Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 216 My Lord General, I'm a Playwright! (two)
Chapter 236 Active and Passive
The reason why An Mo didn't choose to treat the general's hidden wounds was simple: that's how the original owner died.

Yulu is succulent, no, it is called opera in this world.The play was rewarded by the General when he returned to Beijing last time. He has lived in the General's Mansion for two years. During these two years, he has cultivated to become a master, and then he fell in love with the General who returned to Beijing at first sight.

Discovering that the person he admired had been seriously injured, Xi turned into a human in the dead of night and secretly ran for treatment, but was caught by the general.

Then there is no more, Xi is just a plant that has become a spirit, not very advanced cultivation, can not reach the level of a demon, at most it is a humanoid form to save people with the characteristics of its own plant, a general whose force value is maxed After discovering it, he immediately locked his throat and died.

Perhaps the only benefit of the system's so-called "entering the world in advance" reward is that she can practice for a while, and it's just for a while.

But she couldn't heal the wound, which didn't mean Lan Xin couldn't.Lan Xin's cat has evolved into a demon after 100 years of practice. Although it can't beat the general, it can still protect itself.

Counting the days, it has been half a month since the cat came to the General's Mansion, An Mo didn't believe that Lan Xin could still hold his breath.

Sure enough, that night, a strong wave of demon power swept across the General's Mansion, An Mo's thick leaves trembled, and then fell into silence.

The next day, the Juluo cat was released from the backyard and followed the general all day long, whether eating or sleeping.

"Why don't you make a move?" the system asked impatiently.

"Why do you do it? Are you going to die?" An Mo turned into a human form and drank tea with his legs crossed on the chair in the study.

The system was silent for a moment, and said, "Are you giving up on this mission?"

"You also feel that the body given to me is too weak and there is no hope of success?" An Mo took another sip of tea, swayed his toes, and sneered.

In fact, she didn't care much about the level of strength, because the taskers couldn't directly fight each other. In the previous life, An Mo could order Lan Xin to be killed. In the end, Lan Xin was killed by the zombie king ordering the zombies.

Although Lan Xin's strength in this life is a bit higher than hers, what can she do with her?

"Your identities are random, I didn't choose them." The system sensed An Mo's hostility and subconsciously argued.

"So?" An Mo drank the third cup of tea.

"...There is no reason." The system wants to say that this is fair, but the two identities themselves are unfair.

"Which of us do you want to succeed?" An Mo asked after drinking the last cup of tea.

"The system cannot be biased towards those who belong to the same space mission."

"You told me secretly?" Cultivation is also quite boring, An Mo teases the system when he is free and in a good mood.

"The Lord God's Space Time Monitoring System."

"So, let me ask you, who do you save first when Lan Xin and I fall into the water at the same time?"

"...The system can't swim, please master the swimming skills by yourself."

"Someone is here, can you change the tea back for me?" An Mo immediately turned back into a plant and huddled in a corner, only to realize that he drank all the tea: "I forgot to put the teacup and the teacup back!"

The system silently changed the teacup in the pot back into the tea tray, and the tea reappeared in the teapot, still steaming slowly.

An Mo felt that the system should be biased towards him.

It was night, the tired birds were returning to their nests, and the chirping of insects was gradually calming down. In the huge general's mansion, only the hidden guards were still awake, hiding in every corner and shadow to be vigilant around.

An Mo turned into a human form and began to do radio gymnastics in the study room. The system in his head was shouting "one two three four, two two three four" to the beat, so lively.

"Host, you made a mistake just now, your arms should be parallel to your shoulders." The system is happy to watch An Mo do exercises, because only then will its suggestions be adopted.

After doing the exercises, An Mo started to practice dancing.

"Stop, keep this posture, lift your arms up, spread your fingers..."

"The legs are too stiff, the toes are stretched..."

"Look up, close your eyes..."

The system never tires of teaching An Mo to dance, and it cherishes the host's rare obedient time.

"Master System, can you teach me some easy dances?" She has practiced martial arts for several generations, but she did not expect this dance competition to be much more difficult: "The Jinghong Dance is not something that ordinary people like me can master."

"Master host, the proposal is rejected, please practice hard!" The system replied proudly.

An Mo pursed his lips, always feeling that he was working too hard to attract the attention of the target.

With Lan Xin's cat demon in front of him, the general will think that there are other fairies in the world. With his mind, he can quickly associate the abnormality that can't be found with the fairies, and then guess the study room. There is also a goblin in it.

Lan Xin was able to stay by the general's side all day, not because she healed the general's hidden wounds, but because she was too threatening and an uncontrollable factor, the general had to keep her by his side to monitor.

Being able to hold a soldier under the suspicious emperor for many years will not be someone who can be easily approached, and the high defense is probably worse than the dragon gate where a carp is about to jump.

That being the case, An Mo did the opposite, taking advantage of the other party's cautiousness and suspicion to make him discover his own existence on his own initiative. In this way, he would be much less wary of himself.

One is the demon who takes the initiative to approach him, and the other is the spirit who is discovered by himself. It is self-evident which one is more dangerous and suspicious.

"Master host, you are too treacherous." The system spied on An Mo's heart and commented.

"Master System, thank you for your compliment. If you can inform me in advance that the general is outside the door, I will appreciate you even more." An Mo replied with a smile.

Repeating the practice every night like this, the general just ordered the secret guards to secretly monitor An Mo's every move, and never took the initiative to meet her. It was not until half a month later that An Mo's Jinghong Dance had been practiced to perfection——

"Master host, the general is coming, and there are still 100 meters away from the door." The system stopped Jinghongwu's accompaniment and reminded.

An Mo thanked him, secretly calculated the distance between the two, and then just before the other party was about to open the door to enter, he "accidentally" stepped on his skirt and fell to the ground.

"Oops...it hurts to death...my ass..." She couldn't help complaining in a low voice, trying to stand up while rubbing her butt.

The injured person sitting on the ground is obviously less threatening than the standing person who can attack at any time. At this moment, the general suddenly opened the door and appeared in front of An Mo.

The moonlight was shining softly, coating the man's body with a layer of silver. The moon-white silk underwear could not conceal his perfectly proportioned figure. The standard wide shoulders, narrow waist and nine-headed body bore an expressionless handsome face. face, examining the woman who fell to the ground.

"who are you?"

"who are you?"

The two asked in unison.

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