Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Rong Mo raised his head and analyzed with Bai Tuanzi: "If the male protagonist wants to get rid of the family's control, it is impossible for him to do it alone."

People like Lin Fangyuan would not just randomly choose a useless person to be their girlfriend.

Meng Yiting had a Yin life and Yin and Yang eyes, which met the mate selection standards of the spirit-killing family, so the Lin family's reaction was not that big, but Lin Fangyuan found an ordinary person.

Rong Mo was sure that he would definitely be suppressed by his family.

Lin Fangyuan is testing the Lin family's bottom line, so he will not give up Meng Yiting easily.

In addition, Meng Yiting is the illegitimate daughter of the Meng family, so he will not give up this opportunity.

"My dear, are you saying that he is deliberately cultivating Meng Yiting?"

"Otherwise, do you think he really loves Meng Yiting?" Rong Mo rolled his eyes at the little bastard.

Meng Yiting is a member of the Meng family and is also qualified to inherit. As the eldest daughter of the Meng family, there is no need to think that her thoughts have been assimilated by the family.

Lin Fangyuan wanted to completely control the Lin family, so how could he marry Miss Meng, who was from an aristocratic family?

Meng Yiting is different, gentle and obedient. If she is really cultivated, he will not only have the confidence to fight against the family, but also bring the Meng family into his pocket.

Bai Tuanzi listened to Rong Mo's analysis and nodded slowly, "That makes sense."

"What about Meng Yiting? Why is he cooperating with Lin Fangyuan?" Judging from their listening to the corner just now, Meng Yiting does not like Lin Fangyuan very much.

At least not as much as she lets on.

"The male protagonist is not a love brain, and the female protagonist is even less likely to be." How can children from unhappy families have expectations for love?

"She wants money"

"Gah? How do you know?"

Rong Menu pursed her lips, "Isn't that written on it?"

Bai Tuanzi looked doubtfully in the direction indicated by Rong Mo, and saw that various decorations in the living room had the words "Suddenly Rich" written on them.

Even the mouse pad is getting rich...

"-_-||", the heroine Bai Tuanzi is really easy to understand.

"Then let's clarify the relationship between the two. One wants to get rid of family control and completely control his own life, and the other is just for money."

This is the seemingly indestructible but actually fragile love between the two.

Bai Tuanzi listened to Rong Mo's words and said clearly: "Do you have a plan?"

"No"

The air was quiet for a while, then Bai Tuanzi burst out with a roar, "Then what you say is useless!"

"Hiss, the little thing rebelled against you!" Rong Mo grinned and took the white dumpling in his hand and kneaded it.

The little bastard immediately cried out and begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Hmph," Rong Mo let go, "I still feel like I have to do important things in silence."

He rolled his eyes and smiled maliciously, "I can't leave Meng Yiting, can't my puppet leave?"

"You can't use it. You are conscious now, how can you put your consciousness into a puppet?"

"Then I won't invest."

"???"

How to use it if you don’t invest? Let puppet dolls roam the streets?

Bai Tuanzi didn't understand, so Rong Mo raised the corners of his lips and smiled so much that it sent chills down his spine.

"You...what do you want to do?"

"Is there any prop that can attract ghosts together?"

Bai Tuanzi nodded, "Yes, and it's very cheap."

Rong Mo asked again, "Are there any props that can be used to gather ghosts together?"

"Yes, there is such a thing, let alone the system mall. Even in this world, there are magic weapons like that." Bai Tuanzi pointed to the soul-locking bracelet on Rong Mo's wrist, "Isn't that what you have on your hand?"

"..." Rong Mo twitched the corner of his mouth. He was almost bored to death with the gadgets on his hands, even if they were fake, he was very unhappy.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Rong Mo hooked his fingers and motioned for Bai Tuanzi to get closer to him.

The white dumpling floated over hesitantly.

"You let the puppet out and put the two magic weapons I just mentioned on the puppet."

In this way, the puppet doll will attract many ghosts to its side.

He can't control the puppet.

But Xiaohong doesn't need his control.

When the time comes, let Xiaohong kill those ghosts and attract the magic weapon. He is devouring those ghosts. Not to mention the ghost king, if you think about it more broadly, the king of hell can let him be the king.

"Σ( ° △ °|||)︴", can this really be an idea that comes from people? The white dumplings were charred on the inside and tender on the outside.

"Are you inventing a perpetual motion machine?"

Rong Mo cast a proud look at it, then thought of something and added: "By the way, you have to give me a prop that can disguise my level. I want to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger."

When he becomes stronger, he won't have to worry about those useless things. He can go wherever he wants to go. Who can stop him and kill him?

Rong Mo had a wonderful thought.

The host's brain has always been different from others, and it has become accustomed to it.

Following Rong Mo's instructions, Bai Tuanzi changed items from the system mall, and only 1200 points were deducted in total.

Rong Mo is very satisfied with this, and the price/performance ratio is quite high.

He let Xiao Hong out that night, the moment the sword filled with death energy appeared.

“Buzz buzz!!!”

The soul bells of the three major families shook the ancestral hall, and the sound echoed in the huge courtyard.

In the lobby, the old man wearing a navy blue robe suddenly turned blue and stood up, "Is this sound...a soul bell?"

The soul bell actually rang?

The last time the soul bell rang, the gate of hell was wide open and hundreds of ghosts were rampant.

"A catastrophe from heaven! Something evil has broken into the world of the underworld!"

The old man in his 60s looked anxious, having lost half of his life's calmness, "Quickly go and convene a meeting with people from the three major families."

The servant guarding the door heard the old man's urgent shout and quickly responded: "It's the master of the house."

"Wait, go and call Xu Xing too."

Rong Mo still didn't know how much turmoil his small move would bring to the three major families.

He handed over the matter to Xiao Hong and watched the puppet doll and Xiao Hong leave.

"Big... I have a bad feeling." Baituanzi rubbed his arms. From the moment Xiaohong came out, he felt a chill down his spine.

I always feel like I've overlooked something important.

"Your hunch is not accurate." Rong Mo stretched his waist lazily and lay on the bed.

It was peaceful all night.

Meng Yiting didn't hear any noise coming from Rong Mo's room. She deliberately came to the door of Rong Mo's room at night, holding a copper coin sword, and listened to the corner.

The room was quiet, with only the faint sound of electronic equipment operating.

Meng Yiting patted her heart, thinking that Rong Mo would become more resentful at night, but it seemed that she was overthinking it.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, Meng Yiting fell asleep with peace of mind.

The alarm clock rang at six o'clock the next morning.

Meng Yiting rubbed her eyes, got up from the bed with her head on her head, replaced her mobile phone in a daze, and wandered to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water as usual.

After drinking a glass of cold water, her sleepiness dissipated a little. Meng Yiting yawned and looked up, seeing a ghost floating on the balcony.

"Fuck! Ghost!"

She was startled, and in a panic, she picked up a kitchen knife and took out a talisman paper from the kitchen dish rack.

The ghost on the balcony slowly turned around, revealing his beautiful face and confused eyes, "What are you doing?"

"..."

Meng Yiting choked and put down the kitchen knife in her hand in embarrassment.

Forgot, she brought back a ghost yesterday...

Rong Mo floated towards Meng Yiting and pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, "Didn't you say you wanted to change my clothes? You forgot and wanted to chop me with a knife?"

The young man complained aggrievedly and glanced at the kitchen knife she put aside: "That kind of thing can't hurt me."

"Haha..." Meng Yiting laughed awkwardly and explained: "I didn't want to hurt you. I have always been alone here. I forgot that you were there. I fell asleep. I'm sorry."

Rong Mo didn't say anything, but looked at her with a hint of disgust.

Meng Yiting was deeply shocked. She was actually disliked by her own ghost.

"Then when will you burn my clothes?" Rong Mo asked proudly, raising his eyebrows.

Meng Yiting scratched her face, Rong Mo narrowed her peach blossom eyes and approached Meng Yiting, "You... weren't you lying to me yesterday?"

"No, no!" Meng Yiting waved her hands quickly. She just felt a little pain.

Look at Rong Mo’s young master’s noble air. What if he dislikes the cheaper clothes?

The more expensive one...wouldn't that cost her her life?

Meng Yiting is not afraid of anything but spending money. When others call her poor and crazy, she never denies it.

That's right, she's just crazy about poverty.

Ask her to spend money to buy clothes for the ghost...

Just when she was hesitating to discuss with Rong Mo whether she could buy something cheap, she saw the young man's beautiful eyebrows drooped, shrouded in deep sadness, and even his voice was as sad and sad as Sister Lin, as if next I will burst into tears in seconds.

"Forget it, just break your promise. I'm just a ghost. You don't need to care about my feelings."

"You...don't be like this." Meng Yiting's guilt soared. Rong Mo turned his back and refused to look at her, his thin figure looking lonely.

"Buy! I'll buy it today! Buy the expensive one! Buy the good one!"

She had a face full of pain, and she was covering her chest when she spoke.

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt like all the blood in her body had been drained.

Her hard-earned money!

"Really?!" The young man looked at her happily with bright eyes.

"Really..." Meng Yiting cried with a sad face. She couldn't save this money. Who told her to owe Rong Mo.

Ever since he agreed to buy clothes for Rong Mo, the young man has been in a state of excitement, floating around the living room.

Meng Yiting looked at that bright smile, and her angina felt better.

She had a premonition that there would be heavy bleeding today. Meng Yiting sighed and picked up her phone and posted a notice on her circle of friends to resume business.

A while ago, Lin Fangyuan helped her. In order to better create her character, she didn't take any private work. Even when the master asked her, she turned away.

This time, in order to support Rong Mo, she had to return to her old career.

Not long after the news was sent out, her master contacted her.

First, he asked her about her current situation. The two exchanged simple greetings, and the master explained the purpose of looking for her.

He had a job in hand and wanted her to come over and do it together.

Meng Yiting's eyes lit up, this was just a pillow for her when she fell asleep. She held the bread in her mouth, pointed her fingertips on the screen, and agreed without saying a word.

After making an appointment with the master to meet at a time and place, Meng Yiting put down her mobile phone and said to Rong Mo: "I will take you to buy clothes in a while. After buying clothes, you have to go somewhere with me."

"good"