[BL, MTL] You Shu (Quick Wear)

Chapter 85: Making Livestock (1)

Youshu and Emperor Xuanguang died on the same day. After their souls left their bodies, they were about to go to the underworld hand in hand, but a vision suddenly erupted in the sky. The stars all over the sky are falling down with their slender tails. The scene is like a waterfall of the Milky Way, which is dizzyingly beautiful and frightening.

"It turns out that this is the scene in the legend that the sky will fall." Emperor Xuanguang looked up with a solemn expression. He pulled his unknown lover into his arms and said, "I don't know if I can send you back to another world safely, but staying here is bound to lead to death. Live well and don't miss me."

Youshu was terrified, and was about to escape from his confinement, but his forehead was firmly held down by him, and then a surging force poured into the soul body, making him solidify continuously, and then emit a bright light. When the whole world is collapsing, only this ray of light breaks through layers of undercurrents and slides towards a vaster and broader sky.

Suddenly, a cloud of purple light appeared in the alley of a bustling town. When the light faded, a young man with loose long hair, disheveled clothes, and bright tears on his cheek appeared out of thin air. He looked around with a panicked expression, seeing that this place seemed to be a deep alley, he hurriedly ran towards the place full of people.

What is "The Heaven Will Fall"? What is "Back to Another World"? What is "the only way to stay here is to die"? He recalled these few words repeatedly in his mind, and an ominous premonition faintly emerged in his heart.

He quickly ran to the entrance of the alley, only to see that the pedestrians on the road were still wearing ancient costumes, with long hair, and the buildings along the street were also low and chic, not the high-rise buildings and dilapidated ruins in the apocalypse. Did not go back! His nerves loosened suddenly, and he almost fainted. He had to hold on to the wall next to him to support himself.

"Little brother, are you okay? Would you like to come in and sit for a while?" An old woman with a kind face came over and asked.

Youshu followed her fingertips and found that she had opened a teahouse by the roadside, so she nodded quickly. He had to find out as soon as possible where this place was, what dynasty it was, and how many hundreds of years it was separated from Dayong, so that he could find his master. Subconsciously, he didn't dare to think about whether his master who gave all his mana could survive safely. He is Emperor Ziwei, so he should be fine.

When he appeased the despair and fear in his heart over and over again, the old woman had already taken him to the backyard, fetched a basin of well water, and persuaded him, "Little brother, look at your mess, wash it up quickly." ."

You Shu blankly agreed, and looked into the basin, only to find a tender and beautiful face reflected on the water surface, it was him at the age of sixteen. In order to protect him from being shattered by the aftermath of the falling stars, Xuanguang Emperor involuntarily sent all the energy through to help him condense the entity.

If the master can no longer be found, what is the use of this body? Not as happy as fly ash annihilation! The more he thought about it, the more grief-stricken he became, holding the edge of the basin with both hands and weeping, big teardrops fell into the water, causing ripples in circles.

The old woman's nose was sore, she patted him and asked in a low voice, "Little brother, what's wrong with you? You got separated from your family?"

"I got separated and I'm still looking for it. I will find it, I will definitely find it

. Youshu was out of breath from crying, but her eyes became more and more determined.

The old woman echoed repeatedly, and waited for him to tidy up before leading him into the house, saying that he was going to prepare meals. A five or six-year-old girl was hiding under the window sill and watching him secretly, with curiosity and a trace of burning in her eyes. She moved in with small steps, and said stupidly, "You are so handsome, like a painting!"