Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 133 The sickly brother ([-])

Chapter 146 The Weird Room and the Weird Person
When An Mo woke up, she felt sore and weak, as if she had just gone through a brutal military training; the severe headache prevented her from receiving the plot immediately, and she raised her arm to massage her temple, but her elbow was involved The hurt, the feeling of being ripped apart made her gasp suddenly.

"Hiss - what kind of ghost world is this? Has the original owner been kidnapped and tortured?!"

"I told you not to come, and to hide in the reward world first, but you didn't." 01's voice suddenly appeared in my mind, with a tone of hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel.

An Mo was startled, and then asked pleasantly, "Why are you here?"

01 blushed at the full surprise in An Mo's tone. This was the first time someone treated him with such enthusiasm. After a while, he coughed awkwardly: "I have nothing to do, so I came to see what the world is like. The system was busy suppressing ability users, so I got in through a loophole."

He said this easily, but An Mo understood that 01 was taking a risk, and he didn't reveal it at all, so he took advantage of the situation and asked, "How is Liyuan?"

It is impossible for Lian Xing to really become the Demon King. An Mo took Li Yuan away just to get rid of her without leaving any criticism; slander, deception, and impersonation were all crimes that resulted in death. Her achievements were completely irreparable. After Yuan Xiu is promoted, he can return to the palace at any time and punish her to death.

However, Liyuan's last words and the fact that the system suppressed the backlash of the capable users made her very worried, and she wanted to know what happened to Liyuan.

"After you left, he broke through the defense layer of the system at the cost of his own cultivation, and his goal was directed at this world. The specific progress is unknown, but the body you originally planned to release should not be this body." Mentioned this matter 01 is a headache, and that broken system, knowing that it is dangerous, even makes a good idea and puts An Mo here!

"MD," 01 scolded after finishing speaking: "I was discovered, Momo, you must be careful in this world..."

01's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared from An Mo's mind.

An Mo frowned. She didn't expect the so-called backlash to have such a big impact. After her mind calmed down, she carefully looked around, but the surrounding scene surprised her again.

This is a house dominated by black and white tones. It covers a very large area. It is probably a villa. But the biggest problem is that there is no wall in the whole house, and all rely on load-bearing columns to support the house. You can see the situation in a random glance around the house. .

Weird... Apart from this word, An Mo couldn't think of anything else.

She struggled to sit up, but heard a sound of metal rubbing, and she was completely sluggish: two-finger-thick chains were piled on the ground at the foot of the bed, which was just placed at the bottom of the room. In the corner, one end of the chain is fixed to the wall, and the other end - is put on the ankle of his right foot.

The inside of the ring was wrapped in thick cotton cloth. She tried to move her right leg, but it was soft instead of painful from friction.

So she couldn't figure it out even more. What was the person who kidnapped her thinking? On the one hand, he caused injuries all over his body, and on the other hand, he took protective measures in such details. Is he a good person or a bad person?
If her head wasn't still dizzy and in unbearable pain, she would have eagerly accepted the plot.

Feeling helpless and helpless, she lay back on the bed, the process was another convulsive pain, which made her grin her teeth and break out in cold sweat.Closing his eyes, his mind slowly calmed down. While rubbing his temples, An Mo thought about various possibilities and how to deal with them.

"Does your head hurt?" A low and magnetic male voice suddenly sounded. An Mo didn't care to appreciate the beautiful and sweet sound. He opened his eyes suddenly, and the cold sweat that had subsided started to flow out again.

Nervousness, fear, hatred, gloom... Many kinds of negative emotions from the original owner were twisted together, as if sprayed from a high-pressure water gun, and hit with a swift and violent impact, making An Mo dizzy.

Who is this guy?when did he come inThere was no sound of opening the door, no sound of footsteps, no sound of breathing, no sound of clothing rubbing while walking, and he was clearly by his side, but if he wasn't looking at him, it would seem that he didn't exist!
A master, to be precise, might be a genius killer.

An Mo now knew nothing about the world and the original owner's situation, so he didn't dare to respond casually so that people would notice the abnormality, so he only frowned and nodded vigorously, and then closed his eyes as if he was extremely tired.

The man was silent for a long while and sighed, sounding very lonely: "You are still the same, you don't want to see me..." As he spoke, he raised his hand to caress An Mo's eyebrows, his fingertips were a little cold, and his Same sound.

An Mo couldn't help but think of his face again: slender eyebrows, phoenix eyes, straight nose, thin lips slightly pressed, short chestnut hair messily scattered on his forehead...

Coquettish, seductive, and...evil and sycophantic.

"Look at how nervous you are." The man said, his fingertips traced down An Mo's forehead, and he opened his palm to caress her cheek; He wiped it away with his fingers, and in an instant, the beating heart became more violent, almost jumping out of his chest, and the man stopped immediately.

"Forget it, I still have some things to deal with, so you can rest first." The man's tone no longer fluctuated and he ordered calmly.

He arranged the quilt piled at his feet, covered An Mo gently and slowly, without touching An Mo's body in the process, and then turned and walked out of the room.

Still the same as when she came, An Mo couldn't hear a sound, and she didn't know if the man really left as said, she didn't dare to open her eyes immediately, just waiting and waiting, the body and mind were highly tense, which brought great exhaustion , Gradually fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was the evening of the next day, and the house was still quiet. An Mo looked at the setting sun outside the window, feeling a little sour in his heart for no reason, and could not help but picture the man's infinitely lonely eyes.

On the bedside table was a glass of water, a bowl of millet porridge, and a few dishes of light side dishes. A note paper was pressed on the bottom of the bowl, and a sentence was written on it with a black marker pen: someone delivers food every half an hour. Just wait.

The font looks chic and elegant but also looks powerful, a combination of contradictions and nature.

An Mo reached out and touched the wall of the bowl. It was very hot. Presumably it was delivered just now. According to the man's reaction to her yesterday, he probably wouldn't have poisoned the food. Just when the sound of "gurgling" came from her stomach, she Without thinking about it, he picked up the bowl and sipped the porridge.

The depleted body was gradually filled with energy, and the headache gradually weakened. An Mo took a deep breath and let out a mouthful of stale air, and only then began to accept the plot.After a while, she gritted her teeth resentfully, and even wanted to bang her own head violently to teach the original owner a lesson.

　Thanks to Yan, Shirley Li19, lulu5454, making money is king, Jingzi66, ShitN0, thank you.

　　
　
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