Yuanshen everyone has become my figure

When Chu Luye regained consciousness, his first feeling was that his head seemed to be about to explode.

He covered his head hard, feeling that all his thoughts were filled with humming whispers.

There is no way to think about anything, and all kinds of heavy and huge emotions are like sticky black mud, trapping him firmly in it.

And he who was struggling with this kind of emotion was as insignificant as an ant.

A coolness fell gently on Chu Luye's forehead.

The feeling that his brain was about to explode seemed to ease a little, and his frown unconsciously relaxed a little.

Chu Luye slowly opened his eyes, and the feeling that his eyelashes were wet and sticky together made him blink subconsciously.

The picture in front of him became clearer.

A pair of dragon eyes glowing with red gold, like low-key and precious jade, appeared in front of his eyes.

Even his eyelashes are glittering translucent gold.

Chu Luye stretched out his hand somewhat confusedly, wanting to reach out and touch the pair of red-gold dragon eyes that were close at hand.

There was a little helplessness in the red-gold dragon eyes.

He stepped back, closed his eyes, and avoided the hand that Chuluye extended.

Chu Luye only touched the eyelashes that the dragon swept over his palm.

Thin and soft, it feels unexpectedly good.

He blinked, seeming to wake up a little.

Then Chu Luye discovered that he was carefully surrounded and protected in his arms by the emperor, as if he was treated as some kind of fragile treasure.

The golden-brown dragon body surrounds him, the scales on the dragon's body are arranged neatly by his hand, and the golden mane flutters gently in the air.

Chu Luye unconsciously reached out to touch the golden mane.

Then he quickly realized what he had just done, quietly shifted his gaze, and retracted his hand as if nothing had happened.

The dragon-shaped Zhong Li watched Chu Luye's small movements under his nose, blinked a little funny, and straightened his upper body.

As soon as Chu Luye turned his head, he met Zhongli whose half body had turned back into a human body.

Guiltily, he stepped back, shifting his gaze, not daring to look directly into Zhongli's eyes.

Zhong Li used the dragon tail to support Chu Luye who was about to fall on top of him.

"I changed back into a human body to facilitate communication with you. The resentment on your body has not completely dissipated yet, so you can't leave here."

Zhong Li was wearing a loose robe with dragon horns on his head, probably for the convenience of revealing the dragon's body, the laces of the robe were not tied very tightly.

Chu Luye propped himself up on Zhongli's scales, stabilized his body, and showed a little bewildered expression when he heard this:

"What, resentment...?"

He looked down, only to realize that what he was lying on was actually a platform made of rock, with some gleaming symbols on it, and it seemed that a steady stream of black mist was emerging from behind him, drilling into the gleaming symbols of the platform. India.

It's just that this platform was partially blocked by Zhongli's dragon body just now, and he seemed to be a little out of his mind, so he couldn't find this platform.

"I am, what, when..."

Chu Luye held up a strand of black curly hair that reached to the back of his waist in confusion, and it was from these hairs that the continuous black mist came out.

He began to wonder if his future self ran into his body, and then took a bite of the mandrill while he was away.

"...It's on me."

Zhong Li had no choice but to explain.

He reached out and pulled the strand of black hair out of Chu Luye's hand, letting it fall into the flashing sigil, and continued to shorten the length.

"?!"

Chu Luye raised his head in surprise, not caring about the pulled black hair, and looked at Zhongli in disbelief.

He turned his head and looked around, only to realize that the background of this room seemed strange.

...It seems to be a guest room that he has rarely seen...

Guest room, guest room, in other words, is this Mr. Zhongli's room? !

His eyes widened in shock.

"This is my room."

Zhong Li nodded, affirming Chu Luye's thoughts.

"You lost consciousness after absorbing the resentment, so I brought you here to dispel the resentment from your body."

Chu Luye gradually noticed the key points in Zhongli's words.

He didn't wonder why Dijun brought him into the room, as soon as he heard such things as dispelling resentment, he needed a quieter environment, not to mention that Dijun had changed back to the original form of a demon god for this.

That being the case, it was quite normal to bring him into the room.

But the question is, how did he absorb the resentment from the emperor?

Chu Luye thought about it in disbelief.

Judging from his previous situation of eating the demon god's resentment from Mandrill, it seems that absorbing the demon god's resentment can only be done by talking.

Did that future him forcefully kiss Mr. Zhongli with his body? !

The first deer wild pupil earthquake.

The extremely active brain at this moment immediately simulated the scene he imagined in his mind.

Chu Luye's face was instantly flushed red.

He lowered his head in shame, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Yes, I'm sorry."

Zhong Li was slightly taken aback, a little puzzled: "Traveler, why do you want to..."

Chuluye suddenly closed his eyes:

"I, I will, be responsible!"

Zhong Li was stunned suddenly.

He looked at Chu Luye lowered his head and closed his eyes, with a face full of shame, and chuckled helplessly.

It is undeniable that when he heard this sentence, the subtle but unignorable heartbeat.

Zhong Li thought so.

But he could see that Chu Luye said this out of shame and wanted to make amends, even though what he wanted seemed to be right in front of him, Zhongli knew that it was not what he really wanted.

It's not moral to take advantage of someone's danger, not to mention that the other party is guilty of something that didn't happen at all.

If this kind of choice is put in the usual way, he will choose to refuse without blinking at all-the best answer is always clear in his eyes.

However, he hesitated for a moment.

Never thought that one day he would come to this point.

Zhong Li thought with some self-mockery.

He tidied up the momentary disordered mood, and picked up a gentle and patient tone again:

"You are mistaken, Traveler."

Zhong Li explained what happened.

Chu Luye first raised his head in shock, then lowered his head in shame, and as Zhongli narrated, his head became lower and lower.

He finally realized what a stupid thing he had done.

"Yes, sorry, excuse me."

Chu Luye stumbled and stumbled.

He found that he had nothing else to say besides this sentence, but this sentence was repeated so palely that it had no effect at all.

The ground seam could not be found, and Chu Luye had no way to find a ground seam that could drill people without permission under the eyes of Emperor Yanwang.

He could only sit on the spot as if on pins and needles, with his head down, enduring the torment as if being roasted on a fire.

Zhong Li shook his head amusedly.

He stretched out his hand to press Chu Luye's head, trying to comfort him, but his fingers touched something hard.

Chu Luye suddenly trembled, and raised his head in a daze.

Zhong Li's eyes were fixed, and he carefully brushed away the broken hair on Chu Luye's forehead.

A small antler appeared in front of his eyes.

"How……"

Chu Luye also stretched out his hand, and touched the place on his head that didn't feel right.

He slowly widened his eyes, remembering the look of his cousin he saw in the laboratory, he couldn't help showing a trace of panic in his eyes.

"I, could it be..."

Zhong Li pressed Chu Luye's hand, and shook his head at him:

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."