Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Bai Tuanzi was confused again. Thorn Castle and the Chu family were both investigated. Chu Sichen had two younger brothers who died. It was good that he didn't lose control and go crazy now.

As Xiu Jin who caused all this tragedy, how could he not hate it?

Rong Mo withdrew his gaze and touched the confused little bastard, "It's because of his hatred that he won't reveal Xiu Jin."

When a person's hatred reaches a certain level and he wants to cook his flesh and drink his blood, how can he let his enemy die comfortably?

“I didn’t expose the Chu family’s overseas companies.”

Bai Tuanzi thought for a moment and blinked his mung bean eyes, "The host... gave him the possibility of revenge?"

"If the rope is too tight, it will break. Chu Sichen will not be able to finish the game so easily."

Rong Mo lowered his eyes and smiled, touching the ring on his ring finger.

I want to repair myself...

I really want to see someone now.

Bai Tuanzi looked at Rong Mo with a complex expression. His dark red pupils gradually became brighter, and the dust and frost faded away, as if something was trying to break through the seal.

Rong Mo's emotions are getting weaker and weaker.

Increasingly, I am leaning towards the shadowy figure standing on the other side of the underworld.

Was it influenced by Xiu Jin or Xuan Yi, or was Rong Mo hiding too deeply, or both?

Bai Tuanzi opened his mouth hesitantly, and a shadow that no one could see except him appeared behind Bai Tuanzi, and his gentle voice fell faintly.

"Don't try to tamper with the master's rules. You can't save him."

Bai Tuanzi's soul trembled violently, and he stood with his hands behind his back in his mind, raising his hands to destroy all the revenge systems of Tiandaosi, causing its figure to appear again.

The white mist filled the air, and the ethereal figure gradually disappeared into it. Looking back, the cold purple eyes were like a pool of water locked in thick fog, unfathomable and difficult to fathom.

Bai Tuanzi suddenly came back to his senses and broke into a cold sweat, "He has been watching?"

"Yes…"

The ethereal voice penetrated the eardrums from far to near, "Through you, through me, through thousands of worlds, the eyes of countless creatures are always looking at us."

"..."

Rong Mo looked sideways at the frozen Bai Tuanzi and frowned. Why was the little thing so stupid? Didn't he hear what he said?

"Tuanzi, Tuanzi?"

"Huh? What's wrong with the host?" Bai Tuanzi returned to his stupid look.

Even Rong Mo didn't notice the strange color in his eyes.

"I asked you to track Qian Lixiang on Chu Muyang's body. What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing..." Bai Tuanzi called up the virtual panel, "I'll check it now."

Rong Mo's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked up and down at Bai Tuanzi. Why did he feel that the little thing looked weird?

"Host, Chu Muyang's location has been found. He is at a farmhouse on the outskirts of city x."

"Yeah, I got it." Rong Mo glanced at the address and looked up at the driver, "Go to this address."

The driver glanced sideways and replied respectfully: "Okay, Mr. Rong."

There was dead silence again, Rong Mo tapped his finger on the white dumpling turtle shell.

"Hey, come out and talk"

"Gah?" Bai Tuanzi raised his eyes and met Rong Mo's dim pupils.

"What are you pretending to be? Do you want me to catch you out?" Rong Mo tilted his chin, looking through his stupid green eyes at the man sitting on the jade platform in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

"What do you want to talk about?" Xuan Ye's calm voice appeared in Rong Mo's mind.

Is this another white dumpling that split?

"..." Xuan Ye didn't want to be compared with that stupid little thing, so he interrupted, "He was born based on me."

"Oh? So you are the real owner?" Rong Mo raised his eyebrows.

Xuan Ye smiled slightly and said, "It depends on what you think."

"I don't want to say something useless, just say something that interests me."

"Sorry, I can't say"

"Is it okay if I ask about the revenge system?" Rong Mo squinted his eyes and smiled. He felt very unhappy. He felt like he was being plotted.

"You can answer selectively"

"..." Damn, is Bai Tuanzi really so annoying?

Rong Mo asked again: "Who is the target of my revenge?"

At first, he did join the mission because he was bored, but as time went by, he felt something was wrong. The mission was like keys, unlocking something sealed in him one by one.

Xuan Yi stared at the person who was deep in thought. Even if he was reborn and transformed into such a stupid person, would it still make this person suspicious?

"I can't tell you"

"Your horse riding is a revenge system. You don't even tell me your revenge target. Is it reasonable?"

Xuan Ye still smiled and responded, "It's reasonable."

"You! If you have the ability, come out to me"

Xuan Ye: "You can't beat me, at least not now."

"???" Rong Mo laughed angrily, "Aren't you afraid that when I can survive the fight, I will come to settle old and new grudges with you?"

"It is indeed possible. Thank you for informing me. I will run in advance."

"You!" Rong Mo boasts that he has never lost a fight, and this is the second person who is more shameless than him.

What the hell are the people around him, each one more perverted than the last!

Rong Mo took a deep breath to calm down his swollen head, "Then tell me, what is the meaning of living?"

"..." Xuan Ye didn't understand, "Why are you asking me about the meaning of life?"

Rong Mo fell silent. Ever since he was sensible, he had a sense of being wandering between heaven and earth, with nowhere to return.

For him, emotions are just decorations. Everyone wants him to die, but he doesn't want people to get what they want, so he wants to live more than anyone else. He seems free and easy, but he doesn't know why he lives...

"You are so desperate to complete the mission, I don't see that you want to live..." Xuan Ye found Rong Mo's idea very interesting.

Rong Mo tilted his head and smiled: "There's nothing I can do. If I don't rely on myself, won't I die?"

This time Xuan Ye was silent.

It's not that Rong Mo is not afraid of death, it's that he won't die. Even if his body is seriously injured, he will still be able to breathe, but his consciousness will be trapped in a nightmare, suffering from Ling Chi over and over again.

To be precise...the soul.

"Am I a person with heinous sins?" Rong Mo thought for a while and thought it was possible. He is a disaster star who brings misfortune to anyone. He lives to bring misfortune to others.

"Why don't you think it's them who are guilty?"

"What?" Rong Mo was stunned for a moment, "You mean the people I met are guilty?"

Xuan Ye was silent for a long time, "You are not the guilty one. The answer will be revealed one day. Now is not the time."

Rong Mo pondered Xuan Ye's words, and the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, "Then Xiu Jin who has always been by my side..."

Xuan Yi waved his hand and retreated, leaving only a breathy smile, reminding him, "It's time for you to get off the car."

At the same time, the black Lincoln stopped at the farmhouse. The driver turned around and said, "Mr. Rong is here."

"Well, you can go back. You don't have to wait for me."

"But Mr. Xiu asked me..."

Before the driver finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of the door closing. When the driver pressed the window, he saw Rong Mo waving his hand with his back to him, signaling him to leave.

The driver didn't dare to say anything else. He took out his mobile phone and edited the message and sent it to someone.

The farmhouse is far away from the hustle and bustle, sitting in the mountains. It is approaching evening, the setting sun is shining, and the courtyard reflected in the red clouds is covered with gauze. Rong Mo is squinting among the streets, looking at the green sea in trance.

"Host, the small courtyard that Chu Muyang rents is at the end of this path."

Bai Tuanzi's slender tail was coiled up, and he floated over with his little paws.

Rong Mo looked in the direction of its finger.

"Chu Muyang is really good at choosing places."

Did you choose such a quiet place with pleasant scenery in the hope that it would heal Su Jun's psychological trauma?

Rong Mo stepped forward with his pockets in his pockets, strolling down the path thoughtfully, his eyes full of strangeness, and the white dumpling lying obediently on Rong Mo's shoulder.

The host seems to be in a very bad mood...

Pushing open the wooden door, Rong Mo raised his eyes and looked at the quiet courtyard. A few tits landed on the old locust tree and chirped. There was a bench in the courtyard and it was filled with beautiful sunflowers.

"..."

Rong Mo passed by the bench, his fingertips brushed above it, and he twisted his fingertips.

It looked like no one had sat in it for a while.

As soon as he walked into the small second floor in front of him, the sound of "pushing" chains could be heard, and then the iron fist holding the rice rolled to his feet with a clanking sound.

Food is scattered all over the floor…

Su Jun sat on the wooden bed with his back to the door, shouting hoarsely: "Take your things and get out!"

The person who was already frail was now as thin as paper, with bloodstains on his wrists and a sad look on his face, as if he was terminally ill.

Su Jun lowered his head and caught a glimpse of the smart overalls out of the corner of his eye, thinking that Chu Muyang had killed the man again.

Sharp sarcasm, "You deserve to live in the quagmire, never to be able to stand up for eternity. Why do people like you expect family and love? Do you deserve it? Even if you give your heart to me, I just want to step on you."

"..."

No wonder the dark circles under Chu Muyang's eyes were so heavy. Rong Mo pursed his lips and walked towards Su Jun, who was tired of scolding, with a smile on his face.

It’s really hard for him, an artistic young man, racking his brains to come up with these most vicious words to seriously hurt others.

"Go away! Don't come here to rubbish, stay away from me." Su Jun pulled the chain with a clattering sound.

The injury on the wrist is showing signs of erosion.

It hurts to look at.

"Su Jun, it's me"

"..."

Su Jun put down his arms in a daze, not daring to raise his head.

Was he hallucinating?This is Rong Mo’s voice…

"You...what tricks are you playing again? Are you trying to trick me with Rong Mo's voice?"

Su Jun stubbornly refused to believe it, but his words revealed a lack of confidence.

He missed Rong Mo so much, counting every second when Rong Mo left him, living with the hope of seeing Rong Mo again. He wanted to look up but was afraid of seeing the face in the nightmare.

Rong Mo stood silently not far away. It seemed that Su Jun did not instruct Chu Muyang to kill those ordinary people.

Also, no matter how you say it, Su Jun is still a college student in his early twenties, and no matter how dark he becomes, he is not a murderous lunatic.

"Big...Su Jun is so pitiful..."

Bai Tuanzi couldn't bear to see Su Jun's embarrassed look. He was not a kind person but he was not a heinous person either.

Rong Mo understands what Bai Tuanzi means, so he comes here to give Su Jun one last chance. If he can let go, it's not too late. There is still a long way to go.

The room was quiet, and Su Jun never dared to raise his head, staring blankly at the bed board.

The people around me moved.

He instinctively became vigilant and listened to the footsteps getting further and further away. After a moment, a glass of water was handed to him.

That hand was white and long, a hand born for playing the piano.

His mind went blank, all his thoughts were stagnant, and all the sounds in his ears faded away. Su Jun gritted his teeth and slowly raised his head.

Tears welled up in my eyes, and it took a lot of effort to call out the name I had dreamed of countless times.

"Rong Mo...are you here to save me?"