The Favor of the Delicate Villain of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 1, Prince and Slave ([-])
"Host, host, wake up, wake up!!!"

An immature voice rang out in Wen Qingqing's mind in a hurry, with some eagerness to burn her ass, she screamed anxiously,
The thing in the grass moved, a dusty hand stretched out, fumbled around the ground lightly, grabbed something that was still hard, stuck its head out slowly, and paused , retreated back again, and came out this time, there was a roasted sweet potato in her mouth, it was black, she let go, and just lay down on the ground to eat that sweet potato,

The system covered its face, although it didn't want to admit it, but the lump on the ground, the fool who was eating roasted sweet potatoes deliciously, was its host.
"Host, hurry—"

Wen Qingqing didn't hear what this guy was pushing in her head, because she felt that she was being pulled up by the collar, and she also looked confused, I ate well, who the hell provoked me, Lao Tzu Roasted sweet potato!

Wen Qingqing quickly held her breath, because the face on the other side came closer, her eyes were long and narrow and handsome, exuding cruelty and evil spirit, the corners of her mouth always seemed to be raised in an arc, and there was a red mole of tears in the corner of her eyes , she blinked, and the owner of the opposite eye laughed "heh", then, Wen Qingqing fell down heavily,

She grinned in pain, and the roasted sweet potato rolled on the ground, Wen Qingqing ignored the pain, and followed the roasted sweet potato to get up.Damn it, just after passing through, I encountered a game where nobles slaughtered slaves, and managed to save their lives. I found a piece of roasted sweet potato, but I couldn't just throw it away. It's all because of this unreliable Da Zhuang.

The system Dazhuang said that he is innocent, and at the same time he is very ashamed and angry about his name, well, it is called Dazhuang, and he will accompany this fool in front of him to travel through various worlds to do tasks.

Wen Qingqing just watched the sweet potato that was about to be crushed yellow by a black boot with gold silk on a white background. She took a deep breath, told herself, calm down, calm down, and then bit the boots.

system:……

The owner of the boots:  …

Wen Qingqing greeted this person's eight generations of ancestors, and when she realized it, she rolled her eyes. This person is either rich or expensive at first glance, maybe he can take herself out.As for the task, heh, what kind of dog is that, my life is almost dead.

system:……

The owner of the boots finally spoke, with a crisp and magnetic voice with a little smile, as clear and moist as the sweet rain after a long drought, it seemed empty and distant in the dark and cold night,
"The boot you're biting is the lifesaver boot that just pulled you out,"

Wen Qingqing almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, was that hard thing just this guy's boot?

At this time, there was only a "stab" sound, the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the air, Wen Qingqing resolutely rolled up in a group, and then raised her head, the pair of boots had already trampled on the sneak attacker. With a "crack", Wen Qingqing hugged her neck in horror.

She cried and said, "Brother, I was wrong. Your boots taste really good. Please let me go. After I go out, I will give all the roasted sweet potatoes to your boots."

system:……

"I don't know her, she doesn't know me,"

The owner of the boots:  …

After a suffocating silence,

"My lord remembers your words. Since all the roasted sweet potatoes in your life belong to this lord, you will be my lord's own from now on. Now go find some firewood."

Wen Qingqing said in her heart: I am XXXX,

Wen Qingqing said realistically: "Okay, brother, you really have a vision, I'll go now!"

She got up slowly, thinking about which dog hole to drill to get rid of this royal dog that suddenly appeared, when a faint voice came from behind,

"If you dare to sneak away, this king will search the entire capital to arrest you and cut you up piece by piece."

Wen Qingqing shuddered, and finally started to run in big strides.

When the moon was halfway up, Wen Qingqing came back with firewood in her arms. The corners of her eyes were red, her face was dirty, and she still had an unknown grass root in her mouth, but she couldn't hide the light in her eyes. So bright, so dazzling, that dog man finally spoke again,

"My lord, Mu Ye."

"oh,"

Mu Ye seemed a little surprised by Wen Qingqing's calmness. He carefully observed every expression on this villain's face, and found that she really didn't seem to be afraid of him. Mu Ye was a little disappointed.
But in fact, Wen Qingqing's calves are weak now. Looking at the information about Mu Ye that Da Zhuang found out, she feels that the roasted sweet potatoes in her life may really be lost.

Mu Ye, the sixth prince of Nanyuan Kingdom, lost his mother at the age of nine, and he was also forced to live on the top of the abyss for seven years due to persecution.Food is scarce there, temperature is unstable, swamps are everywhere, poisons are rampant, and even the most basic sunshine has become an unattainable luxury due to the existence of miasma.There is a sentence in the system introduction that is particularly conspicuous: Mu Ye is the only person among all plane missions who has survived in the dark for seven years without going crazy.After returning to the mainland, he frantically beheaded all those who had persecuted him with a thunderous force, but turned around and pushed the cynical Ninth Prince to the throne, proclaiming himself King of Nan'an and ignoring the government.

Wen Qingqing: Da Zhuang, do you feel that this prince is a ruthless person, so awesome, how can he live for so long if he can't eat well or sleep well?

System Dazhuang: Uh, it may be that the target hardware for the strategy is relatively complete this time.
Wen Qingqing: Oh, no wonder his feet are so hard, my teeth are still hurting now,
The system is strong: ...

Mu Ye skillfully took a few shriveled firewood, knocked out sparks with a stone, and in the crackling and slowly igniting flames, he glanced at Wen Qingqing, who was already asleep, and closed his eyes.

Wen Qingqing was so angry that she wanted to curse, she just wanted to sleep late, she raised her head angrily, and met a neat group of people.Mu Ye was staring straight at her face.Wen Qingqing paused, took a deep breath, these are all uncles, these are all uncles.She suppressed her sleepiness and said with a smile,
"Go slowly, gentlemen,"

Mu Ye: ...

Mu Ye's subordinates: ...

"Come on man,"

"Subordinates are here,"

"Drag this thing back to my lord,"

Wen Qingqing: ...

When she opened her eyes again, she had already arrived at an unknown place. Wen Qingqing looked around, and saw that everywhere was resplendent and antique, with unknown flowers carved on the dark purple window frame, and on the incense table beside it, braving The wisps of white smoke smelled very pleasant, Wen Qingqing squinted her eyes,

"Host, mission, mission!"

"Don't worry, let me sleep for a while, I'm already mentally prepared, and it won't take a while to get rid of this devil, let me recharge my energy first, hey, Da Zhuang, can you hide food there ?”

Da Zhuang: ...Hold it, hold it back, this is the host I chose, I can't beat you, you can't scold me,

"Wen Qingqing, get the hell out of here!!"

(End of this chapter)