Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

The dark soul of the girl's body turned pale in an instant, and the white cloud pattern that was originally reflected in the corner of the robe instantly turned into a bright red blood-colored other shore flower, white and red, and the remaining leaves fluttered, and the girl's aura suddenly changed.

It was the ultimate white and brilliant red, and it gave out a gloomy breath.

It seemed as if the messenger of the Netherworld Palace spread death and sorrow all over the world.

She slowly turned her head.

Su Chan stood in place, the other side flower on the oil-paper umbrella, bright red. The broken flower branches in one place slowly withered in the rain.

The girl looked at her, her dark eyes were as bright as blood, there were no waves inside, and her body was lifeless, like a dead person stepping into the yellow spring, or a ruthless killing machine.

Su Chan smiled slightly and asked her softly.

"Is it, a sword short?"

Xia Ge looked at her with bright red eyes and a cold and merciless face.

Su Zang put away the umbrella and walked over it step by step.

Xia Ge's pupils shrank slightly, and the next moment, like a keen beast, stepped on the ground, leaped through the air, and then suddenly stretched out his claws toward Su Chan!

Five fingers drew an icy arc in the air and took Su Chan's throat directly!

Su Cang didn't care, the curvature of the corners of her mouth was even gentle. She raised her head and looked at her as if she was watching a child who was occasionally angry and irrational.

As if perceiving the danger, the white-clothed Xia Ge suddenly withdrew her hand just before she touched Su Chan. The ghost fan suddenly started and lost her trace in the opposite direction.

The rain withered.

Su Chan stood there, his mind still echoing with the gentle senior sister before the girl.

The curse from Xia Wushuang's soul.

Only then did I know what Xia Wushuang really wanted.

"It doesn't matter."

Like talking to himself.

"...It's a blessing to be here."

Su Chan smiled lightly, and slightly hooked his finger.

It's like hooking a line.

In the next moment, the girl in white clothes, wrapped in flowers and vines from the other side, fell from the sky, and was gently embraced by Su Chan just before she was about to fall to the ground.

She struggled desperately, struggling with her unbound hands, reaching out to pinch Su Chan’s neck, but was restrained by Su Chan’s hand. Her blood-red eyes stared at her, bloodthirsty and murderous. meaning!

"roll!"

Like a beast that loses its mind.

Su Chuang looked at her, his eyes gentle and pitying.

Curse.

...This is the curse of heaven.

Even reincarnation.

Fate that can't escape.

Back then, Xia Wushuang gave his life to apologize for the common people's sins, and the curse of heaven derives disaster for him.

One soul and two clothes, one is the Buddha who saves the common people, and the other is the scourge of extinction of human nature.

The flower blooms with two sides, and the life is between the Buddha and the evil.

But before the misfortune, the vitality of calling Bai Meng acupoint was severely injured, and because of someone's suppression, a direct sale disappeared.

But the soul of the town was born...

One soul twins, mutual generation and mutual restraint.

Since the soul-suppression is born and recognizes the master, the stronger the soul-suppression master is, the stronger the fate will be.

Su Chan gently comforted her, "Don't kill, come back with me."

"good."

If the master of the soul-suppression is not Xia Ge...or rather, if it is not Xia Wushuang, then the fate is a fate, and the soul-suppression is the soul-suppression.

But if the owner of Zhen Hun is Xia Ge.

If one body is of the same origin, the soul-suppression is fatal, and the fatal-suppression is the soul.

The moment she knew that Xia Wushuang was the Xia Ge who had obtained the soul of the town, she knew that this was destined to be an unsolvable dead end.

The remnant leaves drifted down.

Su Chuang held the comatose Xia Ge in white clothes, and the black umbrella with the flower totem on the other side fell gently. She was bare feet, under her long eyelashes, her dark pupils were gentle.

"It's been a long time since I saw you like this." She whispered softly, "...still, so beautiful."

This person saved her from the dark cage, and after the gods fell, he became her only believer.

Therefore, the curse of heaven will add to the body, and a soul will cause disaster.

In this life, to save one person, one must be killed.

Life after life, entangled endlessly.

She has seen her murder.

It was the flower of the other shore that bloomed among the thousands of evil spirits under the cold and cold moon, the blood-stained sword and blood-red eyes, the deaf wailing, only the desire to fight--

Inhumane, cold killing machine.

Acacia carefully got out of her sleeves and stretched her head out of the sleeves tentatively. Seeing that the blood stained spring and autumn did not stop her, she was overjoyed. A grunt rolled herself out, and rushed towards Xia Ge with a "swish". Past.

As a result, at the moment Xia Ge was about to meet Xia Ge, Xia Ge's closed eyes opened suddenly, his blood-colored pupils were cold and merciless, and the bleak white clothes instantly lit up with a dazzling white light, and the unsuspecting Acacia was torn to pieces by the white light. !

When the Acacia turned into scum fell on the ground, he was still at a loss and didn't know what happened.

Opening his eyes, Xia Ge stared at Su Cang, her **** eyes stunned.

Acacia worked hard to put herself together, and then wrapped her around Su Chan's bare ankles, and looked at the girl in her arms with a little trembling.

"She doesn't know you anymore." Su Chuang was dissatisfied with Xia Ge's sight, comforted Acacia, and then asked her.

"do you still remember me?"

Xia Ge stared at her with nothing but killing intent in her eyes.

"gorgeous."

Su Chan sighed lightly, "But what I love is the original heart."

She pressed the girl's forehead with her index finger, her voice was gentle.

"this time."

"People, I'll slaughter."

==

Past life.

After Chu Shi left, Xia Wushuang gave the little girl a name in a leisurely manner.

Su Zang.

Because the last name is "Su", which is "Perilla", Su Chan likes to dangle a handful of Perilla and wait for Xia Ge to come out of the house to play with her every day.

Xia Ge was also very interested, and occasionally taught her to speak, the little girl learned very slowly and stumblingly, and Xia Wushuang was not impatient, so she taught her slowly when she was free.

He would come out alone in the middle of the night, ran to the edge of the stone cliff, played the flute quietly for a while, and then stared at the starry sky in a daze.

Gu Peijiu followed her, always feeling that she had to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

For example... Su Cang would actually talk a long time ago.

Not only could she speak, but she could also speak very smoothly, at least able to fully express to her how to fold the puppet's arm without blood.

He smiled when he said it.

but……

"I think, in fact, she already knew that Su Chan could talk." Doudou's voice was clear, "It's just that she doesn't care."

Gu Peijiu looked at the back of the flute, feeling a little painful.

The melodious flute stopped.

The night was quiet, with the sound of cicadas whistling softly.

Gu Peijiu heard herself say, "Lord..."

The girl turned her head.

Her voice stopped abruptly.

The shattered water light in the girl's eyes was rippling slightly, reflecting the stars in the night sky, and it was so beautiful that people almost forgot to breathe.

At that moment, Gu Peijiu's mind was blank, and there was only a poem that this person had taught Su Chan during the day.

——The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and the stars can be picked by hand.

Gu Peijiu was startled.

Xia Wushuang rushed into her arms and covered her eyes. There was a sudden darkness in front of her, but she didn't feel panicked, only felt the hot tears wet her clothes.

"...No chanting."

The night wind is silent.

In the wind, the fragrance of perilla was blowing.

The little girl in red hid behind the cliff, her joy faded, her narrow eyes gleaming with the cold light of the moon.

This period of stability did not last too long.

Exterritoriality must first fight inside. Under the iron fist of the regent Chuhuai, after the domestic politics is clear, Chu Shi will control the military power and attack the barbarians.

However, the heavy tax burden of the predecessor of the Chu king and the catastrophe for several years, the mediocre governance and the extravagance and waste of construction and construction, almost emptied the country. The treasury was originally empty, and the people's food was a problem, let alone sent troops to fight.

A sunny noon.

Xia Wushuang received Chu Wang's letterhead.

"What's written on it?"

The barefoot girl pushed Gu Peijiu away on one side, pulled Xia Wushuang's sleeves, and looked on tiptoe, "Let me see."

Xia Wushuang smiled, "Only you are the most anxious."

Then he raised the letter high, raised his eyebrows, "Don't show it."

Su Chan: "I'm crying."

Gu Peijiu squinted her eyes.

Xia Wushuang squeezed her face, "You are many years older than me, pretending to be tender."

Su Chan: "..."

The corners of Gu Peijiu's lips curled up slightly.

Xia Ge was also in a good mood and opened the letter, "A Shi hasn't sent me a letter for a long time. I heard that the political situation has stabilized a lot."

She sighed.

"It's really hard to be a central leader."

The content of the letter is very simple, and there is almost no emotion in the simple.

Between the lines, you can vaguely feel decisive.

"What is written on the letter?" Gu Peijiu heard her own voice.

Xia Wushuang looked at the letter, the joy on his face gradually faded, after a long while, "It's going to fight."

Chu Shi wanted to take back the territories occupied by the barbarians... but the army's salary was not enough, and the troops were insufficient.

So I hope she can provide her with puppet soldiers.

The handwriting on the letter is bold and decisive.

Gu Peijiu glanced, frowning slightly.

"What does it matter to you when she fights?" Su Cang pouted, "It doesn't matter to you if she died, you changed your life for her."

"Azang." Xia Wushuang grabbed her face again.

Su Chan asked her to pull, his voice a little angry, "Are you going to train her a puppet soldier?"

Xia Wushuang paused, and then said "um", "It's no trouble."

"It's not fair!" Su Cang said, "She doesn't like you again, why do you want to help her?"

Xia Wushuang grabbed her face again and smiled, "Who said she doesn't like me."

"If I like you, I won't leave you behind!!" Su Chuang was a little angry, and pulled her hand away, "If it were me, I..."

She couldn't tell, she simply said, "She still makes you sad! You were sad when you read the letter! You can't fool me!"

"Okay, OK, then I won't help her." Xia Wushuang threw the letter on the table, "All right? Miss Su?"

"...It's almost the same....Where are you going? Are you going down the mountain?"

"Well, go down the mountain to find some materials for puppet refining."

Su Cang: "...Don't you say you can't do it anymore?!"

"I said I didn't help her, I didn't say I didn't practice puppets." Xia Wushuang didn't change her face when she was playing a rogue. Read it, everyone is happy and saves food, how nice it is."

Su Chan: "...you just want to help her!!"

"Nonsense." Xia Wushuang smiled slyly: "Sister, my next trip to the mountain is definitely with the pure idea of ​​saving the common people!"

He said to himself: "The barbarians are also horrible. Anyway, there are too many people and they don't eat. It's good to fight a war by the way."

By the way, declare. "I didn't help her."

Su Tang Qi knotted.

Gu Peijiu smiled slightly behind him, and when Su Chan saw him, he gave her a fierce look and left in anger.

Xia Ge sighed, "It is written in the book that the **** of blessings and misfortunes is beautiful and beautiful, with a frown and a smile, and the appearance of this naughty boy is really shocking."

Gu Peijiu was silent for a while, and remarked conservatively: "...it's a bit childish."

"Well, it's normal too." Xia Wushuang looked at the shadow of Su Chan who was going away in anger, and shook his head.

"I hope she can change back sooner." She accepted the letter and laughed again. "If I become the **** of blessing that the people believe in, maybe I will really have to hang a pornographic photo of Achao on the door in the future to attract wealth and treasure."

Gu Peijiu: "..."