Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

Wen Liang couldn't believe it.

Jie Lan in his arms was still as beautiful as ever. Even though her fair face was covered in mud and blood, she still had a broken beauty, like a broken doll, as if as long as she was wiped clean, she would still be as clean and beautiful as at the beginning.

Wen Liang couldn't believe the system broadcast in his mind.

He is the short-lived ghost, why should Jie Lan turn a blind eye?

Wen Liang released all of his Qi, hoping to exchange one life for another.

Wen Liang had no expression and seemed very calm, but when he found that the Qi in his body was not enough to bring back Jie Lan, he still panicked.

He is not a qualified host. He has made no progress after traveling through several worlds. His missions are getting worse and worse.

Why is it so difficult to change a person's destiny?

He kept calling Jie Lan's name in an abnormal tone. This shouldn't have been the end for Jie Lan.

Wen Liang looked around and saw that the people who were originally stopped by Jie Lan's life-saving Gu continued to move forward because of Jie Lan's death.

Wen Liang's Qi was almost exhausted. He felt like he was stuck in a quagmire. The surroundings were slippery and there was nowhere to climb or step. He felt helpless and wanted to cry.

Suddenly, a body approached from behind, and a slightly cool hand tightly covered Wen Liang's red eyes.

"I'm back"

Bai Shengnian's words were like a rope pulling Wen Liang upward, helping him climb out of the quagmire.

The young man's moist eyelashes trembled in the palm of his hand. He put his lips to the ear of his beloved and whispered softly, "Don't be afraid, leave it to me."

"I will help you save the person you want"

"I will achieve the ending you want for you"

"Everything you want, I'll give you"

Bai Shengnian completely took control of his body. His neat black hair fell in strands on his forehead, slightly covering his eyebrows. His eyes were pitch black, as if embedded in black ink. His eyelashes trembled, revealing a trace of sadness. On his pale face, he looked extremely eye-catching and compelling.

Wen Liang trembled his lip, and finally burst into tears the next second. With self-blame and helplessness, he grabbed Bai Shengnian's collar and cried aggrievedly.

Bai Shengnian hugged Wen Liang into his arms. Wen Liang raised his head again after crying for a few times. His face was as white as a cat. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you saying that Jie Lan can still be saved?"

“There is still hope”

Wen Liang immediately broke free from the man's arms and pushed Bai Shengnian to Jie Lan: "Then save her quickly, save her quickly"

The young man was not impressed by the romantic vows that were almost a confession. Bai Shengnian helplessly placed his hand on top of Jie Lan's head and pointed like a sword, and a steady stream of soft golden light was injected into Jie Lan's body.

The moment he saw Jie Lan's eyelashes tremble slightly, Wen Liang's collapsed sky was finally repaired.

"I can save him too!" Luan Zhou shouted from the side.

The group of people who wanted to attack Wen Liang previously were ultimately unable to get close to Wen Liang. They were all led away by Luan Zhou and killed one by one.

Luan Zhou, who looked like a pure and elegant immortal, had a gloomy temperament. His neatly tied hair was now spread out, and his fair face was covered in blood, as if he was an immortal who had fallen into evil.

Wen Liang was angry to begin with, and he ran over angrily and yelled back, "It's too late!"

Luan Zhou wiped the blood from his forehead and stared at Wen Liang's red eyes.

He wanted to raise his hand to wipe away the tears on his eyelashes, but his hand trembled and he didn't raise it. He laughed at himself:

"I said I could save him, but I didn't say I wanted to. I said, don't treat people in this world as human beings. What? Xiao Wenliang, are you going to settle accounts with me for him?"

Wen Liang pointed at Luan Zhou and kept saying "you you you" for a long time, but no words came out.

He didn't know why Luan Zhou suddenly attacked Jie Lan, but Luan Zhou must have his reasons for doing so. It was true that he wanted to change the life of the target of the mission, but Luan Zhou was the one who had accompanied him through several worlds.

Luan Zhou's weight cannot be easily shaken by anyone.

But Wen Liang was still angry.

Seeing that Wen Liang didn't say anything, Luan Zhou clenched his fists behind his back and dug his palms with his nails so hard that blood marks appeared.

God knows how much he was afraid that Wen Liang would ignore him.

He tried to act as natural as possible, like a death row inmate awaiting trial.

"I don't think you realize your mistake at all!" If the young man who was pinching his waist had a beard, it would probably have stood up in anger.

He paced back and forth in front of Luan Zhou several times, and suddenly stopped:

"I'm going to have a cold war with you! For two months!"

Luan Zhou's hand, which was digging into his palm, suddenly loosened its strength and he seemed a little dazed. He didn't expect Wen Liang to forgive him so easily.

Almost instantly, Luan Zhou's eyes turned red, and even Wen Liang dropped his hand in shock.

"You...you're going to cry."

Luan Zhou turned his head so that Wen Liang wouldn't see the tear falling from the corner of his eye.

"How is that possible? When have I ever cried? I will never cry in my life."

"Then the cold war will last for a month and a half."

Luan Zhou sniffed and laughed, then looked up at the sky and laughed, tears welling up in his eyes.

He said, "Okay."

We are on different paths, but I really want to go with you

I hope you don't chase me away.

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Luan Zhou returned to the Shen family as Shen Tingyu, and Wen Liang stayed in the old house.

The metaphysical community was severely damaged by this encirclement and suppression, and no longer had time to care about the metaphysical treasures in Miaojiang and the old house.

As soon as the one and a half month cold war period ended, Luan Zhou began to harass this place frequently, under the pretext of attacking here in order to follow the plot.

But most of the time they came here on their own, stayed here for a few days, and then were beaten away by Bai Shengnian.

Wen Liang was surprised that Luan Zhou and Bai Shengnian could still live in peace under the same roof. He asked them about it. Bai Shengnian said that Shen Tingyu was about to become an immortal and would leave sooner or later. Luan Zhou said that Bai Shengnian was going to die anyway.

Bai Shengnian was indeed dying.

He almost exhausted his own Qi before he saved Li Lan, which was originally a one-life-for-one approach.

Now he is relying on Tai Sui to survive, and Tai Sui was left by Luan Zhou.

The courtyard of the old house has always been sunny and bright, and has nothing to do with the eerie atmosphere.

Wen Liang sat on the swing that Bai Shengnian had tied under the big tree and asked Xiao Huang, "You're not happy, Xiao Huang. What do you do when you encounter something unhappy?"

Xiao Huang said: Forget forget forget!

Wen Liang laughed out loud.

Bai Shengnian changed into beautiful clothes and walked out of the house.

The man was always wearing new clothes of different styles. One day, he secretly went to the town and spent a huge sum of 38 yuan to get a handsome haircut.

The peacock is courting.

Wen Liang stood up and greeted him: "Are you feeling better?"

Bai Shengnian pulled him back to the swing and gently pushed him from behind: "Are you worried about me?"

"No, I didn't." Wen Liang twisted his nearly broken neck from the back to the front, "I was just worried that I wouldn't be able to get the meal you invited me to. You promised to treat Xiao Huang and me to a meal."

Bai Shengnian pretended to be weak and coughed twice: "But I can't catch up with the electric bike now."

Wen Liang quickly stood up and dragged the "weak" man to sit on his swing: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll carry you and let Xiao Huang run behind you."

Little Yellow barked twice and circled around Wen Liang, as if accusing himself.

Wen Liang had no choice but to go back into the house to get some snacks, and when he came back he had a plate of biscuits in his hand.

"Did you bake this this morning? It's delicious."

Bai Shengnian sat on the swing, looking down at the boy squatting on the ground sharing biscuits with Xiao Huang, his eyes filled with love.

He was immersed in his magnificent and passionate love for Wen Liang, and suddenly realized that he had ignored Wen Liang's love for him.

Bai Shengnian waved his hand and asked Wen Liang to push the swing for him.

The little guy stood up reluctantly, holding a biscuit in his mouth, and stood behind the man and pushed him hard.

Bai Shengnian said: "My dear, I behaved so well, can I be your mistress?"

Wen Liang swallowed the biscuit and said, "Please put away those perverted thoughts in your head! There is no mistress!"

"So what Guaiguai means is that I can take the top position?"

Wen Liang snorted and threw himself on Bai Shengnian's back like a koala: "How can I be good at pushing the swing? Jie Lan even invited me to the Miao village to treat my aphasia. I might sneak away someday. Come down, let you push me."

Bai Shengnian didn't get up, and directly dragged Wen Liang to the front by his buttocks:

"I know what you are worried about. Don't be afraid. It doesn't matter if you may leave at any time. It's not bad to die with you."

Wen Liang licked the biscuit crumbs from the corner of his mouth and blinked. He was indeed worried about the day when the mission would end.

The young man held the man's neck for a long time before speaking:

"Don't die, don't follow me, maybe being a widower isn't bad after all."

Bai Shengnian remained silent, lowered his head and gently kissed the boy on the top of his head. This was an order he could not fulfill, but fortunately at this moment, he had him.

The shadows of the trees are swaying, the light is mottled, and the summer cicadas are chirping softly.

The breeze blows, and love rises with the wind.

——————The end of the metaphysical world