simply, without turning for another second.

Xia Ge: "..." Damn it.

The Green Flood Dragon, which was divided into eight petals by the Eight Desolation Worlds, is now putting together its disjointed body in great pain. It has been put together with great difficulty, and when it is in a good position, it does not dare to move, for fear of breaking it again.

Although Xia Ge doesn't have much strength now, it doesn't have the energy to trouble Xia Ge anymore.

For an old jiao that has lost its inner alchemy, it is more practical to raise the chopped body bones first.

Xia Ge rested for a while, regaining some strength.

"You sealed my memory? When?"

The system honestly explained the forcible measures taken after the injury and the mental breakdown.

Xia Ge didn't say anything after listening, and silently looked up at the place where the disappeared girl in black was standing.

At that time, I had just recovered my memory. When I heard Doudou's voice, I felt as if it was a lifetime ago. Then I was full of enthusiasm, mixed with regret, thinking about what could have happened at that time, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

But when I think about it carefully, I feel something is wrong.

Doudou...how did it appear here?

"Is that true... Doudou?"

she murmured.

System: "It's fake, don't forget where this is."

The residence of the Dream God, Baimeng Cave.

Anything can be a phantom, anything can be an illusion.

She turned her head, and the black soul arrow that passed through her right eye had disappeared, and there was nothing.

Really like a dream.

But Xia Ge clearly understood that it was not a dream.

The person suspected of Doudou really exists.

The flute is the proof.

"She said... let me live well." Xia Ge murmured, "Live for myself."

"What she meant was, don't be controlled by misfortune anymore." The system thought for a while, "although you can become very powerful by becoming misfortune, but that's not you."

That's right.

That's it.

Xia Ge looked at the flute on the ground, glanced at it, green light flickered in his eyes.

【Eight Desolation Flute: The flute of gods and demons that once swept the Eight Desolation. 】

Gone.

In a word, it's gone.

Didn't say class, didn't say anything.

But judging from the Eight Desolation World created with it just now, it's just that the flute's grade is too high, and she's too good at it, so she only knows the name.

But the unknown is true.

Xia Ge always felt that there was an evil spirit all over his body.This is not a groundless suspicion.

The resonance of Jiao Xue and Jiao Dan allowed her to recover the memory sealed by the system. Although she had made an agreement with Doudou before, it would not make her agitated and afraid of death to the point.

But the moment the flute's seal was released——

She was born with fear.

That... this time, the fear of "definitely going to die".

The overwhelming sense of oppression and absolute fear overwhelmed all rationality in an instant, and fate took advantage of it to make a "deal" with it.

Everything happened so fast, recalling it, Xia Ge didn't know what happened, so he became a disaster.

System: "Pick it up."

Xia Ge: "I feel... this is not a good thing."

System: "If you don't want it, just sell it for [-] points, heck, no, just sell it to me for [-] points, it's not a good thing anyway."

Xia Ge didn't need to think about it to think of the opponent's fly rubbing his hands to take advantage of it.

This flute can actually make the system, a stingy thing, offer a price of [-] points, which shows that it is far more than this price.

Xia Ge thought about it, but carefully picked up the flute.

The moment his fingers touched the flute, he couldn't tell what it felt like. At that moment, at that second, Xia Ge felt that his blood seemed to stagnate for a moment, and the blood in the porcelain white jade flute twisted like a snake, and then he felt like a snake again. Be quiet.

That overwhelming feeling surfaced for a second, and then subsided faintly.

Although it was only for a short moment, Xia Ge was almost certain.

There is definitely something wrong with this flute.

Misfortune dares to use it because it is very strong, and can use absolute oppressive power to ignore everything that is wrong.

System: "...Are you okay?"

Xia Ge paused: "It's okay."

Xia Ge walked to Chu Yi's side.

Xiao Xiangsi seemed a little unsure if it was her, and after a while, she timidly came over and rubbed her hand.

System: "Just now you were full of misfortune, and Yi Mei was very sensitive."

Xia Ge held the flute, touched Xiangsi, Xiangsi was sure it was her, and immediately rushed over like a joy, wrapping her wrists.

The drug she bought from the mall seems to be very useful, Chu Yi is still awake.

The physical strength of the body washed by flood water seemed to be stronger, and Xia Ge carried Chu Yi almost effortlessly.

The sickle fell into the pond.

Xia Ge didn't even think about picking it up. She carried Chu Yi on her back and looked up at the green dragon.

"How do we get out?"

Although the green dragon was dying from the beating of Huo Ming, but for Xia Ge, a non-threatening ant, although he didn't have the strength to get up and beat people again, he didn't bother to answer her questions.

"..."

Xia Ge thought for a while, and picked up the Eight Desolation Flute.

The green dragon shuddered immediately, its eyes stared like copper bells, it looked at her vigilantly, and if there was something wrong, it would rush into the water to take refuge.

Xia Ge crushed the spirit stone and regained some spiritual power. The corners of his lips curled into an innocent smile: "This, is it called the Eight Desolation Flute?"

Green Flood Dragon: "..."

Xia Ge Chunliang: "I can play the little star on the flute, do you want to listen?"

The green flood dragon disdained: "Ants!"

3 minute later.

The green dragon, whose nose was bruised and swollen by the little bat and the magic sound, showed her the way, and even picked up the sickle from the bottom of the stone pool for her.

Well, although we can't be so powerful that we can directly use the flute to open up the wilderness like Fuming, but it is still possible to control the soul and walk the voice to control the little bat to beat people.

Xia Ge walked in the spacious cave with Chu Yi on his back, holding the Bahuang flute in his hand, and felt that this flute was really awesome.

A song of little stars plus the sound of soul control, turned those little bats into fighter jets. The goddess greeted the green flood dragon like flowers, basically knocked a scale, and almost knocked off one of the eight petals of the body. flap, the pain caused the green dragon to scream.

How miserable.

How cool.

It seems that the sound of this flute directly added a buff of strength*N to those little bats.

The disadvantage is that the spiritual power is exhausted after it is used up.

But it doesn't matter, the spirit stones I changed last time haven't been used up yet.

Xia Ge put the flute in his pocket contentedly, and walked forward with Chuyi on his back. The flute seemed to be too high-grade, and Liuyin couldn't put it in.

Xia Ge walked in this cave for a long time with Chu Yi on his back.

Green Jiao may not be right, but she can only pretend to be right, and let's go first.

Because there is no spiritual power left, when the green flood dragon swims around in the pool, although I don't know how many laps it will have to swim with its shattered body in eight petals before it can be revived with full blood, Xia Ge can't afford to gamble.

Leave when you're happy, and accept it when you see it.