MTL - There Will Always Be Protagonists With Delusions of Starting a Harem-Chapter 36 Cold love prince

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Two days passed. In these two days, the system popped up three reminders. The first time the town government announced that An Chengjie was not dead, the system prompts that the chances of An Chengsheng and the protagonist fall to 5 %; The second time is when An Chengjie’s news for the boss behind the treasure chest is spread, the system prompts An Chengsheng and the protagonist’s love chance to return to zero, the first soul flag is removed; the third time is to confirm An Chengjie escape When the news to the northwest direction came out, the system prompted that the probability of love between Lei Baofei and the protagonist fell to 10%.

Ye Zhizhou poked the boring information of the light screen, thinking about why Yan Mingyong did not come, and was irritated by the seven emperors. He wrote a few secret names of the seven emperors on the papers of the seven emperors, and also mentioned that there are good things to be dedicated to him, and then left a relatively vague instrument map and clues pointing to himself. It makes no sense. No response now, is it that the seven emperors can't understand the device map? Can the protagonist in the original plot not also use the instrument map to completely evoke the interest of the Seven Emperors?

Now the possibility of An Chengjie and the Seven Emperors meeting is basically zero. It is reasonable to say that the probability of love should also drop, but the fact is that the chance of love of the devil has not moved, and it is still 100%, which is completely Not scientific! Is it possible that the seven emperors and An Chengjie have the possibility of meeting? If there is, then the autumn hunting after more than a month...

He glanced at the weather outside, and his thoughts were slightly running. It is said that Da Yan’s autumn hunting is not worthy of its name. It’s only a few days after summer. After a month or so, isn’t it hot? How to hunt in autumn, shouldn’t it be summer hunting?

I thought about it in a day, and he leaned on the porch railing and looked at the direction of the door, sighing. What the **** bear child is doing, when are you going to pick it up and go back? The whereabouts of the protagonist’s disappearance are unknown, and he has a panic.

Because of the things in my heart, he slept a little at night, and suddenly felt a sinking in his half-awake, and the conditional reflexes struggled a few times, unable to earn, and woke up. The feeling of being entangled is familiar and irritating. He instinctively turned over and pressed people under his body. After seeing the beautiful little face of his body, he sneered. "Oh, our eight emperors are finally trying to draft people. Isn't it expensive for you?"

Yan Mingyong raised his hand and touched his face. His expression could not be seen clearly in the shadows. The voice was a bit rustling. Without the cleanliness of the past, "I'm angry? Don't be angry, I brought you a present."

He quickly noticed the lover's wrong, retired a little open the bed, looked at his face in the moonlight outside the window, and touched his body up and down, frowning. "What happened to you? Some are wrong." It looks okay on the body, but the state is too calm and calm, not like the previous bear child, but the shadow of the previous two.

"That is... some tired." Yan Mingyong was touched by his body, his ears were a little hot and pulled off the bed, his limbs were wrapped up, and the topic was transferred. "Lee, my medicine is finished, and my chest hurts recently." ""

He was distracted, and he came up again with a sigh of relief. He raised his hand and angered his face. "Let you bear! Didn't you let Dean bring you medicine? He didn't send it to you?"

Yan Ming never talks, bowing his neck and shoulders, like a sticky dog.

This is just like changing a person, not only is it not a bear but also cute! He was not angry or angry. He held his back and smacked his face and tried to say something, but found that the other person had fallen asleep in his arms.

It’s awkward... I’m alone for a while, he simply puts people in his arms and hugs them. After a little bit of patience in his heart, he pokes the system in his heart. “Toon, you scan him again, the soul is really no problem. ?"

After half a minute, the light screen pops up, [the soul data is normal. ]

He sighed for a long time, he hesitated a moment, bowed his head and the other side, and divided a small amount of mental power into the other's brain, did not dare to go deep, turned around in the shallow, almost as guessed I found traces of spiritual strength, and I was a little nervous to withdraw. I looked at his pale face and my eyes were dim.

What to do, this task is almost finished, if the next generation of love still has to go...

On the second day, he got out of bed and stared at a fine breakfast.

Yan Mingyong frowned, reaching out and holding his hand, and people rely on the past, "I have no appetite? Or do you like to eat these?"

Looking at the other person with a worried look, he endured the urge to sigh, and took his hand back, hesitating, "Ming Yong, I mean if, if we have the next life, you..."

"You are mine." Before he finished, Yan Ming interrupted his words, grabbed his hand and tightened it. The well-behaved mask on his face quickly broke, and his tone was paranoid and crazy. "You will also be in your next life." Don't want to escape, you can only be mine!"

... It is still the bear child, the tricks of last night are illusions!

Ye Zhizhou glanced at him, wondering what to do, and was annoyed with how to reverse his "bearishness". His eyes inadvertently swept the zither in the corner of the room. His eyes lit up and excited. "Ming Yong, I blew the tune. Listen to you!"

In the middle of the brain, Yan Mingyong, who is chasing the bundled black house play, quickly put away his sly expression, remembered what the words were saying, and he was busy and pretending to look like a good look. "Okay, but you have to eat first."

After quickly solving the breakfast, Ye Zhizhou pushed Yan Mingyong to the small garden and placed him properly in the gazebo. He slightly shook his sleeves from the space and took the harmonica that he bought for the last time. He shook, "I let Dean went back to move the small couch. You read the book first and sleep directly when you are sleepy."

Yan Mingyong was very curious about what he was holding in his hand, but when he saw his eagerness, he pressed the doubts and listened to the book. Anyway, as long as Le is with him, the other party can do anything.

After the two worlds, Ye Zhizhou’s harmonica skills changed from horrible to reluctant to listen. When the first note came out, Yan Mingyong’s hand flipped through the book, his expression slightly glanced at him, and he quickly bowed his head. Continue to flip the book. Although I know that Le Ren’s gentleman is not very good, but now I feel it... I will teach myself later.

The sound of the piano has become smooth and continuous from the beginning. Ye Zhizhou is seated on the gazebo fence. Carefully release the spirit and wrap it around the music, and try to make the mental power gentle and slow under the influence of the music.

Yan Mingyong only thinks that the more weird songs are more attractive, the nerves are not consciously relaxed, and the hand turning the book slows down. After a quarter of an hour, he fell asleep in a wheelchair. Dean, who was outside the pavilion, walked in softly, greeted Zijinwei to put down the small couch, and then put a blanket, pillow, etc., and then stepped out of the pavilion and continued to stay outside. .

The music paused and stopped. Ye Zhizhou put down the harmonica and walked over to hold Yan Ming to the small couch, touched his hair, helped him cover the blanket, and returned to the fence to lean on it, continuing to blow up. In order to prevent the lover from continuing to follow and lead to the consumption of the soul, from today, he must help the lover to cultivate spiritual strength.

The relaxed sweet atmosphere between the two gave Ye Zhizhou a kind of Yan Mingyong feeling very good, they will soon be able to return to Beijing's illusion, but the fact gave him a headache!

"Do you want to stay here for rest? Until autumn hunting?"

"Yeah." Yan Mingyong slowly flipped through a page of books and didn't lift his head. "I have already asked the father's consent before I came out."

"What about my parents?"

"Zhen Guogong knows the location here, and I will come to you when I miss you."

"But I want to go back to Beijing."

Yan Mingyong's action on the book stopped, looked up and looked at his look, squinted, pinched his hand, faintly replied, "wait for autumn hunting."

"can……"

"I know that you care about An Chengjie's current news." Yan Mingyong put the book aside and moved the wheelchair to him. "I know that he just yelled at you when he first came to the town government office, and smeared him outside. His reputation raises himself, and he knows that he has provoked your relationship with his family, and even tried to discredit your mother in the old lady... you can rest assured that he will not be better, but you don’t have to be contaminated with your hands. I will do it for you, huh?"

Ye Zhizhou was embarrassed by his passage. "You have been monitoring me and him?"

"No, I am protecting you." Yan Mingyong raised his hand and touched his cheek, his eyes were a little deep. "As for him, he is not afraid." Even if something terrible is developed, it is not enough.

Knowing that it is inseparable from the compromise of the back leaf, simply let the task go to the back of the mind and concentrate on giving the lover a spiritual power. A month later, Yan Mingyong's body was cleared of poison, and the loss of his body was raised, and finally he had a normal teenager.

"Today we are back to Beijing."

After eating lunch, I was thinking about whether or not to change the song of the first song. Ye Zhizhou was a little unresponsive, and asked questions, "Go back?"

"Yeah." Yan Mingyong has gradually no longer needed a wheelchair. When he heard the question, he steadily stepped forward and took his hand and walked outside. "The Kawagoe restaurant suddenly caught fire in the middle of the night, and the fire spread too fast. I burned a small half of the street and burned three people to burn eleven people. I need to go back and look at the specific situation."

Ye Zhizhou was shocked and instinctively denied, "How is it possible!" He did all the fire prevention measures before the opening of the restaurant. After all, the ancient buildings were wooden buildings, which must be taken seriously. And the chefs in the store, the chefs of the shopkeepers, have all been stunned. The water in several large water tanks in the backyard is also full, that is, it has a fire, and it should not be extinguished!

At this point the two had already reached the door, Yan Mingyong sent him into the carriage, said a nameless expression, "An Chengjie."

Ye Zhizhou opened his mouth slightly, silenced, and then frowned deeply.

Ye Zhizhou was very quiet on the way to the restaurant. Yan Mingyong sat with his hand and sat quietly. When the carriage went to the South Street, Ye Zhizhou finally returned to God and tightened his hand with Yan Mingyong. He said, "I don't want to go to the restaurant first. Where are the injured? I want to go see them first."

Yan Mingyong nodded and took him to the carriage. He told the coachman a few words and then took him to a pharmacy not far from the Kawagoe restaurant. Ye Zhizhou looked at the wooden buildings on the street that were burnt with only the frame left, and slowly tightened his hands. The protagonist is traversing. It is impossible to not know the danger of the fire in ancient times. If he feels that he has been ruined by his own business and ruined the road, he can hire someone to marry Kawagoe. Why should he use the uncontrollable cruelty of arson? means!

The sharp hum of the horse suddenly sounded. He screamed and saw the carriage that they had been riding suddenly. The horse was shocked and went straight to the burnt Kawagoe restaurant!

"Oops! The driver is still above!" The wooden frame of the restaurant has been burnt and swayed. If it rushes over, the driver will be in danger!

At the crucial moment, Yan Mingyong shook a small whistle from his sleeve and blew it. The next second, a black shadow swept from the shadow. Several ups and downs rushed to the front of the carriage, picking up the driver's collar and throwing people out. After that, I left soon, and I disappeared into the shadows and disappeared again.

Ye Zhizhou was relieved a little, just wanted to rush to see the driver's situation, the next second, the earth-shattering explosion came. He was shocked and looked up. He felt the unbalanced feeling that the earth was shaking. The heart was full of incredulity. Is this... explosion? Has the protagonist made explosives?

"Be careful!" Yan Mingyong thought that there was a movement, and quickly swept him to protect him.

He squatted on the ground and looked at the smoke rising after the explosion and the residents who ran out of the street, listening to the panic of the patients and the doctors in the pharmacy, and gradually became angry, the first real move. Resentful stunned the ground.

Is it crazy to set fire to the bomb? !