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

The spiritual power of ice blue and fiery red collided fiercely, and the sound of rumbling explosions was heard endlessly.

The strange beast was already tormented by Huang Yanxue, and Lin Chushu's attack angle was extremely tricky and sinister, which made it out of anger and launched a fierce counterattack.

But after several confrontations, many bloody wounds opened on Lin Chushu's arms and legs.

But he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and his black eyes were burning with extreme anger, vowing to burn everything in front of him.

Holding the sword, he bullied the body of the strange beast, and was about to be burned by the blood flames of the phoenix flames. The moment the scorching flames approached, he quickly avoided them.

Perhaps it was because the aura of Qin Cangyan still remained on Huangyan's blood, so he naturally felt close to the person who came.

This scene slammed into Lin Chushu's heart hard, and it aroused hazy tears in front of his eyes.

Ever since he and Qin Cangyan became senior brothers, that person has always protected him and prevented him from being wronged in the slightest. Now even though he is dead, he still retains this instinct.

And he didn't even have the chance to pay back.

The dantian was running to the limit, and blood snaked down from his seven orifices like little snakes, and the meridians full of spiritual power were on the verge of collapse.

But at this moment, he was also gradually approaching the gate of life of the strange beast, as long as he went a little deeper, it might hurt its life.

In the moment of life and death, Lin Chushu didn't hesitate for a moment, but he cut down decisively with his sword regardless of safety.

……

At the same time, Zhou Changming outside the dream also fell into a deep loss.

After detonating the phoenix flame blood, he exited the game smoothly, and when he was reborn as a sword spirit again, it was already 20 years after the game time.

So what happened next, he has no way of knowing.

The only thing I know is that Qin Cangyan's name is gradually being mentioned, as if he never existed.

In the dream, Lin Chushu seemed to respect his senior brother very much, even risking his life for revenge...

That being the case, why did he lightly expose it afterwards and ignore it?

Zhou Changming couldn't figure out the twists and turns, and couldn't help laughing at his sensitivity and sadness.

Although his kindness to Lin Chushu was originally required by the game mission, but later on, how much sincerity and how much camouflage was mixed in, even he himself couldn't tell.

Perhaps the game was made too vividly and delicately. For many years, he and Lin Chushu lived together, practiced together, and experienced countless joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys. They have long been the existence of mutual trust.

Even though he knew that this person was just a bunch of cold data, he still loved this steady and well-behaved little junior from the bottom of his heart.

What's more, he also had two equally deep relationships.

Whether it is Lin Chushu's adoptive father or the sword spirit, he has devoted a lot of effort, even though his reason told him afterwards that all this was just a game arrangement, he still couldn't forget it.

Zhou Changming bit his lip lightly. Through this dream, he realized belatedly that it was true that he escaped by waving his sleeves and leaving.

But all the suffering and consequences were on Lin Chushu's shoulders.

Those who stay behind are often the most painful. For him, just his younger brother's illness is enough to make him anxious.

In Lin Chushu's eyes, the people who had devoted themselves to him suffered catastrophes one after another and died tragically on his behalf. How should he feel remorse and self-blame in his heart?

Thinking back to the game settings, Zhou Changming suddenly realized a certain problem.

Everything that appeared in the dream came from Lin Chushu's memory, so while he was desperately fighting the beast, he was also harming his own spiritual power.

If his soul is shattered due to excessive damage, his physical body will also perish.

After all, luring the host to harm the dream creation is the basis of spiritual magic.

The top priority is to stop Lin Chushu's self-mutilation, but since Zhou Changming entered the dream, there has been an invisible barrier blocking him out.

He tried to push, but the barrier didn't move at all.

Zhou Changming frowned and thought, since he entered the dream world with the power of the magic heart stone, can he also rely on it to travel between different dream worlds?

He closed his eyes, feeling the flow of spiritual power in his body, and when the strange aura belonging to the magic heart stone emerged, he immediately put his palm on the barrier wall.

……

In the dream, Lin Chushu couldn't help choking out another mouthful of effort.

The excessive consumption of spiritual power made him weak and untenable, but he still persisted in slashing at the beast again and again with his sword. Even though the space-time rift had begun to close, its huge body was slowly dissipating.

"I want you... blood debt... blood payment!"

His eyes were blood red, and he didn't stop until the last limb of the strange beast turned into fly ash, exhausted.

The bottom of my heart was empty and desolate, and the bones of my whole body seemed to be falling apart.

Leaning on the sword, he moved inch by inch to Qin Cangyan's side, and stretched his arms to embrace the man in his arms.

"Brother, I'm sorry,"

He choked with sobs, his eyes were red, but he couldn't shed a single tear, "I'm so useless... I couldn't protect you."

The body in the embrace was not breathing, had no heartbeat, and even the boiling blood was about to cool down. Lin Chushu's breathing was stagnant, and his pupils trembled violently.

Anyone who is close to oneself will encounter unpredictable disasters.

He used to think that this divination about the lone star of the evil spirit and the evil spirit in his fate was just a lie.

Looking at it now, if he hadn't gotten acquainted with Qin Cangyan, he would not have been in danger, let alone sacrificed his life to protect himself.

That young man who is as bright as the moon has a special bloodline and is extremely talented. If he devotes time to cultivation, he will definitely become a leader in the world of mortal cultivation in the future.

Now, after all, it was him who destroyed all of this, the barrier of life and death was insurmountable, and the real culprit who could never be redeemed by death was none other than himself.

Lin Chushu slowly pointed the long sword at his chest.

If he followed in Qin Cangyan's footsteps, would that person forgive him for being despicable and weak? Can they... still be together forever?

The point of the sword pierced into the flesh, and there was a slight stabbing pain in his chest, but at this moment, his hand holding the sword was suddenly tightly grasped:

"Lin Chushu, sober up, don't do stupid things!"

It was clearly an unfamiliar voice, but it carried a sense of familiarity engraved in the bone marrow.

Lin Chushu raised his head in a daze, and met a beautiful face full of anxiety.

In the next life, a pair of peach blossom eyes are full of passion and love, and the skin is white and snowy, and the eyebrows are dyed like ink, as if they have absorbed countless gorgeous colors in the world, shining brightly.

He was sure that he had never seen this person before, but whether it was the worried expression or the tight curve of his lips, they all quietly overlapped with the picture in his memory.

The strength holding his wrist was weak, and he could break free with a little spiritual power.

But the moment he was enveloped by this person's breath, he felt infinitely at ease and warm, and for a moment he couldn't bear to let go.

At the critical moment, Lin Chushu was prevented from harming himself. Zhou Changming was still in shock. Seeing that the other party did not resist, he simply grabbed the sword and threw it aside:

"Everything you see is a dream, no matter what you do, you can't change the fact that has happened!"

The intense heartbeat almost broke through his chest, and he panted heavily, not even daring to think deeply.

If he was even one step slower, the person in front of him might have lost his life.

"You are now the head of the Black Criminal Division, no one in this world dares to disobey you, and the people you want to protect are safe and sound."

He looked straight into Lin Chushu's eyes, and said word by word:

"You are the one who will become the supreme powerhouse of the Three Realms in the future, how can you be easily defeated in such a place?"

The young man in front of him was pale and embarrassed, his usually calm and resolute eyes were full of broken fragility.

"But," Lin Chushu choked with sobs, "but senior brother is gone...he won't come back again."

The pain of suffocation spread like a tide, he trembled all over, his hands tightly covering his cheeks, and he fell to his knees.

Even if everything is as Zhou Changming said, this is just a vain dream, and all he can feel is deep powerlessness and despair.

If you can't protect the people you cherish, even if you add glory and splendor to the world, what's the point?

The so-called achievement and glory are just empty words.

Seeing him in so much pain, Zhou Changming also felt unspeakably sad.

In a trance, it was as if time was reversed, and the person in front of him turned back into that lonely, fragile, and distressing young man, instead of the cold and frightening evil spirit that no one should get close to now.

Before he realized it, he had already stretched out his arms and embraced Lin Chushu in his arms.

The familiar cold fragrance of pine wood hit his nose, and his heart skipped a beat. He gently stroked the boy's long hair, his heart was sore and soft.

This is just a dream created by magic, once you wake up, it will disappear.

But maybe it will only be in a dream, Lin Chushu is still the same Lin Chushu, he is still the same him, the two are still close, and they regard each other as indispensable in life.

That being the case, he might as well be willful for a while.

"Who said he left?"

Zhou Changming leaned close to Lin Chushu's ear, with a gentle gesture, just like in the past:

"Actually, I... have always been by your side."

The author has something to say: Xiao Changming: Shushu, you actually took the script of Long Aotian

Shushu: Crying, I just want my wife to come back