After wearing the book, I fed the beautiful and miserable male protagonist

Chang Qiuli searched for his breath, walked through the jungle, and finally arrived at the place where Lin Zang had brought him on a dark cloud during the day.

On the edge of the dead cliff, in the darkness, the moonlight cast a faint light on the stone man.

This is a stone statue erected by the clan named "Long".

Chang Qiuli looked at it for a long time, unknowingly feeling very depressed, as if sad, but there was no reason for it, until suddenly a very familiar feeling hit his mind, hit his sea of ​​consciousness and felt pain like crazy.

——"Li'er, you have inherited your father's talent, and you are the one with the highest talent in swordsmanship in our family, so don't slack off."

——"Li'er, your father, who slays demons and eliminates demons, is now being worshiped as a stone statue, do you think it's interesting?"

——"Li'er..."

"Li'er, run away!"

Crying and screaming came rushing in an instant.

Chang Qiuli's fingers touched the cold stone tablet, and his breathing became short of breath.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the mixed memories intertwined and collided with the memories of his time in the Demon Realm. For a moment, he seemed to be in a bloody storm, and for a moment, he was struggling in the mud of the Demon Realm.

The ring hanging around the neck reflected a faint light, and there was a sound of collision, Chang Qiuli suddenly stretched out his hand to hold it tightly.

A drop of rain fell from the sky and landed between his forehead.

"Do you like it?" A childish voice rang in his ear, with a smile, "With the neck rope with my spell on it, you can't lose it now."

"noob."

Chang Qiuli took a deep breath, turned around and stretched out, the shape of a beast appeared, turned into a stream of light and rushed to the distance, disappeared.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there were lightning and thunder.

Lin Zang finally survived the long time of suppressing the magic breath, and was served by someone to dry his hair, and then walked to the sleeping place covered in cold air.

The courtyard is deep and the corridors are raining.

Lin Ayun carefully held an umbrella for him to avoid the raindrops, and said in a low voice: "This subordinate didn't think carefully, so I will call someone to repair it tomorrow."

Lin Zang was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and exhaled an "en" sound from his breath.

He entered the bedroom, but before he took a few steps, he saw the wet footprints on the ground, was startled, and suddenly woke up, "Xiaobai?"

Chang Qiuli has been acting well lately, and he often waits in the house when he is not around, so Lin didn't specifically tell Ni Xinghua and the others to watch. Now that he saw something strange, he suddenly felt uncomfortable and hurried closer.

Beside the bed, the soaked white dog wrapped its body under the carpet.

He seemed to be trembling, and his long tail was dangling from the mud, extremely embarrassed.Lin Zang's complexion changed slightly, and he hurried forward.

Sensing the familiar aura approaching, Chang Qiuli let out a low growl.

Lin Zang didn't know what was going on, but when he saw Chang Qiuli's appearance, his heart ached, and he knelt down beside him and patted his back lightly, "What's wrong with you?"

Chang Qiuli got up suddenly and slipped into his arms.

His current body shape is like that of an adult big dog, while Lin Zang's body is only like a teenage boy, so he couldn't bear the weight naturally, so he was knocked backwards to stabilize himself.

He frowned, and didn't care that his clothes were stained with water and mud. He stretched out his arms and half embraced Chang Qiuli in his arms, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The person in front of him still had a familiar aura.

The cold plum fragrance surrounds the nostrils, it is clearly cold, but Chang Qiuli smells some warmth from it.

He moaned softly from his throat.

Lin Zang touched Chang Qiuli's ear, "Yes, yes, I heard that, I won't leave. Don't be afraid."

Lin Zang: "Are you afraid of thunder? It's okay, it's in the sky, and it can't fall. Even if it falls, I'll help you block it, okay?"

He didn't know the reason for Chang Qiuli's appearance, so he could only guess wildly and comfort him with a gentle voice.

Time gradually passed.

The white dog in his arms became calm, Lin Zang breathed a sigh of relief, and used his mana to dry the wet places on him and himself, calming down for a long time, and gradually felt that it was due to thunder and lightning.

There are no four seasons in the Demon Realm. It has always been the same. The climate changes, and there are only yellow sand and strong winds. There has always been ice but no snow, water and no rain.Chang Qiuli has no memory, it is the first time he encounters such a situation without his own company, so he is naturally afraid.

The Thunder Tribulation of Warcraft is extremely ferocious, and this fear should be an instinct carved into his bones.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..." Lin Zang straightened his hair for him, and after a while, he found that Chang Qiuli was not moving and breathing evenly, so he thought he was asleep.

He was already sleepy, but now that the person he comforted had also fallen asleep, his drowsiness naturally swept over him. Before he knew it, Lin Zang put one hand on the white dog's back, leaned against the side of the bed and fell asleep.

Not long after he fell asleep, the faint sunlight entered the room through the window sash.

The white dog gradually changed into a child with black hair and white clothes.

The child's figure is somewhat unstable and transparent, with magnificent and complex magic seals between his eyebrows.

Chang Qiuli's slender eyelashes slowly opened.

The mixed voices in the ears dissipated, leaving only the even snoring of the person in front of him, Chang Qiuli approached Lin Zang, using magic power, carefully put him on the bed, and looked down.

Because he was struggling with sleepiness for a long time, the eyes of the boy sleeping quietly on the bed were slightly crimson, his lips were always rosy and full, his skin was fair and clear, his eyes were covered with red pupils, he didn't see the evil spirit, he looked like an ordinary child Incomparably cute.

Looking down, he found that Lin Zang's underwear was stained with mud. Chang Qiuli reached out and wiped it gently.

But after some wiping, only the floating dust was swept away, and some mottled spots remained.

There was a little guilt in his eyes.

But at this moment, his long hair fell on Lin Zang's arm, like soft hair. Lin Zang stretched out his hand and lightly brushed it in his sleep, and then hugged the white dog in his dream.

Chang Qiuli was held in his arms.

Lin Zang was in his dream, naturally he didn't know what he was holding, he only searched for the location of his memory, kissed Xiaobai on the forehead, hugged him tightly, his voice was vague, "Baby, sleep well..."

Chang Qiuli was taken aback.

He put his chin on Lin Zang's shoulder, and his eyes were a little uncomfortable.

Lin Zang was domineering in his dream, his arms were full of strength, he felt that he was not strong enough to hold him, and he still wanted to use his legs.

It's a pity that Chang Qiuli was half-sitting, he couldn't use his legs to hold him down no matter what.

Unable to hold him comfortably, Lin Zang tossed and turned, his eyebrows tied into knots.

Even if Chang Qiuli was fiddled with by him with a good temper, he tossed him until his clothes were messed up.

Seeing Lin Zang's frowning, Chang Qiuli's eyes flashed some helplessness, and he lay down as he wished—this time Lin Zang was satisfied, pressing the man firmly into his arms, and holding a Put his hair on, and it won't move anymore.

Chang Qiuli looked at him with lowered eyes, and after a while, he stretched out his hand to grab the skirt of the person in front of him, and slowly closed his eyes.