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

The golden patterns on 'Tao Xianzhi''s body were gradually peeled off and gathered and floated aside.

The moment the system finished speaking, Lin Zang's body shook slightly.

The dense pain came one after another, and he couldn't hold on any longer, and his consciousness fell into deep darkness.

The moment he fainted, his body was held firmly by one hand.

"Little plum blossom!" Mei Anyuan's voice came.

Chang Qiuli sucked away the excess magic power in Lin Zang's body, and the system immediately filled the gap in the seal with energy very consciously, until the magic source returned to calm.

The face of the person leaning against Chang Qiuli's arms was pale.

Mei Anyuan spoke quickly: "How is he?"

"It hurt the meridian." Chang Qiuli protected Lin Zang, raised his eyes, and his emotionless eyes fell on the spirit source struggling in the energy.

Mei Anyuan heard the words, and immediately gritted his teeth and looked at the spiritual source floating in the air: "Is this stupid thing causing trouble?"

He was about to start, but at this moment Po's voice came: "If you don't want him to fail, don't touch that thing."

Mei Anyuan stopped in time.

He frowned and turned to look.

Soon, Po and the others arrived.

Being forcibly absorbed by the spiritual source, everyone in Wushan suffered more or less physical injuries. Among them, Xu Jianxian, who was once possessed, looked the most tragic. Holding the blood-stained wound on his body, he barely kept his Awake, was helped to rush to the vicinity.

This time, no one clamored for an explanation, and no one dared to say anything else.

They didn't even dare to make a sound.

Compared with the existence of Lingyuan, they seem so mediocre and weak.

"Uncle, please detain these people first and seal them off here." Chang Qiuli said in a hoarse voice.

Mei Anyuan looked at Lin Zang's pale face in a coma, and knew that what he needed most at this time was rest, so he didn't shirk: "Okay. The spiritual power and magic power in his body are in conflict, go find Mei Yi, he has also had this kind of pain before." situation, know how to deal with it.”

Chang Qiuli nodded, and quickly took Lin Zang away, and his figure disappeared here.

After he left, everything was quiet.

Po's gaze looked far away and landed on the spiritual source.

Seeing it struggling in it, unwilling and unwilling to give up, trying to break through the shackles, but it was all in vain. After falling into destructive despair, it let out a sharp cry.

With a gloomy look in his eyes, he suddenly smiled.

"Deserving it."

……

Lin Zang felt like he had a very long dream.

The self in the dream seems to be a bystander. In the information that the system continuously deciphers and transmits, he glances at the flowers and piece together the truth that belongs to the distant past, is related to the origin of everything, and has happened scene after scene.

When the world of "Falling Immortals" was born, all the spiritual and magical breaths in the world appeared from the two source seeds.They each have their own support, spreading the breath of spirit and magic all over the world, breeding all things.

The source of magic is guarded by ancient plums, and the extremely cold snow forest in the depths complements and complements ancient plums.

And the spiritual source is wandering around in the world, relying on each other with Nalian, looking at the prosperity of the world.

Until, all thoughts grow wantonly.

At the same time that year, when Moyuan first became aware of transforming people, Lingyuan took Nalian's birth as a guide and descended before the eyes of the world.

It recognizes the sons of mortals as masters.

Later, the ancestors of the Qing family rose up and were worshiped by the world, and the spiritual source was enshrined as "Turing", enjoying the fireworks.Compared with the magic source with stagnant consciousness in the cold forest, Lingyuan has become extremely intelligent through offerings and incense.

It is obsessed with mortal beliefs and enjoys unreasonable following, so it evolves and creates the technique of inheritance.

This is the origin of Qing's good at mental attack techniques.

Later, in search of a more revered existence, it chose to ascend with the Son of Man.

This is the end of the past and the beginning of all the tragedies in this life.

Lin Zang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and through the memory of the spiritual source, he saw everything outside the vault of heaven.

The God Realm stands high above the nine heavens, and lives the same life as the Dao of Heaven. Ascending mortals will gradually throw away their distracting thoughts, breathe with the sun, forget their past, and become Dao gods.

But Lingyuan will not.

Day after day, when the son of the world sees through everything and looses its shackles, it can only wander alone in the lonely sky, peeping at the prosperity of the world through the cold stone statue, lonely and suffering in its heart.

"Want to go home."

"I want to go home..."

It regrets it.

It is the origin of everything in this world, and of course, he began to wantonly brew the thought of overthrowing everything and starting again.

It wasn't until Xu Yutian was born that "Falling Immortal" began to evolve into a world, in which it captured a trace of rules that did not belong to this world.

So everything has loopholes and gaps that can be exploited.

It manipulates its offspring.

It picks out the most desirable container.

It casts the most alluring bait to the greedy.

Just wait for everything to close.

Just wait... everything develops in the direction it expected.

— but was noticed.

Lin Zang's chaotic consciousness gradually came to life.

The voice of the system whispered in his ear: [The ending of the original book "Covering Immortal" is indeed Xu Yutian's ascension, but the appearance that nothing has changed is probably an illusion fabricated by Lingyuan in order to cover up everything. 】

In that illusion, Xu Yutian will be unconscious, like other ascended people, gradually forgetting his past in time.

The spiritual source, after the collapse of the world, will return to the human world, and use its continuous spiritual breath to recreate a satisfactory human world that it intends to subvert and retrace.

[The main system discovered the abnormal fluctuations in the future of this world in the process of detecting the future, so it dragged you into this world to carry out the clearing task. 】

[We didn't realize the existence of the spiritual source at the time, so we locked our target on the heartthrob system. 】The system sighed softly.

Everything became clear in my mind.

as he thought.

Consciousness began to recover, and Lin Zang's eyes moved slightly.

And just as he was about to wake up in a trance, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears one after another: "How long has it been?"

"Xiao Meihua'er has been asleep for three days, why can't she wake up!?"

That voice seemed to hate iron but not steel: "Didn't I give you a way to restore his body? At this moment, what are you twisting at this moment?!"

Immediately afterwards, as if urged, a familiar low humming sounded in his ears.

Lin Zang's fingertips moved slightly.

His cool fingers touched his cheek, and another familiar voice said in a low voice, "Master's injury is fine, and it's not to the point where I'm urgently needed."

"How to get worse?"

The chattering voice said: "You are really brainless, my little Meihuaer put on such a boring and timid thing like you!"

"Chang Qiuli, where did your crazy energy go? That Xu Yutian outside is more courageous than you, do you want to piss me off?"

Lin Zang's eyelids were heavy, and when his brain was in chaos, he only felt that his head became more painful from their noise.

This is... twittering.

After a while, with the sound of the door being closed, the surroundings became quiet.

The familiar breath approached and pulled him into his arms.

It was Chang Qiuli.

Lin Zang's eyebrows moved slightly, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking of the people around him, he felt a burst of warmth in his heart without realizing it.

After the dust has settled, his little white dog will be fine...

While thinking about it, Lin Zang felt the coldness of the clothes being untied.

A warm feeling spread across his chest, he was startled, and when he realized something, his eyelids twitched slightly.

What does he want to do?

"Master, do you want to try?" Chang Qiuli said in a low voice.

Lin Zang didn't know what he meant by 'try', but such intimate contact——

I don't know, but I can feel it.

His bodily consciousness has not yet fully recovered, and the tingling sensation coming from all over his veins is not too painful, but it can't be ignored. He can't respond to those things in this situation.

The body can't respond, Lin Zang still likes to see Chang Qiuli's appearance at that time.

Forget about not being able to move, and even being unable to open his eyes, this is too much torment for his idiotic lover.

In no mood.Lin Zang secretly replied in his heart.

Chang Qiuli didn't seem to have the courage to do that kind of thing to a sleepy person in the end, and after spending a long time playing foreplay, he hugged Lin Zang with his clothes in his arms, held his waist, and gently touched his lips.

"Master, are you dealing with something?"

He asked in a low voice, "When will you be back?"

Now Lin Zang's body is fine, but he can't wake up for a long time.

After learning about the existence of the system, Chang Qiuli can naturally guess a bit.

Feeling the familiar temperature of his palm, Lin Zang's eyelashes trembled a little more.

Chang Qiuli kissed him on the shoulder, his voice was low and soft, passing against the eardrums: "Wake up early, okay?"

The delicate kisses fell all over her body once and for all.

The clothes on his body were crumbling. As an ordinary man with normal desires and an upright young man, he was infinitely intimacy without passion/desire. The wind in Lin Zang's heart turned sharply.

...Hold him tighter.

So good.

They have done the most intimate things, why are they so quiet?

Lin Zang also likes Chang Qiuli's 'crazy', which is buried deep in his heart, which cannot be pryed into and unspeakable.

Just tossing and turning in this very adult logic.

It took some time before his body finally regained some strength.

open one's eyes.

Chang Qiuli was buried next to his neck, covering the two of them with the quilt, and clasped his fingers, as if preparing to rest.

What to rest?

Lin Zang opened his mouth, bit Chang Qiuli's jet-black hair scattered in front of him, and tugged gently.

The person who was pulled quickly realized that his body paused and he raised his head.

"Master." He said immediately.

Lin Zang took a step ahead and licked on his lips with all his strength.

"Idiot." He cursed in a low voice, his voice was unspeakably hoarse.

"...Do it first."