[Transmigration Book] The male protagonist never comes

I don't know how long it took, but the group of bullies behind had disappeared without a trace. Chen Shen's throat was finally relieved. You must know that the escape from the temple on Brother Chen's mobile phone always ended with the waving gorilla.

The valley is full of basil, and the grass and trees several people high are caged in the air, as if someone deliberately weaved a fine net for catching birds in the air, stretching all the way to the end of the jungle where light is faintly shining.

The two people under the net could hardly see each other's face clearly in the dark world, let alone distinguish the direction. They could only hear the whistling sound of the flying sword flying through dead branches and grass leaves, occasionally mixed with the sound of shaking trees. strange call.

Chen Shen didn't dare to relax, and the black Luzhan shot towards the depths of the darkness like an arrow, leaving only the blue and white clothes above faintly visible in the occasional skylight.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Shen felt that his legs were numb from the bite of ants, and the tiny light spot at the end of the jungle became bigger and bigger before his eyes.

Liushu behind him also moved his froze body lightly, his expression revealed a kind of joy of seeing the sun again.

The dots of light ahead were connected together, and it must have been a flat barren wasteland.

Chen Shen was worried that wild beasts would attack again, so he rushed out at his original speed.

Seeing that he had finally retreated from the giant net, before he could pull out a complete smile, he was smashed heavily at the corner of his frozen mouth by the white cliff in front of him, tearing apart two sounds exclaimed.

Lu Zhan was already at a loss, even though Chen Shen exhausted the remaining spiritual power in his dantian to tighten Lu Zhan's sword tip, he only turned a little sideways, and still slanted towards the white cliff without losing momentum. .

With a bang, the Excalibur struck the cliff wall that stood for tens of millions of years with a mighty force.

During the collapse of the rubble, Chen Shen's feet that were about to move went limp and lost strength, but were instantly knocked away by the counter-shock force of Lu Zhan.

Liu Shu's condition was a little better. After jumping into the air, he released the elastic force exerted by Lu Zhan, and landed on the unstoppable shaking sword. balance.

I never thought that the barren cliff would be precarious over time, and the outer layer of hard rock would be eroded away by the years, and the fierce blow of the Excalibur was simply the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The outermost layer of rock slowly disintegrated from the inside, a gust of mountain wind blew by, and instantly the golden mountain and jade pillars rumbled down, submerging the two people below in the suspended stone pile.

Between the cliff wall and the forest woven into a net, a canyon half a person wide was cut with a sharp axe. Lu Zhan plunged into the other end of the cliff wall and couldn't bear the weight of the pile of rocks. Falling down, the two people on the sword were smashed in mid-air, making them dizzy.

Chen Shen watched with tearful eyes as a sharp rock the size of a millstone fell straight towards them from mid-air, but finally gave up struggling, and the two of them fell one after the other into the bottomless canyon.

In the stone cave without candlelight, the white stone wall exudes warm light, but the flowing tree that is soaked all over is shivering from the cold.

Lying in the pile of dead leaves left by some wild animal in the cave, his injured abdomen made him lean against the cold stone wall next to him.

On the left is Chen Shen who was dragged out of the water by him. His wet single clothes were in a mess, his eyes were closed and his lips were blue. He was still unconscious until now.

There was the sound of running water from the clear mountain stream outside, the night wind soaked in the coolness of the spring water and threw the flowing tree into his arms, and Chen Shen, who was unconscious beside him, couldn't help but shudder.

Using spiritual power with his fingertips, he steamed the clothes dry, and his arms were dazzlingly red in the white mist.

Looking down, it turned out that Tai Ah's wound was cut again by sharp rocks in the chaos, which can be said to be more wounds.

The bandaged cloth has been crooked to the wrist, the bloody wound is deep into the bone, and bright blood gushes out from the wound, which never reaches the scab, like a mischievous child drawing a line on the blue and white arm with a paintbrush. A thin scarlet line carefully outlines a gorgeous picture scroll.

The slightly slanted Danfeng eyes were gradually drawn with red lines, overlapping one by one, and finally stuck to the eyes like an overturned painting bowl, and gradually the whole fundus of the eyes was scarlet.

Blood!The most disgusting red!He didn't know what was in the forbidden area, the beast he had calmed down began to move around in his body again, the blood seemed to be boiling hot water poured into the veins.

Liu Shu began to pant rapidly, and the wound on his abdomen became more and more painful under the pulling.

Chen Shen next to him couldn't hear anything at this time, even though the panting sound of a bellows that was about to suffocate was close to his ears.

The body that had been running all the way until it was exhausted was close to the verge of collapse, and then soaked in the bone-chilling spring water for an unknown amount of time, the cold air entered the body and hurt the heart and lungs, and at this moment, the high fever persisted.

In his sleep, Chen Shen felt that he had fallen into a ridiculous scene. He stood at the intersection where he had an accident, and saw passers-by poking their heads out to look at him.

He seemed to have heard the emergency call from 120, but he didn't have the strength to look down at his bloody condition, but he seemed to subconsciously know that the heat in his body was constantly losing.

Before he could recover, the crowd around him suddenly turned into a crowd, and he was thrown alone on the stone road. The greedy eyes of the crowd made him feel like a big part of himself had been gouged out before he was swallowed. piece of meat.

His heart also seemed to be much more sluggish in response to stress than usual. Before he could be startled, a gust of cold wind blew the swarm into flying sand, and the stones on the ground also turned into dry fine sand.

The high sun roasted him into a dried fish that could not turn over, so he could only keep licking his chapped lips, using psychological comfort to satiate his physical thirst.

When he felt that he could sell dried fish, the sun was pushed away by an inexplicable dark cloud, and the bean-sized raindrops mercifully watered it.

He couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, just like the feeling when he was dizzy after being exposed to the sun, as if he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to change his emotions, and he felt a sense of exhaustion that "lived in Tianshan, old in Cangzhou".

Liushu flung the bleeding arm out of the corner of his eyes in resistance, like throwing away a piece of carrion that he wished he could pluck out quickly, regardless of whether the wound would tear more severely under strong force.

Unexpectedly, Chen Shen's chapped lips happened to be under the hanging arm. Drops of blood fell from the blue-white arm to the same blue-white lips. Under the intertwined light reflected by the white stone wall, it was as strange as holding some race. Ancient ritual.

The wind whimpered outside like the shrill screams of a ghost. It was obviously a scene of scalp tension, but Liu Shu couldn't take his eyes off it.

Those disgusting reds were pulled away from his arms, as if taking away the power that made him uneasy at the same time.

In the sound of water drops falling, he saw the red lines slowly spread to the pale lips, like a rough and irritating brush stroke, tracing layer after layer in a very delicate and gentle way on the white rice paper, more It's like the conclusion of some kind of fate on the old red thread like the moon.

What is fate?It's like practicing Zen without talking, like laying down a destiny.

The curvature of those lips is like a thorn hooked in the heart, numb and itchy, he wants to scratch it but he can’t reach it and he is reluctant to part with it. The redness between the arms and lips is like a thread on the hook, pulling His heart couldn't help but ups and downs, tick tock, he seemed to hear a voice in his chest echoing it.

He obviously had no intention, but the voice became louder and louder, as if trying to break his suspicion, it almost burst his eardrums, and he even became temporarily deaf.

Is this love?That kind of thing that tortures people to the heart, hurts the wounded, and kills the dead.

A violent light flashed in his eyes, which turned into a real murderous aura and set off a cool arc on the dry clothes.

This kind of unstable thing should be killed early!You can get it forever by collecting the skin bag!

The other hand slowly groped for the slender neck and began to tighten it forcefully. The body under his hand began to twitch uncomfortably. His master looked excited. He was about to get the most beautiful thing in the world, and he gave it to him. Its customization time is eternity.

What a beautiful word, you can taste the eternal sweet temptation just by chewing it once on the tip of your tongue.

Chen Shen still didn't know that his life and death were under the hands of a familiar hand. It was only then that he realized that rainwater is also a liquid that can quench thirst in the desert.

Although he was tired, he still opened his mouth to the widest point, but the seemingly continuous rain seemed to be fighting against him secretly, and he refused to flow into his mouth, and only gave a little bit of torture.

In the end, he also lost his temper, and before the rain fell, he stretched his head forward to catch it. As a result, this seemingly clumsy method worked, and in an instant, streams of water slid down his throat, which was wet, dry and cracked. The esophagus is opened, the vitality of the whole person is constantly charging, and the body becomes very light.

Surprised by the wet and soft touch, Liu Shu looked at the extra head on his bleeding wound, and didn't care about the murderer's hand that was still there a second before being knocked away.

That mouth was sucking the blood he hated the most, but it was as if a sharp little claw had scratched the most itchy spot in his heart, leaving a burning heat.

After the itchy place is scratched, there will be a dizzy sense of happiness.

He lost his emotions in the most disgusting red, but rummaged to find the most beautiful treasure that made him stable.

This kind of feeling seems to be not bad, if that lip loses its temperature, it won't be so hot.

Then keep it as a living person and collect it. He looked at the face he called so stupid, only then realized that it was so bright and beautiful, the peach blossom eyes were tightly closed, and the eyes were flushed. But sweeping out a subtle demeanor,

The thin white neck covered by the clothes curved gracefully, like a piece of transparent jade. For some reason, he couldn't think of putting his strength on that fragile neck anymore.

Qiongyu's nose and white jade face, under the soft light, showed the tenderness of jade. He always knew that this person was called the number one beauty when he was dressed in red, but he never realized that he was so special, or that he couldn't be called that. For beauty, but the lines from the tip of the hair to the blue and white blood vessels of the jaw are like pearls falling on a jade plate, which suits one's heart.

In his eyes, it's not that she is too beautiful to say anything, but that she is so agreeable that she is unparalleled in the world.

This is the nature of their clansmen, love is like a beast, once the gate is released, it will be a vigorous stream!

This is the bones of their people, love is like a sharp arrow, once it flies out, it will be self-destructive and never turn back!

For some unknown reason, he lowered his head and kissed the most alluring lips. It was still sweet and bloody, but it fermented into another sweet mood because of the familiar smell.

The red liquid seemed to be purified into clear water, he swallowed it more forcefully according to instinct, grabbing the already scarce air.

It was a ruthless exchange, like a child tasting candy, like a clean love, and also like a nostalgia when taking back the feelings that belonged to him.

It wasn't until the end of this sweet one-man show that he noticed the trembling of the body below him, and he frowned as if blaming his own slowness, and used his spiritual power to walk around on the wet clothes.

And after drinking Liu Shu's blood, the high fever on Chen Shen's forehead was easily dissipated by the power in his body.

Liushu embraced the unconscious Chen Shen, like a wild beast guarding its food, lair, and treasure.

In the white mist, his fingertips traced the four-leaf birthmark between the eyebrows of that person, happily wandering back and forth over and over again, accompanied by the infatuated murmur in his heart over and over again.

It's mine now.

It's mine now.

It's mine now!