Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

The night is deep and lonely.

Ye Ze lay in his dormitory, unable to sleep.

Li Liu's words lingered in his heart, like a pitch-black hand, digging into his heart, pulling out the hatred he buried deep in his heart bit by bit.

Qiu Chan sang vaguely. Ye Ze forced himself to close his eyes, not to think about it.

However, opening your eyes is obsession, and closing your eyes is obsession.

When I closed my eyes, it was the mother's soft voice and the father's stern teaching.

Then came a tragic blood.

The voice of the girl wearing the silver bell was as clear as a silver bell, "--Don't even leave a dog."

The woman under the tree let out a "hmm".

Next to her, the corpses of her parents lay in a pool of blood.

...Qin Yue.

Qin Yue! ! !

Ye Ze opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were red! When he got up, he suddenly picked up the sword on the wall like a madman, and the love sword "chi" pulled away from the bamboo sheath, and the cold moonlight shone in from the window, reflecting the complicated patterns on the sword, making it even more unpredictable.

Extremely sharp, cutting iron like mud.

Revenge... Qin Yue! !

In an instant, a strong and cold breath dissipated from Ye Ze, as if somehow awakened, under the cold and cold moon, the sword of love shook loudly, the young man’s face was sharp and sharp, and a pair of dark eyes loomed faintly. After the red light, Shura seemed to come from hell, cold and without any popularity.

Around his waist, the ghost dragon jade missing the right corner was vaguely entwined with black energy.

Ye Ze slowly raised the Sword of Love.

After hearing that the former demon leader Qin Yue was imprisoned in Jianfeng Mountain, the depression and anger in his heart finally broke out at this moment!

Two hundred injustices! ! Two hundred people who died in vain in his Ye Family! !

The enmity of annihilating the door is not shared, the enemy is close at hand, how can he... how can he still lie here, doing nothing like trash? !

He had to chop up that woman a little bit and feed it to the dog to sacrifice his Ye Family's two hundred resentful spirits alive! ! !

Endlessly! !

The ghost dragon jade on the waist suddenly shines! ! In an instant, a huge dragon shape formed by a black mist sprang out from between the ghost dragon jade and curled up in a small dormitory. The black mist ghost dragon with its eyes closed slowly opened the pair of reds. The golden pupils stared at the cold boy in front of him.

It felt... a strong feeling.

This feeling is not like the last time.

But... hatred.

Very strong and depressive, like a sudden blowout of feelings that have been suppressed for a long time, it is terrifying and unbelievable.

So, after three years, it was awakened by such passionate feelings again.

"child……"

The foggy body of the ghost dragon wrapped around the young man, with deep golden pupils, "You are, do you want revenge?"

Ye Ze was slightly surprised by the ghost dragon that appeared suddenly, and then fell silent again. A pair of pitch-black eyes refracted the cold moonlight: "Born to be a cold jade without the heart, and die to be a ghost dragon without a heart."

It is for the ghost dragon jade.

The ghost dragon jade itself is just a ruthless soul stone. Later, a dragon was born. The dragon died due to the punishment of heaven. The body died and disappeared. The remnant soul was not dispersed.

Because I lose my heart, I often feel that the world is boring, and most of the people who can become evil spirits are people with strong obsessions in the world. Therefore, the ghost dragon with the heart likes to swallow evil spirits and sleep in their souls. In my dreams, I feel the scorching state of the world, and the world is full of states.

Over time, the ghost dragon jade has become a thing of exorcism, and no evil spirit dared to go up and die.

But in the same way, if he feels stronger obsessions and feelings than the evil spirits, the ghost dragon will also wake up from the dream, and in order to express "feeling the feelings of gratitude", lend him his power.

It was obviously Ye Ze's hatred for Qin Yue that awakened the ghost dragon jade from the evil ghost's dream.

Ye Ze paused, then said: "Yes."

He said word by word: "I want revenge."

The boy held the Sword of Love, his eyes showed no emotion, "I heard that anyone who awakens you can borrow strength from you."

"Yes." Ghost Dragon slowly twisted his body, leaned in front of Ye Ze, and suddenly said, "I recognize you."

Ye Ze looked at it.

"I have a bad memory. I sleep in jade all day and don't ask about the world. I always forget some people and things." Guilong said: "But I recognize you."

"Do you know why I recognize you?"

Ye Ze shook his head.

"Three years ago...I saw you."

Guilong thought for a while and recalled: "The last time I lent strength to someone was three years ago."

"There is a child."

three years ago……

Ye Ze felt a little pale when he thought of something.

"The child broke a leg. Since she awakened me, I asked her what she wanted as usual..."

Ghost Longyu said slowly, "You know, what did she say?"

The question is simple.

The ghost dragon still remembers now.

The child was alone, single-handedly, one leg was kicked off by a half-human, half-ghost monster, but he resisted the pain and did not fall, but his eyes lit up like flames. Its true body, ghost dragon jade, was snatched by a puppet and lost its shelter. Thousands of evil ghosts were overwhelmed and surrounded by ghosts. The child’s lonely spirit suffered the torment of the evil spirit’s piercing soul, and the soul was about to be broken. , But stubbornly refused to leave.

The ghost dragon didn't know how an ordinary person's soul could endure that kind of pain.

It has been living for thousands of years, and it has always liked to see the various worlds of evil spirits when they were alive, and the world is cold, but they often refine the grievances of evil spirits before dreaming, because there is no soul, so it can easily bear the ghosts of the ghosts. , The immersive pain caused by their grievances.

However, the child bears it.

The pain was so painful that the lips were almost bleeding, but he still stood stubbornly on the spot, clearly just a child, but just standing there, letting the ghosts pass through, just standing, just standing, it became a style of its own.

That is the temperament and strength of the soul, the powerful soul and the weak body, flashing a strong to dazzling glow at that moment.

At exactly that moment, that strong feeling burst out——

Can't die, don't want to die, can't die! ! !

No matter what you have experienced, you must live! !

It is the contradiction that bravely fears death, yet is greedy for life and fears death, mixed into a kind of strange emotion, awakening the real it from sleep.

At a glance, he remembered the child.

Ye Ze closed his eyes, and after opening them again, his eyes became cold again, "What did he...say?"

The ghost dragon said slowly: "She said..."

——"I can lend you strength, or try my best to realize your wish, tell me, what do you want now?"

The child stood among the ten thousand ghosts, enduring the pain of the ten thousand ghosts, looking at it fiercely with a pair of eyes, but there was a hollow in the depth of the pupils, perhaps the pain was extreme, the spirit was chaotic, she said incoherently: " What are you asking me for?! OK, can you save the common people?! I **** want to save the common people!!! Go help me save the common people!!! The common people hurt so much-why is it so painful!!! Why are you alive? It hurts so much! Why—you tell me, tell me how to save the common people!!!"

...No wonder so.

The grievances of the evil spirits will inflict all the tragic phenomena experienced in the world on her, and the ghost dragon has experienced this kind of pain.

What is the mere destruction of the door.

The despair of the destruction of the family and the country, the pain of piercing arrows, everything that the evil spirits have experienced during their lifetime, this child will all be the protagonist, experiencing it over and over again.

Therefore, with a glance, Guilongyu remembered the powerful soul in that weak body.

Save the common people?

It is too late to save myself, how to save the common people.

When it rescued her.

She knelt on the ground, looking in a daze, "Seven hundred and seventy-seven..." She said, "...Three hundred people starved to death, twenty people cracked cars, some were shrouded in horse leather, some puppets broke their souls, some were pierced with arrows, No one cares about the old man who died of illness at home, and a child was strangled to death by his starving mother..."

As she talked, she laughed, idiotic and crazy, "I want to...save the common people."

Laughing and crying again, she said: "I can't save the people, I can't do anything, but I at least...at least, to bring someone out of here--"

There is no one to help in despair.

Ye Ze was silent.

"It may be just a joke to save the common people." Ghost Dragon let himself drift away, his golden eyes staring at Ye Ze, "Or, it can only be a joke, she can't save the common people, she can only rescue you from the place where evil spirits are so heavy. ."

Before Xia Wuyin fished him out of the evil spirit camp, covered in blood, it turned out to be the power of the ghost dragon jade that he borrowed.

Ye Ze clenched the sword slightly, his face slightly pale.

Gui Longyu sighed: "Three years ago, that kid borrowed my power to save you with the compassion after experiencing despair."

"Three years later, you wake me up with hatred."

"—Do you have to do this?"

Ye Ze stunned to think that he broke into the evil spirit camp alone, and from the heavy evil spirits, he dragged a broken leg to the young boy against the light.

At that time, the people in the evil spirit camp were ready to kill him the next day.

Just like this, Xia Wuyin was covered with blood, holding the yoke key he snatched, and finally fell on him.

The evil spirits are not near.

The child who seemed to be crying because of the pain of his broken leg, hugged his neck tightly, his voice was hoarse like an evil spirit crawling out of hell, and gentle like a Buddha draped in holy light.

"Painful?"

Ye Ze had been tortured before, and said, "...pain."

The young man with a broken leg slapped his face with a "slap" slap. Ye Ze didn't hurt much. He heard him hiss, "Who the **** is alive...it's not painful!! Do you think Are you the only one suffering?! How can you be so naive!? I am also very painful! I am very painful!!! I am about to die of pain!!! You **** shit!"

Ye Ze was stunned.

After the blood covered young boy finished speaking, he seemed to be unable to stand up. The whole person staggered, hugged his neck, took a breath, and whispered, "So, I beg you next time, don't be headstrong, OK. ?"

"Finding you... very hard."

——Can you call me... brother?

"...Brother."

For an instant.

Ye Ze, who claimed to have tears in men, burst into tears.

For the first time I felt that I was really stupid.

He originally thought that no one would come to save him. He thought...

Before Xia Wuyin broke into the evil ghost camp, he revealed to the evil ghost camp shelters found by various sects. With the noise of people from various sects, the evil ghost camp was destroyed.

Since then.

After destroying the evil ghost camp, he met the head of Lingxi Peak. The head praised Xia Wuyin for his wit and bravery. He gave the medicine for treating broken legs and the token of Lingxi Peak. Enter Lingxi Danfeng.

During that period of time, even though Xia Wuyin had a pill to heal her legs and connected her bones, she would still be unable to sleep because of the healing pain.

In order to let him sleep well.

Ye Ze found wine.

"Drink the bar." Ye Ze said, "I heard people say that it won't hurt after drinking."

That's throat-burning liquor.

But Ye Ze remembered that the nightmare lingered for half a month, and that was the only time Xia Wuyin was not awakened by the nightmare in the middle of the night.

That is from that time.

Xia Wuyin, who doesn't drink, fell in love with drinking.

From then on, perhaps because he didn't want to mention the injury again, perhaps because he wanted to relieve the guilt on his face, Xia Wuyin became a more laughter person.

He would call him Ozawako, would call him in every possible way, would let him accompany him to drink, laugh and feast, cat eyes bend into crescents, as if he would never be sad.

Ye Ze didn't see Xia Wuyin crying.

Even if the leg is broken, it hurts every night.

I only said it hurts, but I didn't shed a single tear.

Ye Ze closed his eyes, opened them again, and clenched his sword, saying each word.

"Yes, I must do this."