The Years of Being the Male Lead Bai Yueguang

Cheng Mou obviously had a lot of questions in his mind, so he really wanted to ask Yan Song to ask them all.

The last time when they were surrounded by men in black when they first entered the Demon Realm, if he hadn't seen Yan Song's chest pierced by a long sword, spitting out blood and falling to the ground without a sound, he would not have called back to his spirit in a hurry Li exposed his identity, but he didn't realize it, Yan Song's wound healed in a blink of an eye, and Shi Ran woke up, as if he had never experienced anything.

Concern is chaotic, and it is his haste and haste that caused the relationship between him and Yan Song to seem to be separated by a thick layer of thick veil. He wants to break through, but he can't wait any longer, but it doesn't help.

He should have been suspicious a long time ago. Yan Song pretended to be Jiang Che and Qian Yu, and they all came back from the dead. After his death ten years ago, he is still doing well now... Cheng Mou can't help being suspicious. Yan Song is definitely not very human, but the specifics If Yan Song didn't say the reason, he wouldn't follow up and ask at this moment.

But Yan Song completely crashed.

It was his first kiss, in every sense of the word.He even thought long ago that if there was a day when he really wanted to give away his first kiss, he must burn incense and bathe, fast for three days, and then gently close his eyes with the most pious attitude when the light is at its peak...

In short, it must not be like this now!

Yan Song closed his eyes, he didn't know what to do at this moment, but he knew that he must never lie in Cheng Mou's arms again.

He tried his best to escape from Cheng Mou's embrace, and when he got out of that fiery embrace, he didn't even notice the moment of loss in his heart, and even his legs were a little weak, and he staggered uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Cheng Mou was a little worried, and stretched out his hand in the air to catch him, but when his eyes touched the astonishment in Yan Song's eyes, he curled up his fingers and hung in the air in vain without moving.

There was a slight movement in my heart.

"Yan Song, look, the Honkai value has reached 85%."

As soon as the 567 words finished, Yan Song managed to stabilize his body, and raised his head in astonishment. In an instant, the mountains and rivers collapsed, the sky and the earth changed, and the surrounding scenery disintegrated and fell off like old murals, leaking into debris that could not be grasped by fingertips. Those grotesque, kaleidoscope-like pictures in Yan Song's mind became vivid in an instant.

After the old wallpaper peeled off, it turned out to be a real scene of Shura's hell.

Space and time seem to have been intentionally distorted, twisted and entangled, and become a cruel painting.

There are hungry people on the way, and corpses are scattered all over the place. This originally well-organized world has turned into a hell on earth in the blink of an eye.

These pictures were twisted and twisted, and a cloud of light was pulled out from the core, and it went straight into Cheng Mou's palm.Is Cheng Mou the source of this tragic situation in this world?

Yan Song was shocked, he took a step forward, and wanted to ask Cheng Mou what was going on, but just as he took a step, he suddenly heard a "click", but the ground was soaked in blood, and his foot happened to step on it. Into a small puddle of blood.

Yan Song hesitated for a moment, then started walking again, endured the numbness of his scalp, looked at Cheng Mou with a gloomy expression, and said, "Cheng Mou, did you see it?"

Cheng Mou raised his eyes and looked into the distance, the scene in the distance was even more intrusive. The sky looked like a leaky ink bottle, and thick black and viscous things rushed out of a huge hole. The sky is burning, the earth is like coke, and the people are in dire straits.

567 no longer talks to Yan Song, it dutifully reports the Honkai value, the number has been slowly rising, and this world is showing more and more vicious appearances.

Standing erect, Cheng Mou looked at the high-altitude vision and murmured, "Is this the true face of the Dao of Heaven?"

Yan Song's ears were sharp, he heard Cheng Mou talking to himself, but he couldn't believe it, he widened his eyes and said: "Cheng Mou, what were you talking about just now?"

Cheng Mou just glanced at him briefly, then turned around. At this moment, a bright silver-purple lightning suddenly fell from the sky, roaring and embedded in the black sky, as if it was shocking something.

The corner of Cheng Mou's mouth curled up: "Is that all you have?"

In an instant, the robbery cloud and furious thunder in the sky seemed to have heard Cheng Mou's contemptuous words, and sparks scattered among the clouds, illuminating Cheng Mou's stubborn face in the dark.

All of a sudden, he suddenly mentioned killing demons—this is the world-killing magic sword he got in the Demon Realm. The dark black sword was doused with the only remaining light in the world. In the middle, fly away.

Slashing Heaven and Earth, Fighting Thunder - Yan Song pressed his chest, and a bold idea gradually took shape in his heart.

Cheng Mou is not going to destroy the world, is he?

In order to confirm his idea, 567's ghostly voice suddenly floated out: "Yan Song, you don't need to ask me about some things, you have guesses in your heart, don't you?"

Cheng Mou was struck by Zidian, and he dodged it, but the sleeve robe caught fire, Cheng Mou was not afraid, and said coldly: "Even if you strike me thousands of times, I still want to say, no matter what the way of heaven is, the way of righteousness is right." Why, I stick to my heart and want to be above you, that is the way!"

The entire ground of the Demon Realm sank in, and the army of millions of Demon Realms was still orderly, armed with weapons, standing firmly behind Cheng Mou like a mountain, ready to call at any time.

Even the thousand-year-old Canglong Snow Mountain has been implicated and is sinking into the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye. The snow gradually melts and merges into a river of frost, which pours onto the burning ground, but in the heat of the sky fire, It turned into steam and rushed to the sky.

Yan Song looked at the surrounding scene sadly, the guess in his heart was further confirmed, he pursed his lips: "Then he always wanted to destroy this world?"

567: "It's not accurate to say that it has always been, it probably started when Qianyu died."

Yan Song was stunned. He thought Cheng Mou was pursuing eternal freedom, but he didn't expect it to be the power over all things.

567 seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and laughed silently: "No, you are wrong. What the hero wants to pursue is just a harbor that is always warm."

Yan Song didn't quite understand, so he didn't answer.

567 looked at the treacherous sky, and there was a bit of desolation and helplessness in the originally calm mechanical voice:

"Cheng Mou is just an ordinary person. He hopes that someone will treat him friendly and gentle. Before he was five years old, if you treated him well, he would like you. Jiang Che treated him well, so he kept this person in his heart. Qianyu treats him well, and he shakes the deep-rooted distinction between good and evil in his heart, and he has the idea of ​​banning the way of heaven. He feels that there is no fairness in the world, so he will create a truly fair and harmonious world... I am completely Unexpectedly, a character in a book could have such strong emotions... Later you revealed your identity, the emotional impact he brought, coupled with his remorse, resentment and other emotions fermented, and it became love, You should know."

"He has come to this day, not to mention all, at least [-]% is because of you."

Yan Song suddenly felt pain in his heart, he slowly covered his heart.

Cheng Mou wants to ban the way of heaven and create a world of bliss, all the premise is naturally that he is still in this world, if he is gone, Cheng Mou can only perish with this world.

No matter what, the existing world must be destroyed.

Countless monks from the cultivation world rushed over from a distance, and seeing Cheng Mou fighting against the heavens alone, they were all silent, even a bit like a snipe and a clam fighting each other for the fisherman's gain.

Yan Song gritted his teeth: "This group of scum."

After he finished speaking, he was about to rush into the crowd.

567 stopped it with a voice: "Yan Song, I advise you to stand here and not move, Cheng Mou has set up a formation here, it is absolutely safe."

Yan Song frowned: "No, he is dying, I have to stop him."

567: "Regardless of whether he creates a new world after the world is destroyed or not, the current Honkai value is 89. The stronger his desire to destroy the world, the higher the Honkai value. We must ensure your safety, because you are now our The only bargaining chip that can contain him."

Listening to 567's narration, Yan Song inexplicably felt a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Yan Song felt that something was wrong, the Honkai value had already reached 89, why didn't 567 ask for instructions on the main system space, instead he had the leisure to chat with him here?

Yan Song suddenly turned cold: "567, let me ask you, what will happen if the Honkai value reaches 100?"

567: "The world is destroyed, you already knew it."

Yan Song: "Then what will you do?"

567:"……"

"Now the Honkai value has reached 89. If you are really anxious and can't say a word, but ask the main system what to do, but you are comfortable now, and your tone is calm and unwavering. Do you already have a solution?"

567 smiled reluctantly: "What can I do?"

Yan Song shrugged: "Since you have nothing to do, then I have no choice but to let the hero destroy the world. It doesn't matter if I die or not. I have lived for so many years, and I am worth it."

One person, one system stood still for a long time, but 567 was the first to give in.

After a long time, it sighed: "Yan Song, listen to me, the main system still has a final plan for the male lead, that is, when his Honkai value reaches 90, the main system will start the formatting program."

Yan Song looked at the slightly tired Cheng Mou in the distance, and his heart sank: "What formatter?"

"Format all of Cheng Mou's current data codes and rewrite them into the program, let him be a perfect puppet, and ensure the stable existence of this world."

Yan Song's heart skipped a beat.

"The main system also decided to give him more opportunities. After the program is started, it will not be executed immediately. It will only be started when Cheng Mou's collapse value reaches 100 and it is irreparable," 567 paused. Say, "He is 92 now, and you still have a chance to say goodbye to him."

Yan Song hated it, he didn't have the heart to communicate with 567, he just gritted his teeth: "Slay the devil, call me!"