MTL - After Wearing the Book, I and the Protagonist Attack the Female King-Chapter 63

The scorching hellfire made Lu Cichuan sweat in the drowsiness. When he returned to consciousness, he slowly opened his eyes and saw the lily of the orchid flowers blooming in the abyss, and the lily of the orchid flowers bound in the hellfire. Angel Amos in .

The touch|hand that was entangled in him had faded away, after Lu Cichuan woke up, he got up and looked around.

Although this place looks like the habitat of the devil at first glance, the smell is not as rotten and unpleasant as the smell of black magic, on the contrary, it is mostly lily of the valley.

When Lu Cichuan woke up, he found that his magical ability in the game seemed to be suppressed by another ability, and he couldn't even open the character panel and exit the game.

"You're awake." Suddenly, a deep and magnetic voice echoed in the void.

Looking at the source of the sound, Lu Cichuan saw the demon **** sitting on the skeleton throne in the empty and silent palace, with black hair and red eyes, evil and flamboyant.

Ning's appearance is 70% similar to Dylan Grant, Lu Cichuan thought, he no longer needs to ask who Ning is.

Ning didn't seem to have any intention of concealing it. He said in a slow tone and said with a smile, "Introduce myself, I'm the leader of the Peace Dove, Dylan Grant."

He raised his head and glanced at the sky, but his eyes seemed to fall into the distant future: "It will be a long time before they will arrive here, so let's chat now."

As soon as he came, he was at ease, and Lu Cichuan asked him, "What are we talking about?"

Dylan looked at him for a long time before he said, "...the third time."

His voice was very soft, and it slowly dissipated in the wind. Lu Cichuan couldn't hear it clearly. He frowned and asked again, "What?"

Dylan Grant did not speak. After a while, he opened his palm, and a pure white energy body like a flame was suspended in his palm, and Lu Cichuan felt the aura of Huang's spiritual power on it.

"...!" Lu Cichuan was startled, he barely looked away from Huang and turned to look at Dylan Grant.

Dylan flipped his palm, and Huang's mental body disappeared immediately. He said to Lu Cichuan, who was obviously a little flustered: "Don't worry, I will give him back to you before I leave."

Lu Cichuan felt that Dylan Grant's brain circuit was really unreasonable, so although the question was meaningless, he finally asked: "What do you want to do?"

"Of course I want world peace."

Dylan Grant said of course, "The males have the male protection society, and the females have the Peace Dove. It goes on and on, and it goes back and forth, isn't that bad?"

"Do you want to go back and forth between one and the other?" Lu Cichuan asked suspiciously, "Don't you think that one family is the only one?"

Dylan Grant paused for a while, and then said very sincerely: "I thought about it before, but unfortunately the results are not good every time. Maybe people are always like this. There is no beginning, and there is no end."

"People?" Lu Cichuan asked tentatively.

"People." Dylan Grant affirmed, he chuckled and said with some nostalgia, "It's an era that is more developed and advanced than your empire."

No wonder.

No wonder Dylan Grant has such a strong mental power, no wonder he can perceive the existence of the waste, no wonder he can control the waste.

Three book-wearers from completely different eras gathered in one world, each with their own destiny.

Lu Cichuan didn't have much to ask, and Dylan didn't seem to have much to say, so the two of them haven't said a few words since then.

Dylan Grant sometimes appears in the palace, but most of the time he's not there. He never cares about where Lu Cichuan goes, letting Lu Cichuan walk around in this huge palace at will, but he can't step out of the abyss of Lily of the Valley. step.

There is no difference between day and night in the magic palace, so Lu Cichuan doesn't know how long it has passed. He only knows that a long time, a long time, to the point that people with weak will will be driven crazy.

It was not until one day that Dylan Grant suddenly wished him a happy Christmas, Lu Cichuan suddenly realized that it was the end of December, and he had been trapped in the abyss of Lily of the Valley for almost a month.

For a month, Lu Cichuan waited day by day, but Luo and the others hadn't reached the final level of the Doomsday dungeon.

It was early morning again, and it was early morning because Dylan Grant always showed up early in the morning.

Loneliness can make people speechless, so Lu Cichuan asked casually, "Is this number from my male father before?"

Dylan said: "No, this account belongs to me, and Shanyoufusu belongs to him, but he destroyed the account later, and I did everything possible to restore it."

Lu Cichuan nodded. He looked at the more and more lily orchid flowers in the abyss. He had a hunch that it was today.

Dylan also had this hunch, he released Huang and let Huang return to Lu Cichuan's spiritual sea.

Staring at Lu Cichuan for a moment, Dylan said slowly, "You are actually lucky."

Lu Cichuan also felt the same way, whether it was the first life he met with Marshal Possessing Huang, or this life when he was dressed as a male worm and met Luo.

"Many people have been trapped in a misfortune since birth. Lu Wen is like this, and then he will be trapped by this misfortune for all his life, and he will never be able to break free."

This is the first time Dylan mentioned Lu Wen.

Lu Cichuan has no empathy for the villain, but it looks like Dylan Grant is very good-looking, so he asked, "Then will you help Lu Wen and help your son become the Insect King?"

"He's just a soul from another world, not my son." Dylan said without emotion.

After a while, he seemed to be a little tired again, and said softly, "...I can't solve the problem by helping him become the Insect King. Besides, I have helped enough."

This was the last time they talked. For no reason, Lu Cichuan believed what Dylan said. In short, the dove of peace will not be Lu Wen's help, so Lu Cichuan can rest assured.

The final battle of the Doomsday dungeon ended quickly. To some extent, Dylan didn't even resist much. He took one last look at the insects that had invaded the abyss of Lily of the Valley.

Lu Cichuan followed his line of sight and saw Lu Ning at a glance.

In the next instant, Dylan Grant's holographic projection scattered into a sky of lily-of-the-valley flowers.

I haven't seen each other for a month, Luo's face looks a lot worse. The last time we met, he was less than level 50, but now he has risen to the full level of 150.

After Ara returned to Lu Cichuan's spiritual sea, the progress bar of favorability started to work again. Lu Cichuan looked at the slowly increasing number. As Luo approached him step by step, he finally crossed the 75% mark.

Luo carefully looked at Lu Cichuan, and after confirming that Lu Cichuan was all right, his frown gradually eased.

The familiar fever and syncope struck again, Lu Cichuan took Luo's hand, seized the last moment of sobriety and said, "Play the game first, my genetic level is about to break through again."

A week later, there was another heavy snowfall in the imperial district. When Lu Cichuan woke up again, the sky was snowing outside the window, and the whole world was covered in silver.

Luo slept beside his bed, probably because of excessive worry, the long light blue hair lost its original luster.

Lu Cichuan reached out and touched it. Unlike the supple texture when he dried Luo's hair last time, the texture of his hair has obviously become a little dry.

Although his movements were very light, he still woke up Luo, who was already very keen. Seeing him awake, Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'll call Dr. Robert."

Lu Cichuan has experienced the breakthrough of the genetic level three times. It can be said that he was born again and matured the second time. After Dr. Robert checked around, the result was the same as the previous few times. Lu Cichuan's body is very healthy and his spirit is full Also getting fuller.

Lu Cichuan has had too many incidents, so many that Lu Ning and Alvin are not in the palace or the manor today, so they went to worship the insect **** to pray for him.

Not having to face Lu Ning, Lu Cichuan felt a little more relaxed for some reason, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He changed into winter clothes, originally wanted Luo to catch up on sleep and go out for a walk, but Luo Mingming had already dyed a light blue and black, but he insisted that he was not sleepy and insisted on accompany him Together.

After a long stalemate, Lu Cichuan finally had to change into his clothes and lay back on the bed, and decided to accompany Luo to make up for his sleep first.

After the usual forehead stickers, Lu Cichuan found that the small sapling in Luo Jinghai had grown to more than half a meter high. During his absence, this little sapling effectively relieved Luo from the day and night mental pain many times.

Luo was still too tired, he smelled Lu Cichuan's pheromone, but fell into a deep sleep after a while, his chest rising and falling regularly.

Lu Cichuan remained motionless, his eyes tracing Luo Gao's nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and kiss-like mouth back and forth.

His heart was suddenly sore and swollen, as if he had embraced all the beauty in the world, and he was really too happy.

After all, not everyone can meet someone they like, and not only did he meet, but the other party also happened to like him. There was neither an absolute confrontation between them, nor a sharp and irreconcilable conflict.

Lu Cichuan remembered what Dylan Grant said again.

"You're actually lucky."

He was really lucky.

Lu Cichuan slept with Luo for four hours, and after four hours, not only Luo but also Lu Cichuan's spiritual desolation was awake.

"It's terrifying." This is the first time that artificial intelligence has suffered such a severe crisis, with a hint of fear in his tone, "I almost thought I would never see you again, General."

Lu Cichuan said with guilt: "I'm sorry, I didn't know he was so powerful, and he shouldn't have sent you to risk yourself."

"Sacrificing for you is also one of my duties." Huang paused and said honestly, "Although I am more than happy to accompany you."

"I'm not happy to lose a friend either." Thinking of his distant hometown, Lu Cichuan was still a little sad. He said softly, "I'm even less happy to lose the only connection with the empire."

Huang felt that his heart suddenly softened, although there is no such thing as a heart in his physiological structure, it may be that Lu Cichuan's words hit some kind of algorithm program inside him, so Huang said very gently: "Then You can rest assured that I will always be with you."

When Luo woke up, it was time for them to go for a walk together.

This time, Lu Cichuan didn't wear a light and thin thermostatic coat. Instead, he chose a heavier down jacket with a fur collar on the clothes, wrapping his entire worm mass and walking like a penguin.

Although it was a bit cold outside, Lu Cichuan, who had been lying in the holographic game cabin for a month, felt the precious truth.

It's been a week since the God's Christmas. Although Lu Cichuan was not at the time, the manor was still dressed up. At first glance, it was extraordinarily prosperous and beaming, and it looked a lot like the New Year in the empire.

"It's a shame." Lu Cichuan looked at the red, which symbolized the festive atmosphere, and said sadly, "Precious holiday, so many plans have not been done, and I just lied down for more than a month."

Luo's hands were so large that they could wrap Lu Cichuan's hands, and a steady stream of warmth was passed along the tightly held hands of the two insects.

"It's okay, we still have time."

In the wind and snow, Luo's voice was as cold as ice and snow, but it was warmer than those lively and festive outfits.

He paused, looked at Lu Cichuan without blinking, and said in a very serious tone, "We still have years and years."

The author says:

In fact, I'm taking the main line... but there is no specific game that describes qaq later.

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