Behind the mousse.

A crack suddenly appeared in the black pressed mid-air. The crack slowly widened, and black whirlpools swirled around it—and when you looked inside, it was pitch black, and eventually the whirlpools formed a size that could accommodate a person in and out.

In just a few seconds, the sudden crack disappeared on its own.

Immediately afterward, several gray streaks of smoke wrapped around Mousse's back like ribbons, from the top of his head to the bottom.

The gray ribbon-shaped smoke floated in front of Mousse's eyes, twisted and pinched, and gathered in one place to form a rich color, and then this color conjured into a fair, sickly hand.

The hands are white and long.

This was Mousse's first reaction.

Just when Mousse was stunned, the hand gently covered Mousse's eyes, and her vision suddenly fell into darkness.

Then.

The gray smoke that swirled behind the mousse transformed into a black head, and then the upper body, the lower body, and the ankles...... Finally, it takes on the form of a male human. The man's face was even more pale and sickly with his pure black hair, and it was clear from his appearance that he was a sick and difficult person to mess with.

The man's head rested lightly on Mousse's shoulder, and he blew into Mousse's ear in an ethereal voice: "Shhhhh

Mousse only felt the cold palm covering his eyes, and a slightly hot head leaned against his shoulder, spitting cold air into his ear.

"Who are you?" Mousse is exceptionally calm.

Ahh

In other words, which world is this the male protagonist of the world?

Interstellar,Infinite,Cultivating immortals,The male protagonist of Western fantasy has passed.,Which one is this and stepping on the horse?,Huh?

So many guys can't necessarily guess it by themselves, what if they guess wrong?! Mousse always had a feeling that if he guessed the wrong name, he would die miserably.

"Can I let go of your hand first?" The person behind this covered his eyes, and he saw everything, and he didn't know which male protagonist it was. Mousse is as plain as a dog on the surface, but he is very crazy inside.

The man chuckled and didn't let go, but Mousse sighed in his ear, "Finally, I got you." ”

"Si."

Mousse said: Big guy, I'm really flustered.

"Who are you?" Mousse asked again.

The man still didn't answer the question.

He just covered Mousse's eyes with smoke and illusion, so that Mousse could not see himself. Then he greedily swept Mousse's face with his gaze, and then his gaze became a little strange.

"Si, why did you leave me?"

"Si."

Hearing this, Mousse crossed several very familiar images in his mind.

She felt a chill in her heart.

Only one person in so many worlds would call himself that.

He is...... The madman of that world!!

Mousse has been to many worlds.

Some worlds are worth staying, some are worth remembering, and some worlds are like nightmares trying to escape—

And that madman is Mousse's fast-wearing nightmare, the kind that can scare crying children.

"You, you're tired of the sea......" Mousse opened his mouth, and his voice couldn't help but tremble.

The man still didn't answer, just immersed himself in his own thoughts, and kept asking, "Why did you leave me, Si?" ”

"Don't you like me?"

"You hate me."

"That'...... May I kill you, Si. As he spoke, the man pressed his palm against Mousse's neck.

He contracted his strength as he muttered repeatedly, "What you don't like should be destroyed, and what you don't like should be destroyed." ”

"Si, you're broken."

"Bad things, should-destroy-get rid of."

"No—" Mousse blushed and spat out a word, a little difficult, "I, I didn't." ”