52. The Fourth World

Returning safely to the space, the words of congratulations rarely appeared, and the space was silent.

"Host, don't blame yourself too much, it's time for us to go to the next world."

Gu Mingran sat listlessly on the small chair in the space, bowed his waist, and hung his head down.

"I don't understand why he chose to die."

He paused: "I feel very depressed in my chest. ”

"According to the memory extraction from the host, Mu Shuge is a reborn person, I think he has experienced Li Ziwen's persecution and courtship, so he finally woke up and didn't want to become that kind of person."

“....”

"It's just that he can't get a host, the obsession in his heart is too strong, he feels very painful, and death is the best destination."

From the windowsill to the floor, in just a few seconds, a life is gone.

"He's just a game character." Mechanical sound reminder.

"I know..."

It is precisely because he knows that he has always been wary of not putting his feelings on anyone in the game.

But when you close your eyes, Mu Shuge's gentleness and intimacy will come to mind. Thinking about his ending again, his heart was sour, and he couldn't hate this person.

"I really like you, but I really want to give you freedom."

The corners of the man's reddened eyes were clear with tears.

Gu Mingran sighed deeply.

"System, if I say that no matter what the cost, as long as I can go back to the third world one more time, is that okay?"

The mechanical sound was silent for a few seconds, and it was running rapidly.

"I have asked the superior, and the superior replied: After the host completes all the intermediate worlds, it can get 1w points."

The young man's eyes lit up: "Yes, that's so much.."

"The host currently has 3050 points, and the system will automatically deduct 1000 points to improve your heartthrob skills. There are currently 2050 points left. ”

"......" covered his kidneys and coughed up a mouthful of old blood.

"There's not much time to rest, please prepare, the next world jump point is about to &*......%¥??"

Gu Luoran: "...... What are you doing.."

"79879...No、Not good......*&......*" The mechanical voice said with difficulty: "&&89...host...^%&^%& seems... Sick &(&98 poison...%......&%&"

Youth: ".... Big brother, you hold on. ”

"Di Di Di Di"

A piercing siren sounded suddenly, and a dark red glow descended into the air. The sound of electricity and crashing continued to approach from far away in space, and the atmosphere was eerie and terrifying.

"The host... Jump to the next world... I can't accompany you&(*&... I'm going to.. &(*Superior&(&(##@@??? ##修复...."

At this critical juncture, the mechanical sound spelling force opens the jump point: "Host. . . &*(&Add, refuel678&(*&(???"

The young man hesitated, worried about the mechanical sound, and he was not at ease without the mechanical sound, how would the next world be closed.

"Host...^(*& Quick!) The mechanical voice urged: "I... Implant Opinion Acceptance*)(*) into the host's brain&(&("

Seeing that the mechanical sound couldn't hold on, the young man had no choice but to clench his fists and say, "You fix it well, I will definitely complete the task excellently!" ”

He didn't dare to look at the eroded space anymore, and walked into the light of the jumping point without looking back.

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The smoke and rain are hazy, the south of the Yangtze River is like water, several Tingting girls have fluttering long skirts, holding beautiful paper umbrellas and guarding the edge of Panlang Lake, casually appreciating the lotus leaves in the rain, but they are actually looking forward to waiting for their lovers.

"Look, look, Gu Lang is here!"

Qianqianyu's hand excitedly pointed to a boat slowly floating in the lake, and the women hurriedly looked over, only to see a handsome boy in white clothes and black hair standing at the head of the boat, and a black umbrella covered his eyebrows.

The wide robe is embroidered with a chic green bamboo pattern, this black hair splashed with ink, and the tall posture is not who the rumored white-clothed Yulang in the world will be.

"Gu Lang!"

"Gu Lang! ~”

The sound of anticipation, the girls stomped their feet anxiously, eager to run directly into the water, straight to the son.

The black umbrella was raised back, and the white-clothed boy's eyes were slightly bent, and his pale lips were raised and nodded at them. The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and in this smoke and rain, there is a touch of sorrowful temperament.

"Ahh If you can't marry Gu Lang, it's really boring to live in this world. ”

Embarrassed by their own muttering, the girls stared at the boat that gradually disappeared in the distance.

Away from the sight of the girls, Gu Qinglang lowered his umbrella again and asked the boatman: "When will this bamboo temple arrive?" ”

The boat family said honestly: "Soon, soon, but I take the liberty to ask, I don't know what happened to the son of the son to go to the bamboo temple?" ”

With such a delicate son, don't you want to become a monk?

How many girls should be heartbroken.

Gu Qinglang pursed his lips and smiled: "It's just to save people." ”

His dark eyes stared at the smoky lake, and he bowed his head in silence.

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Off-topic: Ah... I am more painstaking in the ancient texts, but... I want a monk to attack, so no matter how hard I work, I have to write.

Also: ask for flowers, ask for flowers, want flowers.... (pleading eye QAQ)