The dimly lit room was filled with damp and rotting mildew, mildew-stained curtains blocked most of the sunlight, and the two windows were closed so that not a trace of air could be heard. The man on the bed was motionless, and his slightly heaving chest could prove that he was still alive.

A pair of dark eyes opened silently, and there was not the slightest confusion in the bottom of the eyes, but a clear indifference, like a glimmering star in the night sky in the dimness.

Qi Xiu supported the cold and stiff bed board with one hand, his loose hair hung down to his shoulders, his rough forehead bangs were tangled into a few strands and drooped at the corners of his eyes, and the fine and hard broken hair pierced into his eyes from time to time, accompanied by a few bursts of slight sharp pain. He shifted and leaned back against the back of the bed, bending one leg and resting his pale thin arm on his thigh.

Just by doing these few movements, the body immediately felt a sense of weakness, his pale arms were unhealthy blue, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a mocking smile, he quietly closed his eyes and digested the four-character title of "sacrificing oneself for righteousness" that he had just obtained.

- The protagonist dies with the heretics, and successfully obtains the honorary title of "Sacrifice for Righteousness" to eliminate heretics, increasing the Justice Value by 3500.

――The results of the scan, the executor Qi Xiu, wantonly kills and abuses, snatches luck and blood, negative energy is 3000, and the executor Qi Xiu finally obtains 500 justice points after the completion of the task, and the task completion score is judged to be E level, which meets the requirements for entering the next world and continues to complete the task.

-- Reward Executor's Prize No. 107, the system is in the process of delivering, please wait.

Qi Xiu quickly read this information, flipped to the last piece of information, looked at the content on it, the sarcastic smile on his face became bigger, the fine bangs covered his forehead, one hand covered his eyes, and he laughed lowly, and laughter vibrated in his chest, muffled.

The hoarse voice was rough and unpleasant, like a leaky accordion.

"That's ...... so"

He still remembers the humiliation of suddenly dying in the last world, being stabbed into the heart with sharp claws, and sacrificing himself to eliminate heresy? Hehe, what a heretic, it turns out that Del is just a heretic, not even a villain. You guys, you deceived me so badly-Ye Gong, do you have to do this in order to keep me alive, living, to him, it's not bullshit, he still thinks of them too simply, then this time he will play with you again, but he has always adhered to the standard.

For the character information given by the system this time, Qi Xiu will not be stupid enough to believe it completely, nor will he be so stupid as to deny it all, this body is called Song Yu, twenty-five years old, he used to be a popular spicy chicken, and he was once sought after because of his good looks, but just three years ago, during the hottest period, he was accidentally disfigured by a car accident, leaving a wound on his cheek that could not be completely healed, and half of his face almost rotted.

The ugly face guided him physically and mentally, he did not dare to go out for three months, suffered from mild depression, was afraid to see the light, to see strangers, to see all the beautiful things, quickly depressed, refused to take any activities, and was gradually hidden by the brokerage company, forgotten by the outside world, until he slit his wrists and died.

Qi Xiu propped up his body and stepped out of bed, staggered into the bathroom, turned on the light, the bathroom was unexpectedly neat and bright, looking at the neatly placed utensils one by one, the unobstructed place finally made his mood a little darker, he looked at the man in the mirror, a ten-centimeter-long dark red scar spread from the corner of his mouth to the top of his cheekbones, and the untidy route showed how a sharp object was slammed into his cheek at that time, cutting through the deep flesh and blood with inertia, splashing blood-colored blood on his face.

Qi Xiu could even see how this body was wide-eyed, like a dying fish, and almost suffocated as he watched as sharp things stabbed at his face, splitting his skin, paralyzing his whole body, unable to scream or move, and he also tasted his own blood with temperature.

Perfect for fear and despair, the sweet smell is maddening.

The bloodless face, the thin face is as small as a palm, above the protruding cheekbones, two large eyes occupy almost two-fifths of the entire cheeks, and the back tips of the round and large cat's eyes are slightly raised upward, revealing innocent temptation.

If there is no scar, this face even he wants to be ruthlessly possessed and ravaged, and it is easy to arouse the most primitive desire for protection and sadism in the bottom of people's hearts.

It's a pity that half of the face is ruined.

Qi Xiu took off his loose clothes and pants, standing naked in front of the mirror, a bony hand rubbing slowly down from the craggy collarbone, the slightly cool fingers pressed against the tender skin, rubbing finely, making a small rustling sound, the supple skin was like a hungry female cat, sucking the fingertips with lines, reluctant to let go, this body was too lonely.

A high-quality mutton fat jade with no scars, Qi Xiu is still very satisfied with his body, at least there is merit.

He simply walked out of the bathroom naked and white, he preferred the feeling of being unrestrained rather than wrapped in tight clothes, this skin was too fetter.

Lifting the curtains, the scorching sunlight instantly cast in, enveloping his entire body.

Like an addict, he took a sharp breath of sunlight, and the hot power poured into his body, and his sick body immediately became energetic, and his round cat's eyes were shining.

Picking up the old mobile phone on the table, Qi Xiu dialed the phone number that appeared the most in the caller ID as usual.

"Song, Song Yu?"

The person on the other end of the line seemed surprised by the call, and his normally gentle voice was raised a few degrees in his memory.

After a long time, Qi Xiu slowly spoke, and his throat, which had not been opened for a long time, became very dry, and it sounded like the sound of a broken bowl grinding his nails:

"Wuqiu"

"It's really you, Song Yu!"

The shock in his tone could not be concealed, "You-" said a word but didn't know what to say.

"I'm going back, you can arrange it for me."

Qi Xiu bluntly stated the purpose of the call.

"Come back?"

The amount of information in these words was too great, and Wu Qiu was stunned all at once.

"Well, go back."

"Is it back on stage?"

"No"

Qi Xiu slowly spit out word by word,

"This time I switched to the entertainment industry."

"What?!"

The next day, a Weibo was pushed to the headline position, a picture, the sun is shining, a man with long legs bent and sitting on the half-open windowsill, his neck is facing out of the window, his eyes are slightly narrowed, the sun covers half of his distinct face in the sun, and the other half is trapped in the shadows, exuding a lazy atmosphere, like a full-fledged Persian cat, the little blood-jewel-like tear mole in the corner of the eye is bewitching and smart in the sun, adding a bit of indescribable temptation, making people itch to see, I want to lick the mole, See if it's an intoxicating taste.

Just a photo, without any text, the clicks and retweets exceeded 10 million within two hours, and in less than half an hour, the man on the picture was found, and within a day, the name "Song Yu" became a hot search.

About his past was also revealed, but at this time, there was not a voice of regret, but more of a question, "Is he going to make a comeback?" ”

With just one picture, Song Yu's comeback road was opened.