Twisting his brows, Qu Fengyin suddenly let out a long moan, and then staggered to the front of the savior, slapped him on the shoulder, and sat down beside him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Uncle, you are wrong about this, do you know how pitiful I am?" As he spoke, Qu Fengyin suddenly raised his head and winked at his life-saving benefactor, thought for a while and continued: "What, what's your name?" I can't keep calling you uncle, can I? How much do I lose? ”

The life-saving benefactor nodded when he heard this, thinking about it, he felt right. "I can tell you, but you have to keep it a secret, after all, it's not good for my identity to be revealed."

Qu Fengyin nodded like garlic when she heard this, thinking about what identity she could have, at best she was a big family, but she was also the daughter of the General's Mansion, okay?

"My name is Murong Gusu, and I am the twelfth generation of the Poison Sutra......"

"Wait......" Qu Fengyin reached out and plucked his ears, looking incredulous. What do you say your name is? ”

Murong Gusu was a little baffled by Qu Fengyin's sudden questioning. "Murong Gusu? What's wrong? Any questions? ”

"The twelfth generation of the Poison Sutra?"

Murong Gusu continued to nod.

Qu Fengyin heard this, but he cried and mourned, gritted his teeth viciously, grass mud horse, isn't he the master who taught the heroine's poison scripture in the original book? Relying on it, how can you become a fellow countryman? God, are you helping me, helping me, or helping me?

Full of joy, although this world has collapsed, but the heirs of the poison scripture have become fellow countrymen or something, it's just amazing?

But, isn't that right? Isn't the heir of the poison scripture in the original book a bad old man with a strange temper? But...... Qu Fengyin glanced at the human skin mask in Murong Gusu's hand, and immediately felt the deep deception of this world.

Whatever, as long as he can get points smoothly and return to modern times, nothing matters.

The more Qu Fengyin thought about it, the happier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

At this time, the little green worm on his shoulder wiped his sweat-washed little face when he heard this, squinted his eyes, and hummed angrily: "Player, don't forget, your mission this time ......"

As soon as the words fell, the smile on the corner of Qu Fengyin's mouth instantly became stiff, and he was too happy, he actually forgot about this stubble, it was really, alas, it seems that the role of the fellow is not particularly big......

Murong Gusu was so surprised by the unpredictable and strange expression on Qu Fengyin's face that he swallowed with difficulty, and Murong Gusu felt that he had become a plate of food for the sister in front of him. "What do you mean by that?"

Qu Fengyin clenched his fists, looking helpless. "It's not interesting, it's not interesting at all."

Murong Gusu heard this, hehe, I don't mean it, may I ask what is the matter with the appearance of you gritting your teeth and wanting to drink blood?

"Well, you'd better tell me how you got here, right?"

As soon as Qu Fengyin heard this, he immediately remembered the pit daddy system, smiled dryly, and then rubbed his hands, looking very frustrated.

"Well, let me ask you how many years you have been here, after all, our post-90s thinking is different from many of you."

Murong Gusu was immediately unhappy when she heard this, twisted her brows, and asked in a somewhat obedient tone, "No, what do you mean?" You mean I'm not a post-90s generation? ”

Qu Feng groaned, rolled his eyes, and replied duplicitously: "It's not that you want to be a post-90s, he is a post-90s, this depends on his age?" ”

Murong Gusu nodded. "I know this, but I've been here for 13 years, what time is the modern age, don't tell me it's the end of the world?"

Qu Fengyin was speechless when he heard this, he laughed twice, and said helplessly: "Big brother, you have read too many novels, right?" I've been here for 15 years, too, but it's not right......"

Murong Gusu blinked, very curious about this, and twisted his brows, obviously not understanding.

"No, what do you mean?"

Qu Feng groaned, then leaned over to Murong Gusu's side, snapped his fingers and began to calculate.

"Look, you've been here for 13 years, but you've been living here for so many years now, and if you look at me again, I've just come here in 15 years, two years later than you, but it's ...... here."

Murong Gusu understood in seconds when he heard this. "You mean there's a big error in between, don't you?"

Qu Feng nodded like pounding garlic.

Murong Gusu thought for a moment, and then began to explain in his own thinking.

"Listen to me, I remember seeing the explanation on TV before that there is an error between even non-parallel spaces, space-time distortion, right?"

Qu Fengyin pursed his mouth when he heard this, and shrunk his shoulders.

"First of all, whether it is a distortion or an error, the encounter is fate. Secondly, I don't think you can go back, but I still have a little hope. ”

Murong Gusu snorted when he heard this, and he didn't believe it very much. "Don't you bully me for not reading much?"

Qu Fengyin nodded, with a serious face. "I wonder if you know the system flow?"

Murong Gusu thought for a moment. "Complete the task according to the system prompts to get points to buy props, what's not to understand about this, it's been popular for a long time."

Qu Fengyin nodded, and then pulled Murong Gusu's collar very seriously, forcing him to look into his own eyes.

"Come on, come on...... Tell me what you see in my eyes. ”

Murong Gusu furrowed his brows. "Could it be...... You were brought here by the system? ”

Qu Fengyin slapped his thigh suddenly, with a sad face, he opened his mouth, and then was robbed by Murong Gusu.

"Is your system divine, or?"

"Entity's ...... It's a soft bedbug. As he spoke, Qu Fengyin was about to reach out and grab the little green worm on his shoulder, but the little green worm had already premeditated and ran away, and he didn't know where he went.

Murong Gusu didn't take it out for a long time when she saw Qu Fengyin, and she didn't care, she smiled, and her face was so neat.

Qu Fengyin's face turned red suddenly, and she felt that her self-esteem had been hurt, but since no one cared, she didn't force it. Nodding, Qu Fengyin began to grit his teeth and tell his tragedy.

"I don't think anyone can be more pitiful than me, do you know how pitiful this system is? Obviously told me it was a house fighter.,The result came out Daxia.,Do you know who I met? ”

Murong Gusu smiled and sighed, not surprising. "Why are you so poor in psychological quality, there are more heroes in this world, and I am one of them, but since you insist on telling me so much, who are you met?"

Qu Feng smiled mysteriously. "Damn, beggar gang leader! I felt like I was going to be electrocuted, I couldn't believe it. ”