A quiet night, alone, somewhat empty and somewhat desolate. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Sitting under the starry sky and looking up at the beautiful sky, it feels real but unreal, shimmering, and seems to be a little beating.

Everything about beauty is always in an instant, quiet, and the temporary silence makes Shi Shanrou's originally stirring feelings gradually decline.

The shadow slowly climbed up to her chest, and turned back in a daze, but saw the projection of the ancient acacia, and Sen Ran came to thicken her gloomy heart.

Listening to the wind, chattering, I went back to my room, wandering, and my heart was empty and panicked.

After losing the system, my heart is really nesty, like a piece of black looming over my head, and I feel like I am lost.

Murong Qiu, who was in a coma, had a trace of tranquility on his face.

Do you want to kill her?

Kill it, she is not only the head of the four major Xiuzhen families, but also has an inextricable relationship with Yunzong, not to mention that she once sacrificed her love to save herself, and she can't kill her in any reason.

Don't kill it, the system that has worked so hard to get it is just given away for nothing, and because of the system, she will definitely know some secrets that she shouldn't know.

Thinking that Shui Rou had dreamed and tested herself, Shi Shanrou couldn't help but wonder again, could it be that the system is no longer a cheat unique to traversers?

If it is said that the host exposes the system, it is understandable that the high-level of the real world knows about it, but the system can be absorbed by the aborigines of the real world, which is simply unreasonable!

System?

What is a system?

What is the role of the system?

Isn't it just to add a golden finger to the traverser, so that he can stand out among thousands of people, and then happily slap his face and pretend to be bi, extreme YY?

But once ....

Once the system is no longer a secret, the value and significance it can bring will definitely completely subvert the cultivation system of the entire True Realm.

When it begins to be contested, the traversers who possess it will be hunted down and killed, and will be ruthlessly strangled before it even emerges!

What's more, some people who are blockbusters will be directly mistaken for a traverser with a system.

At that time, the robbery is endless, the family and friends are desperately protecting, and the geniuses of the real world will fall into the situation of being killed by bees, and then the real world will be in chaos, the alien invasion, and the protagonist will stand up and pretend to be bi...

Ay?

This also seems to be a plot line of revenge....

No, no, it's off topic.

Where did you just think of it?

By the way, Murong Qiu has an inextricable relationship with the Yun Sect, and the Yun Sect Master once vaguely told himself not to let himself use the system.

Her tone didn't seem to know that I was the time-traveler, and her warning, did it mean that she already knew that the system could be absorbed and used by the natives?

If this is the case, it is worth pondering the mind of the Lord God to let so many people pass through.

In order to upgrade the 700 host system faster, it just made a forbidden place for us to kill each other.....

Is it to let the aborigines die in the forbidden land?

It seems somewhat possible to say this, after all, there is still a clear difference between the way the aborigines and the earthlings speak.

But the problem is, the forbidden land is obviously upgraded by people with a system, so why should this poor guy without a system go?

What is the difference between being a poor woman and fighting hard with a group of guys?

Thinking of this, Shi Shanrou quietly looked at the still messy tables, chairs and beds, and her stunned mood reminded her of violet.

Qi Ran's candle flame reflected her ruddy face in the past, and she only felt upset.

Taking a step forward, the thought of losing the system twice makes me a step more nervous.

Can't let her know she's a traverser...

It was as if the blood in her whole body had been injected into her heart at once, and she couldn't bear it anymore, she raised the sword in her hand, and kept clenching and opening her fists.

She wasn't hostile to me, and she was in a hurry to explain before she fell unconscious, she didn't mean to.

She felt that she was starting to become indecisive, as if she had walked into a narrow alley and could not find a way out.

Shui Rou seems to have a different view of the traverser and the system, Shen Kite has already betrayed, in case she tells Shui Rou, then her good life will come to an end.....

No way!

I can't afford to lose Shui Rou as a backer again.....

There was no smile on her face, and it was a cold winter in her heart, "Murong Qiu, you are indeed a little beauty, but I don't have a system, I can't lose Shui Rou as a backer, so..."

The blade gradually raised, shimmering and dazzling.

She tilted her head in pain, a spasm of pain passing over her mouth, and the two wrinkles trembled like two bitter smiles.

The unwavering killing intent in her heart began to make her face strangely sad and painful, as cold as Yan Bing, and there seemed to be infinite remorse and unbearability in her indifference...

Bang Dang!

With a crisp sound, his lips trembled a few times, as if he had been watered by a strong cold wind, and abandoned his sword.

She still couldn't get her hands on it.

She can go out and kill because of anyone's insulting words, or she can kill someone because of her position.

But right now, she can't be a killer, maybe because of her beauty, maybe because of her bullying, or because she once protected herself....

Exhaustion.

Holding her knees, she sat curled up in the silver-white darkness.

Facing the ethereal sky, she didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment, she didn't know helplessness, she didn't know how to be annoyed, and she didn't know how to comfort herself, she just wanted to sit quietly until dawn.

Thank.. Thank you.

Murong Qiubing looked aimlessly ahead, her thin figure elongated the shadow of the light under the reflection of the moonlight, and it became more and more desolate.

As early as when Shi Shanrou had a killing opportunity, she had already woken up from a fainting, and her killing intent could be clearly felt, she wanted to kill herself, and she didn't have to say a word.

She is poetic, kind and gentle, and she is the person under the throne of the true monarch.

And he is just attached to the Xiuzhen family of Yunzong, just an obedient dog.

If she wants to die by herself, she will die by herself, she wants the Murong family to be destroyed, and the Murong family will not see the sun the next day.

She knew she got something she didn't deserve and something she shouldn't know, so she didn't have to struggle.

Her eyes were blurred, and she cried with joy, and her eyes, which she didn't cry often, were full of tears.

Glancing at the blade of the sword that was still shining in the cold light, he walked to the window weakly, stretched out his slender jade hand, flicked it lightly, and instantly played and sang, "Rolling red dust in an instant, robbing the endless world..."

The beautiful notes fluttered in her ears, and Murong Qiu also opened her singing voice, although it was the crisp voice that a girl should have, but it already contained the seeds of sadness and resentment.

In the midst of the sounds, sometimes a few are a little more high-pitched, as if they are a tactful lament coming directly from the depths of the heart, and then slowly descend again, almost to the point of none, as if a breeze is blowing.....

The sound of the piano gradually fell, Shi Shanrou slapped her legs and stood up, looking at Murong Qiu's expression a little weird: "I played well, but unfortunately I couldn't hear any artistic conception at all, I just felt itchy and uncomfortable, by the way, can you give me a? If you can, give me a in the future." ”

"Huh,?"

Murong Qiu was shocked, and his face suddenly turned red when he saw what she said.

She is twenty-three years old, her love has opened early, and she is disciplined at home, and the secret art in the boudoir has long been familiar with it, seeing Shi Shanrou asking her like this, she thought crookedly, her face suddenly became hot, and she said with a sigh: "There is no Xiao to blow." ”

Shi Shanrou listened to her, and what she was thinking was not the same thing, she just wanted to listen to Xiao Qu, but she was a metaphor that she didn't have JJ.

Since the topic has been dirty, Shi Shanrou naturally has no reason to correct it, so she glanced at this person and said solemnly: "There will be." ”

Murong Qiu was afraid that the more he talked, the more chaotic it became, so he hurriedly changed the topic, "Miss Shanrou, since you have returned, then follow me back to Yunzong from the secret passage." ”

"No hurry, no hurry, I heard.... Your underwear is made of silk. ”