Matchmaker system [Quick Transmigration]

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Jiang Ling woke up in pain, not only in the chest, but also in the whole body, from ears to toes, as if his whole body was being eaten by poisonous insects.

Afterwards, a strong and disgusting smell of blood spread to the tip of his nose, and Jiang Ling finally opened his eyes with great effort.

At first glance, he saw the dim roof.

He is not dead?

Or another body, another world?

This thought flashed across Jiang Ling's mind, and he subconsciously wanted to turn his body, and then he felt a huge pain in his chest, and he broke out in a cold sweat for a while.

His body was weak and weak, his hands and feet were cold and numb, his throat seemed to be stuck with something, he panicked, swallowed a little, and the sweet smell of blood spread on the tip of his tongue - this was the feeling he felt when his heart was pierced by a long sword.

He's not dead, he's still "Lu Yixiu"!

Looking down, Jiang Ling saw the hilt of the sword on his chest. Jiang Ling was very familiar with this spirit sword.

At that time, for Xie Ange's safety, he asked Xie Ange to put on his own clothes, and he himself put on Xie Ange's clothes. He never expected that this move would involve himself.

It was night at that time, so far away, the surroundings were in a mess, and the spiritual power was extremely chaotic. Mei Shuyuan had never seen himself in men's clothing, so he might have thought him Xie Ange.

And the three of them were still standing at the exit, looking as if they were ready to run away holding hands at any time.

It's really... unlucky.

Jiang Ling moved his neck, this time he saw clearly where he was.

This is a very empty room, except for the extremely soft bed under him, there is nothing on all sides, but the floor and the walls are densely packed with patterns, the pattern is extremely complicated, just one glance Feel dizzy.

However, what really surprised Jiang Ling was that the pattern was red, as if it was flowing blood.

This formation is... based on human blood.

When Jiang Ling hesitated, something warm and soft was attached to his fingertips. Someone touched his fingertips and put his cold fingers into his palm.

The man's hands were also a little cold, but Jiang Ling's body was as cold as a corpse, in comparison, it seemed a little warm.

Jiang Ling's expression moved slightly, and he heard an extremely gentle voice.

"you're awake."

Jiang Ling wanted to turn his head, but his soft fingers pressed against his cheek, gently straightened his head, and Jiang Ling met a warm face.

Mei alienated...

His hair was a bit messy, hanging behind him, and because of the movement of his head down, the long hair fell from his shoulders and landed on Jiang Ling's cheeks, bringing a slight itchiness.

Jiang Ling frowned slightly.Mei Shuyuan seemed to know what Jiang Ling was thinking, and raised her hand to brush the hair that fell on Jiang Ling's cheeks, her movements were gentle and cherishing, and her expression was soft and tender.

His fingers rested on Jiang Ling's cheek, unable to linger.

The two looked at each other for a long time, until when Jiang Ling was a little tired, he heard Mei Shuyuan's voice.

He said: "Jiangling, your name is Jiangling, right? You mentioned this name when you were in Tianqing City."

Up to now, there is nothing to hide, Jiang Ling blinked, and squeezed out the word "um" from his throat.With just one word, his throat hurts.

Mei Shuyuan bent the corners of her lips, a smile spread across her face, and her clear blue eyes were like the water of a lake at the dawn of spring.

"Jiangling."

"Jiangling..."

"Jiangling..."

The light-colored lips opened and closed, repeating the name non-stop, the words were soft and sweet, as if to engrave the name in his heart.

The last time Jiang Ling saw Mei Shuyuan like this was when he pronounced the name "Alice".

At that time, Jiang Ling thought it was very interesting.

Seeing Mei Shuyuan's appearance at this moment, Jiang Ling felt terrified.It seemed that the person in front of him was an extremely terrifying thing, not the young man who warmed his heart.

Jiang Ling wanted to speak and told him not to shout, but he stopped first.

The young man with a gentle and clear appearance smiled: "That's great."

What a fart, Jiang Ling feels terrible now.

However, he was so powerless that he didn't even have the strength to hug Mei Shuyuan and comfort him.

The next moment, Jiang Ling opened his eyes slightly.

Mei Shuyuan raised her hand, with one hand resting on the side of Jiang Ling's face, and the other grasping the hilt of the sword on Jiang Ling's chest.

"I don't need to call you sister anymore, I don't need to call you Alice anymore..."

Jiang Ling was horrified, his expression blank.

"I don't need to call you Qing He..."

With a sound of "click", Mei Shuyuan quickly pulled out the long sword from Jiang Ling's chest, the blade was stained with the blood of Jiang Ling's heart, the blood dripped from the tip of the sword, and landed on Jiang Ling's robe.

Caught off guard, Jiang Ling gasped in pain.

"Bangdang-"

Mei Shuyuan threw away the long sword, and the saber that had been worn for more than ten years was thrown on the floor by Mei Shuyuan like discarded waste, and rolled several times on the floor.

Jiang Ling was awakened by the sound, and suddenly regained consciousness.

He stared closely at Mei Shuyuan's eyebrows and eyes, thinking of the thirteen or fourteen-year-old little national teacher back then.

If he had met Mei Shuyuan twice in a row, it was equally possible that he would have met the same person three times in a row.

The delicate and soft little national teacher, the young and gentle emissary of the foreign race, the gentle and jade-like Qinghe Xianjun...the same person from the beginning to the end!

Jiang Ling was so shocked that he even forgot the pain in his chest.

He couldn't raise his hands, he couldn't move his feet, he could only speak with difficulty: "You recognized me from the beginning?"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he tasted the smell of blood between his lips and teeth.

However, Jiang Ling relentlessly looked away at Mei.

Mei Shuyuan shook his head, held Jiang Ling's hand, interlocking his fingers, lingering and gentle: "No, I didn't recognize Alice at first, but when you appeared in front of me as Lu Yixiu, I became suspicious. I personally confirmed it."

"...How to prove it?"

Mei Shuyuan raised Jiang Ling's hand and clasped both hands, fingers were white and slender.Both Jiang Ling's wrist and Mei Shuyuan's wrist were empty.

Under Jiang Ling's gaze, a red thread appeared on each of their wrists. The red thread was exactly the same. It was the red thread tied to Alice by the alien messenger in their youth.

The two of them are one by one, looking a bit naive.

But at that time, the young man was full of joy, and Jiang Ling couldn't bear to refuse.

"I tied the red thread to your soul, even if I am reincarnated, I can still find you by it."

Jiang Ling was dumbfounded.

"When we were 14 years old, we made an appointment to meet, and when we came back, we only saw the corpse hanging on the wall."

"When I was 19, I liked someone so much for the first time. Then I saw you lying in Xifeier's arms and told Xifeier that you liked him..."

Mei Shuyuan's voice was low, soft, and somewhat stubborn: "Are you planning to leave with Xie Ange now?"

"I never thought of hurting you, I just wanted to teach Xie Ange a lesson, but I didn't expect, I didn't expect..." Clenching his fingers tightly, his fingertips turned white, he fixedly looked at Jiang Ling, with a bitter smile: " I always seem to be unable to keep you, it was like this when I was a teenager, and it is still like this now."

"A Ling... I don't even know who you like. I think you like me a little bit, but I can't believe it, because you never kept your promise, A Ling."

"But." The voice was serious and earnest, and the blue eyes showed obsession, "I don't intend to give up."

"A Ling, I am happy with you."

He let go of Jiang Ling's hand, rubbed one hand on Jiang Ling's belt, the jade belt was easily untied, and fell lightly to the ground, his hand landed on Jiang Ling's collar.

Said affectionately: "It's the first time I've seen you wearing men's clothes."

After a long silence, Jiang Ling finally asked the first sentence: "How do I dress?"

Mei Shuyuan's eyes brightened, showing joy: "It's very beautiful."

"Then you, don't take off my clothes."

"No way……"

The hidden button of the robe was unbuttoned, and the blood-stained material was torn away. Jiang Ling had no strength to resist, and the collar was completely pulled away, revealing his flat chest.

There is no softness of a woman.

However, there was no surprise in Mei Shuyuan's eyes, and his eyes fell on the sword wound on Jiang Ling's chest.

This sword was very ruthless, it pierced through Jiang Ling's chest, and directly "killed him", but he is still alive now, even though his whole body is in great pain, even though he is very weak, he is still alive.

Jiang Ling vaguely guessed that he was able to live because of the formation in this room.

This thought flashed, and Mei Shuyuan stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the wound on Jiang Ling's chest, but stopped, as if she was afraid of hurting Jiang Ling.

"Stay away..."

"A Ling, you won't die." Mei Shuyuan untied the robe on her body, and with a few taps, half of the robe fell from her shoulders, "I won't let you have any trouble, I will return this sword to you .”

A thought flashed in Jiang Ling's mind, but he couldn't get up to stop it, so he could only speak hastily: "Don't make trouble..."

The sword intent turned into substance, piercing through the entire chest, and the scorching blood flowed on Jiang Ling's skin, and then splashed on the ground.

Jiang Ling was furious: "You idiot."

Cold lips brushed against his forehead, leaving a soft kiss.

Mei Shuyuan replied: "Help you."

Stained with Mei Shuyuan's painstaking efforts, the formations on the floor and walls greedily absorbed them, flowing slowly as if they had life, and blooming mysterious and bloody flowers, which were gorgeous and colorful.

Like a monster lurking in darkness, it surrounded the two of them, ready to move.

Mei Shuyuan's lips were addicted to a smile, Jiang Ling wanted to get up angrily, but fell back because of the huge pain in his chest.But soon, Jiang Ling was surprised to find that a powerful force poured into his body and into his soul, soothing all the pain.

Jiang Ling gasped: "What the hell is this?"

"Soul contract."

Mei Shuyuan articulated clearly, and answered word by word: "Engrave into the soul, share luck, connect stars, and live forever."

"What the hell?!"

"To put it simply." Probably due to excessive blood loss, Mei Shuyuan's face was as pale as a piece of thin paper, and her pale lips had completely lost their color. The clear pool at the bottom is like the blue color of spring, "Even if you die, I will not let you go."

Big deal die together!

Jiang Ling was startled by the look in his eyes, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say another word.

The smell of blood became more and more intense, Mei Shuyuan leaned forward, pressed Jiangling's forehead affectionately, and slid her finger down, across Jiangling's chest, passing through Jiangling's thin waist, and finally stuck into Jiangling's trousers, touching the most secret place of Jiangling .

"Hey……"

Jiang Ling's face was full of disbelief.

Holding something in the palm of her hand, Mei Shuyuan's brows and eyes were filled with a joyful smile, and her clear blue eyes showed a little bit of bewitching.

He said, "Look, I've got you."

[Main task - live until the end of the key plot without the hero and heroine dying]

[Task Progress: Completed]

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