My host is cold and scumbag

Yuan He's eyes were pouring with tears, but he slowly calmed down and looked at the woman deeply. He looked at Zhao Xinyun, and the more he looked, the more miserable he felt. He knew how embarrassed he was in front of this woman, but it didn't matter. It really didn't matter. He picked up the gun that Li Xiaoqing dropped. He counted it at the time, and now there should be only one bullet left in the gun.

It’s the last one, who should I leave it to?

"Zhao Xinyun." Yuan He looked at her and suddenly felt a pain in his heart. The inexplicable pain made him burst into tears: "Why are you such a person?"

My heart is so strong and so cold. It seems that I know everything, but also that I understand nothing.

He opened his lips with trembling hands and wanted to say something, but suddenly no sound came out. Finally, he smiled dumbly: "Zhao Xinyun, I don't want to live anymore. You will be buried with me. In the next life, we will fight to the death!"

He pointed the black gun at Zhao Xinyun, and took out the remote control with his other hand. He pressed the switch without hesitation, and there was a deafening sound, and the earth shook the mountains. Yuan He pointed the gun at Zhao Xinyun and walked closer. The attitude of shooting Zhao Xinyun to death as long as he tried to run made Zhao Xinyun smile helplessly. She stretched out her hand, and there was a vine with a few trembling green leaves in the palm of her hand. A half-opened bud slowly bloomed, and when the yellow stamens appeared, it looked like a red rose.

The flashlight has a limited field of view. Even if it is placed at a high place, the area it illuminates is very sparse. All objects are blurry, but Yuan He somehow sees the flower in Zhao Xinyun's palm. The flower is spinning in circles in Zhao Xinyun's palm. It looks extremely happy.

The falling rocks and flying sand made the whole place gray, but the red flower in Zhao Xinyun's hand was shining. Like a bright spot of color in the gray-black portrait, it was beautiful and strange. Yuan He pursed her lips and looked at Zhao Xinyun. Zhao Xinyun looked at the little flower and smiled. She asked softly while swaying, "Does it look good?"

Yuan He bit his inner lip and trembled uncontrollably again.

Large pieces of fallen rocks landed at his feet, causing violent shocks. Yuan He finally couldn't help it and shouted, "Zhao Xinyun, do you love me?"

Zhao Xinyun looked up, and Yuan He shouted: "Zhao Xinyun, say you love me!!"

The vines around his waist tightened and Yuan He looked up in panic.

Zhao Xinyun sighed and did not answer Yuan He, but said to herself: "I think it's pretty."

Yuan He was being pulled uncontrollably, his eyes bloodshot, and he frantically tried to use his last bullet to break the vines, but missed. The sound of the gunshot was drowned out by the rumble, which also blocked out the sounds between them. He couldn't help but look at the woman and yelled, "Zhao Xinyun!!!"

Zhao Xinyun looked at Yuan He again. He opened his mouth and said something. Yuan He didn't hear it. He was pulled to the ground and bumped and rubbed on the ground.

Impossible, there is no way he can be rescued at this depth, Impossible!!!

But we are all going to die, why can't we die together?

"Zhao Xinyun!!"

"Let's go."

These were her last words in this world. No one knew whether she was speaking to Yuan He or to the system.

The system remained silent.

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In fact, Yuan He's prediction was correct. At this distance, they had no time to pull Yuan He and Mu's father out. But it seemed as if God was playing a trick on Yuan He. He lay in the cracks of the rocks and waited for Yulin to rescue them.

When he was carried out, dying, Mu Qiuyu's hands were covered in blood. He grabbed Yuan He and shook her madly: "Where's my baby? Where's my wife? Why are you the only ones out? Where's my wife? Tell me now!"

Yuan He was like a puddle of mud, covered in wounds and blood all over his body and face, and he couldn't even open his weak eyes.

Mu Qiuyu collapsed instantly. He grabbed Yuan He and shouted, "Is it you? Is it you? What on earth are you going to do? What on earth do you want? Why don't you say it? Why do you always make people guess?!"

"Just tell her what you want, why do you want to kill her!! Why!!"

The noise in Yuan He's ears made him open his eyes slightly. He still had the strength to taunt: "I'm happy..."

Mu Qiuyu was furious. Seeing that Yuan He was about to be shaken to death by Mu Qiuyu, someone hugged Mu Qiuyu's waist.

"Why, why, don't you like her too? Why do you have the heart to do that?" Mu Qiuyu cried out, his nose and eyes mixed with tears. "Can't you just talk to her nicely? What do you want? Just beg her more. If it doesn't work once, can't you beg her a few more times? She will agree. She will definitely agree!! Why did you want to kill him, Yuanhe? There is no one in the world who is born for you. Why did you force her? What did you force her for?!"

All Mu Qiuyu could think of was that Yuan He liked Zhao Xinyu.

Mu Qiuyu was hugged by his teammates. He knelt on the ground exhausted. He was still in pain and kept repeating the same thing over and over again: "Talk to her nicely, she will agree. As long as she agrees, I don't mind anything. Why...why did you hurt her..."

Yuan He closed his eyes. He chuckled.

You're lying. She never agreed to it.

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"Is it considered a failure?" Zhao Xinyun asked the system, but the system didn't say anything. Zhao Xinyun pursed her lips.

I don’t know how long it took, but the system finally spoke.

-This mission is special, and success is uncertain. Take a break. I'll take you somewhere.

Zhao Xinyun fell silent. She closed her eyes to rest. When she opened her eyes, the scene in front of her changed. She appeared in a cave. What she saw was simple living utensils, a plain table and chairs with teapots and teacups. She moved her body. It was the familiar ancient underwear. When the familiar waist-length hair fell to her elbows, Zhao Xinyun showed a speechless expression.

She got out of bed and walked a few steps to the bookshelf next to Shandong. She picked up a book at random, looked at the cover, and squinted slightly. She took out another book and opened it, then closed her eyes helplessly.

The system suddenly chuckled.

The first book cover is inscribed with the title of Hehuan Collection. The second book contains the Eighteen Styles of Turning Love into Rain.

Zhao Xinyun looked at the red gauze dress hanging on the side, stretched out her hand and rubbed it on her fingertips for a while. She put down her hand and looked around the cave. There was a floating pearl next to the teapot on the table.

She walked over and took a look. There was a piece of letter on the table. It said "The Grand Ceremony of the Hehuan Sect". There were dots of gold on it.

Zhao Xinyun focused on the ending.

I wish all my fellow brothers and sisters to find their true love in this grand ceremony and have a smooth journey to immortality.

Zhao Xinyun raised his head and whispered to the system: "Do you have any opinion about me?"