I really didn't take the emperor of the enemy country as a stand-in

Suddenly, Zhong Lan's pupils constricted, as if seeing something extremely painful.

Wen Yao pressed his hands, but his whole body convulsed, his forearm twitched slightly, and his waist arched, like a cat that had stepped on a firecracker.

"It's okay." Wen Yao stopped, calmly kissed his side face, feeling a little distressed, "Xuantang left scriptures and incense, I'll get them for you."

With some reluctance, he put Zhong Lang on the bed, although his movements were careful, but very quick.

He half got out of the bed, but his hand was suddenly held.

"No!" Although Zhong Lang was confused, he subconsciously remembered that he must succeed this time, "Come back."

His voice was weak, and the ending was so soft that it seemed to be floating into the sky.Wen Yao knew that he was grabbing her to fall asleep, but his heart was also empty because of this sentence of retention.

Zhong Lan said confusedly: "If you use the scriptures, you won't have dreams."

The two times he fell into a dream before, he survived without scriptures after falling ill.

Wen Yao sat back on the side of the bed, lowered his eyes, and looked at Zhong Lan with extremely complicated eyes, as if distressed, but also as if he couldn't suppress it.He gave Zhong Lang a hug, and locked Zhong Lang in his arms.

Zhong Lan buried his face in the sandalwood.In the drowsiness, he seemed to have obtained a safe haven, where he could relax his mind and not have to be entangled with drowsiness and pain.

Out of control, his eyes watered, and he wrapped his hands around Wen Yao's neck in a daze.Suddenly, his fingers fell into Wen Yao's neck!

When the headache strikes, the desire to destroy and control that spreads from the deepest part occupies the bell at the moment when the reason disappears.

Wen Yao stared into his eyes, as if he didn't notice the hand, nor the terrifying force on his neck.He stared at the bell like this, his black eyes seemed to suck him in.

Zhong Lan was stared at, instinctively let him relax his hands slowly in a trance.Suddenly, Wen Yao sent the softest part of his Adam's apple to his palm: "Your Majesty, I am all yours."

Zhong Lan wanted to withdraw his hand, but Wen Yao grabbed both hands.

"You hurt as much as I should." He lightly pressed a kiss on Zhong Lan's forehead.

"Dream."

Zhong Lan suddenly opened his eyes.

In front of him, a white mist slowly dissipated.

really!When he has an intimate relationship with Wen Yao and does not use external force to relieve the symptoms, he can fall asleep smoothly.

The dream here is his memory, but it must have been modified by the main god.Zhong Lan pulled himself together, although he couldn't control the body in the dream, he could pull himself together to find clues and flaws.

When the main god is modifying, he must not take into account all the details.

He walked along the trail and saw the hall he was familiar with.

Countless people are coming and going in the hall.Above the head, a huge digital screen floats in the far mid-air. Like the moon, its appearance can be seen clearly from any angle.

"I heard that someone has successfully cleared the level!"

"It's great to be home at last."

"No, I heard that he didn't want to go home, but chose a world to spend the rest of his life peacefully."

"It's a waste of money to make a wish like this. If it were me, I would choose to return to the original world, and then let me be the richest man in the world. It would be best if I could live forever hahaha!"

……

The expressions of everyone around are very clear.Zhong Lang walks among the crowd without being recognized—he always uses various false identities in the game, fishes and paddles, and all attempts to pass the level are carried out quietly. Zhong Lan's first team.

The self in memory didn't notice something was wrong, and went straight through the hall.However, Zhong Lang, who was in a lucid dream, noticed something was wrong.

These people's emotions are too full, as if it's not Zhong Lan who cleared the customs, but themselves.

"Before I was worried that the main god had been lying to people."

"Yeah, there is a precedent, so I feel more at ease, and the tasks after that will all come to the fore."

"Hundreds of years ago, so many people disappeared in the last mission. I always thought that the clearance was a lie from the Lord God."

Zhong Lan was startled.

He had never paid attention to it before.In his memory, he was the first person to pass the level; but his memory seemed to have taken a big turn, bypassing this question: If there were so many strong people before, if they didn't pass the level, where did they go?

The dream body walked across the hall to the other end.

There is a door here.The color of the door is the same as that of the surroundings, clean and clean, like a soft cloud.

"Clock Lane."

Who is calling me?Zhong Lan wanted to turn his head, but his body was out of control.

"Clock Lane."

The sound became clearer.

Zhong Lan recognized it this time.It was Wen Yao's voice!

When the body falls into a deep sleep, external disturbances can affect the dream.At this time, Wen Yao should be calling in his ear, so I can hear his voice.

According to the memory, the body pushed open the door and walked into the room.

Behind the room, a space the same size as the hall was empty and empty.However, there is only one open door in the middle, floating in the air, faintly glowing.

Even if it was a dream, the moment he saw the door, the brilliant light behind the door attracted him immensely, enticing him to take a step forward, and then another step.A longing cry from the bottom of his heart almost burst his eardrums.

"Today is the day you leave."

Suddenly there was an ethereal sound from the door.

Zhong Lan: "Yeah."

"Congratulations." The hinge of the door turned slightly, as if a god condescended to respond to him in order to congratulate the small human beings for their bravery, "Step through this light, and you will be able to go to the world where you retire."

Zhong Lan nodded, without any desire to talk to the Lord God, and strode towards the door.

All of this is the same as Zhong Lan's memory.

What went wrong?Where is the flaw?

Zhong Lan watched helplessly as his body got closer and closer to the door. Finally, when he reached the door, he raised his foot and was about to step over...

Wen Yao's voice was next to his ear: "Zhong Lan, can you hear it?"

Zhong Lan thought to himself, it's useless to hear it, after all, it's just a replay of a false memory.

Suddenly, the tone of the door was not friendly: "Who is there?"

Feet stopped in mid-air.

No, this is no longer a memory!

Zhong Lang woke up immediately, and tried hard to use his spiritual power to control the body in the dream.With his unremitting efforts, the mid-air foot was retracted a little bit!

good!Continuing, the veins in his fingers popped out, and he tried to fall backwards, trying to stay away from the door.

The door was angry: "You go in!"

His voice seemed to come from a broken radio, with the rustle of electricity, and the signal gradually became poor...

Suddenly, everything around began to distort, and the picture was covered with snowflakes.The image of the door was cut in half up and down, and the door frame seemed to have fallen into a vortex and was twisted into a ball.

He was awakened from his false memory!Everything around turned into broken light like a snow mountain collapsed, and disappeared!

Instead, another scene!

Zhong Lan found that he was still standing in this room with a book floating in front of him.

The real him is colder than now, so cold that he has no popularity at all.

In his real memory, he is not emotional: "As long as you complete the last task, you will pass the level?"

The door is malicious: "Yes."

"This book is not difficult." Zhong Lang was very calm. "I don't believe that so many people before could not complete tasks of this level."

"This task only looks simple." The door is persuasive, "After all, you have to stay inside for more than five years, and if you make a mistake, you will be killed by the male lead. It's not easy."

Zhong Lan didn't speak.

The door urged him: "Go in quickly. No matter what, you can't escape this last mission."

This is indeed the truth.Zhong Lang knew that no matter how cautious he was, he could not escape the rule maker, so he stepped into the door anyway.

[Welcome to the final mission.This is an ancient world, no superpowers allowed, no props allowed.Your character is Xin Guojun.All book information has been entered. 】

Zhong Lan opened his eyes expressionlessly.

Xin Guojun is a cannon fodder.The male protagonist of this world, Wen Yao, is destined to be half a point higher than his upper limit of combat power.If Wen Yao hated him for treating him harshly for three years like the original, then he was doomed to die.

[Please live until one year after Wen Yao unifies the world.The task will be automatically determined to be successful at a certain time, good luck! 】

That was the last word the Lord God said to him.

Zhong Lan rolled his eyes, and found that he was wearing a gorgeous gown with gold patterns, and a shivering boy was kneeling in front of him.

Around, everyone lowered their heads tremblingly, not daring to look at him.

Li Quan said beside him: "Your Majesty, this kid broke the vase you asked Master Xuan Dao to make specially."

The black-clothed boy lowered his head, and said in a humming, emotionless voice, "It's not me."

Li Quan was furious, and was about to continue confronting him.Suddenly, the bell rang out.

"What happened, explain from the beginning."

Li Quan put away his expression, cleared his throat, and was about to report, but Zhong Lang made a silent gesture to him.

"I'll let him talk."

Li Quan: "?"

Zhong Lan walked up to the boy condescendingly.He lowered his head, as if he didn't hear Zhong Lan's footsteps, until the pair of dragon boots came into view, his shoulders and neck unconsciously stiffened.

Cold fingers lifted his jaw, forcing him to look up.

"What's your name?"

When those eyes touched Zhong Lang's emotionless face, they shrank to a point vigilantly, unconsciously repelling and loathing.

"My name is Wen Yao."

In the original book, there was no annual banquet after the proton came to Xin.Wen Yao's first contact with Xin Guojun was because of a vase.At that time, the younger sons of Xin Guo's clan entered the palace to play and broke the vase by accident. When they saw him passing by, they smiled and identified him as the murderer.

Although the vase was rare and precious, it was nothing more than a dead thing to Xin Guojun, and to those clan children, it was nothing more than an apology and accusation from their parents, but to Wen Yao, it was the beginning of a three-year nightmare.

After all, he is a child of his own country, and what he says is more expensive than that of a child from a small country.In the original book, Xin Guojun didn't check, he didn't even ask a question, and he was locked in the woodshed for three days and three nights.The weather in early January was freezing to the bone.There is no food, no light, and even only cold snow water to drink.

Wen Yao learned the first lesson from Xin Guojun, and since then he has learned how to protect oneself wisely and keep a low profile.And when others saw him being so easy to waste, they made his three years extremely difficult.

At that time, Wen Yao insisted on himself: "I didn't break the vase."

In the original book, it was time for Li Quan to come up and slap him.

In the eyes of others, Zhong Lang seemed to be able to predict the future, raising his hand just to stop Li Quan's hand in the air.

Cold fingers pinched Wen Yao's chin, and under his vigilant eyes, his thumb gently rubbed the corner of his lips.

The coldness of the fingertips is the same as the emotion in Zhong Lan's eyes.

Wen Yao looked up at him sharply.

However, what he waited for was not hair loss.

"Okay, I believe you."

The author has something to say: Zhoumu's character is different from now.

Thank you Shanju Jianyi for the invincible nutrient solution X5~