After escaping, the male protagonist always wants to rip off my vest

During the time when Lin Chushu and Zhou Changming were entangled in Taoyuan Residence, Mo Xingsi had become a mess.

The defense circle on the back mountain was activated, and the warning red light quickly covered the entire mountain. At this time, it was past the curfew time, and the disciples got up sleepily and ran to the outside of the hall.

"What's the matter, why is the defensive circle suddenly activated?"

"But the mountain patrolling disciples didn't find anything abnormal!"

"My lord is not in the room either..."

"Where did Brother Qiu and Brother Jiang go?"

……

When Qiu Shengmiao and Jiang Yuzhuo ran down the mountain panting, what they encountered was such a chaotic scene.

The two looked at each other, both seeming a bit guilty.

"Senior Brother Qiu, Senior Brother Jiang!" The sharp-eyed disciple saw the two of them,

"Do you know where the chief is? The defensive magic circle in the forbidden area was suddenly touched, we are worried..."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that the beast in the back mountain touched the barrier by mistake, and you, Senior Brother Jiang, and I have checked it out."

Qiu Shengli pretended that nothing happened, and waved his hand, "We can handle the rest of the affairs, you all go back to your room to rest, the curfew time has passed, if Master sees it, he will be unhappy."

Moving out of Lin Chushu is undoubtedly an extremely effective method. The disciples who went out quickly dispersed. He waited until everyone returned to the house before leaning into Jiang Yuzhuo's ear and saying:

"Are you sure you read correctly, that person is Chang Ming?"

Even though he was still drunk at the time, he was still a Nascent Soul or above, and when he walked halfway, he noticed the slightly rapid breathing sound not far behind him.

It's just that the light at night was too poor, and that person also deliberately concealed his whereabouts, so he couldn't determine who the stalker was.

"I just took advantage of the chaos to check in his room, but there was no one,"

Jiang Yuzhuo shook his head, "There is no outsider in Mo Xingsi. The only ones missing are him and the master. That person must be him."

"But why did he follow us to the forbidden area? If it was purely to satisfy curiosity, it would be too miserable to be caught by the master."

Qiu Shengmiao stuck out his tongue, feeling somewhat guilty towards Zhou Changming in his heart, after all, if he hadn't attracted Lin Chushu's attention, he and Jiang Yuzhuo didn't know how they would be punished.

"Perhaps, there are secrets in the forbidden area that he has to investigate..."

The two were still guessing, but a voice suddenly came from behind:

"Sheng Miao, Yu Zhuo, the night is getting dark, what are you doing standing outside the hall?"

The woman's voice was graceful and dignified, and the babbling was melodious. When they came back to their senses, they met Yin Xiangrong's smiling eyes without any surprise.

She didn't come alone, but behind her was a man in green robe with narrow eyebrows. Qiu Shengmi recognized him at a glance as Cen Yuzhou, the head of Yukun Division, and hurriedly pulled his junior brother to salute:

"See Linghuan Immortal Venerable and Qiwu Immortal Venerable."

"You don't need to be too polite. If you take the liberty to disturb your company late at night, you have an important matter to discuss with Immortal Jiangyue."

Cen Yuzhou smiled softly: "I wonder if I could trouble you to introduce me?"

He seldom dealt with Mo Xingsi's disciples, he was not as knowledgeable as Yin Xiangrong, and Qiu Shengmi couldn't figure out his temper for a while, so he could only smooth things over:

"I'm very sorry, Master Xian. Master has important matters to attend to. He is currently not in the Black Criminal Division. I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet him in person."

"Oh, something important?" Cen Yuzhou elongated his tone,

"What is the important thing that makes him leave the Black Criminal Division late at night? You know, this night meeting has been finalized in advance, and it is related to the development of the morning dew test. What can be more important than it?"

Qiu Shengmiao's face changed continuously when he heard it, and he couldn't think of how to deal with it for a while, so he hurriedly tugged Jiang Yuzhuo's clothes corner quietly.

The latter immediately understood, cupped his hands and said: "Reporting to the Immortal Venerable, Master has been hindered in his skills recently, I am afraid that his skills are about to advance, and he left late at night, presumably in order to recuperate in time."

After all, Lin Chushu is the one with the highest cultivation level among the elders of Chaoyin Pavilion, and he is also the one who is most likely to hit the Mahayana realm in the future. If anything goes wrong in his cultivation, the consequences will be extremely serious.

Cen Yuzhou no longer pursued the matter.

"That's all right, Elder Yin and I came here tonight just to examine the Xuanguang Baojian used by Chaolu to test the illusion. Since Elder Lin is not here, why don't you two lead us there?"

The so-called Xuanguang Baojian is a medium used to construct illusions. Before the morning dew test, Mo Xingsi will capture monsters with low spiritual power to raise them, and will throw them into the illusion in advance for the contestants to hunt and kill.

In the past, these matters were given the sole responsibility of the Mo Xun Department, and other departments should not intervene. However, in view of the importance of the Demon Heart Stone Rebellion, it is appropriate to be more cautious about this morning dew test.

So Qiu Shengmi nodded in agreement, and together with Jiang Yuzhuo led the two of them to the treasure mirror storage place.

After about an hour or so, Cen Yuzhou and Yin Xiangrong finally inspected the seven or forty-nine Xuanguang treasure mirrors one by one, and after confirming that everything was ready, they left contentedly.

After sending the two away, Qiu Shengmiao breathed a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, Yin Xiangrong came back after a while.

"Tell me the truth, where is Ah Chu? Is it because the inner demon has flared up again?"

That person's restless inner demon has always been a part of her heart disease, although the fact that it is likely to have nothing to do with her practice going astray, she still can't rest assured.

Qiu Shengmiao knew that he couldn't hide it from her, so he simply confessed the ins and outs of tonight.

The more Yin Xiangrong listened, the more her brows furrowed. Even she didn't know what was in the forbidden area behind the mountain.

What's more, it sounds like at this moment, there may be a great connection with Lin Chushu's demons.

"Take me to the back mountain to have a look." She said in a deep voice.

……

"This is the last catheter,"

Chu Yuexi pierced a very thin hose into Lin Chushu's arm, "Later, you will use them to introduce blood essence into Zhou Changming's body, and at the same time control that spiritual power to fuse with his meridians. The process will be a bit painful, you can prepare alright?"

Lin Chushu nodded slowly but firmly.

He and Zhou Changming were sitting opposite each other. Both of them were bare-chested, and the drainage vessels were densely inserted from the chest to the lower abdomen.

The ancient Shuangyun sword with no luster lay horizontally between the two of them. He took Zhou Changming's hand and gently placed it on the hilt.

The fingers lying on the palm were pale and cold, but the tactile sensation was unprecedentedly real. He couldn't help but clenched slightly, as if this little hope in front of him was all his strength to support him.

Then he slapped himself on the chest with a thunderous palm.

The blood surged along each of the blood vessels, and it was poured into Zhou Changming's body in a blink of an eye. As if Lin Chushu couldn't feel the pain, he pointed at the center of his brow, guiding the spiritual power to circulate slowly.

This reckless approach made Chu Yuexi's spine shudder, and he turned his head a little bit unbearably.

Of course he knows how painful it is to extradite spiritual power for others in the case of massive blood loss.

What's more, any force in Zhou Changming's body is too strong, and if he is not careful, he will be backlashed. He must endure the severe pain and pour all his mind.

Cold sweat dripped from Lin Chushu's temples, neck, and back, and his smooth skin became frosty white with the loss of blood.In those black and white eyes, the glaring scarlet was quietly fading away.

His eyes are like flames washed in ice water, pure and scorching hot, even if he burns himself to death for the sake of this person in front of him, he is still content.

From the internal perspective, he could clearly see that Zhou Changming's meridians gradually became tougher as he continuously absorbed spiritual power.

The power that belonged to Shuangyun's ancient sword, because it had been fused with Zhou Changming's aura, was like a fish in water, and quickly integrated into the meridians.

In the sea of ​​Qi in his empty dantian, it gradually condensed into a golden elixir.

A gleam of joy appeared in Lin Chushu's eyes.

His internal organs were throbbing because of the excessive consumption of spiritual power, but he didn't care about it, and continued to draw the ancient sword's spiritual power to compete with the other two forces.

At the same time, Zhou Changming's pale face gradually returned to blood color, his chest began to heave weakly, and the vitality that was once lost was gradually recovering.

……

"Brother... Where's brother?"

In the dead silence of nothingness, Zhou Changming spoke tremblingly.

He threw himself in front of the empty treatment bed, the sheets were flat and wrinkle-free, and he didn't look like he had slept on someone at all.

Did someone transfer his younger brother away in advance, or did Zhong Siyuan never tell the truth to himself?

"Tell me, where is the man who was supposed to be lying here for treatment?"

He suppressed his fear and grabbed one of the staff members by the collar, "He is brain dead and can only be revived by brain wave stimulation. Where did you take him?"

But no matter how hoarsely he yelled, the distorted face in front of him didn't give any response.

In the depths of the bottomless vortex, two glaring scarlet spots suddenly emerged.

"...ERROR... FORCED CLEAR...CLEAR..."

The staff member murmured suddenly.

At the same moment when he spoke, two strange red spots appeared in the vortex on the faces of everyone present.

They all stopped their movements and surrounded Zhou Changming's position.

"You... what are you going to do?"

Zhou Changming realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly loosened his collar and stepped back.At the same time, countless pitch-black tentacles protruded from their faces and swooped towards him.

As soon as he dodged and retreated behind the glass door, the next moment his tentacles slammed hard on the glass. The hard tempered glass turned into a gray-black air stream in an instant, and the teeth-stinging sound was endless.

The tentacle was so powerful that he was startled. He turned his head and saw more people pouring out of the elevator, and immediately chose the relatively empty fire exit.

His physical strength was consumed rapidly during the running, and when he arrived at the downstairs of the building, he was already blushing and out of breath, with sweat on his forehead.

However, it wasn't just the staff in the building that had an abnormality, the passers-by on the street also lit up red lights one by one when they saw him appear, and rushed towards him with tentacles.

Zhou Changming had no choice but to flee in a less crowded direction, using anti-skid signs and roadblocks on the side of the road from time to time to block tentacles that were about to touch him.

But his physical strength has its limit after all. After passing through a few blocks, not only was his breathing short of breath, but even his vision became blurred, his blood continued to surge up, and his footsteps became vain.

However, there were still people rushing out from the corner of the street. Even if he reacted quickly enough, he would inevitably be caught by the tentacles, staggered and lost his balance.

His body was on the verge of limit, he was lying on the ground in embarrassment, unable to get up for a while.

But at this moment, a passerby had already rushed to Zhou Changming.

Several pitch-black tentacles protruded from the vortex on his face, wrapped in a strong fishy smell, and rushed straight to his face in the blink of an eye!