Chapter 7 I Want to Protect You three
"Xiao Wu, how could you..." Yan Yimu looked at me in surprise and asked, "Have you completely mastered the use of Dream Soul?"
Every time I silently recite a spell or use energy, my body becomes very weak. I leaned on Yan Yimu, cold sweat dripping down my face. How could this happen? Menghun was clearly in my body, so why was my body still so weak?
"I clearly stole the Dream Soul..." I took out the Dream Soul with great effort, but found that the Dream Soul did not emit any light.
"Silly boy, it seems this is a fake dream soul. Alas, why are you so weak?" Yan Yimu looked at me with heartache. He picked me up and walked towards home.
I took a nap in his arms. Maybe it was because I had a connection with Menghun, so Menghun also absorbed my energy. Only when we were together could Menghun exert its power. Without Menghun, I would be very weak, but Menghun was with Yuan Yichen...
"Every time I use the energy of the dream soul, my body will be very weak, but every time I come into contact with the dream soul, I will feel that a stream of energy is continuously replenished into my body. I think I'm fine, it's just that the energy given to me by the dream soul has been used up, I just need to rest." I said while lying on the bed.
Yan Yimu poured me a glass of warm water, frowned and shook his head, saying, "I'm afraid things are not that simple. You were originally an ordinary person who had never used the Dream Soul, but now that you have absorbed the energy of the Dream Soul, you are no longer an ordinary person. I'm worried that your weakness is caused by the Dream Soul, and you need the Dream Soul to replenish you again, otherwise your recovery will be too slow." Yan Yimu sighed, "That lunatic Yuan Yichen, I must take back the Dream Soul!"
"Oh, it's really hard to snatch it, but I'm sure of one thing, he can't absorb energy from the dream soul, he can only simply use the dream soul, that is, to confuse the minds of those people in the comics. If we can make the people in the comics no longer listen to Yuan Yichen, it will be much easier. In fact, here, we are just ordinary people like them, and the energy of the dream soul is not that magical. We can give it a try and explain it to the people in this world." I looked at Yan Yimu and said.
"I've tried, and there are some people who are willing to believe me. However, at the same time, it also means that they are virtual characters, and many of them can't accept it. And they think that if we take the dream soul and leave, this world will disappear, and they will disappear..." Yan Yimu looked worried, "As long as they have thoughts, no one will watch themselves disappear, not even me."
"In fact, I discovered one thing. Even if we don't leave on our own initiative, this world will disappear." I took a sip of water and continued, "In my dream, I returned to the ancient country of the past. I saw the high priest chanting a spell, and then I entered the high priest's blueprint with those who were punished. Then the world in the blueprint began to collapse. It was so scary! Don't forget that the world created by the dream soul is for punishment. So how is it possible for people to be king and dominate in this world and still be safe and sound? This virtual world has a time node. When the time is up, people here and people in the real world will all die!"
Yan Yimu listened to me very carefully, then stood up and walked around, thought for a while and said, "This means that even if we do nothing and hide here, we will die!" A little bit of fragility appeared on his handsome face.
"I'm not worried about myself, Xiao Wu, I'm worried about you. It's me who has implicated you. I shouldn't have involved you in this matter. I found out that you are not the one who stole Menghun, so I should have focused on investigating Yuan Yichen." Yan Yimu sat next to me and held my hand.
I felt so sweet in my heart. Yan Yimu cared about me so much. But I was also worried about him, so I said guiltily: "I should be the one to say sorry. It's you who was implicated. If I hadn't shown up that day, Menghun wouldn't shine, and Yuan Yichen wouldn't have been able to steal Menghun in his foolish dream. If I hadn't drawn the comics, there would be no world. As a descendant of the wizard clan, I can't let Menghun be destroyed in the hands of others, and I can't let you get hurt!" I looked at Yan Yimu, and my eyes became moist unconsciously.
We looked at each other, neither saying a word, yet it seemed as if we had said a thousand words. We held hands together, and my heart was filled with courage again.
Suddenly, our house shook. The table, chairs, bed, everything was shaking. Yan Yimu picked me up and ran away. I hid in his arms and hugged him tightly.
"Yan Yimu, this is a sign. The world of comics can no longer hold on!" We fled to the flat ground. I struggled out of Yan Yimu's arms and watched the sky turn red and billowing smoke and dust rise in the distance.
"Well, we can't wait any longer. I'll go to Yuan Yichen and make him hand over Meng Hun no matter what!" Yan Yimu clenched his fists.
"Yuan Yichen is no different from a madman now. How could he possibly hand over his dream soul? I'd better let him go. I lied to him. Now I just hope he still has some sanity. If he is really crazy..." I bit my lip, "If he would rather die here, then it will be really difficult to deal with."
At this time, the earthquake came again. Yan Yimu and I lay on the ground. I knew that time was running out, and going back to Yuan Yichen was the only thing I could do.
"Xiao Wu, I won't let you go by yourself." Yan Yimu seemed to see what I was thinking. He held my hand tightly. "I will accompany you no matter what you say this time. If I hadn't understood the map and found you, would you really be planning to jump off the building?"
"I thought I was holding Meng Hun at that time, so I would not fall to death. Who knew you would come? Haha, Yuan Yichen has been unable to catch the two of us. If the two of us just come to his door like this, he will definitely be very happy." I looked at Yan Yimu and joked with a smile.
Yan Yimu helped me stand up and took my hand and walked away: "Let's go back."
I followed him, feeling a lot of emotions, a sense of being on the run, and a sense of responsibility to save the world. We walked very slowly, as if we were appreciating every blade of grass in this imaginary world.
"Yan Yimu, Yu Yingwu!" When we returned to Yuan Yichen's villa, Yuan Yichen's shock can be imagined. He looked at us with wide eyes, especially when we were still holding each other's hands.
"Yuan Yichen, we came back not to walk into a trap, but because we have something important to tell you." I let go of Yan Yimu's hand, took a few steps forward, and looked at Yuan Yichen who looked a little embarrassed.
Yuan Yichen showed a very disdainful smile and sneered: "Do you have anything else to say to me?"
"You experienced the earthquake just now, right? Do you know what that means? The world is about to collapse, and everyone will disappear, including us!" I shouted anxiously.
"Really? You will be the only ones who disappear." Yuan Yichen sneered, then waved his hand, and a group of people behind him surrounded him.
"Don't be bewitched by him. He is not the god of this world. We are all ordinary people. If he doesn't hand over Meng Hun, we will all die, including him!" Yan Yimu shouted at the people who gathered around him.
Those people obviously hesitated for a moment, and then looked at Yuan Yichen.
Yuan Yichen's face flushed with excitement. He shouted loudly: "Don't listen to their nonsense. This is the real world. We all live in this world. They are the destroyers. They want to destroy everything here!"
"How do you explain the earthquake just now?" I looked at Yuan Yichen and asked, "Look at the sky, feel the air, don't you want to live anymore?"
Yuan Yichen slowly approached me and whispered in my ear: "Xiao Wu, I like you so much, but you break my heart time and time again. If I can't have you, we can die together."
"You're crazy, you must be crazy!" I pointed at Yuan Yichen, trembling.
"Yan Yimu, I have never defeated you since childhood. This time, it is the first time that I defeat you." Yuan Yichen looked at Yan Yimu with provocation in his eyes.
"Did you win? You didn't, you still lost. You stole Menghun, but I had already found out that it was you who stole it. You brought us into this comic world, but Xiaowu is still on my side. Do you think you have trapped me? You haven't defeated me yet." Yan Yimu shook his head, his expression calm and composed. "I'm not afraid of death, but you have implicated so many people. Maybe in your eyes, they are virtual, but to this world, they are all living people. You would rather use this world to be buried with me, you would rather sacrifice Xiaowu and yourself. Someone like you is not worthy of being my opponent at all."
"Take them both away, I want to see what this world will become!" Yuan Yichen waved his hand, the wind blew up his black windbreaker, he looked up at the sky, his expression as crazy as Satan.
Yan Yimu and I were locked in a room. I could feel the people holding us trembling slightly. They were also afraid! I looked at them. They were also the same age.
"Yan Yimu, actually, do we treat them as the same kind? We also regard them as virtual characters. We think we are the only normal ones, but actually..." I looked at Yan Yimu and hesitated to speak.
"I understand. What you mean is that people have feelings. If we want to be rescued, we must treat them as real human beings and as our friends." Yan Yimu quickly understood what I meant.
At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and Xinxin walked in wearing a blue and white school uniform.
