"I'm sorry."

Seeing that Cheng Jinyang was speechless, Xing Yuanzhi added:

"You and I have no emotional foundation, and the marriage is purely based on political considerations from my father's generation. Now that Ling Zun is deceased, this marriage is naturally to be discussed. It's just that the Xing family doesn't want to persecute the son of the deceased, so I will discuss with you privately first to see if I can solve it properly. ”

Then, she saw that Cheng Jinyang's eyes seemed to have a sneer.

"Don't you want to persecute the son of the deceased?" He chuckled lowly, and there was a lot of ridicule in his tone, which made Xing Yuanzhi frown slightly.

If the other party really has a trace of old friendship, how can he sit back and watch his father be expelled from the house, and there has been no contact for so many years?

Before I crossed over, the original owner's parents had passed away, the family was in the middle of the road, and I was suffering from a serious heart disease, so why didn't you care about it as an old friend? It's just that I'm worried about being entangled by the original owner, hehe.

Now that my mental state is improving, I am busy showing up to come to the door to mention the divorce at the beginning!

In fact, having said that, after all, the promising Cheng Qinghe has passed away, and now he is just an orphan without a father and mother, and it is normal to withdraw from marriage.

It's just that he has broken off his righteousness, but he wants to put on a hypocritical face of "I can't bear to suffer the son of the deceased", isn't it disgusting?

My Xing Yuanzhi of grass Nima, climb for the master! Ye is dead, dead outside, jumping from here, also ......

"After you get married, I will arrange for the Xing clan in the school to take care of you." Seeing that he was speechless, Xing Yuanzhi sighed in her heart and continued, "In addition, before you graduate, there will be a compensation of 10,000 yuan on the 20th of each month, which will be paid into your account for private expenses from me. ”

"Family arrangement, you and I can't help ourselves, I'm sorry."

Cheng Jinyang: ???

10,000 yuan per month is not a small amount, and it can even cover his monthly expenses and balance. You must know that the relief money given to him by Shendu Cheng is only 1,500 yuan per month.

Thinking of the other party's understatement when he mentioned the price, he had an instinctive jealousy and hatred, but when he thought of the 10,000 yuan, those angers disappeared again.

After all, what she gave was really ......

"Okay." Cheng Jinyang stood up and said indifferently, "When I go home tonight, I will find the marriage contract left by my father and bring it to you tomorrow." ”

"It's almost class, I'll go first."

He picked up his bag and left the store without looking back. The maid behind the counter hurriedly shouted:

"Cheng Gongzi, your milk tea ......"

The response was the sound of the door closing automatically.

"Miss?" The two maids came to Xing Yuanzhi's side with a grudge holding the mixed milk tea, for fear that the young lady would blame them for being too slow.

"It's fine." Xing Yuanzhi looked out of the door faintly, and lost the interest in drinking milk tea for a while, and said coldly:

"It's down."

……

Calculate carefully: both parents died, poverty and hardship, and now another fiancée has withdrawn from the marriage, the three elements of first suppression and then promotion have been gathered, it's time to start reversing, right?

When will Goldfinger come to my head to peep?

Of course, Cheng Jinyang was not embarrassed enough to ask "Are you in the system" in his mind, he just held his cheek with one hand boredly, looked at the teacher's board book on the blackboard, and his mind was wandering again.

Nowadays, the human world is divided into four parts, clans, families, poor families and common people, and the cold family is probably the most miserable class.

They have a supernatural bloodline, and even many of their ancestors are still from families, but they have fallen into poor families for various reasons, lacking the corresponding ability algorithm, and they are almost no different from ordinary people.

If the common people have no bloodline, they have long given up on the idea of becoming a supernatural and seek breakthroughs in other directions (of course, there is also a chance to get ahead), then the Hanmen is the group of people who suffer the most from gains and losses.

One step forward can become a person with the power of the heart, but there is no one in a hundred who can take this step.

One step back, who can be willing to become a common citizen who has no chance to be able to do anything for life?

Gradually, Cheng Jinyang felt the residual negative emotions remaining in this body, and it seemed that he began to boil again.

Oops, the illusion is back!

He tried to call for help, but his body was no longer at his disposal and could not make any sound.

His father's resentment, his mother's sadness, the rejection of his classmates in school, and Xing Yuanzhi's indifference and contempt were densely overlapped in front of his eyes.

And...... A delicate face that seems to be disgusted and happy.

Su Lili.

Accompanied by the original owner who grew up since childhood, the feelings are extremely deep, but he accidentally died in the childhood sweetheart who was attacked by the demon two years ago, and the delicate and lovely face seemed to be close at hand, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a bloody face.

"Jinyang ......" she said sadly and painfully, her lower body was already trapped in the devouring of demons, and her breath gradually weakened, "You have to live......"

"Live well...... Even if it's ......"

"For My ......"

Then she was devoured by the demons.

The demon's cracked belly slowly closed, swallowing Su Lili directly into his abdomen, and its other hand grabbed Cheng Jinyang's neck, no matter how desperately he struggled, dragged, and tore, it was as immovable as steel cast cement.

"It's still a lover." The other grinned, "Well, try to live." ”

"Just like ants, linger in this corner of the world."

Slender tentacles flashed out of the corner of his eye, and then there was an almost fatal pain in his temple!

……

Cheng Jinyang opened his eyes weakly, and what caught his eye was the ceiling of the school's infirmary.

"Oops, you're awake?" Dr. Zhou's voice sounded next to him.

Zhou Xingzhi, the school doctor, was born in the Runan Zhou family of "memory reading", and the Wu family of Wu County, who was "perceptually manipulated", also belong to the alliance relationship of the same qi and branches.

She herself has a close personal relationship with Dr. Wu Quemei, and Cheng Jinyang often goes to Wu Quemei to recuperate, so she is also familiar with her.

"Sister Zhou, what's wrong with me?" Cheng Jinyang said slowly, startling himself as soon as he opened his mouth.

The throat is hoarse.

"Well, I heard that you suddenly fell ill during class and fell to the ground and passed out." Zhou Xingzhi said with a smile, "It was the teacher who sent you over." ”

Cheng Jinyang: ..................

Alas, another disgrace.

"But there's good news, too." Zhou Xingzhi saw that he was depressed, for fear that he would fall ill again, so he hurriedly clasped his palms together and smiled, "Maybe it's because of the stimulation, your blood vein concentration has increased a lot compared to last month, and the surrounding spiritual field has also been enhanced." ”

The level of an adept depends on the concentration of blood and the calculation power of the brain domain. It is recognized by many ability families that computing power determines the lower limit of an ability, and the concentration of bloodlines determines the upper limit of an ability.

For example, a cold family like Cheng Jinyang can't have an algorithm at all, no matter how high the concentration of blood, without an algorithm, the lower limit will be extremely large, uncontrollable, and the result of forcibly launching the ability is most likely to blow yourself up.

Another example is a commoner without blood, the upper limit is 0, even if a supercomputing chip is implanted in the body, it is impossible to have special abilities. However, their advantage is that they have a clean background, and they can choose to be loyal to the imperial business chaebol and devote themselves to scientific research with relatively fair competition, which is easier to achieve than the poor.

"Oh, even if there is no algorithm, when the relationship with the family eases in the future, you can still get it after all." Zhou Xingzhi patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Besides, as long as you practice hard, your computing power can always go up, but the increase in blood concentration is unavoidable." ”

"Thank you, Sister Zhou, I'm fine." Cheng Jinyang didn't want to talk more, and looked at the sky outside, "It's not early, I'm leaving." ”

"You're going to work?" Zhou Xingzhi said in surprise, "The physical condition does not allow it." ”

"No, I'm taking a leave of absence today."

"Okay, help me bring this medicine to you Sister Wu."

"Okay."

Leaving the school infirmary, sure enough, the students in the school were almost gone.

Cheng Jinyang came to the convenience store where he worked and sincerely apologized to the store manager. Seeing that he was pale, the store manager also told him to take good care of his body and gave him a three-day vacation.

Then he came to Wu Qimei's private clinic again, brought Sister Zhou's medicine to her, and by the way, he did sensory recuperation again, and felt that the nerve pain in his head was still beating and jumping, and finally calmed down.

Back at home, Cheng Jinyang rummaged through all the cabinets, and finally found out the marriage contract signed by his father and Xing Wenxing, and carefully folded it and put it in his schoolbag.

Then proceed to start practicing swordsmanship.

Compared to firearms, swords have no limit on the amount of bullets they can hold, and can even be replaced by long-handled objects such as crowbars and umbrellas. Even in his nightmares, he used his sword far more than his gun.

Learning swordsmanship is very useful for him to protect himself in the nightmare world and suffer less pain from being killed.

At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then put his clothes together and went to bed.

Get ready to start into the nightmare, the battle to the death.