The Years of Being the Male Lead Bai Yueguang

The gravel rain also stopped at this moment, Cheng Mou let go of Yan Song after confirming that there was no danger, and held his hand in his palm.

Yan Song was terrified by Cheng Mou's deep gaze, he swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty: "Cheng Mou, what are you looking at?"

Cheng Mou lowered his head and looked at the bloody hand that blocked the stone for him. The white and delicate skin on the back of the hand was turned outwards. The blood and mud together were shocking.

Yan Song didn't feel any pain, but Cheng Mou's eyes frightened him.

"567, are you there?"

"Here is the host."

"Did you see the eyes of that brat Cheng Mou? What does he mean?"

After five seconds.

"Damn it, the system is scared to death. My data flow is scared away by him."

"As expected of the male lead, he's still a good-for-nothing, yet he can have such an aura. I'll finish the mission and go home just around the corner."

Cheng Mou felt the burning eyes, he raised his head subconsciously, and after meeting Yan Song's eyes, he was stunned.

Yan Song was still talking to the system, looking at Cheng Mou with a smile and comfort in his eyes, while Cheng Mou was hopeless, blushing from his cheeks to the tips of his ears.

Yan Song came back to his senses, saw that Cheng Mou was still holding his hand, at a loss, he immediately recovered his spirits: "Okay, okay, little brother, I'll do it myself."

Cheng Mou ignored Yan Song's ever-changing appellation, and almost stubbornly refused to let him go. He patiently cleaned up the gravel and sludge bit by bit, wiped away the blood, applied the wound medicine, and tore off his body. A piece of clean clothes corner, it is not finished until Yan Song is fully bandaged.

Yan Song was a little moved: "Little brother~"

Cheng Mouhong murmured with his ears: "If you don't deal with it as soon as possible, I'm afraid there will be scars."

Yan Song almost cried bitterly, and regardless of the risk of the two of them being caught into meatloaf, he directly put his arms around Cheng Mou's neck: "Brother, follow me, your brother... sister, I guarantee you a great chance."

What he said was half true and half false, half of it was to lead Cheng Mou to find an opportunity, and the other half was Cheng Mou's greatest opportunity, which was his harmonious body of yin and yang.

Cheng Mou pursed his lips, but this time he didn't say the words "men and women can't kiss each other", but blushed, holding Yan Song's hand rather awkwardly, and walked towards the opened passage.

As soon as the two of them stepped through this exit, they both felt the world spinning for a while, and the scenery suddenly changed, from a narrow and narrow cave to a wide and empty mountain interior.

Looking at the scene around him, Yan Song sincerely admired it.

Cheng Mou didn't know what he had experienced, his brows were frowned, as if he was thinking about the current situation.

"The road we took just now is the exit that connects to other spaces. In other words, we are no longer in the mountain just now. This is another place, but it is right in the Taixuan Secret Realm."

Cheng Mou was obviously thinking about this matter. Hearing Yan Song's explanation, he raised his head and listened carefully. After understanding, he nodded slightly.

Yan Song watched with emotion: "What a polite and good boy."

The place where they were standing was a small stone road that was manually excavated around the inner mountain wall. It spiraled upwards. After reaching a high altitude, there was a small road that stretched out straight to the floating platform in the center. The surrounding conditions were similar. There were four small roads in total. leads to the center.

And the top of the mountain seemed to have been chiseled with a small hole, and a dazzling white light shot down directly, and happened to land on the red long sword in the center of the floating platform.

No matter from which angle you look at it, it is radiant.

Heaven-rank mid-grade sword—Chiyuan.

Yan Song pointed to Chi Yuan: "Honey, do you want that sword?"

Hearing this strange address, Cheng Mou glanced at him in surprise, but didn't say a word, and silently explored the surrounding situation.

There is magma under their feet, and if they accidentally fall, it will be turned into ashes. In the middle of the magma, there is a giant dragon lying in the magma, staring at them, with hot air from its huge nostrils, and a big mouth full of blood. The mouth of the water tank is so big, the two of them together probably wouldn't be enough for this giant dragon to fit between its teeth.

Cheng Mouhan said, "I'm afraid it's not easy to do it."

Cheng Mou really wanted to become stronger, even at all costs, he wanted to let those who bullied him taste the feeling of being trampled underfoot.

But now that the treasure was right in front of him, he suddenly didn't dare to take this risk.

Yan Song patted the back of Cheng Mou's head punitively: "Don't think so much, I'm just asking if you want it."

Cheng Mou's dark eyes locked Yan Song firmly, and with great difficulty, he uttered two words: "I want it."

Yan Song smiled: "That's right, what does a mother-in-law look like?"

He glanced at the hanging path, it was so narrow that only one person could pass through, and the fire dragon was watching them all the time, probably it was the monster guarding Chiyuan. Now they were standing obediently on the path on the stone wall, only I'm afraid that if there is a slight movement for a while, the fire dragon will move.

Yan Song pushed Cheng Mou, and said: "You just need to go straight ahead for a while, and I will draw that stupid dragon's attention for you, no matter what you hear, don't look back, you understand?"

Jiang Che's identity was to send equipment and cultivation to Cheng Mou, and Yan Song positioned himself very accurately.

Just as he was about to move, he suddenly felt a huge force coming from his wrist. He didn't take this step, turned his head in doubt, and saw the male protagonist who was holding him tightly, hesitating to speak.

"what happened?"

Cheng Mou said in a deep voice, "I don't want that sword anymore, it's too dangerous for you."

Yan Song turned around, opened Cheng Mou's fingers pinching his wrist one by one, and said, "Do you want to become stronger? My imperial sword flies a few times in the air to attract the stupid dragon's attention. The most difficult thing is The task is on you, why am I in danger?"

Cheng Mou frowned: "You..."

Yan Song didn't care: "Don't talk nonsense, you are waiting for me now, I will give you a signal before you move."

Cheng Mou still looked disapproving.

Yan Song waved his hand: "Don't worry, don't worry, the monster is above the sixth level by visual inspection, I am definitely not an opponent, I am not stupid, I will not confront it head-on, as long as you get the sword, we will leave."

Cheng Mou was still a little worried, but Yan Song didn't want to waste time, he brushed away Cheng Mou's hand, summoned his sword, and flew straight towards the fire dragon.Leave Cheng Mou alone.

Huolong had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Yan Song coming to his door, he opened his mouth wide, and his huge body stood upright in the magma, trying to intimidate him.

Yan Song was determined to win, he manipulated the spirit sword proficiently, flying up and down, flying to one side for a while, then to the other side for a while, and even circled the fire dragon's back to send out a wave of spiritual power unexpectedly.

The fire dragon was completely annoyed, raised its head to the sky and screamed, the sound wave turned into a solid body, and struck at Yan Song majesticly.

Yan Song avoided the air wave at an extremely tricky angle, and the air wave hit the stone wall, causing the whole mountain to tremble.

But Yan Song, who witnessed the blow, felt half cold in an instant.

This fire dragon is probably at least at the seventh level of cultivation.

The cultivation level of monsters is different from that of human beings, and they are not so detailed. They only increase in order from one to ten.The practice of monsters is also different from that of humans. Those who can open up their spiritual knowledge and cultivate are already one in a hundred. It is even more difficult for those who can develop some skills on the way of cultivation. For example, the fire dragon in front of me has reached the seventh level. The cultivation base at the peak of the gods is even the best among tens of thousands of monsters, which combines the right time and place with people, and now Yan Song's cultivation at the peak of the apocalypse is going against the fire dragon, which is simply beyond his control.

The fire dragon seemed to be very annoyed by Yan Song, a flea running around. It roared several times, and its whole body began to follow Yan Song. It was very irrational when it was charged with anger, and it was actually led away from the Chiyuan Sword by Yan Song. further away.

Seeing that the distance has been pulled far enough by him, Yan Song suddenly turned his head and shouted: "Cheng Mou, what are you doing in a daze, right now!"

Cheng Mou showed a very good quality of action. He rushed up the floating path very quickly. He saw the churning magma under his feet, and there was no fear on his face. He walked up the floating platform calmly.

Huolong followed the prestige, only then did he realize that he was tricked, someone came to grab the Chiyuan sword!

It got more and more angry, and it couldn't reach the Chiyuan Sword, so all the anger would naturally be poured on Yan Song. Suddenly, the fire dragon's sharp tail swept across, carrying a strong wind, and its blade-like tail rushed straight at Yan Song.

Yan Song's speed was not as fast as Huolong's, that blow barely made him escape the position of his heart, he hit the sharp tail attack head-on, at that moment, his internal organs seemed to be smashed into flat pieces, and the tail blade hit his chest The abdomen almost destroyed the dantian, while Yan Song himself, like a kite with a broken string, swayed and smashed straight into the mountain wall, leaving a human-shaped pit on the mountain wall.

Seeing that Yan Song was about to lose his breath, Fire Dragon must have no way to make trouble again, so he turned his head to settle accounts with the thief who stole the sword.

From the moment Yan Song took the fire dragon's blow, Cheng Mou didn't move again, his eyes were red, and he wanted to go to rescue Yan Song, but found that his useless and helpless made him unable to do anything at all.

Not only can he not protect his own people, he can't even get what he wants at the sacrifice of others.

At that moment, he couldn't tell whether he hated the fire dragon, or hated himself who had achieved nothing.

"567, are you there?" Yan Song felt as if his whole body had been run over by a truck, and his bones were about to fall apart. He was so angry that he was holding on to the mental call system.

"Host, I am in QAQ, do you need anything?"

"Is there anything in the system mall that can make my injury heal immediately?"

"No, but there is a elixir that can keep you in peak condition for an hour, but after the effect of the medicine is over, you will return double the pain."

"It's okay, that's it!" An hour later, he was already dead, and he was afraid of whether it hurt or not.

"Ding, the transaction is successful, pay 1000 points to buy the item 'Peiyuan Pill', the current balance is 2000 points."

Yan Song braced himself and complained that it was really expensive. The next second, the Peiyuan Pill took effect, and he instantly felt that he was resurrected with full blood!

Difficult to pull himself out of the human-shaped pit, Yan Song tore off the corner of his clothes to cover the hideous wound on his bleeding abdomen, raised his sword and faced the fire dragon without fear of death.

At that time, the fire dragon was very close to Cheng Mou, and it had countless ways to make Cheng Mou die miserably without getting the Chiyuan Sword.