Beep beep beep—-
In the main god space, the white cycle hall, twenty light columns fall from the sky, but only ten of them have figures emerging from them.
"Main god, repair everyone's body completely, deduct the points from each of their bodies."
A calm and undisturbed voice echoed in his ears, and at that moment, Wu Xian's consciousness began to slowly awaken. When he opened his eyes, his vision was engulfed by a dense green light.
The previous battle with the inner demon, although it seemed like a long time had passed in terms of feeling, these events were all happening in the spiritual world, where time flow is completely different. Even if it passed a thousand years inside, it may only be a moment in reality, just like the transportation mechanism in the main god space.
Thoughts of this nature, Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to see the situation of the members of Zhongzhou team.
But just then, he felt something was off, as if there were a soft and cool object tightly embracing him.
His body trembled slightly, and Wu Xian looked down in confusion. Then he saw a pair of bright black eyes like points of ink, and a delicate face flushed with red.
Zhao Yingkong!
It seems to be the aftermath of the【forgetfulness】, after being surprised for a while, Wu Xian's mind gradually showed the image of him holding "the Forgotten One" and flying towards the sun.
So thinking, looking at the Violette Yingkong embracing himself at the moment, everything seemed reasonable... What the hell!
As agreed, I was supposed to only reappear inside my own light column after returning!!!
What's wrong! Because I'm smuggled in, so you don't treat me as a human at all!
Of course, if it was just in one light column, it would have been fine. The problem was that, because of the damage caused by eliminating the power of【extinction】, he used semi-energyized way to get out of black god suit. And Violette Yingkong had already exploded her clothes and depended on the semi-animalization of golden corner giant beast to prevent accidental exposure.
But now, with the "Forgotten One" defeated and Violette Yingkong regaining her consciousness, the semi-animalized state naturally faded away.
In other words, the two of them are currently holding each other in a completely nude state.
Meat touching meat, heart connected to heart, they can feel each other's heartbeat……To be honest, if Wu Xian is willing, he can push the progress bar to the bottom right now and then stand up and kick it directly!
It's a beautiful thought, but unfortunately, the timing is not right, and neither is the location.
Feeling the surprised and contemptuous gaze of Luo Li and other women in the production of human beings below, Wu Xian felt extremely speechless. But he also knew that now was not the time to explain. He could only take out a black cloak from his storage space to help Violette Yingkong cover her spring light, and then leave from the healing light column.
Little did Wu Xian expect that Violette Yingkong, who had always been set as a cold and stealthy assassin, not only didn't take the cloak but instead tightened her arms, embracing him even harder.
This fawning and dependent appearance, without knowing, people would think that they had a relationship long ago.
World famous painting - Zhan Lan in the healing light column!
Wu Xian was stunned, and could only cover the two of them himself with the cloak, then asked in confusion: "Yingkong, what are you doing, why don't you let me go down?"
Quickly let go, if you don't let go, Jian Lan will exchange with the main god for a chopping wood chopper and chop us both.
"Captain..."
Zhao Yingkong was buried in Wu Xian's chest, speaking in a low voice: "I remember the situation during the battle, and I know my secret now."
"In fact, I am not the real Zhao Yingkong, or I am just a sub-personality made by people. All my memories, including the hatred for that man, are fake. From beginning to end, I have been nothing but a tool to complement the owner's spiritual light."
"So, Captain, can you let me hold you for a moment... There's nothing else behind it, I just want to use this way to prove that I have truly existed."
While saying that, Zhao Yingkong raised her head and looked at Wu Xian, her eyes were already red and swollen. The once cold and indifferent face now revealed a feeling of fragility, truly pitiful.
Wu Xian's heart softened, thinking of Zhao Yingkong's ending in the original work, he also sighed unconsciously.
Then he opened his arms and embraced the crying assassin girl, and like comforting a child, he gently stroked her head and said softly:
"Don't think about it too much, you are certainly real existence. At least to me, whether it's a master personality or a sub-personality is all bullshit. You are the only one I acknowledge as Zhao Yingkong."
"Thank you, Captain..."
Zhao Yingkong leaned her head against Wu Xian's shoulder, speaking in a near-whisper, and the emotions that had been hidden in her eyes all along were now so intense that they were about to overflow, no longer able to be contained.
Wu Xian smiled slightly, just about to say something, but suddenly felt a gaze filled with killing intent staring straight at him, making him jump.
A few seconds later, he stiffly moved his gaze, towards the cycle hall below, and saw Jian Lan hugging his broad chest coldly, looking at this side coldly as if catching someone in bed.
Done for! Now this is really impossible to explain!
Damn main god! You must have been intentional!
"……"
Time went back to a minute ago.
In the world of "Van Helsing," Jian Lan had tried to attack the "Forgotten One" with her mental energy, only to be injured in return. Later, in order to call Wu Xian back, she exhausted her last bit of mental energy, falling into a deep coma until she returned to the main god space and received treatment from the healing light column before finally waking up.
However, just as Jian Lan landed and was searching for Wu Xian's figure in a hurry, she found that the other production humans, as well as the members of Zhongzhou team who had been repaired first, were looking at her with an incredibly complicated expression, leaving her in a state of confusion.
The next second, Jian Lan realized the reason why these people had a strange look.
She saw that in the greenest light column of the cycle hall, there were two figures, her fellow girl Zhao Yingkong and her team leader boyfriend, Wu Xian Ben Xian.
Most importantly, Zhao Yingkong was tightly embracing Wu Xian, even more closely. Moreover, both seemed to have no clothes on, only a black cloak to cover their bodies, the picture was incredibly erotic.
Thunderous roar——! ！
At the sight of this, a rumbling sound of thunder echoed in Jian Lan's ears, leaving her head blank.
Looking at the two, Jian Lan felt as if the green light column had stained her whole body.
What the hell, why did she wake up to find her boyfriend held by her sister-like best friend, not wearing clothes, and she missed how many plots.
Could it be that the "Forgotten One," a demon named, was actually a succubus who, after possessing Zhao Yingkong, seduced Wu Xian, which is why this absurd scene appeared?
For a moment, Jian Lan began to wildly brainstorm the plot, from paid ones to CGs after defeat, she imagined them all one by one. The more she thought, the heavier her head felt, as if a vast grassland of Hulunbeier was pressing down on her head, making it hard for her to breathe.
Calm down, don't overthink it, maybe it's all a misunderstanding.
The two were holding each other just to develop a kind of combined technique to deal with the "Forgotten One", and because the energy burst was too strong, even their suits and clothes were damaged.
That's right! It must be like that!
My sister Zhao Yingkong is so cold and proud, and my boyfriend Wu Xian is always abstinent... In short, they two will never give me a green hat!
The comfort in her heart made her mood improve slightly.
Then, looking up, she saw Wu Xian also extending his hands to embrace Zhao Yingkong, bending down to whisper something into her ear with a gentle expression.
Jian Lan: (△'△)
Dog couple! Die!
