He is weak but attack

The stream is gurgling, and the peach branches extend along the branches, not stingy with their own vitality.

Inside the room, the man was lying on his back on the bed, his black hair was scattered, with a few strands hanging down the side, showing a sense of leisure.His eyes are slightly closed, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, even in a dream, he still looks warm and moist, and it makes people feel warm after seeing him, as if all the troubles have dissipated.

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, if it wasn't for his clear and shallow breathing, he might have thought it was some kind of painting.

Suddenly, the man's crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled, Ruifeng's eyes opened, and after a moment of bewilderment, he slowly regained consciousness, and suddenly, the picture came alive.

It is said that beauty lies in the bones rather than the skin, and in the charm and temperament rather than in the facial features. This is vividly reflected in men.

It stands to reason that his appearance is already extraordinary, but when the whole person is active, he feels even more amazing, and the impression of his appearance is actually weaker. Even his overly pale complexion only adds a little sickness and bookishness to people.

This person's name is He Ruyu, and those who know him in the city will all praise him as gentle and gentle as jade, truly peerless.

Afterwards he must have sighed softly, and continued with a little regret, it's a pity that his life was not good, he has been sick since his mother's womb, and the doctors said he would not survive the weak crown.

Regarding these remarks, He Ruyu just laughed it off, it was rare for him to come to this world, he was already luckier than most people.

What a pity to say...

He Ruyu's eyelids drooped slightly, and itching emerged from his throat, followed by a violent cough.

The maid brought in the hot water prepared early in the morning, and quickly came to He Ruyu's side to pat his back, hoping to relieve some coughing.

Seeing the blood on He Ruyu's hands with sharp eyes, he couldn't help exclaiming a little, but quickly silenced under the gesture of the other party.

After He Ruyu took the towel, he quickly covered his mouth and nose, so the coughing sound became quieter, but he couldn't stop it no matter what.

After a while, he handed the towel to the servant girl, his lips were stained bright red by the blood, but his face became even paler.

"There is no need to say anything about it." The voice was hoarse, but still pleasant.

The servant girl responded, put the towel aside, soaked a new towel in water and wrung it dry, then wiped He Ruyu's hands.

"Master, are you dreaming again?"

He Ruyu cooperated to wipe off the blood on his hands, and put them under the quilt while the temperature was still warm.

"Is it obvious?"

"Every time the young master just dreams, he will be very happy." The servant girl looked at the blood-stained towel, her eyes flashed with distress, but she quickly covered it up, and said with a smile on her face.

"Probably because it was an interesting dream." He Ruyu smiled lowly, powerlessness and fatigue swept over his body, and he didn't even have the mood to speak, so he just waved his hands to make people retreat.

The door was gently closed, and he sat on the bed, unable to help but fall into his own thoughts.

During this period of time, he always dreamed from time to time, and his dreams were full of scenes and scenes he had never seen before, and there was also a man in a strange costume.

The man took a weapon he had never seen before and went to many places.

He watched the man leap into the hall surrounded by black flames and rescued a little girl;

Seeing the man standing on the stone pillar, jumping down to fight the huge monster head-on, the crescent-like weapon was thrown out in a sharp arc, every move implied killing intent but was extremely dazzling;

Seeing that person sneer in the face of doubts, and fight back with strength afterward;

Seeing that person being surrounded and walking through the promenade, the stars are as dazzling as the moon.

In the dream just now, He Ruyu stood in the dark, watched the other party sitting alone in the abandoned ruins, raised his hand to raise his glass to Mingyue, and slowly recited "toast to invite Mingyue, and the shadows become three people".

He Ruyu had never experienced this free and unrestrained energy.

As the son of He's eldest son and a disciple of the national teacher, he was watched and observed by everyone. He had to pay attention to many things, and the rules of etiquette were almost engraved in his bones.

In the past few years, because of his weak body, he has not been out of the house for a long time.

"How long will it take?" the man asked lightly.

He Ruyu was startled when he heard this, and subconsciously looked around. Is there anyone else here?

"It's you."

Now, He Ruyu realized that he was talking to himself.It stands to reason that people here cannot see themselves.

After hesitating for a moment, he came out and said the first sentence he came here. "Why are you drinking here alone?"

"Are you a ghost?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly, sweeping his gaze over He Ruyu, sizing up and comparing him.

He Ruyu looked as usual, and squatted down in front of the man, a strand of black hair fell down his shoulders, "Not yet."

"Then it's not alone."

As the breeze blew, the man's wide hood was slowly blown up, revealing those charming eyes like the deep sea.

He Ruyu supported his chin with one hand, and felt that this person was more friendly than he looked, and younger than he imagined.

"Have I seen you?" The man raised his eyebrows.

He Ruyu froze for a moment, then shook his head slightly, "No."

"That's right, if I've seen you like this, I probably won't forget it."

The man took a sip by himself, then handed it to He Ruyu. "Come on?"

He Ruyu hesitated, he had never drank alcohol, and the maids in the mansion always managed the diet very well, such things would never appear in front of his eyes.

But if you don’t drink it now, you probably won’t have a chance in the future.

"Thank you." After taking the bottle, He Ruyu took a sip, the burning sensation filled his taste buds, and he was caught off guard and choked.

"Haha, you don't know how to drink." The man wanted to take the bottle back, but He Ruyu turned to dodge him.

He Ruyu raised his head and took a big gulp, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, a drop of wine overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and snaked down into his clothes.

Raising his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, he raised the cup and handed it to the man.He did not speak, but proved himself with actions.

The man took the wine bottle back and swallowed heavily.

The two exchanged drinks, you don't let me and I don't let you, there is a feeling of tit for tat.

The waning moon stood in the air, and the man poured the bottle down, and didn't care about it when he saw that there was no drop.

"Fu Gui." He stood up and hung the bottle on his waist again.

Are you going to exchange names?

The corners of He Ruyu's eyes were slightly curved, and there seemed to be a soft light all over his body. He just wanted to speak, but he felt squeezed out by a strange energy, "My name is He—"

There was only time to say a surname, and the whole person disappeared in place.

He withdraws from that world.

And the dream woke up.

After the memory was over, He Ruyu sat leaning back and looked up at the familiar bed curtain.

Since he has achieved some success with his master, he has never had meaningless dreams.It seems to be a real world there. I originally thought that others could not see me, but I didn't expect that there would be an exception.

It was because of Fu Gui that he came to that world, and it seemed reasonable that the other party could see it.

According to calculations, I will have some intersection with him.

But is it possible?

Tomorrow, I will be a weak champion.

He Ruyu wanted to pick up the bedside story book, but his hands were weak, and he couldn't even pick up the book, so he had to give up regretfully.

This is my personal biography, which tells the author's thoughts and feelings when he traveled around the world.

The author wrote very expressively, but after all, he did not have the amazing shock of seeing it with his own eyes.

He Ruyu thought of the scenery he saw in his dream, which could not be described in words, and belonged to the magnificence and magnificence of nature.

So beautiful.

After all, it is thanks to Fu Gui that I can see those scenery, if it is really destined...

The bell rang, spreading from the highest point in the center of the city, and spreading to every household, reminding them that the day was over and the next day was coming.

The pain penetrated into the whole body, as if there was a chill in the bones, He Ruyu couldn't even move his fingertips, his life was passing by quickly, and he became sluggish with thoughts.

All kinds of past events floated through his mind like clouds and smoke. He remembered being held by his father to draw lots when he was a child, he thought of giving alms with his mother, giving gifts to brothers and sisters on festivals, kneeling in the National Teacher's Hall to learn spells from his master...

There was also the man named Fu Gui whom he had seen every day since he was ill.

If we are really destined to meet... Maybe we can be friends.

A little bit unwilling.

The bell sounded long and distant, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his pupils dilated slowly, and a tear slipped from the end of his eyes and disappeared.

The book on the edge of the bed fell to the floor, and the maid outside the room seemed to have noticed something, and quickly opened the door to check the situation, feeling sad.

"Master!!"

The wind poured in from the outside, blowing the pages of the book rattling and flipping, and also blowing up the fallen young man's clothes.

At this moment, he really became a painting.

The white paper was put into the basin, and the flames rose up to burn them up.

The funeral procession departed from He Mansion and walked to the cemetery.

Passing by a house, they found that the door was open. Several people found mourning clothes and put them on, and those who didn't have them put on white clothes. They held Kongming lanterns, and when the team left, they lit the Kongming lanterns and let them fly.

Mr. He is a good person. If he hadn't given food and alms back then, his family might not be able to survive now.I just hope that Mr. He can live a long and long life in the next life and not suffer from illnesses anymore.

When the team passed by the second house, the Kongming lanterns slowly floated up from the courtyard, and the slightly flickering wicks illuminated the night sky.

The third, the fourth...

Numerous Kongming lanterns were released into the air, red and bright, orange and clear, like sparks of fire in the air, but gathered together, it is like a prairie fire.

Father He looked up at the illuminated night sky, the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, the corners of his mouth trembled up and down, his expression was either happy or sad, crying or laughing.

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Name: He Ruyu

Sex: Male

Age: 20

Ability: Heal

Special talents: Affinity (initial goodwill bonus), Hecheng's blessing (luck bonus), meritorious deeds (??? bonus)

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[Eligible, revival is being arranged, current repair progress: 0.001%]

Hecheng regained the surrounding territory and expanded its territory.

[Repair progress: 1%]

Time has passed, and the mulberry fields have turned into seas.

The whole city is no longer there, and the shepherds have moved here.

[Repair progress: 34%]

The light and shadow are like a shuttle, the muddy path is paved with asphalt, and with the progress of urbanization, tall buildings gradually cover various areas.

[Repair progress: 100%]

[Repair is complete, start trying to wake up. 】

【Wake up~ wake up~ Eunuch Sun basks in his ass~】

very noisy.

He Ruyu frowned slightly, it was rare to sleep so well, without illness and fatigue, who is still calling him here.

Um... call me?

Realizing that something was wrong, He Ruyu wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand catties, and his whole body was stiff, as if he hadn't moved for a long time.

【Wake up successfully, run out of energy, and enter a deep sleep.I wish you a good time v]

and many more!

Hearing the voice in his mind, He Ruyu wanted to call the other party to stop, but unfortunately he was too late.He yelled a few more times later, but there was still no response.

Already gone.

Bursts of low growls came to my ears, somewhat familiar, more like...like what?

The brain turned slowly, and He Ruyu wanted to recall it, but it was always like a layer of veil, and he couldn't grasp the clue no matter what.

The growl was getting closer and closer, because he couldn't open his eyes or even move his body, he could only concentrate on hearing.

He couldn't distinguish the sharp sound of sharp objects scratching against hard objects, the sound of fighting, and the situation behind seemed to become chaotic.

dong dong.

Someone is knocking something?

It was very close, as if it was right above itself.

who is it.

Squeak, the item was moved away.

A slight wind caressed He Ruyu's cheek, and a line of sight appeared, and he could clearly feel being looked at.

A low laugh sounded from his ears, magnetic and nice.

"So, what's your name He?"

The last piece of the puzzle was put in, and in an instant, He Ruyu connected everything together. Those low growls were obviously made by those monsters that he often heard in his dreams.

While there, he only told one person his name.

As if the acupoints were suddenly pierced through, and the gap between the original body and the body was cracked, He Ruyu's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The half-arc waning moon hanging high in the sky echoed the weapon in the man's hand. Fu Gui stood on the high platform of the altar, looking down at the huge wooden coffin in front of him, covered by a huge hood, but his deep sea-like eyes were filled with Forced to be cold.

The person lying in the coffin turned his head to look at Fu Gui, with a faint emotion in his eyes, he opened his mouth and slowly said three words.

"He... Ruyu."

My name is He Ruyu.

The author has something to say: Opening a new article~ He Ruyu is attacking, he is weak but not weak, personally I think he is still strong v

From ancient times to modern times, there are a bit of fantasy and supernatural, and there are many private thieves.

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Pre-received article "Become the hero's villain master"

In the modern comprehension novel "Supreme Demon Lord",

Yuhun Xianzun, a lonely soul, lives in the necklace of the hero Zhaoyan.

This fairy began to look like a gentleman, and he was kind to the hero with all his heart, and he also won 100% respect and respect from the hero.

After finally cultivating people into amazing geniuses, and then stabbing a knife in the back to destroy the male protagonist, causing him to fall into the devil's way and suffer endless suffering, the good name is like watching the despair of geniuses sinking and struggling.

Of course, he was finally killed by the male protagonist and became an important stepping stone for him.

He Bo didn't have any idea about this.

... If you wake up and don't dress up as the snake spirit fairy.

However, the original body is not dead yet, so it is not bad to raise a disciple to guard against old age.

After becoming famous, He Po was about to bid farewell to the past and find a place to live in seclusion for the elderly. Unexpectedly, the male protagonist caught up with him.

Zhao Yan closed the door behind his back, leaned over and lay in He Po's arms, as if he was dependent and attached when he was young.He concealed the tyranny in his eyes, and asked slowly with extreme restraint: "Master, where are you going?"

1. Resurrection of spiritual energy, urban comprehension

The type of cp that was particularly knocked out before!line up~

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