Love from the Male Protagonist's Harem

The tender green sprouts were protected by delicate hands, and they finally stopped shaking and were extremely stable.

The girl looked sideways slightly, her dark eyes gliding over the broken dragon jade around the boy's waist, her voice was shallow.

"I want to borrow something from you."

==

The Evil Spirit Mountain was born, and the world was shaken. [Rank] mobilized thousands of elites to go to the Evil Spirit Mountain, and all sects and sects also sent their own elites.

Lingxi Peak is summoning disciples to go to the Evil Spirit Mountain, and Gu Peijiu is also on the list.

Back Mountain.

System: "Aren't you going to the Evil Spirit Mountain?!"

Xia Ge was so frightened by the system's screams that her brain ached, she rubbed her temples, took a bite of an apple, "I won't go."

"Why!!?" The system is unbelievable. If it had hands, it would definitely pinch Xia Ge's neck. "Soul Rescue!! Upgrade to a great puppet master—”

Xia Ge paused when he gnawed on the apple, "And then?"

After a heavy rain last night, the wind was very light and light.

System: "... Then you will be able to become even more powerful... No, you can't be so aggressive, hey."

Xia Ge was serious, "I am the commanding officer, and my senior sister is not here. I want to take care of Danfeng."

System: "Excuse! Excuse!"

Xia Ge broke the jar and said, "Alright, I'm afraid of death, so I don't want to go."

System: "..." I lost.

Xiao Xiangsi was wrapped around her wrist, her movements were gentle, Xia Ge stared at Xiangsi, thinking about what the senior sister said that day, his eyes dimmed slightly.

It’s not that I don’t want to go, it’s just that if I go… I still don’t know how to deal with it.

"Let's go, go to class."

Xia Ge threw the gnawed apple cores into the basket, turned around and went to the school.

In the school, Xia Ge saw Mao Qing sitting on her seat at a glance. She held her chin and drew something on the paper, looking very focused.

Sensing Xia Ge's gaze, Mao Qing raised her head and narrowed her eyes, "Yo, rare guest."

Xia Ge: "..."

She hasn't come to class for a few days.

"...What are you drawing?" Xia Ge thought of the previous incident, feeling a little uncomfortable, but after thinking about it, he still spoke naturally.

"I drew something interesting." Mao Qing didn't hide anything, she spread out the drawing paper, her slender eyelashes covered the dark underside of her eyes.

Xia Ge took a look and was suddenly taken aback.

It was a teenager.

With his eyes closed, he wore a blood-colored headband to tie his hair, and he was dressed in night clothes. He sat with his legs crossed on a branch of a sycamore tree, quietly blending into the night. He had a pitch-black sickle on his back, and his pale and slender right finger was hooked. A jade flute is on the lips, as if it is playing, and a blood-stained moon is above the head.

This picture is only half drawn, and there seems to be something under the sycamore tree, but it has not been drawn.

The jade flute is depicted vividly with a slender brush, and the jade-colored flute body is porcelain white, and the touch of blood is meticulously outlined with a vermilion brush.

Xia Ge's fists were clenched and then loosened, his face was a little pale.

"I had a dream yesterday." Mao Qing held her chin, "I dreamed of you looking like this, so handsome."

That flute... is the Eight Desolation Flute!

But Mao Qing has never seen Bahuangdi at all!

How can you dream of something you haven't seen! ?

"What's wrong with you? You don't have a good expression?" Mao Qing looked at her strangely, "Am I not good-looking?"

Xia Ge: "No, very good."

The corners of Mao Qing's lips were stained with a smile, "I also think it's pretty good, especially this flute, I think I drew it very well——"

"Have you seen it before?" Xia Ge suddenly asked, paused, "...I mean, this flute."

"No."

"How can I dream if I haven't seen it?"

"Why can't I dream about it if I haven't seen it? I have also dreamed about the Baimeng Cave." Mao Qing took it for granted, "I haven't seen it before."

Xia Ge: "..."

No, something is wrong, there must be something wrong.

But can't find, can't find--

Is she thinking too much again?

"Do you like this painting?" Mao Qing chuckled, looking at the young man's pale face, the slightly deep eyes under the lashes, "It seems that I like it very much."

From the tombstone in the back mountain, she heard the strange timbre of the flute controlling the spirit guard, and it really came from the Bahuang flute.

The Bahuang Flute is in the child's hands.

It would be even easier if the child had the Eight Desolation Flute on him.

Moreover, Gu Peijiu has already gone to the Evil Spirit Mountain...

Xia Ge said: "You really draw very well."

Xia Ge has been a little restless all day long, and his mind is full of the painting in Mao Qing's hand, as well as the Eight Desolation Flute.

After the master finished his lecture, he posted the Evil Spirit Mountain Summoning Order on the wall, "If you want to go, sign up."

Mao Qing raised her hand and smiled, "Master, I'm going."

Xia Ge looked at her sideways, with more and more doubts in his mind, but he couldn't find the clue—why did Mao Qing suddenly want to go to the Evil Spirit Mountain?

Xia Ge: "You..."

Mao Qing rolled her eyes, "Do you want to go with me?"

"It's too dangerous." Xia Ge swiftly withdrew his gaze, "I won't go."

"Risks can bring benefits." Mao Qing said, "Maybe you can catch the leak."

Xia Ge: "..."

She didn't think she could pick a leak in such a mighty crowd.

The next day, it was sunny.Mao Qing set off for Eling Mountain.

The Bahuang Flute and that painting, Xia Ge thought about it all night, and always felt that something was wrong, but as Mao Qing said, she had dreamed of the Baimeng Cave before...

Thinking about it left and right, I can't think of a thing for granted.

...It doesn't matter, anyway, Mao Qing just treats it as a dream.

Back Mountain.

"I don't know what happened to Senior Sister..."

After Xia Ge finished playing the flute, she felt a little melancholy.

System: "Go, go to the Evil Spirit Mountain."

"If I go, it will only slow me down." Xia Ge asked truthfully, "Senior Sister is so strong."

I didn't realize the concept of SS before, but now...

senior sister.

Very powerful sister.

... The senior sister who has always been standing in front of her.

Vaguely remembering that crazy kiss, Xia Ge's heart skipped a beat, and he was also a little dazed.

it's OK.

Not annoying at all.

But can she really like girls?

He touched his chest with his hand, and his heart beat steadily.

At least...that kiss wasn't annoying either.

—I'll take you home.

The heart beat suddenly and rapidly.

Liuyin Ring spent some points to upgrade the system before, and the teleportation stone and flute can be put down, as if trying to cover up something, Xia Ge put the things away and looked at the sky quietly.

Wait until the senior sister comes back.

Anyway.

If you don't like it, try it...

what to try.

Just as she was in a daze, suddenly, a butterfly with withered leaves flew past her eyes.In the lush greenery, this dead leaf butterfly is very eye-catching.

It floats and spins in the air lightly, like an elf, dancing leisurely.

Very beautiful.

There is a magical power that makes people unable to take their eyes off, Xia Ge stared at it, unconsciously, fascinated.

The withered leaf butterfly flew towards her.

Xia Ge stretched out her finger, and the withered leaf butterfly rested gently on her fingertips.

The system still doesn't understand why Xia Ge didn't go to the Evil Spirit Mountain all of a sudden, and complained on the side: "Why don't you go?

Collecting so many clues, if you don’t want to go, don’t you don’t like to give up halfway—”

The dead leaf butterfly has a decadent aesthetic feeling.

After the system whimpered and complained, it suddenly felt something was wrong.

…Since Xia Ge saw the butterfly, she never said a word.

"Host?"

The system called out with some hesitation.

There was no reply.

"Host?!"

Xia Ge just stared at the butterfly, his eyes were empty and lifeless.

The butterfly moved, it flew up leisurely, Xia Ge had been leaning lazily on the tree before, when the butterfly flew up, she subconsciously wanted to stand up and reach for it.

……do not go.

The foot slips, the sky spins, the feeling of weightlessness increases sharply, and the person who falls loses even the instinct to start ghosting and fascination!

The system suddenly felt bad, it was controlled by something!

However, it was unable to bring back the unconscious Xia Ge, because it also lost all perception the moment the girl fell from the tree.

At the last moment, Xia Ge did not fall to the ground, but fell into a warm embrace. At the same time, it heard a soft and sweet voice.

In an instant, an inexplicable chill instantly covered the limbs and bones.

Xia Ge's pupils narrowed, staring at the butterflies falling in front of his eyes, disappearing into ashes,

"Don't." Don't disappear.

"……obedient."

Afterwards, the sky and the earth became dark.

==

After Chu Yao finished dealing with the day's affairs, it was time to hold the lamp.

She pushed open the door of the study, the sky was starless and moonless, and the drizzle was falling down. Chu Yao raised her eyes, in the dark night, under the dim yellow lantern, a branch of thin peach blossoms sprouted.

Chu Yao stared at the branch of peach blossom and gave a "tsk".

The peach blossoms are blooming.

——The peach blossoms on Lingxi Peak haven’t bloomed yet.

In April, the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom.

If you want to see the peach blossoms on Lingxi Peak, you probably have to wait for a long time.

Just as she was thinking about it, she saw a paper crane coming through the heavy rain with a paper letter in its mouth. Chu Yao's eyes lit up slightly, and she stretched out her hand. The paper crane gently landed on her fingertips, and the letter Putting it in her hands, it dissipated into a cloud of aura.

The paper crane for sending words is a paper crane that only the sender and receiver will see.

Chu Yao went back to the study and was about to open the letter when she heard hurried footsteps. She paused and put the letter in her sleeve. After a while, someone pushed open the door and said in a hurried voice, "Miss—"

It was the old housekeeper.

Chu Yao gave a "hmm" and rubbed the letter in her sleeve with her fingertips, "What's the matter?"

"Evil Spirit Mountain was born—"

The old butler's voice was trembling, with excitement, "Miss, the major families have sent people over, do you want to..."

"I know about this." Chu Yao's voice was light, "However, it has nothing to do with us."

The old butler was taken aback, unbelievable, "Miss?!"

Are you going to hand over the Ancient Clothes Charm to others?

"I have my own plans for this matter, so don't ask me any more." Chu Yao said.

The evil spirit mountain was born in the sky, and the earth and the sky are known to the world.It is true that the charm of ancient clothes is attractive, but...

There is always something strange.

"..." The old butler sighed wearily, "Miss, I know you are worried about the master's health, but now is the time when the family lives and dies..."

Ancient clothing charm, once the Chu family owns two pieces—they can completely turn the tables!

"It's the time of life and death." Chu Yao's voice was calm, "That's why we can't act rashly."

The candlelight was flickering, against which the young girl's face was calm and calm, and she already had the air of a patriarch.

The old housekeeper was silent for a moment, bowed his head, and said respectfully, "Yes."

The old butler left the study, his back gradually drifting away.Chu Yao paused, took out the envelope in her sleeve and opened it.

"The peach blossoms in Lingxi haven't bloomed."

"Life is hard."

The young man has a neat pen tip, and Chu Yao can even remember the frown he frowned when he wrote this sentence, "I can't ask for it."

Chu Yao thought, this kid is really girly, he is just a peach blossom.

After a pause, she thought again, the peach blossoms on the mountain can’t bloom, but Chang’an peach blossoms are everywhere in spring, if you really want to see peach blossoms——

It's not impossible.

She continued to look down, looked at it, and unconsciously tightened her hand holding the letter.

"...a girl said she liked me."

The young man seemed to be hesitating when he wrote this, the nib of the pen paused for a long time, and a little ink was stained on the soft rice paper.

"I feel like I like her, but...it's too superficial."

The young man weighed his words and tried to express his entangled feelings, "Presumptuous feelings hurt others and ourselves, we have a local saying, um..."

"In a relationship that can't be married, holding hands is like playing hooligans."

"Although I am excellent, I am a decent person and never play hooligans."

Chu Yao: "..."