MTL - It’s Actually Not Easy Wanting to be a Supporting Male Lead-Chapter 162

Just as the protagonist attacked an ant anxiously like a hot pot, and the moment the brain made up a hundred and eight kinds of cockroaches to suffer the possibility of torture, the "be held" was confirmed after the defender confirmed that there was no pursuit. It was released with respect and respect. He licked the neck that had just been shackled, and some of them were twisted uncomfortably, and the "glasses boy" stood in a place not far from him, and he was never too wicked, but he seemed to be afraid of him. I am looking for trouble.

"How? Was it hurt?" Zhao Wei and his frowning, who had caught up, looked at the neck of a reddish fingerprint, and the language was unpleasant.

"The glasses boy" subconsciously shrunk his neck and looked terrified.

"Nothing." He naturally couldn't bear to be afraid of Zhao Wei and threatened the "glasses boy" again. He waved his hand to indicate that "he" could leave. The "glasses boy" naturally did not delay, and quickly took a gift to the two people, and they couldn't wait to turn into a black mist, and disappeared instantly.

"Are you looking for a place to hide in the next place?" I know that the protagonist is definitely searching for his figure at the moment. He didn't dare to delay too much and asked quickly.

"Well, I have already found it." Zhao Yuhe told him to keep up, and then turned to the most central portrait of the second floor of the mansion. I didn't know what he was playing with. The portrait slowly moved to the side. It reveals the stairs leading to the third floor hidden behind.

"Going to the third floor? This is a good note." He agreed to nod.

Although in the plot, the protagonists finally went to the third floor, but now there are Zhao Yu and the owner of the house, they estimate that even if the protagonist aura is brilliant, it is probably impossible to find a way. Yan Anan went to the third floor behind Zhao Yuhe and whispered about the plan.

The third floor is the place where the owner of the house lives. Whether it is luxury or comfort, it is not the same as downstairs. Such a good place is naturally enlisted by Zhao Wei and his master. As for the real master, he is probably working diligently to complete the tasks assigned by Zhao Wei and his work.

I went to the bathroom and took a shower. As for why there is a hot water bug in the ghost house, don't scrutinize it - then lazily throw yourself down on the soft bed.

Although it is only a few days, the fatigue accumulated by the body has reached a very high level. Once you relax, you feel that the small body you are possessing is screaming uncomfortable.

Just when I was going to take a good night's sleep, Zhao Yihe, who was unwilling to be lonely, touched his side early, and the cold fingers crossed the bare skin, bringing a burst of cool shudder. I want to avoid it, but the other person is like a shadow, want to push, but can only touch a handful of air.

"I am very tired..." I can't cope, and I have to cry out for mercy. Zhao Wei and some regretted to watch him for a moment, and ultimately lost in the watery eyes of his own lovers, had to make a compromise.

"Well, let's take a break for a while today." Zhao Yuhe sat up and helped to lick the quilt. Then he followed him with some wet hair. "In any case, we probably have to stay here for a while." time."

隋垣: "....................."

Silence for a long while, I have to say what I have been entangled in my heart for a long time: "Does the ghost have desires, hopes and the like?"

"The ghost of this world should have it? Otherwise, why is the ghost in the plot chasing Yang Yue?" Zhao Yu and thinking for a moment, the answer is reasonable.

"Even if you don't feel awkward? You are a ghost and I am a human..." Frowning his eyebrows, and as soon as he thought of the scene, he licked his goose bumps.

Zhao Wei and his stunned eyes blinked, completely unmoved: "I don't want to twist? I feel quite stimulating. Very special experience, isn't it? Isn't it a pity to not try it?"

Looking at his own lover silently, he was finally discouraged to wrap himself in the quilt - anyway, let him have a good night's sleep, only to recharge his talents, to cope with someone next. Entangled and seeking. Huan.

隋垣 and Zhao Weihe’s small days on the third floor can be said to be very refreshing. Apart from the irreconcilable contradiction in some bed sports, there are foods to eat, tired to sleep at any time, boring, you can also read books and bullets. Playing the piano and making paintings is uncomfortable. The life of the protagonist downstairs can only be said to be so hot.

Although obeying Zhao’s instructions, the master’s position is quite good, and it does not cause any irreparable harm to the two, but from the perspective of Yang Yue and Ming Hai, they are only by good luck. I have survived again and again.

Since Xiao Yu was robbed, the entire mansion seems to have fallen into a riot, and unscrupulously reveals fangs toward them. Originally, they were able to reconcile their energy to find the whereabouts of Xiao Yu, but soon, the two people who were innocent and self-sufficient could only be exhausted and never dare to imagine other unrealistic things.

Wen Jing’s girl is still unable to escape from death. After all, she is one of the reasons that led Xiao Xiao’s “missing”. Even if Yang Yue and Ming Hai could not do anything to her because of her conscience, the resentment that could not be vented is really pressing. In the heart, let them not be able to save their lives when they are in danger, and a moment of hesitation is enough to take away her life.

In addition to Xiao Yu, who is "unknown", the companions who entered the house together now have only Yang Yue and Ming Hai. The two can't say whether they are sad or unwilling, but the hope of surviving is getting worse every day, which makes them feel at a loss. And full of pain.

"You said, are we really unable to go out?" Once again escaped from the chasing of the ghosts, Yang Yue gasped, holding the wall in one hand, holding a sore knee in one hand, and smiled openly.

Minghai silently helped him: "Don't give up, if we give up, what should Xiao Xiao do?"

"Xiao Yu..." Yang Yue’s eyes glimpsed. Of course he did not want Xiao Yu to have an accident, but sometimes, not only hope is enough.

"Let's go, let's move on." Yang Yueqiang swelled up, and straightened up under the help of Minghai. He just had to move but suddenly moved, and he turned his head and looked at Minghai with amazement. "...have you listened?" What is the sound?"

"What sound?" Minghai frowned, and he squinted.

"Yes, like a sly voice... He is calling us..." Yang Yue was a little surprised. "Because I always think about his things, so I hear it? Or..." Yang Yue’s throat "I still suffered misfortune and became a ghost, so only I can hear...?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The sound of the sound of Yang Hai interrupted Yang Yue, and his eyes were slightly bright. "I also heard it. Although it is a little fuzzy, it is indeed Xiao Yu's voice!"

This discovery is like a dose of stimulant. It instantly invigorates the two people who are already languid. They carefully discern the direction of the sound and follow it. Although this may also be the ghost to attract them. Trap, but Yang Yue and Ming Hai can't give up any possibility.

All the way carefully, I went to the side gallery on the first floor. Yang Yue and Ming Hai were pleasantly surprised to see that the familiar thin and weak boy was standing there healthily, and the black-eyed eyes were watching them. With joy and peace of mind.

"Hey!" Yang Yue involuntarily accelerated his pace, and his feeling of recovery made him feel excited and difficult to himself. He couldn’t wait to get faster and faster, and he held the boy in his arms, but unexpectedly the boy suddenly changed his face. :"Be careful!"

Yang Yue turned his head subconsciously and suddenly found out that behind him did not know when an ice blue ghost appeared. The ghost wore a funny clown costume, and his face was painted with exaggerated oil paint. Not waiting for Yang Yue to react, he would The clown slammed into the wall of the corridor, and the internal organs seemed to shift the pain.

Fortunately, the clown did not take the opportunity to come back for the second time. It was not that he did not want to, but was kicked aside by another ghost that suddenly popped up.

The chunky clown turned a few heads in the air and just wanted to get angry with the people who stopped it, but soon, this anger turned into a charming smile: "Hey, hey~ Isn't this a steward? What about you?" Have time to run here to play ~?"

"Housekeeper?!" Yang Yue looked at the ghost of the tuxedo in a tightly arranged manner, and was very surprised at the true identity of the other party. However, the ghost of the tuxedo did not give him a look, but stared at the clown arrogantly and indifferently, spit out a word: "Roll."

The clown's cheeks were pumped, angry, but did not dare to resist the other party. Without saying a word, they disappeared in the same place. Yang Yue stiffened his body and looked at the ghost of being suddenly crowned as a steward. He still heard a rush of footsteps without asking.

"You, are you okay?" He rushed to the protagonist and was eagerly looking up and down. The clown is the most disobedient and rebellious ghost in this mansion. He is afraid that it will hurt Yang Yue and make their plans fall short.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Yang Yue turned his eyes and looked at him, smiling. It is no longer important to have a stewardship. It is important that his Xiao Yu is still good and they can meet again.

Yang Yue stretched his arms and wanted to hold the boy into his arms, only to find that the other person had stepped back as if he was frightened and opened his distance. Yang Yue looked at him with amazement, and some were overwhelmed, and he barely showed a smile. He looked at Yang Yue and turned his head and glanced at Minghai: "I... I have found a way out, very soon. You can leave this house."

The expression on Yang Yue’s face slowly converges. Although he was really happy when he heard that he could go out, very quickly, an unpredictable premonition completely enveloped him. Yang Yue walked to the side of Minghai, facing the sly, staring at each of his expressions, but the first thing he spoke was not him.

"...we? Then you? Don't you be with us?" Minghai asked quietly.

He shook his head gently: "No, I want to stay here."

"This is... the so-called exchange condition?" Yang Yue bit his teeth tightly. "You know that we never thought about using you for freedom!"

"I am willing!" He interrupted Yang Yue’s words and straightened his eyes. "I volunteered to stay here! I used to be afraid because I couldn’t see the ghost, but now...I I can see it. In fact, everything is not as bad as I thought. There are also good people in the ghost. He saved me. It is very good to me. I like him very much, so I will stay with him voluntarily... Come, you can leave here, isn't it the best of both worlds?"

Yang Yue looked at the embarrassment of trying to explain, his eyes were sad, but his tone was categorical: "You lied."

隋垣: ".............................."

"You never lie, hehe." Yang Yue raised his hand and covered his head, and snorted gently. "Your acting is too bad."

隋垣: ".....................qaq"

- For the first time, people were told that their acting skills were poor, and the whole person was shocked! This seems to him to be the most horrible ginseng cock!

"Oh, what if he lie? Do you have the right to choose?" Zhao Wei and a hand that put Yang Yue on the hoe, and then pulled his lover behind him, looking at the eyes with sarcasm To attack the protagonist, "If you don't leave, how long do you think you will be lucky?" Xiao Yu's wish is to let you leave safely, so I will agree to do so. If you don't leave, let him watch it. Are you dead here, and then the rest of your life is difficult to relieve and painful?"

Yang Yue opened his mouth and wanted to refute it, but he suddenly found himself without any position. This period of experience completely obliterated his pride and confidence, Yang Yue has never really felt the imminent death. As the butler said, the ghosts are likely to kill them anytime and anywhere. If you stay here, waiting for him and Minghai will only be dead. And their death, in addition to making Xiao Yu more painful, will not have any benefit.

- It is obvious that Xiao Yu sacrificed himself to save them, and even if they were not willing, they had to leave for Xiao Yu... This kind of cause and effect is ridiculous and ridiculous.

"I will live very well, don't worry." I found Yang Yue's shake, and I quickly hit the iron. Since it was already ooc, I just broke the can and broke the ooc. "I know my character has been It’s not flattering. Only you and Ming Haige are better for me. Now, it’s time for me to grow up... Really, I promise, I will live well.”

Yang Yue didn't know what he should say. He really didn't have a choice - just, he was not willing, no matter how unwilling he left!

It is a pity that Zhao Yuhe can be impatient to watch the life and death of his lover and others. He sneer and raise his hand. In the blink of an eye, the side door behind the crowd seemed to be a decorative door suddenly opened without warning. A huge suction made Yang Yue and Ming Hai unable to control the balance of the body, and involuntarily regressed in the direction of the side door.

"Xiao Yu--!!" Yang Yue subconsciously reached out and wanted to catch the shackles, but was blocked by Zhao Wei and mercilessly. He could only watch the thin young boy getting farther and farther away from himself.

Yang Yue, who can't resist this kind of suction, only had time to leave a sentence, "I will come back to you, so please be sure to live well," and disappeared behind the door with Minghai. The side door closed again at the moment when the two disappeared, and it was isolated from all the sounds. When I stared at the silent side door for a moment, I finally relaxed my breath: "So... if it is over?"

"Ah, yeah, I finally sent these two guys away." Zhao Wei and lazily stretched his body, and soon he would say goodbye to being a ghost, and he could do something strange about his lover. The days of refusal are deeply regrettable.

"But... what does he mean in the last sentence? Is it really necessary to come back to death?" Frowning, I don't know why there is always some anxiety.

"Do you care about him? Anyway, this has nothing to do with you and me." Zhao Wei and his shoulders, casually replied, "Our mission is over, very smooth."

When I talked about this, I was immediately happy, and in the blink of an eye, I forgot the protagonist's attack, and the protagonist attacked and experienced a dizzy, whirlwind, and realized that he was falling in a forest. On the open ground.

The surrounding scenery seems to be somewhat familiar. Yang Yue and Ming Hai faintly remember that not long ago, they were raining through the forest, which found the ancient mansion built on the open space.

Nowadays, the forest is as old as ever, and the open space between the forests is still there. It is just that the mansion disappears like a phantom. It seems that they have only had a nightmare.

Yang Yueyu closed his eyes and ten fingers pressed hard to cover the soil under his body, and he took a long breath.

"We will be back." Minghai stood up and looked at the position where the mansion was supposed to stand. The tone was firm. "We will save him, don't give up."

"Of course not." Yang Yue pulled his mouth and slowly straightened up, looking in the same direction as Minghai. He seems to be able to feel the boy he will never forget. He is now standing in an invisible mansion and watching them silently with sad eyes. "Now, we are too weak to overcome these ghosts." - But there is always a way, the ghost will always have something to fear, and we will definitely come back again."

Both Yang Yue and Ming Hai turned and walked toward the position where the car broke down in memory, and once their beliefs were firm, they would never change. They will spend the rest of their lives to honor the vows at this moment.

- So, returning to the intersection of the world and the world, but being pulled into the source space, Zhao Weihe is a bit dumbfounded.

"What?! Waiting - this is not the same as saying good!" Just got a big score, and it was too late to be so happy that he was stupid.

"I did say that you can not care about the plot, but who knows that you have changed the plot so ridiculously." If the source is rich in emotions, then I really want to "hehe" these two people face, "in the plot, the protagonist attacked and passed A series of events, learned the method of confrontation with the ghost, and eventually returned to the original mansion, but the purpose is to completely solve the owner of the house that has been troublesome for them. Now, the owner of the house did not go out, Instead, he stayed in the house and couldn’t squat again. The main character attacked and returned to the house was also turned into a rescue for Xiao Yu. At that time, they went back to the house, but did not see the housekeeper and Xiao Yu, how to solve it? ?"

"Just... just when they are dead, isn’t it?" He blinked his eyes and replied slyly, and then he was stunned by the cold eyes of his source and could not speak.

"Things are fixed." The source originally did not intend to ask these two people, and made a decision on their own, "When the story progresses to that point, you will go back and solve it."

Hey: "......... I knew it would be like this, I just let Xiao Yu die... qaq"

Zhao Weihe: "...hehe, I was originally planning this. Who said that Yang Yue is a good person, afraid that he is too irritating, and he can’t bear it, so he just wants a He?"

He stunned his face in pain: "I was wrong... I will not be confused again in the future.

5237: "...The first time I heard that the player had left behind after completing the task, and was forced to send it back to continue with the plot, it was really up..."

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