Chapter 41: You're Wrong, I'm Not Right1

"Half a month ago?" The system made a rough calculation, and was a little embarrassed: "Host, with all due respect, it is difficult for you to earn the merit points you need in one plane now, you can choose to go back 8 days ago, 9 days ago." ”

Tang Mint was expressionless: "I have been kidnapped for three days seven days ago, that is to say, I have been arrested ten days ago, and before I was arrested, I was hunted down and killed for five days, and there is no means of communication that can contact the outside world, and now I can't go back to the day my brother saved me, and the most recent one who had a chance to change the outcome was half a month ago." ”

"Do you have to complete the required merit points in one plane? Why can't you save up? "The system is the next best thing.

"What if I fail the mission?" Tang Mint asked rhetorically, "Who can guarantee that I can complete the tasks of each plane?" ”

System: "......" It actually has nothing to say.

Tang Mint looked at the misty system in front of him: "You help me, I can agree to any conditions you add in the future." ”

The system also understands the host, knowing that this kind of request is very rare for the host, and it is not in the habit of embarrassing the host, so it calculates again, and finally says: "Host, with your current authority, you can only take tasks with no more than 4,000 merit points at most, and I will try my best to choose a plane close to this merit point for you." ”

Tang Mint finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you......"

The system interrupted her: "Don't thank me yet, host, with 4,000 merit points, even if you go back to half a month ago, you can only stay for a minute, which is already the limit I can fight for you." ”

Tang Mint was stunned: "One minute? ”

"Yes, going back in time is a thing against the sky, the further time goes, the more merit points are needed, host, you think about it carefully, and then we decide whether to go to the next plane." System Channel.

The girl fell silent, her expression blurred in nothingness.

After a long time, she raised her eyes: "Okay, just one minute, now open the plane." ”

She didn't want to wait any longer, she wanted to see her brother soon, half a month ago...... One minute is enough.

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Awakening from the drop, Tang Mint opened her eyes, she was lying on a bed, covered with a brocade silk quilt, her head resting on a jade pillow, there was a faint incense in the air, and the pink bed curtain separated a small space.

Ancient times?

Tang Mint raised his eyebrows slightly, but he was quickly relieved.

That's right, 4,000 merit points, converted into 4,000 human lives, is no less than an earth-shattering event in modern times.

But in ancient times, 4,000 lives didn't seem like much.

Tang Mint was silent for a while, and she remembered a question: "System, my brother's soul fragment, is there anything in this plane?" ”

The system said that it was not clear: "You have already successfully collected a fragment, and if you encounter other fragments, you will have a sense of it, and you don't need me to remind you." ”

Tang Mint hummed for a long time, came back to his senses, made sure that no one came to disturb, closed his eyes and began to receive the plot.

The original owner's name is Mu Zhiyi, and she is the daughter of the Marquis of Weiyuan, who has made great achievements in war, and is the god of war admired by everyone in the entire Zhou Kingdom.

Feng Shinian, who was still the seventh prince, put a lot of effort into Mu Zhiyi, the daughter of the Hou family, in order to win over the Marquis of Weiyuan.

Feng Shi is a prince, his mother is from a big family, and he is as gentle as jade, and he is even more humble and generous.

No woman would be tempted by such an identity and appearance, and Mu Zhiyi easily fell into it.

Feng Shinian said that he would marry her as a concubine, but Mu Zhiyi even said that he would not marry, and the god of war Wei Yuanhou stood on the side of the Seven Princes.