After the death of thousands of people, the enemy regrets it

In a certain world that is not controlled by the Space-Time Administration, there are dark black mountains everywhere, giving people a sense of desolation and silence.

In the place surrounded by clouds and mist, there is an ancient pagoda-like building towering into the sky, and thin bats are flying around this ancient pagoda, and the eyes of each bat are shining with coquettish red light.

Their flying trajectories condensed into a rope, like a dark poisonous snake entwining this gloomy ancient tower.

The wind gusts, like a broken conch horn, held up by the old man with vicissitudes of life, howling desolately.

Different from the gloomy and desolate outside, the interior of the ancient pagoda is very prosperous and exquisite, just like the palace where a prince lives, with a soft red carpet on the ground, elegant European-style chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and even an air of aura in the air. An extravagant aroma of wine.

Chu Yan sat cramped on the leather seat, looked at the silver shackles on his right wrist, swallowed up and down his Adam's apple, and his scalp was numb from tension.

Probably to prevent the shackles from scratching the wrists, a layer of soft silk was carefully padded between the shackles and the wrists.

But that doesn't mean your situation isn't dangerous.

Who would have thought that the flowers he had worked so hard to treat as his son, and watered them with all his heart, would change just like that?

Along the way, Song Zhuo used the face of a child to lead Chu Yan, whose body was out of control, to break through the checkpoints. I don't know if the system here is just for nothing, and I didn't find Song Zhuo's abnormality at all.

Chu Yan thought that just like what Xing Yuan said, the terrible virus was parasitic in Song Zhuo's body and interfered with his mind.

The real Song Zhuo is still very cute, and now he kidnapped himself here because of that terrible virus, not Song Zhuo.

So at first, when Chu Yan regained his ability to speak, the first thing he said was: "Damn virus, what did you do to Song Zhuo?"

This sentence is very interesting.

Because of this virus, he was actually the same person as Song Zhuo whom Chu Yan knew on a daily basis.

Song Zhuo felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He was hated and loved by the same person at the same time.

At this moment, Song Zhuo had transformed into his own human form.

His skin was morbidly pale, and the end of his eyes were slightly hooked, bewitching and alluring like a demon.

His fingers had distinct knuckles and hidden murderous intent. At this moment, he was stroking Chu Yan's cheek with fascination in his eyes, as if looking at a treasured artwork.

Chu Yan only felt that his hairs were standing on his head, and he didn't even dare to breathe too heavily.

Virus showed a faint smile, and his voice was as ethereal as smoke, with some heart-wrenching temptation in the end: "Brother Xiaoyan, I am very happy that you care about me."

Then, his words suddenly became serious, as if the gurgling water had suddenly encountered some obstruction, and he said dangerously: "But next time, don't mistake me again."

As if he felt that he had frightened Chu Yan, his face softened again, and he said comfortingly: "After all, Brother Xiaoyan met me all by himself from the beginning to the end, so why is there any Song Zhuohe?" As for the virus, I am him and he is me."

His gaze was like a puppy, and he looked rather pitiful: "So, if Brother Xiaoyan questions me like this, I will be very sad."

Chu Yan didn't know if the words moved or not, anyway, he definitely didn't dare to move now, not only didn't dare to move, he felt that his heart was about to stop suddenly.

Chu Yan stabilized his mind, pretended that he was not afraid, and asked seriously, "When did you sneak in?"

Song Zhuo's eyelashes drooped slightly, his hands slowly left Chu Yan's cheeks, he straightened up, slightly injured and said: "This is the first time Brother Xiaoyan has spoken to me so harshly, is this going to cut me off? ?”

The more he said this, the more aggrieved he became. If it wasn't for Chu Yan being locked up now, and his position was also at the bottom, they might all think that he was really bullying him.

Take a look, how wronged he is!

Chu Yan didn't intend to take the blame, but said righteously: "You know what I'm talking about."

Song Zhuo talked softly, and said helplessly: "Okay, Brother Xiaoyan, that's right, since the first time you saw me, that child's soul has been extinguished, but I didn't do it, it was him It's useless, the power of the soul is too weak, I can't do anything."

He slowly bent down, his exquisite face was very, very close to Chu Yan, so close that he could see every eyelash clearly.

He lowered his eyes and said very gently: "Brother Xiaoyan, can you not treat me as an enemy? I swear, I will never hurt you. I can do the same with what Xingyuan can give you, and I will do it." better than him."

Chu Yan didn't believe his words, and even put his indifferent eyes on the shackles on his wrists.

Song Zhuo obviously knew what his eyes meant, but he wasn't annoyed, he just smiled lightly and said, "When brother Xiaoyan behaves better, I will naturally take this thing off."

Chu Yan thought to himself: Then we should choose the day instead of hitting the sun, and pick it off today.

It's a pity that Song Zhuo naturally wouldn't hear his voice.

......

It has to be said that Chu Yan's life here is very easy.

Of course, he was not in an easy mood.

His ease here is mostly on a material level.

First of all, he has three exquisite meals a day, and he is constantly urged to develop a good routine.

Here, you can often see some servants in uniform.

However, most of the time their faces look very gloomy, and they feel that there are countless sad things weighing heavily on their shoulders.

In the long corridor, on the wall carved with patterns, there are many exquisite gold-plated lace photo frames hanging, and the people in the photos also stare darkly at the people outside the photo frames. billions of expressions.

Chu Yan could feel that the place Song Zhuo brought him was extremely depressing.

How depressed is it?

Whether the people here are walking or sleeping, eating or drinking, the corners of their mouths are always pulled down. It feels like a punch can make them cry for a long time.

And Chu Yan, a person with a normal mood, seemed out of place here.

He is the only glamorous existence in this oppressive ancient tower.

Song Zhuo arranged for him a maid to take care of him.

The maid's name was Lin Xiao'an, and her name was small and fresh, but her personality was like an "old widow" with drooping eyelids, and she felt like she could pull Chu Yan to tell a fairy tale about An Tusheng at any time.

However, despite this, Lin Xiaoan still showed the emotions that a human being should have.

curious.

Yes, just curious.

He was curious about the origin of Chu Yan, who could change the owner of this ancient pagoda.

These people were originally villagers in the countryside. Later, the ecological environment of this world became worse and worse, and no grass grew everywhere, and they lost their source of income.

Later they came to this ancient pagoda and saw countless delicacies on that long dining table.

The hungry villagers immediately rushed to eat, but at this time, the gate of the ancient pagoda was closed quietly.

After the villagers were full, they found out in despair that they could never go out again.

After that, their every day was very depressing.

They can only work hard for the owner of this ancient tower.

Although the life here can actually be considered comfortable, but for some reason, since coming here, their mood has become more and more depressed, and there is almost a phenomenon of depression being passed from person to person.

Moreover, the owner of this ancient pagoda is Song Zhuo, and the servants here have never seen him smile.

He seems to be the most unhappy person in this ancient tower.

But he possesses unparalleled ambitions, and this person is very cruel. Once someone who betrays him appears, he will brutally kill him, and finally throw the bloody corpse out to feed the bats.

After such things happened several times, the people in Guta no longer dared to show any disrespect to adults.

This time the adults came back and brought back such a person.

There is nothing special about him. If you want to talk about beauty, isn't he not beautiful enough? If you want to talk about wealth, he is as rich as an enemy.

But the adults brought back such a young man for the first time, and even cleaned up a good room for him, and asked them to prepare the most abundant food for him every day, and to pay attention to his state all the time.

And since Chu Yan came over, their adults actually laughed! !

You know, the adults in the past were sinful, unsmiling, and showed others a dead face every day, which made them trembling, and their lives were very difficult.

But now, all of this was easily broken by this young man.

Now, the adults ordered her to take care of this person, so she came to find out with great curiosity.

But she absolutely did not dare to offend this person, she did not dare to offend the adult's property, and she did not even dare to look directly at him for too long.

So soon, she restrained her curious gaze, bowed her head respectfully, and said plainly: "Dear guest, your Excellency is working now, you can tell me what you want to do."

Chu Yan couldn't get used to the word "you", so he said very naturally: "Don't say "you", we look like people of the same age."

Lin Xiaoan hurriedly said in fear: "No, no, no, this is absolutely impossible. My lord has explained it. We must always respect you."

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, never thinking that Song Zhuo had ordered them to do so.

To be honest, he has no idea what Song Zhuo wants to do now.

What good is it for him to take so much effort to bring out himself, a missionary who has no independent ability to perform tasks? He is a waste, and he is not qualified to be a hostage. Instigate a trash!

He really couldn't understand Song Zhuo's actions at all.

But because he knew Song Zhuo's identity as a virus, he didn't dare to talk to him now, for fear that he would accidentally step on his minefield, because the virus in the rumors was actually a rather uncertain existence. He can lift a person to the sky today, and tell him to die without mercy tomorrow.

Looking at the trembling maid, Chu Yan felt very uncomfortable.

He comforted: "I don't need anything, you go away first, I don't need to take care of you here."

The maid probably didn't expect him to say that. After all, there is no one in this world who doesn't want to be rich.

But with a glance, she saw the shackles locked on Chu Yan's wrists. It turned out that this person seemed noble, but in fact he was bound by such things and lost his freedom, just like gold wires locked in a cage. bird.

However, in this ancient pagoda, except for that adult, who else is truly free?

In other words, how can a gloomy person like an adult find true freedom?

......

After Chu Yan was taken away, the entire Time and Space Management Bureau fell into chaos.

Xing Yuan, who was excited about seeing Chu Yan soon, opened the door of Chu Yan's room, only to see a mess.

That room seemed to have been ransacked, and there was no trace of that person's existence at all.

Not only Chu Yan, but Song Zhuo's room next door was also in a similar mess.

Xing Yuan felt that his heart was cold to the bottom, and his bad premonition stabbed his heart.

At this moment, a loud siren sounded from the Space-Time Administration.

Along with the ear-piercing alarm bell, the entire space of the main god was shrouded in a red light, which was the siren of the holographic screen flashing. In the surveillance video, it can be seen that Song Zhuo, who was parasitized by the virus, manipulated the space of the main god The memory map of Xing Yuan returned the memory that once belonged to Xing Yuan intact.

He might have originally intended to obstruct it, but he probably didn't expect that his own behavior would remind Xing Yuan of his regret, and Xing Yuan already knew the real truth of this regret.

The virus helped him get back what he had missed.

How could this not annoy him.

So, the virus quickly turned into a prototype, quietly sneaked into the dormitory of the tasker, and took advantage of the night to kidnap Chu Yan who was still sleeping.

After seeing these videos, Xing Yuan became extremely angry.

The virus...the damn virus....

What on earth does he want to do to Chu Yan!

In fact, Xing Yuan knew very well that if the virus followed him to read those memories, it would definitely know that Chu Yan was his weakness, his weakness.

A cruel man like him naturally knew the value of Chu Yan, so he took Chu Yan away when he was least prepared.

hateful...

Over the years, the virus has killed countless taskers.

So he naturally has no reason to let Chu Yan go.

This is what Xing Yuan is most worried about.

Xing Yuan's knuckles tightened, slowly clenched into a fist, his eyes flickered, and his fist slammed heavily on the console of the main god's space.

That is to say, the quality of the console is good, otherwise nothing can withstand his making like this.

He Hui had arrived in a hurry at this time, and he quickly understood the specific situation of the matter. After a little analysis, a bad look appeared on his face.

Chu Shengsheng's life and death are uncertain now, and the virus has been dormant in the administration for how long.

No one knows when he gave Song Zhuo to Parasitic.

Although Chu Yan and Song Zhuo had gotten along before, would Chu Yan really let Chu Yan go for a cold-blooded virus like him?

All this is an unknown.

Maybe Chu Yan is suffering terrible abuse right now.

......

Chu Yan, who was suffering "terrible abuse", drank the milk in the cup in one gulp. Song Zhuo sat beside him and looked at him with his cheeks propped up, his eyes full of love.

Chu Yan was terrified by his look, so he started to look up and down, left and right, anyway, he didn't look at Song Zhuo's face, and kept avoiding Song Zhuo's sight on purpose.

Song Zhuo just watched this little thing playing tricks in front of him, and he didn't feel annoyed, and even found it cute.

In Chu Yan's eyes, Song Zhuo in his youthful form is a cute and lovely young lady, he can't wait to hold him in his arms and shake him, kneading him from time to time like kneading dough.

But Song Zhuo, who is now in adult form, thinks that Chu Yan's body is soft and cute.

After all, he is taller than him now, and he is still an old monster who has lived for thousands of years.

Isn't Chu Yan just a little guy in his eyes?

For this person, Song Zhuo can be said to have reserved a lot of patience.

Chu Yan also knew that he was still a little patient with himself, but he couldn't control the bottom line of this person, so he was always trembling.

I don't know what happened to Xing Yuan.

Would he be worried if he knew the news of his disappearance?

Probably not.

To him, he was just a dispensable employee, with weak strength, and he didn't even have the ability to perform tasks alone.

A strong man like him must not care about his own life or death.

It was the same when he was wearing the medal before, he obviously wanted to keep a distance from himself.

In fact, it is easy to understand that keeping a distance from the weak is not a necessary quality for the strong.

Thinking of this, Chu Yan felt even more uncomfortable.

Song Zhuo was still very keen, and quickly sensed his emotions, so he asked, "Brother Xiao Yan, is there anything unhappy, can you tell me about it?"

Chu Yan felt that mentioning Xingyuan with Song Zhuo should be taboo.

Speaking of which, every time he mentioned that person in front of Song Zhuo, he seemed unhappy.

Thinking about it this way, he should stop talking.

So Chu Yan just replied lightly: "The weather is bad, the air is bad, and the appetite is bad, so I'm not happy."

Hearing his straightforward answer, Song Zhuo was slightly taken aback, then raised his eyes to look around the environment they were in now.

He really had never felt bad about the place yet.

Darkness, humidity, and thin air are perfect for viruses to survive.

But Chu Yan is different, he is a lively young man.

Thinking about it this way, even someone like Song Zhuo felt slightly wronged.

But Song Zhuo can only occupy worlds with extremely high negative values. They are either full of bloody and cruel wars, or have just been ravaged by a terrible epidemic, and the people are struggling to survive, or they are full of harsh punishments and rapes, making people feel that life is a A kind of suffocation.

This is the only world he can give Chu Yan.

But because he can control such a world, he has extremely high wealth and status, which he thinks is enough.

But Chu Yan is different from him.

What he needs is sunlight.

Song Zhuo was originally complacent, but his heart was filled with a bit of heaviness.

Now Xing Yuan has to spend a lot of experience to locate Chu Yan's position from thousands of worlds.

But relying on Chu Yan's own ability alone, it is difficult to get out of this world alone.

This means that this person is now his.

But why is he still so uneasy.

He had obviously brought this person back, and he kept him firmly by his side.

Every step of the way to get him is right.

But it seems that every step is wrong.

......

Chu Yan began to lie down every day.

There is no reason, it may be that I am not acclimatized to the environment here, so I feel extra heavy every day, especially lethargic, and have a poor appetite.

Thinking about it this way, taskers should need strong physical fitness, otherwise how would they deal with the problems that every world would be unaccustomed to.

Every time Song Zhuo passed by Chu Yan's room, he was sleeping.

Song Zhuo personally called him downstairs for dinner, and he was sleeping.

Song Zhuo wanted to coax him to read some books with him, but he was sleeping.

Song Zhuo sat on the head of his bed, and he was still sleeping.

These days, Chu Yan's face seemed to have turned pale, and his lips seemed to lose a lot of blood.

In this world, you don't even need to draw the curtains when it's time for a nap.

Because the sky is always cloudy and rainy, it looks particularly depressing.

A virus like Song Zhuo is naturally very adaptable to such an environment.

But Chu Yan is an ordinary person, and he can't endure this rainy environment forever.

Like a fragile flower, it was extremely gorgeous when it was brought back, but now it is slowly withering or even withering.

wither.

Song Zhuo felt a pain in his heart.

He stretched out his knuckle fingers and stroked Chu Yan's eyelashes vaguely.

Chu Yan seemed to feel itching, so he couldn't help but blinked.

When his vision gradually cleared up, what he saw was Song Zhuo with eyes full of sadness.

If you don't understand, just ask, who will make him unhappy again.

At such an energetic age, why can't he smile as much as he does.

Look, let me show you a smile.

Then he pulled the corner of his mouth hard, only to find that he could only pull a very stiff and ugly one.

...what's up, my smiling lips.

He tried his best to tug at the corner of his mouth again, but he still couldn't show his proud laughing skills.

It may be because I accidentally developed a pig's routine and slept for too long, resulting in temporary facial muscle imbalance.

It's okay, it's all harmless, just take it as my smile.

It is said that people who love to laugh are not too unlucky, so Song Zhuo probably won't do anything to himself today.

But he looked at Song Zhuo with an increasingly ugly expression.

Immediately afterwards, the man got up and left.

"..."

Why do you think my smile is ugly?

It hurts so much!

**

A few minutes later, Song Zhuo came to the study.

In a book it is written——

Signs of depression: lethargy or long-term insomnia, loss of appetite, long-term depression, loss of concentration.....

After reading these, Song Zhuo frowned nervously.

The author has something to say:

Chu Yan: Song Zhuo, may I ask, what is the difference between your behavior and checking Baidu when you are sick?