Heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

Four or five days. "

Chen Mo nodded, meaning "I know" and "The rest is nonsense, no need to say more".

Zhao Siyuan curled his lips, Chen Mo really can't chat.

Looking up at the cloudy sky, Zhao Siyuan didn't stop him anymore.

It won't be long before we can go out.

77.

In the car.

Shen Jiayu and Feng Qingyang couldn't care less about going to see what was going on with Chen Mo. They were shivering against the corner of the back seat, debating whether to get out of the car or not.

There was a thick black air outside, and there were monsters who were not afraid of death, Feng Qingyang still had injuries on his body, Shen Jiayu was just a pendant with no fighting strength, going down would be a dead end.

But staying in the car isn't much better.

Mu Chiyu was still unconscious, but the black energy on his body didn't dissipate, gradually it didn't seem to be accidentally stained on the outside, but more like coming from the inside out...

Could it be that Brother Mu was originally——

A bold idea jumped into Feng Qingyang's mind.

Since the whole world was created by the eroded, Song Hanyue still looks like a normal person, could there be a second... or a part of her.

Suddenly there was a dull knocking sound outside the car window.

Feng Qingyang woke up with a start, raised his head and hit the roof of the car with a "bang", all his thoughts and guesses were smashed, and he turned his head tremblingly to look.

"Mo, Brother Mo?"

Shen Jiayu's eyes lit up, and she waved her hands desperately, Feng Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, it didn't look like he was hallucinating due to excessive panic.

Before the two of them finished debating whether to get out of the car, Chen Mo glanced at the situation in the car, and when his eyes fell on Mu Chiyu, he had already opened the door.

"Get out of the car." Chen Mo reminded.

The two of them didn't dare to raise any objections, they obediently got out of the car like elementary school students, and stood in line with Chen Mo.

After getting out of the car, I realized that the black air outside had dissipated a lot, and it was not as depressing as before.

Chen Mo pointed to a tree not far away, and said, "Go there and wait for me for a while."

Shen Jiayu took a deep breath and nodded, and finally looked at Mu Chiyu worriedly, and walked aside while holding the umbrella tightly in her arms.

Feng Qingyang took a beat to keep up, but couldn't help turning his head to look.

Chen Mo walked around to the driver's seat, opened the car door, and dragged Mu Chiyu out by the back collar, as easily as if he were carrying a bag of garbage.

Then, like a drop of ink falling into clear water, the black air on Mu Chiyu's body began to spread far away, but the surrounding area near the body also faded a little.

That may be because of the faint blue flame attached to Chen Mo's fingertips, cutting the thick black air like scissors.

Chen Mo's action of pulling people was not gentle, as if he didn't know how to write the word considerate at all. Mu Chiyu's eyelashes trembled slightly amidst the turbulent movement, as if he was about to wake up.

However, the blackness became more intense.

Some fine cold sweat broke out on Chen Mo's forehead, he frowned slightly, after a moment of hesitation, his face turned cold, and he raised his hand to pat Mu Chiyu's left cheek.

"Snapped--"

loud bang.

Mu Chiyu's body stagnated with black energy, and finally slowly opened his eyes, and it took a while for his out-of-focus eyes to meet Chen Mo's.

"Are you sober?" Chen Mo said to him, "Let us out first."

The author says:

Finally, let me talk about the length of this article, if you don’t mind, you can skip it, okay?

This article was originally not long. It was originally just a short story written between two long serials to adjust the flying. It didn't even have an outline. If it wasn't for writing a clear worldview setting, the final completion of this book would not exceed [-] Word

As for the main CP, to be honest, this article was originally designed to be a long-form unit drama that flows from the main drama to the plot. Now this short story is pulled out of one of the units and written separately, which is one of the small branches that the two protagonists have experienced together. One, the emotional line follows the plot line, and the emotional line in the branch line is of course very branched×

However, just looking at the multiple debuffs (...) on the top, you know that this kind of essay is difficult to write. Calculated at 80 words a day, it will take at least two hours to write this article in a day. People who read it There are not many. Occasionally, when I get interested, it’s okay to write a little less for love. It’s a painful thing to write until [-] million or halfway. I don’t have the leeway to open this long orz right now.

And it just so happens that the feature of a unit drama is the completeness of the story of each unit. It is not a problem to write a short story alone, so I simply took out a slightly more interesting unit and wrote it.

It's a complete story after this is written

But thank you all for your likes. If no one left a comment, this article might have ended earlier (:3_ヽ)_

At the end of this article, I may write about the lines of the two protagonists outside the episode, and I may start a new series of short stories in my spare time in the future. I don’t know when to continue writing. If there are readers who are interested, I will wait until the end of this article. Open a pre-receipt and put it away first, if not, continue to follow the fate

Writing and reading are all because of happiness, gathering and parting are all due to fate, and finally I wish you all a happy life, refill

29, 78-79

◎The grace of a meal◎

78.

Since meeting Chen Mo and Cheng Lu in that snow, it has been nearly ten years since Mu Chiyu saw them again.

About nine years, or eight years, he didn't particularly remember it.

Mu Chiyu was born in a small family, not a member of an aristocratic family, but the proportion of awakened family members is astonishingly high, perhaps after a few hundred years, their family can become a member of a new aristocratic family.

——If the Mu family still existed at that time.

Because the parents are quite talented seniors in the industry, and they have gained some prestige after years of hard work, their children can avoid detours, and are recommended to work in the association one after another after they reach adulthood.

The association usually only recruits members of the aristocratic families, as well as genius elites among ordinary people. On the face of it, it is definitely a good job that is glamorous and decent.

Mu Chiyu is a full-fledged worker mentality,

After the halo filter that made people proud at first faded, when it comes to the work itself, it is actually the same, but it is just a job to support the family, not to mention much ambition.

It's not as good as his younger siblings' picky eaters.

But others always like to give him a lot of good reputation.

They all said that Mu Chiyu is a genius. Although the strength of pure aura is not top-notch, but in the research and application of various spells, runes and formations, no one in the younger generation can match him.

Mu Chiyu was only interested in this, and he didn't take those compliments seriously, and he also firmly refused to work part-time in the research department of the association. He had no plans to work overtime.

Unaided, he explores on his own and is extremely adventurous.

The most daring time, he used his own body as a tool to build a rune barrier, researching ways to block erosion from the source.

Although the structure of the soul is theoretically not the same as that of the body, but according to the actual data, most of the erosions originate from the heart and the brain.

There is a method of detecting black air in the spell, and the enchantment can block the spread of black air. As long as it can detect and stop the spread in the first place, the ability user who maintains his rationality can even wipe out the source of the erosion by himself to save himself.

This topic is very difficult. For thousands of years, no one may have proposed it, but no one has realized it so far. It is enough to show that there are many difficulties and troubles in it.

Mu Chiyu knew very well that even if he spent his whole life, he might not be able to succeed, but he did not give up.

It's not for the sake of being famous in history, or for the great ideal of saving the world and people, it's just for fun.

It was this study that got in trouble.

Mu Chiyu's younger brother or sister accidentally slipped the tongue outside, and who knows who fueled the flames and publicized it. The association decided that he had secretly conducted human experiments, and directly expelled him and locked him up without listening to his excuses.

After several days of meeting and discussion, the association sentenced him to lifelong supervision, and threatened the future of his parents and siblings to let him join the research department to continue working to atone for his sins.

Mu Chiyu knew that this was an unwarranted crime, but for the sake of his family, he could only bow his head and accept it, and agreed.

After being imprisoned for a week, Mu Chiyu was finally released to pack his things and meet his family on the way.

His family members were also implicated and were suspended from work at home.

Mu Chiyu hadn't met them yet, he hesitated, and took a few steps home, but when he looked up, he saw only a sea of ​​flames.

The windows were charred and smoke billowed into the sky.

With a buzzing in Mu Chiyu's mind, he rushed into the sea of ​​flames, looked down, and the ominous premonition came true. His parents, elder sister, younger brother, younger sister, and a family of six were lying on the ground with their eyes wide open. Looking in the direction of the door, it seemed to be asking "Why did you come back".

The hideous wounds all over his body had already drained of blood and turned black. The corpse smelled burnt in the flames, and there was also a faint rotten smell.

No one knows how long they have been dead.

Mu Chiyu was dizzy before his eyes, unable to stand steadily, the flames brought double shadows, and staggered into the hot door frame behind him, only felt a sharp stabbing pain in the back of his neck, and his eyes fell into a chaotic darkness.

The faint black air was hidden in the thick smoke of the flames. Mu Chiyu was restless and didn't notice it until the madness and chaos like dancing with the devil came to his brain.

The black energy on Mu Chiyu's body became more and more intense.

The members of the association who escorted him back together took a step back in panic, and before they could escape, they saw Mu Chiyu suddenly turned to look at them, with a cold expression, walking towards them slowly with strange steps.

"It's you—"

"It's not us!" Before he finished speaking, the two subconsciously argued sharply, "It has nothing to do with us!"

Mu Chiyu walked faster than they ran, grabbed their necks one by one, and easily lifted them up.

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