After escaping, the male protagonist always wants to rip off my vest

The shrill sound of the flute sounded like a baby crying, and bursts of purple-black devilish energy surrounded Wu Xiao's body, forming a huge cyclone like a tornado, enveloping everyone.

At this moment, Lin Chushu suddenly moved.

The spiritual power surrounding the Zhuolang Sword materialized immediately, and the turbulent wave erupted instantly with his wrist as the core, splitting the black mist formed by the demonic energy.

The dazzling brilliance pierced through the darkness, he swiftly broke through the layers of demonic energy in front of him, and stabbed in the chest——

The sharp sword tip pierced Wu Xiao's arm holding the flute.

If he hadn't reacted extremely quickly and retreated one after another with the impact of the sword energy, I'm afraid even the devil's heart would be penetrated.

The playing was interrupted, and the suffocating pressure was suddenly relieved, and Zhou Changming and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"What a powerful coercion."

In just a short moment, Qiu Shengmiao was already sweating heavily:

"Thirty years ago, he was far from being so powerful, why now... Could it be because of the magic heart stone?"

Except for Lin Chushu, no one present could predict the consequences of being infected by the magic heart stone.

But having said that, even though Wu Xiao's strength has skyrocketed, judging from the extent of his body's erosion, at least the damage caused by the magic heart stone is far greater than the benefit.

"The so-called destiny, once it comes from someone else's mouth, it becomes human desire."

Lin Chushu turned the tip of his sword and pointed at Wu Xiao's throat:

"Magic Heart Stones shouldn't exist, tell me where they come from, otherwise..."

"Ha...hahaha, Lin Chushu, you are too confident!"

The fingers holding the bone flute couldn't help trembling, Wu Xiao opened her mouth, and burst out laughing.

"Once the bone erosion sound starts, it will never stop unless I die."

The magic heart stone on his cheek began to tremble, and purple-black tentacles emerged from the top, wrapped around every air intake of the bone flute, playing a strange tune again.

The best way to resist the sound wave attack is to close the hearing, and everyone has mobilized their spiritual power to isolate the sound.

Only Zhou Changming didn't have enough spiritual power to dispatch, and simply plugging his ears wouldn't help.

And the next moment, both cheeks were suddenly covered by a wave of warmth.

The shrill sound of the flute fell silent in an instant, but the powerful pulse became more and more clear in the ears.

He raised his head and saw Lin Chushu retracted his sword at some point, and covered his ears with his hands.

Those hands were slender with slender knuckles and well-proportioned bones, yet they were unexpectedly wide and stable, which made him feel extremely comfortable and at ease.

Lin Chushu's eyes darkened.

At first, he was only worried that Zhou Changming would not be able to withstand Wu Xiao's attack, so he took the initiative to protect him.

But at this moment, the touch from the skin under the fingertips was smooth and delicate, and the soft and thick eyelashes swept across the wrist bones unconsciously, like a light feather, slowly falling on the atrium.

He was suddenly reluctant to move his palm away.

The subtle movements of Lin Chushu and Zhou Changming were noticed by Wu Xiao.

A wave of gloom rose from the bottom of his eyes, and the originally clear pupils were gradually stained with a hint of blood.

"The bone-eroding magic sound will make people fall into the most terrifying nightmare in their hearts. You damned monks will all fall into purgatory forever!"

He was shaken all over, urging dozens of times the number of tentacles to explode wildly.

The strong wind blew Lin Chushu's hair violently. He snorted coldly, and surging spiritual power gushed out from behind him.

The turbid wave sword blazed brightly in a blink of an eye, and shot towards the center of the storm.

He protected Zhou Changming with both hands, and could only use his sword intent to drive the Zhuolang sword to attack, but despite this, the tyrannical spiritual power still broke through the barrier of demon energy.

Hearing only a "puchi", the Zhuolang sword passed through the place where the devil's heart was, and then pulled it out of Wu Xiao's body without hesitation.

The sound of the flute suddenly stopped.

Big balls of blood kept pouring out from the wound and mouth of the Demon Lord, and he could no longer play, his tall body swayed, and he fell down slumped.

Zhou Changming couldn't help being stunned seeing the force of the blow so tyrannically, but Qiu Shengmiao was full of pride that couldn't be concealed.

Even if Tianshu's spirit and martial arts are damaged, the Zhuolang Sword, the master of Tiansha, is still one of the most tyrannical weapons in the world. With the strength of his master, how can he allow this defeated general to jump his feet?

Lin Chushu withdrew his sword, came to Wu Xiao's side, held the sword against his throat:

"The Demon Heart Stone in Ghost City, where did you find it?"

"Cough cough...cough, I'm afraid I will disappoint you."

Blood spread out between the messy white hair, and Wu Xiao coughed up blood in a muffled voice. She didn't seem to be frustrated with the loss of revenge, but her brows were full of joy.

"Do you think... this is the end? The magic heart stone has changed the operation structure of the magic energy, and the magic sound... has been completed."

Lin Chushu's expression changed slightly, and almost at the same time Wu Xiao opened his mouth, he felt a strange energy fluctuation, and was about to stop it, but suddenly there was a faint turbulence in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Before he forcibly broke through the blockade with spiritual power, part of the magic energy had inevitably entered the meridians.

Coupled with the influence of the magic sound, the murderous aura suddenly lost control at this moment.

The dantian was scorching hot for a moment, like falling into an ice cave for a moment, and the spiritual power flowing in the meridians also surged.

He swayed slightly, and managed to stand still with the help of the Zhuolang sword.

"Master!" Seeing that Lin Chushu's condition was not right, Qiu Shengmiao was about to rush forward, but suddenly felt dizzy.

With black eyes, he staggered down and was caught by Jiang Yuzhuo who was beside him.

"Master, Master!"

An unprecedented panic appeared on Jiang Yuzhuo's stern face.

Even though he was also dizzy, he still kept injecting spiritual power into Qiu Shengmiao's body:

"Cheer up! Don't sleep, don't sleep..."

Qiu Shengmiao wanted to comfort him, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't even lift them up.

It was as if there were dark vines protruding from the ground, dragging his consciousness down, he tilted his body and passed out completely.

The other people were in a similar situation to Qiu Shengmiao, the sound of "plop" and "plop" could be heard for a while, and the black mist passed by, and the disciples of Mo Xingsi fell down one after another.

On the other side, Lin Chushu endured the pain, raised his sword and cut off Wu Xiao's head.

The Demon Lord's body prostrated on the ground immediately twitched violently. The number of Demon Heart Stones that had only clustered on one side of his cheeks suddenly increased in number, and spread rapidly using his body as the soil.

Soon, the sharp spar covered every corner of his body, and blood gushed out and flowed all over the place where it passed.

As Wu Xiao said before, even though he was beheaded, the magic sound did not stop.

Unspeakable pain came one after another, and purple-black fine lines began to spread along the smooth forehead. Lin Chushu could no longer hold the sword, his knees softened, and he half knelt on the ground.

"Lin Chushu! How are you?"

Zhou Changming rushed to his side in a hurry, supporting his precarious body.

As the influence of the magic sound gradually deepened, Lin Chushu's eyes became a little loose.

But he could still clearly feel that Zhou Changming's breathing was steady, his meridians were running as usual, and there was no sign of being tricked at all.

Ordinarily no one can escape Wu Xiao's attack unless he shows mercy to that person...

That's right, Zhou Changming was born in a ghost market, and his origin is unknown. Even if there are many similarities with those people in him, it can't explain anything.

If he was really involved in this sneak attack...

The severe tearing pain hit overwhelmingly, Lin Chushu stopped breathing and lost consciousness immediately.

"Lin Chushu, Lin Chushu? Wake up!"

Zhou Changming felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, and hurriedly patted his face and shouted loudly. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and shook his shoulders instead.

"This is all a dream. It's not real at all. You only need to find something wrong to wake up!"

He shouted hoarsely, but not only failed to wake up Lin Chushu, but also had the opposite effect.

I saw that the man had bulging veins on his forehead and clenched teeth, as if he was enduring great pain.

Mindful that life is important, Zhou Changming pursed his lips, fearing that he would lose control and accidentally hurt himself in his dream, so he stopped probing.

He looked around and saw that he seemed to be the only awake person present.

Ordinarily, no matter which one of these trained elite disciples, the ability to resist the devil energy should be much stronger than myself, the five scumbags of war.

Why is he the one who is fine?

Zhou Changming couldn't figure it out.

Originally, every key node of the task would be guided by the system.

Now that the system no longer exists, what on earth should he do?

He was thinking anxiously, and his eyes inadvertently fell on Wu Xiao's corpse.

The death condition of that person is quite miserable, not to mention the different parts of the body, even the flesh and blood body has been covered by clusters of demonic heart stones.

The strange purple-black spar absorbs the nutrients in the flesh and blood, and becomes shiny. The hexagonal cut surface is sharp and precise, exuding a strong breath.

Since the magic heart stone is the power source of the bone-eroding magic sound, can we find a way to wake up Lin Chushu and the others by starting from them?

With his heart pounding, Zhou Changming took a deep breath and cautiously approached the corpse.

He suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and stretched out his hand towards the Demon Heart Stone.

At this moment, a conspicuous system dialog popped up in the void:

"Do you want to use 'Interact' with the target?"

The author has something to say: A cauldron fell from the sky and hit Xiao Changming on the body

And why can he interact with the magic heart stone?Is Shushu's guess true?

A new vest appears in the next chapter! ! !Love it for letting me see the claws of the little angels! ! !