Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

   "Let Musan do it, I see you later, I regret it..."

   Regret is an instant thing.

  I wanted to ignore it and leave, but failed.

  Baitang: "..."

  Bai Qingyun's pale complexion became more and more ugly, and the fragility could be broken with a single poke.

  Baitang took a deep breath: "Give me back my memory, I won't be a wooden fish, I won't be your apprentice, and I don't want to have anything to do with Cichen Palace of yours."

  If she hadn't been vigilant, would she have changed her life?

   Living in a daze?

   "Cough cough cough cough..."

  Bai Qingyun's slender fingers pressed her lips, which were stained with blood.

   "Miss Bai, I'm a killer. Honesty is already my limit. It's impossible to let you go. You don't want to have anything to do with me, it's up to you."

  Bai Qingyun's eyes were stained with blood, and he grabbed Baitang's hand and did not let go.

   "Baitang, everyone outside is chasing and killing you. Only I, the Hall of Assassins, can save you who are seriously injured."

   "It's my fault for Mingmu San to kill you. It's my fault to give you a drink of floating life. It's my fault to order them to fabricate a life. You want to settle accounts..."

  Bai Qingyun raised her **** lips, and her eyes became much deeper. Pressing her wrist with a little force, she threw it away.

   "Let's talk about recovering from the injury."

   "If you want to retrieve your memory, yes, I want you to leave Cichen Palace within three years, and Cichen Palace will also be used by you."

  Baitang slightly raised his eyes: "You two sick people, do you think you are my opponent now? Do you think I am a weak person by threatening you so much?"

Bai Qingyun withdrew her hand and flicked her sleeves: "If you were weak, you wouldn't risk your life to practice the vajra body in the body of a woman. It hurt you unintentionally at first, and then as you said, you didn't want to face it, so you made a bad plan .”

  Baitang was very curious, and glanced at his wrist, it was slightly red, but it didn't hurt.

Bai Qingyun turned the wheelchair: "I don't have much time, but I'm better than you, who just came back from hell. Cichen Palace is the number one killer organization. In your situation...consider my conditions carefully. One month I'll come back later."

   Walking to the door, Bai Qingyun suddenly stopped. With a wave of his hand, a token flew towards Baitang, and Baitang stretched out his hand to grab it.

  A dark red token, the word "Yan".

  Holding in the palm is a familiar feeling.

   "Mu Si, go to the dark pavilion."

  Mu Si trembled slightly when he heard the words.

   When pushing Bai Qingyun away, he took a look inside.

  Young master treats her...very special.

  Baitang exhaled softly, holding the Yan word order, his eyes were dim.

  Is the head killer so talkative?

  What does it mean?

   There is still something in her that he wants to get.

   Qingshan came in with food, porridge and side dishes, light and nourishing for the stomach.

   "Girl, this servant knows that girls like spicy food, but now the girl has not eaten for a long time, is seriously injured, weak, and cannot stand the spicy food. When the girl recovers, the servant will prepare your favorite food for the girl."

  Baitang looked at the porridge and side dishes, but didn't say much after all.

  What she likes to eat, I don't know at the moment, I just know that this thing in front of me really doesn't like it very much.

   It seems that Bai Qingyun checked very carefully and prepared comprehensively.

   Chewing slowly, Baitang said again: "Find me some books."

  Qingshan asked: "What book does the girl want?"

  Baitang: "Look at it and take it."

   Qingshan was very respectful, but her eyes were scrutinized. As soon as she went out, someone handed her a letter.

   "The young master ordered, hand it over to the white girl inside."

  Qingshan was surprised: "Isn't it Miss Mu?"