The host is so handsome

Chapter 24 The Title Is Impossible ([-])

"Host, host, you were actually the protagonist of the plot in the last world. I thought you were Mumu!"

Ok.

The system was very happy with four grade points, so it didn't care about Ji Liang's attitude.

[Mission: Cultivate to become a master]

The original owner was a peach tree that was burned to death.

The weather was bad a few days ago, and several thunderstorms ignited this mountain forest. Looking around, there were all blackened trees. The original owner, a small peach seedling that had taken root and sprouted for a year, was even worse. It was burned to the point of a black stem, with no leaves left.

After Ji Liang looked around, he closed his eyes and went to sleep. The mountains were boring and there was no color around. He might as well dream of meeting Duke Zhou.

It didn't feel like she had been squinting for a long time, and she vaguely heard a childish voice saying: "Hey, in this scorched wood forest, you are the first to sprout new sprouts, let me help you."

Then Ji Liang felt cool all over his body, and the burning pain also eased a lot.She opened her eyes and looked at the pink and jade-carved doll in front of her, but unfortunately she couldn't speak.

The considerate official endorsement of the small system: I'm going to sleep, why are you pouring water on me!

The other party touched the tender little bud and smiled: "I'll come see you next time I sneak out to play."

Seeing the person flying away, Ji Liang continued to sleep again. During this period, the milk doll came several times, talking to her on his own, really noisy.

"You've grown up, it's been 100 years, do you have psychic skills? It doesn't matter if you don't, just listen..."

"Hmph, let me tell you, Father is so annoying, he hit me when he found out that I sneaked to the lower realm to play, my palms were all red."

"Wow, it's the first time I've come to see you when you're in bloom. It's so beautiful. A lot of interesting things have happened in heaven recently. How about I tell you all about it?"

"You are five hundred years old, and you still haven't opened your spiritual orifice? I have learned many spells. By the way, can I pick a peach to eat? If you don't tell me, I'll take it as your consent!"

"Are you asleep? Anything can become a spirit in 1 years. Why haven't you made any move yet? I've been upset lately. The little fairy from the Yaohua Shangxian family is always sticking behind me. It seems to be called... Qing Ci, do you have a name?"

Tsk, I really can't sleep peacefully.

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds. The God of Thunder and the Mother of Lightning were looking for the demon who had overcome the calamity, and then they saw His Highness.

"That monster has been asleep for 1 years, but now it wakes up. Why is your Highness here with it?" Lei Gong frowned, a little embarrassed, and Mother Dian thought about it: "The thunder that crosses the tribulation still has to fall. Just follow the little highness, that peach demon has not done anything evil for ten thousand years, so it will be fine in a while."

"Success, listen to you."

There was thunder and lightning in the sky, ninety-nine and eighty-one thunder catastrophes struck, but they barely passed by the peach trees.

After a long time, the sky cleared and there was no cloud in the sky. The fairy-like six-year-old child touched the tree trunk and asked, "Have you survived the calamity?"

"You always tell me trivial things, disturbing my slumber," a clear voice drifted down from the branches, "If I don't change my form to scold you, you will probably still be noisy."

The warm light was finely cut and fell, and the wind in the forest blew gently. It was March in the spring, when the pink and willows were green, there were light pink petals rising wantonly, caressing the hanging tender leaves. The pink skirt and the gauze slipping between the arms.

Today I seem to have some clear understanding of what peach blossoms are and their blooms are shining brightly.

"Hi sister, my name is Ye Hansheng." The little baby showed a bright and lovely smile, and there seemed to be stars in his eyes.

"Ji Liang." Glancing at the kid under the tree, Ji Liang landed on the ground, his eyes were cold and joyless, and he walked around him.

"Sister Ah Liang, where are you going?" Ye Hansheng gently grabbed her shawl, and leaned forward to ask, as if he was not afraid of her indifference.

Ji Liang pulled back the yarn, moved forward, and said coldly: "It's boring in the mountains, so I'm going to have some fun."

Ye Hansheng caught up with his short legs, and said with a smile, "I've heard that the best place in the world to have fun is the brothel."

"Then do you know there is still Qingguan Yuan?" Ji Liang looked at him sideways, he should have a lot of money selling this little brat.

"I've never heard of it, where is it?" Ye Hansheng didn't feel any sense of crisis, he followed Ji Liang and quietly held her hand.

"It's the same place as a brothel, but there are all men in it." Ji Liang withdrew his hand, cast a spell and changed into ordinary clothes, his demeanor was still as cold as the world of mortals.

"Little boy, if you follow me again, I will sell you into the Qingyuan Courtyard, where you will be hunted by others day and night."

Ji Liang pinched his chin, expressionless as if lying.

"Host, how could you do this!"

Shut up, I put up with him for a long time.

The small system had no choice but to eat melons in silence.

Ye Hansheng was a little scared, so he stood there and waited for Ji Liang to disappear before quietly following him.

There is a lantern festival tonight, the street is very lively at this time, men and women are in pairs, Ji Liang has been bored for too long, so he wandered around until it was dark, and the lights just came on.

The number of people gradually increased, including those who asked questions, sold lanterns, sachets, and seasonal flowers. Of course, the most popular ones were those who sent flowers to express their sincere appreciation.

"Girl, a young master wants me to give you flowers." A flower seller ran over and pointed to a flirtatious fan swinging a fan not far away.

"Go back." Ji Liang turned around and left. The people over there quickly brought their servants to stop them, and said with a smile: "Beauty, I like you, how about drinking and having fun tonight?"

The system is watching a show while drinking a drink, and this passer-by is about to finish.

In order to wait for Ji Liang to make a move, a stone hit the man's head. He covered his red forehead and scolded angrily, "Who doesn't have eyes!"

A servant with sharp eyes quickly ran over and caught him, saying, "That's the brat."

"You are not allowed to bully Sister A-Liang!" Ye Hansheng struggled, unable to break away at all, so he could only glare at the leader angrily.

The man slapped him and cursed: "You're going to be a hero to save the beauty before your hair is full. Where's the brat? Hit me!"

Those servants were not polite, and the people around were just watching and commenting on this man's evil deeds, but they didn't dare to help, they couldn't afford to offend this rich man.

Ji Liang stood on the sidelines, turned around to leave, and the system quickly stopped her.

"Host, don't you save people?"

He can solve it with a spell.

"But people in heaven can't use magic casually in the mortal world!"

Tsk, trouble.

She kicked the young man down, crushed something hard, and said indifferently, "Tell your servant to stop."

"Yes yes yes..." The man broke out in cold sweat, "Stop it, stop it!"

The group of servants stopped and hurriedly called the young master. Only then did Ye Hansheng let go of the hand holding his head and ran behind Ji Liang.

"Close your eyes."

Ye Han was puzzled, and was about to look up, but Ji Liang pressed him into his arms.

She transformed into the Zheyao Sword, cut the man's thing on the ground, picked him up and left.

"Master! Master!"

"What a hero among women. What a beautiful job..."

The sounds around him made Ye Han curious. He wanted to raise his head several times to look behind Ji Liang, but he was pressed firmly on his chest. The cold smell made his breathing stagnate.

(End of this chapter)