Matchmaker system [Quick Transmigration]

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consider?

What should be considered?

This thought flashed through the leader's mind.

The numb brain began to turn, and the dim pupils were reflected in scarlet, and the hand in front of him was tightly locked.

The smell of blood was even heavier, but the entire battlefield fell into dead silence.The human race did not dare to step forward to avenge the emperor, and the demon race was also intimidated, looking at this side secretly, whispering to the people around them.

Fireworks and dust choked his nose and throat, and his throat was burning. The reason for the pain was that a guard had stepped on his neck before. The step was a bit heavy, and his throat was probably bruised.

The chains that restrained the body were split by Mei Shuyuan's sword, and the leader touched his neck with the remaining strength, thinking that he should sort out the current situation.

However, when the brain turned a little bit, what came to my heart was a strong emotion.

Countless bloody and heart-wrenching scenes are played back and forth like images.

His fellow countryman, the brother who grew up with him and took risks together, asked him to drink, saying that he was enjoying the rare tranquility, and planned to have fun while suffering.

Everyone in the adventure group can relax, but he can't, because he is the leader of the group, not to mention that he is surrounded by enemies, so he has no desire to drink, so he refused without thinking.

At that time, Big Brother Lan sighed, only said three words "it's a pity", and went out.The group leader thought he was talking about the pity of the drink, but later the group leader found out that it was a pity that he didn't drink the last glass of wine with him.

When the team leader saw Big Brother Lan the next day, the wine was poured on the ground, and together with the blood, it flowed into the grass.

Last night, Big Brother Lan drank a few glasses of wine and took his own life with a dagger.There was a smile on the corner of his lips, not only was there no pain at all, but it seemed to be relieved.

And He Tong, the girl he likes very much.

The head of the group likes He Tong, I don't know when he started to like it, maybe it was just one day when he was fleeing, he couldn't bear the mental pressure, and when he lost his temper, He Tong was by his side, without saying a word, but stood there all night .

Then a thought sprouted in my heart: it's nice to have this girl by my side.

It has been out of control ever since.

Maybe he liked He Tong a long time ago, but he didn't realize it until the moment of life and death, when he was oppressed to the extreme, he saw his heart clearly.

But he didn't have time to say anything, but he vaguely understood in his heart that He Tong probably liked him too, and secretly planned that when they both survived, he would confess his love to He Tong, propose marriage directly, and break away from the ranks of bachelors.

Whoever wants to be single should do it, anyway, he doesn't intend to be, marriage is a grave and he has to step into it without hesitation, and in the future he will be a good man who won't fight back when beaten or scolded.Well, maybe I still have to fight back. After all, He Tong is not an ordinary girl. If I really don't block it, the leader suspects that he will be killed by mistake, so it won't be worth it.

But everything ends in imagination.

When he was cut off for the members of the regiment, He Tong was arrested, and the regiment leader tried his best to save people, and almost bald his hair, but he still couldn't rescue He Tong.

What appeared in front of him was a corpse, lying in a pool of blood, motionless, with tattered clothes, and the exposed skin was bruised and purple, which was enough to see what kind of humiliation she had suffered before she died.

The leader is an adventurer. He knows how helpless many things are. He doesn't care about the chastity of the woman. He only cares about He Tong's life. He will continue to accompany and support him, but it's impossible anymore.

……

Memories surged, and the breath in his chest was full of mixed flavors. The head trembled and said one word: "Okay."

The voice was hoarse and dilapidated, and the moment the words came out, the head suddenly realized.It turned out that his voice was full of anger and hatred.

"You killed the Emperor, right?"

The long wind blew away his temple hair, Mei Shuyuan raised his hand, brushed the strands of hair behind his ears, and nodded very flatly: "Well, I just killed him, the body is probably not cold yet, do you want to take a look?"

"Hehe..." The group leader laughed and squeezed out intermittently from his throat, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you..."

He was rummaging for something, his blood-stained hands fumbled for a long time on his clothes, but when he couldn't find what he was looking for, he threw himself on the ground and used a crawling posture to pick up a dagger on the ground.

The dagger belonged to a guard. When the guard died, the dagger fell to the ground, and half of the blade was covered with a layer of sand.It was about two feet away from him, not too far away, but if he wanted to get it, he could only use this way of trampling his dignity.

His injuries were too severe, and his body was too broken.

A pair of boots appeared in front of him, which looked familiar.

Then Mei Shuyuan squatted down, scraped away the sand with his clean hands, picked up the dagger, put it in front of the leader, and asked, "Is this what you want?"

"Yes……"

The head of the group trembled at the end, and couldn't wait to grab the dagger. After he successfully got the dagger, his face showed a half-smile, half-cry look.

"Priest, I will give you the world scroll."

Following these words was the sound of a dagger piercing into flesh and blood.The leader broke out with all his strength, the first thing he did was to stab himself in the abdomen, then he spun the blade, digging out a space ring from the flesh and blood.

The interspatial ring was stained with blood, the leader seemed not aware of the pain, threw the dagger, and wanted to find a clean place on his robe to wipe off the blood.

However, except for blood on his clothes, there is dirt, where is there any clean place?Impossible to wipe clean.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of getting dirty." Mei Shuyuan smiled softly.

The leader paused for a moment, stretched out his hand stiffly, and handed the interspatial ring to Mei Shuyuan.

Mei Shuyuan raised her hand, and her fingers touched the space ring.

Two hands, one clean and beautiful, the other full of scars, form a stark contrast.

Mei Shuyuan lowered her eyes: "Thank you."

Then he promised, "I will protect your life, and I will never break my promise."

Once the emperor died, the interspatial ring became unowned, and the interspatial ring given by the members of the adventure group was originally unowned, and anyone could use it. roll scroll.

The world scroll, the most precious thing in this world, everyone flocks to.

One volume can make people crazy, let alone two volumes?If it wasn't for Mei Shuyuan who got the scroll, everyone here would rush forward and start fighting for it.The person who first got the treasure would be fine if he knew the way, but if he didn't know the way, he would be torn to pieces.

The two space rings landed on the ground and rolled a few times on the sandy ground. Mei Shuyuan got up and pulled Xiao Qingfeng, who was cold and silent, towards the direction of the Demon Emperor.

Since Mei Shuyuan was standing in the "Human Emperor's camp", she was a little far away from the Demon Emperor.

Most of the obstacles separated the two of them—the living and the dead.

Mei Shuyuan never took a detour, and led Xiao Qingfeng to step directly over the corpse, letting his boots get wet with blood.

The first living obstacle in front of them was the Dragon Clan. This one was cleaned up, and now it looks like a docile kitten. The golden dragon let out a "woohoo" and dragged its seriously injured body to the side.

When Mei Shuyuan came over, he used all his strength and flicked his tail, successfully throwing himself out of the range that Mei Shuyuan had to pass.

Next came the human race, and the human race retreated to one side as if fleeing in a desperate situation, followed by the celestial cavalry, the celestial cavalry consciously gave way, and pulled away the unconvinced orcs by the way.

The most flattering ones are the wizards of the Nether tribe. They command their puppets to line up and bow to Mei Shuyuan to salute, expressing their respect for the invincible powerhouse.

The demons seemed to have been ordered not to stop them, and they separated, but they still stared at Mei Shuyuan and the two of them.

Mei Shuyuan met the familiar elders of the demon clan in it.

Standing still, Mei Shuyuan saw the Demon Emperor, the emperor of the Demon Race, the most powerful person in this world right now.

Unexpectedly, Mo Huang was born quite pleasing to the eye, with a bit of aristocratic aristocratic temperament.

"I didn't expect you to be an elf priest. I really can't see it." The Demon Emperor looked Mei Shuyuan up and down, and said first, "You are here for the godhead."

Mei Shuyuan nodded, and replied: "Yeah."

"If you want to get the godhead, you must meet three conditions." The Demon Emperor raised his eyebrows, "One is the world scroll, and the other is the blood of the eight clans."

"I fought with the Emperor for a day and a night, and the blood of the eight clans has already infiltrated this land, that is to say, this condition has been fulfilled."

"That's right." Mei Shuyuan's brows and eyes filled with a faint smile, "You and the Emperor have a good understanding."

"Having a tacit understanding with a weak person who can only play tricks is not a compliment."

Mei stayed away but smiled and said nothing.

"You have two scrolls in your hands." The Demon Emperor's eyes fell on the world scrolls in Mei Shuyuan's arms, his eyes were a little more sharp, "And I also have one in my hand, who among us can grab it, Anyone can collect all three scrolls, but even so, there is still one condition missing."

The Demon Emperor's words were all ridiculed: "You can't get a godhead at all."

"I can get it."

The Demon Emperor sneered, and when he was about to speak, Mei Shuyuan said vaguely, "I brought him here."

"..."

The Demon Emperor was shocked, and for the first time a look of surprise appeared on his face.His attention was all on Mei Shuyuan just now, and he didn't bother to look at others at all. Now he finally moved his eyes away, and seriously looked at the young man behind Mei Shuyuan who was "carefully cared for" by him.

The young man lowered his head, his long messy hair covered his eyes and also the expression on his face, leaving only his pale skin and bloodless lips.

"The third condition." Mei Shuyuan read slowly, "Son of God."

The words are soft, and when they slowly flow through the tip of the heart, they can make people's whole body icy cold.

He said: "With the Son of God as a sacrifice, the three conditions are all met."