Meng Shen Love College

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He gave me the ubiquitous feeling...

I immediately looked around and shouted, "Emperor Donghuang—I know you are—what do you want to do—"

"Xiaolan!" Chen, Fusu, Jiang Yan, Mo Ming and my brother stood up at the same time, calling out my name.

I squeezed my hands tightly between them: "Let me fully awaken, I will fight the bug!"

"Xiaolan!" Chen suddenly screamed at me. He used such a harsh tone to me for the first time, "Have you ever thought that if we wake up the worm but can't subdue it, it will harm the world and waste life!" Chen's roar made him lose his usual calmness.

Chen clasped my arm, and the eyes under the lens were extraordinarily anxious: "Xiaolan, give us some time, let us think of a way to deal with the ground worms!" He clasped my arm tightly and calmed me down.

I lowered my face and became silent.

On one side, there is the hope of Father Nuo's rebirth.

On the other side, it is the life and death of mortal beings and gods. That insect is simply the nemesis of the Protoss. It can kill the gods and kill the demons, and know all the creatures close to it.

"I want to be alone." Nuo Low said these words, turned and disappeared between us. My brother looked worriedly at the place where Nuo disappeared, and sighed softly.

I glanced at them and lowered my face: "Is it the only way to find Donghuang..."

"Xiaolan! No!" Chen and Fusu said in unison, they grabbed my arm and hurriedly looked around.

"He's... he's... I can feel..." I stood between them blankly. I was fed up with the feeling of being controlled by the Eastern Emperor. He controlled my cage. It is not a magic circle, nor a visible sky eye, but the whole world!

"Xiaolan, calm down!" Chen stared at me tightly, "If the Eastern Emperor is really there, why didn't he take you away?!"

"Yeah...why..." I repeated dumbly, "why...why...he is waiting for me to collapse...waiting for me to surrender..."

"Maybe it's because he doesn't want to catch you!" Jiang Di said anxiously.

"Perhaps he is still playing!" Mo Ming also chased.

"Perhaps he thinks the world is pretty good now!" The voice also came from my brother.

"Perhaps because you are Xia Xiaolan and are no longer his eyes." The gentle voice can always blow into your heart like a spring breeze, soothe the panic in your heart and calm you down.

"Perhaps because he couldn't find the divine body and divine power of Heaven's Purpose." Fusu looked at me earnestly, using his calm side to soothe my restless heart.

"Xiaolan." In the end, Chen clasped my shoulders with both hands, and his gentle gaze fell on my face through his lenses, "The Donghuang lost you, and his ability to shuttle will be limited. He may be able to. Come and go to the six realms, but you may not be able to go to more places. Because you are not the eye of the sky, he knows that he takes you away now, it is useless, he is waiting for you, waiting for you to become the eye of the sky."

I gradually calmed down in the voices of everyone. Everyone was anxious for me. I was out of control. My loss of control is telling me how deeply I care about the Donghuang, and I am still afraid. He, afraid of being taken away by him, resets the world and returns everything to zero.

I will be strangers to Chen and them again, and I will completely lose them.

"I... also want to be quiet..." I sat on the float, Chen looked at everyone, and he had returned to his cold and calm expression: "Let's go, and return to the family."

"En." Fusu nodded, they looked at each other and disappeared in front of me.

I leaned back, and there was a little spiritual fire in front of me. I lay down in the world of spiritual fire, beside me, it was Nuo. I knew that if he wanted to be quiet, he would definitely come here.

"No." I sat up and leaned on his shoulders. He looked at my mother's spiritual fireball, and I looked at the moving spiritual fire, "I let you down... I'm sorry..."

His wristband passed over my body, and his face was slightly buried in my neck: "I'm cold... Lan... I'm cold..." His words brought out his unusually cold breath, and your cold temperature was completely cold. Unlike usual, it seemed that his heart was gradually being swallowed by the ice, making him completely lose his anger.

He hugged my body tightly on the side, and I held his hand that was also cold and not half the temperature, and my heart was broken by the pain.

"I'm not good..." I squeezed his hand in sadness and let his cold face rub against my neck, as if I wanted to get the warmth he wanted from me, "I gave you hope, But it makes you even more desperate..."

"Warm me... Lan... warm me..." He dragged my hand into the open white "hair" fur, and placed it on his chest, where there was no warmth.

A person’s chest should be warm, because there is a heart in it, and the heart is hot, so the chest is warm, but Nuo’s heart is...cold...

Do not……

Is dead...

It was my fault, I gave him a hope, but I tore it up in front of him with my own hands.

The most painful thing for people is not that there is no hope, but that hope is right in front of them, but out of reach.

"Lan..." His weak voice was like a dying breath, his cold lips kissed my neck, he hugged my body tightly, and began to kiss my side face, my earlobes, and cold hands. Putting on my neck, "plugging" into my collar, "Warm me...I'm cold..."

I know, No, you are cold...

Just let me...

To warm you...

Since he lost his mother goddess, darkness began to engulf his heart bit by bit. He had fun in torturing others and self-torture, no, it was to make himself feel alive.

And the death of the Father God completely swallowed his heart by darkness, his heart was completely dead, he no longer tortured others, he no longer tortured himself, because he too died.

What he needs is warmth, love, and the power to make his heart beat again and regain the light...

A cold breath came out of his lips, he slowly stood up, black trousers wrapped his lower body, white long curly hair covered his Chiguo’s back, he raised his face and stared at it. Spinning Spirit Fireball: "Lan, I will persuade my brother to come back."

I looked at him in surprise: "You have no revenge?"

"En." He nodded, turned his face slightly, and his long curly hair slightly covered his black lips, "My Father God, Mother God is no longer able to come back, I don't want you to leave me anymore." He turned Turned over, squatted in front of me, the corners of his lips raised, and a smile he had never had before appeared. He stretched out his hand and "plugged" into my face, closed his eyes and kissed my lips deeply, and sucked in my lips. In the warmth he wanted.