I made the cold sick cry for a hundred days

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The self-figured system smiled with a good temper: "It's my fault, but I was envious and jealous of you and Shan Rongqing than Jin Jian, so I stopped. I didn't mean not to hear it, and the most important thing now is to tell you clearly. The grievances between He Duxianghou, you and Shan Rong have such a deep relationship, if you want to talk about the sweetness of the two of you, you will definitely not be able to talk about it for days and nights. ?”

After all, the system is still an emotional drama task series system. As long as you want to, smooth kung fu is still possible, and you can easily convince the angry and irrational monk.

The demon monk thought that he would be able to tell others about himself and Shan Rong comfortably in the future, so he was so relieved that he was so hot that he blushed sickly and agreed: "You are right. I will tell you later, now first Tell me about that bastard Wo Linlang..."

Of course, when it came to Du Xianghou, the demon monk's face instantly turned into a cold black face, and his tone became resentful: "Although Wo Linlang has never met my Shan Rong, she has disgusted all her fantasies about his wife for many years. Putting it on Shan Rong, the capital is so far away, but he has sent letters to my Shan Rong every day since the marriage agreement, asking my Shan Rong to wear the clothes he sent, learn everything he stipulated, and return Ask my Shan Rong to memorize every love poem he wrote, and say that he will come to Beijing to check it, so that Shan Rong can't be bothered..."

Wait, the first person that Marquis of Trash Town loved was not him, but Zhuang Shanrong, and he loved him so pervertedly.

The system doesn't love the Marquis of Duxiang anymore, but it doesn't make sense to hear it.It hates being controlled by a man, hates being a straight man, and has a tendency to be bent, so it shakes its head, trying to concentrate on listening to the demon monk.

"What's the matter with you?" Yao Monk frowned and asked as he watched the system shake his head.

"It's just disgusting. It turns out that he has been so disgusting all along. He not only controls me, but also controls others." The system said easily.

The demon monk was very satisfied that someone could say bad things about Du Xianghou together and dislike Du Xianghou together, so he said it more emotionally: "You recognize him, he is really disgusting. He likes to control everything about Shan Rong, and he doesn't know him. The servant who bought Shan Rong knew about Shan Rong and me. At that time, I did not tell Shan Rong about my identity as the prince, and the people around Shan Rong did not know, so he thought I was weak and deceitful, and brought a A bunch of people went to the capital to take revenge on us. Shan Rong and I were unprepared, and they captured them. In the chaos, before I could reveal my identity, Shan Rong blocked the knife for me in order to protect me, and unfortunately died..."

In the end, the demon monk seemed to have returned to that day, his face was completely ashamed, so gloomy and deplorable.

Although the system felt that Yao Monk and Shan Rong were careless and dishonest in their actions, they were indeed not guilty of death, and were about to comfort Yao Monk, but unexpectedly, after a moment of silence, Yao Monk suddenly exploded and smashed the box containing the soul of Du Xianghou on the ground, madly He said in the same way: "It's all you, it's all you! Why didn't you die! Why?!"

The box may have been smashed by the demon monk many times, and there were many cracks on it. Now when the demon monk vented again, it was finally smashed. After the box was broken into many pieces of wood, the translucent soul liquid It spread on the ground, and then gradually rose, becoming the appearance of Du Xianghou when he was alive.

When he changed his appearance, Du Xianghou's face happened to be facing the system. The system hated Du Xianghou so much, but it was really due to aesthetics, and he was fascinated by looking at Du Xianghou's face for a moment.

Just at that moment, Marquis Duxiang opened his eyes. After staring at the system with his misty eyes, he couldn't move them away.

Du Xianghou's eyes can drown people, and his voice is as deceptive as a drug. He spoke in a low voice, and said in a daze: "Why did you kill me?"

The system came back to its senses, tried to pretend that it didn't care and said indifferently, "Because I'm dead."

Du Xianghou's body visibly trembled: "Who did it?"

The system sneered: "Who else is there besides you? If you make me unable to live, I really cannot live."

The system originally thought that Du Xianghou would feel guilty, but after Du Xianghou's body shook a few times, he would only look at it with red eyes and sadly, without saying a word, as if it was the one who was sorry for Du Xianghou .

The demon monk unknowingly walked behind the system, looked at Du Xianghou coldly, and repeatedly confirmed that Du Xianghou's eyes, which could only see the system, were full of deep affection that could not be melted away, then he silently said Smiling, he suddenly took out the specially treated rope that was prepared to deal with the ghost of Duxianghou, but instead of dealing with Duxianghou, he strangled the rope around the neck of the system.

"Hey, what are you doing to me?! I'm sick!" the system cursed while struggling.

"Didn't we make an appointment to torture Wo Linlang together?" The demon monk tightened the rope bit by bit, and said happily while shedding tears, "It is now, although you don't love him, but you are the one he loves , don’t worry, you will be worth a lot if you suffer, and he will suffer the most because of you.”

If it weren't for trying to break free, the system would guarantee that the demon monk would be killed immediately.

What the hell, dare to plot against him!

It's a pity that I don't know why, the rope can't break free, and there are many abnormalities surging in the place where the rope touches the skin. The system can clearly feel that the abnormality is like a bug, quickly turning into its entity, and skillfully moving towards it. The central control area of ​​its thinking is gone.