Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

Cheng Yan's heartfelt words were effective, and Fu Zhiyan untied him that day.

Cheng Yan can move freely on the cruise ship, but he can't see Fu Zhiyan.

The most is to say a few words to Fu Jin.

"Brother Jin, are you really going to tell me where Master Fu is?" Cheng Yan blocked Fu Jin's way, with a hint of threat in his usual tone.

Fu Jinbai glanced at him, "I said you are really not afraid of death."

Although Fu Jin didn't know what he said to Master Fu during the day, Master Fu locked himself up directly and didn't say anything good at first sight.

"Brother Jin, you'll understand when you meet someone you like." Cheng Yan waved his hand and left.

Fu Jin looked at his back from behind, his shocked expression hadn't had time to retract.

What does this guy say?

Does that mean he's taken a fancy to Master Fu?

My good fellow, what else is he afraid to do?

Cheng Yan was walking aimlessly in the corridor, of course he knew that Fu Zhiyan was in that room, he was thinking about whether it would cause displeasure if he suddenly disturbed him.

Although Fu Zhiyan didn't like him enough.

Cheng Yan walked to the deck, hung half of his body on the railing, staring at the deep water in a daze.

Compared with the last mission, this mission made him completely clueless.

For so many days, the mission has really made no progress.

"009, what do you think I should do?"

Cheng Yan also used it to play hard to get, and used it with all his heart and soul. Fu Zhiyan only had emotional fluctuations, and the blackening value remained stable at 80.

"Host, the countdown to the death of the villain is five days. If the blackening value has not been cleared by then, the mission will fail."

009 is already bad, he means to make the host also bad.

"He will definitely die in five days?" Cheng Yan caught something wrong.

"99% probability."

Cheng Yan's voice was hoarse, "Even if I try my best, I can't save him?"

"Host, the villain in the original plot seems to be calculated to die by Fu Xing, but after my calculations, I am more inclined to give up his life."

Cheng Yan closed his eyes, his eyes fell on a point in the void of the sea, and suddenly found that he couldn't see anything.

He had suspected for a long time, how could Fu Zhiyan, such a suspicious person, get on the helicopter prepared by his subordinates so easily.

But he didn't want to tell himself that it was Fu Zhiyan's choice.

Fu Zhiyan has always been the image of a decisive boss in the plot, but before he became a boss, he was just Fu Zhiyan.

The pain he has experienced has made Master Fu today.

Everything is so hard-won, why did Fu Zhiyan give up?

Because of the variable Cheng Yan, the progress of the plot continued to accelerate, and even Fu Zhiyan's death was brought forward.

No one knows the reason why Fu Zhiyan chose to die in the original plot, but in this plot, Fu Zhiyan chose to die, most likely because of Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan thought he was changing everything, but he didn't know that he was the promoter of destiny.

He thought that this time it would be the same as the last world, and he could protect him from all dangers.

But in the end, all the harm that Fu Zhiyan avoided had an effect on Cheng Yan.

This is a closed loop, no matter what Cheng Yan does, the gears of fate will coincide.

Cheng Yan buried his head deeply, his chin resting on the cold railing, and the biting temperature made his soul more sober.

But the ensuing powerlessness made his sobriety a huge burden.

After a long time, 009 heard the dull and weak voice of the host: "If I leave now, can he survive?"

009 was silent for a while, he was calculating the feasibility.

"Host, if this is the case, the mortality rate will reach 100%."

Cheng Yan pulled the corner of his lips and laughed at himself.

Since it can't be changed no matter what, he should go to Fu Zhiyan.

However, before going, Cheng Yan took out his mobile phone and edited an email.

Five minutes later, Cheng Yan pushed the door open and entered Fu Zhiyan's room.

There was no one in the room, Cheng Yan glanced around, walked to a painting with a depressing style, found the mechanism behind the painting, and opened the darkroom.

Cheng Yan stood in front of the entrance of the dark dark room. It was very dark inside and there was no light at all.

Fu Zhiyan was inside.

He took a deep breath, stepped in, and walked along the passage.

The passage is not long, and it reaches the end in 1 minute.

The door panel completely covered the scene inside, but Cheng Yan's sight was not blocked.

There are no lights inside, and the only sofa is also black, and papers with messy line drawings are piled up everywhere, and these messy and depressing line drawings occupy the entire space.

The dense coldness spread to every inch of the room along the corner of the wall. There seemed to be monsters in the void, staring straight at their own territory, which could not be violated.

Cheng Yan clenched his fists and stepped into this extremely depressing space.

Although I have imagined it many times, seeing Cheng Yan with my own eyes still couldn't help but hold my breath.

He has always grown in the sun, using the sky as his quilt and the ground as his mat. He practiced swords when he was bored, and sat down to feel nature when he was bored.

In 2000, he never imagined what he would do if he was in such an environment.

I'm afraid I won't be able to wait a moment.

"Get out."

Before Cheng Yan saw Fu Zhiyan's figure, he heard the other party's hoarse and splitting voice, as if being rubbed and rubbed with hot gravel over and over again, leaving no one intact.

Cheng Yan looked at the black sofa with his back to him, his lips squirmed, but he couldn't say anything.

He silently walked around to the front of the sofa, with messy line drafts under his feet, and as he walked, the line drafts "automatically" made way for him.

The tall man sank into the sofa. He was dressed in black, almost blending into the sofa.

The wheelchair on the side fell to the ground, and there was no sense of existence in the darkness.

Fu Zhiyan raised his dark and scarlet eyes, staring at the ignorant man.

He tightened his grip on the white paper, and the white paper slowly revealed a smear of blood red.

Cheng Yan squatted down and looked at him.

"Can I stay with you?"

Cheng Yan's voice was a little choked, and he tried his best to calm himself down, trying to ignore everything around him.

Fu Zhiyan loosened his clenched hands suddenly, his gaze was a little dazed.

It was the first time someone told him that he wanted to be with him.

This person is always beyond his expectations.

But he didn't want to, not at all.

"go out."

Fu Zhiyan's voice did not fluctuate.

"Fu Zhiyan, I thought you accepted me by keeping me."

"You should know that it's dangerous to put a person like me on board. You had the chance to throw me into the sea, but unfortunately you gave up."

Cheng Yan's voice was clear and moist, as if he was telling touching words of love.

Before the words finished, Cheng Yan leaned forward and kissed her forcefully.

Fu Zhiyan's pupils suddenly dilated, and in the darkness, all senses were extremely clear.

He could feel the softness on his lips, smell the other person's grass and trees, hear his own thundering heartbeat, and feel his own reaction.

At this moment, he lost the ability to refuse.