"...Young master, I finally found you." A short-swinging boy ran over sweating profusely and saw Xie Xingchen in front of the stall selling bronze mirrors, holding on to the pole and breathing heavily.

Xie Xingchen had a crazy question mark above his head: "Are you...?"

After the bunt boy finished breathing, he saw Xie Xingchen looking at him with a puzzled face and cried: "Young master... why don't you remember my name again? My name is Xiao Hei..."

little black?

Xie Xingchen immediately thought of a little black dog and tried not to laugh. He thought to himself that this child was really miserable and his parents were too perfunctory in naming him.

"Please maintain your character and complete the plot tasks before you can leave the secret realm." A clear voice struck into my mind.

what?

What plot tasks have you completed?

Xie Xingchen glanced around, but no one was talking to him.

Isn't it a real person?Is something like a system talking?

As a scholar, Xie Xingchen knew this kind of thing very well, so he was not surprised.So, he tried to talk to the voice with his mind.

"Then what role am I playing?"

A dark blue panel flashed in front of me. There were densely written words on the panel, and the dull voice read the words:

[You play the arrogant and domineering young master of the Han family, Han Sheng.

You learn that there is a branch of the Han family, Han Mo, who is extremely talented, has higher intelligence and cultivation than you, and even seriously injured you in the competition.The anger of jealousy turned you beyond recognition, so you took advantage of your strength and tied up Han Mo and gave him a good beating.

Your mission is to follow the plot line and survive without destroying Han Sheng's character. 】

After listening to the plot, Xie Xingchen couldn't laugh at all.

According to his experience in reading books, Han Mo must be the favored man of heaven and the standard male protagonist. When he rises in the future, he will definitely torture Han Sheng who once bullied him to death.

They cut off hamstrings, dig out kneecaps, no matter how cruel they are.

Thinking about it this way, Xie Xingchen felt why this role was so suitable for Qi Hanzhi?They are all ruthless perverts.

Seeing Xie Xingchen frozen on the spot, Xiao Hei raised his hand and waved it in front of him, "Young Master? Young Master?"

Xie Xingchen just digested this terrible fact and came back to his senses: "Oh, you called me?"

Xiao Hei's face suddenly changed, and his black and white pupils were suddenly soaked in a pool of darkness. He stared at Xie Xingchen in the dark, and said fiercely: "You are not the young master."

Only then did Xie Xingchen realize that he had lost his character. He took his time and imitated Ling Qianhe's playboy behavior and said impatiently: "I'm annoyed, why are you dazzling in front of me? Believe it or not, I'll chop it up." You feed the dog."

After being scolded by Xie Xingchen, Xiao Hei returned to normal, his eyes full of flattery, "Young master, don't be angry, Han Mo has been beaten up by our men, do you want to go and see?"

Xie Xingchen snorted coldly and said contemptuously: "Han Mo, this bastard, thinks it doesn't matter if his cultivation level is higher than mine. Why, he was beaten to the ground by my people like a wild dog."

Xie Xingchen entered the role quickly, and with Ling Qianhe as a reference, he played Han Sheng with ease.

Afterwards, Xie Xingchen was invited to the hall, where he sat calmly and calmly, holding a cup of tea, ready to enjoy the treatment of the young master.

"Why don't you kneel down quickly, young master?" The short-beating boy dragged a man in, kicked the man in the crook of his leg, and forced him to kneel down to Xie Xingchen.

Han Mo was stubborn and stubborn. He was kicked to the ground and stood up again, but refused to kneel down to Xie Xingchen.

Xie Xingchen paused while drinking tea, then lightly skimmed the froth, and continued to act as a vicious character: "You are such a hard-nosed bitch, how dare you not kneel down to me? It seems that I didn't hit you hard enough." , Xiaohei, keep hitting me!"

In fact, he didn't want to say that he should continue to fight, but Xie Xingchen's mouth was always running ahead and his brain was chasing after him. It was already too late.

Xiao Hei obeyed. He grabbed Han Mo's messy hair and was about to slap him twice, when Xie Xingchen suddenly stopped.

He paused and turned to look at Xie Xingchen.Xie Xingchen stared at his subordinate Han Mo with a strange expression.

At this time, Han Mo was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, dirty and disheveled.

His hair was pulled hard by Xiao Hei, his expression was terrifyingly calm, only his eyes were full of resentment, like an evil ghost from hell.

Why did Xiao Hei stop? It was because Xie Xingchen actually saw the shadow of his master Qi Hanzhi on Han Mo's calm face.

Horrifying, so terrifying...

"What's wrong, young master?" The little black hand paused in the air and asked in confusion.

Xie Xingchen was afraid of destroying Han Sheng's character as a playboy, but he was even more afraid that the person who played Han Mo was his master Qi Hanzhi.

If Qi Hanzhi was hit, he would definitely die without a burial place.

Xie Xingchen quickly calmed down, took a deep breath, frowned and said, "I want to torture him personally, so you don't need to."

Xiao Hei hesitated and did not leave, "But, I'm afraid of Han Mo, a bastard..."

"You don't understand what I'm saying? Are you looking for death?" Xie Xingchen interrupted him, stared at Xiao Hei coldly, and pointed the edge of his sword at Xiao Hei.

"No, young master, calm down, I'll leave now." Xiao Hei nimbly avoided the edge of the sword, smiled flatteringly, closed the palace door for Xie Xingchen and left.

After the palace door closed, Han Mo looked at Xie Xingchen gloomily, with resentment in his eyes, "Han Sheng, you'd better kill me today, otherwise you will die miserably."

Han Mo looks so much like Qi Hanzhi, with sword-shaped eyebrows and a straight nose, and a pair of slanted red phoenix eyes. Even though he looks only sixteen or seventeen years old now, he has a strong sense of power.

Xie Xingchen was horrified by his stare, and his hands were shaking, but he tried to maintain his composure on the surface and sneered, "My young master, I look forward to the day when you have that day."

After exchanging harsh words, Xie Xingchen didn't know what to do. He could only passively let Han Mo stare at him, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

...Please, don’t stare at me.

Look again, there are no flowers blooming on my face...

Xie Xingchen felt extremely tormented inside.

It was impossible for him to attack Qi Han, but he could not destroy his character. The two of them stood stiffly for a long time in dead silence.

"..."

Xie Xingchen was the first to break through the defense. He sneered and walked towards the embarrassed Han Mo, "Why are you staring at me? Is there something wrong with my young master's face?"

The red color was really dazzling, shining in front of Han Mo's eyes.The master in red held his chin, bent down slightly, and said in his ear, "Or... do you like this young master's face?"

The warm breath next to his ears brought with it a slight itch. The roots of Han Mo's ears were a little red. He gritted his teeth and said, "Frivolous, who would like your ugly face?"

If you don’t like it, then you have red ears, young man.

Xie Xingchen did not expose him on the spot.

He had just deliberately approached Han Mo and pinched his mandible just to test whether he was actually Qi Hanzhi.

——After all, he likes to pinch people's mandibles. This is Qi Hanzhi's quirk.

However, judging from the boy's reaction, Xie Xingchen was not sure that the Han Mo in front of him was his master.

If so, then the Oscar for Best Actor will not be awarded to Qi Hanzhi, and Xie Xingchen will be angry with the Oscar judges.

"What do you want, young master? Please hurry up if you want to torture me." Han Mo was dissatisfied with Xie Xingchen's abnormal behavior and even urged him.

Xie Xingchen: "..."

It was his first time playing a villain, and he didn't expect to be pushed to harm others. It was such a failure.

"My young master is in a good mood today. I don't want to argue with you, a bastard. Go away." Xie Xingchen withdrew the hand that squeezed his mandible.

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Mo walked out of the palace door without mercy.

Are you really leaving now?

Xie Xingchen was a little disappointed.

Outside the hall, Xiao Hei saw Han Mo coming out of Xie Xingchen's hall safe and sound. He was suspicious, so he stepped forward to stop him and said angrily: "Why did you come out, you bastard? Where is the young master?"

Han Mo looked at him coldly, like a superior looking at an ant, "I killed him and he died miserably."

"You!" Xiao Hei's pupils widened after hearing this. Han Mo was crazy and dared to kill their young master without his own life.

Worried about Xie Xingchen's safety, Xiao Hei ignored Han Mo and ran into the palace quickly.

Han Mo looked at Xiao Hei's leaving figure and then looked at the palace where Xie Xingchen lived. He took out a short knife from his brocade bag and stabbed it into his chest, only missing his heart by an inch.

"..."

Blood stained the palms of my hands, hot and sticky.

Han Mo looked at his palm, rusty blood spilled from the corner of his lips, and suddenly laughed softly, like an evil ghost from the underworld.

Even if he dies, he will drag Han Sheng to hell.

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