Feed the villains with love [Transmigration Book]

At eight o'clock in the evening in Shanghai, a famous dessert shop.

"Is the coffee good?"

"Delicious."

"Is the tiramisu delicious?"

"good to eat."

"Where's the cream ice cream Daifuku?"

"Not bad."

"Then do you want some more? The waiter—"

"No, no, no!" Jiang Shenxing was a foodie in vain, biting his spoon with a frowning face and hurriedly holding down Cheng Yu's raised arm, "That mother god... I just saw the real-time air tickets, and tomorrow morning, the flying capital of Magic City and Feidi will have a special price. !Give me your ID number, I, I will buy it now?"

"……No hurries?"

Jiang Shenxing is 1.8 meters tall, and the mother goddess on the opposite side is about the same height as him, with a cold appearance.

The long and narrow eyes behind the black-framed glasses squinted, and there was an inexplicable sense of insidiousness when staring at them, often making the hairs on Jiang Shenxing's back stand on end.

"Anyway, it's the weekend, and you have asked for leave from the company, don't you need to leave in such a hurry?"

"..."

"What's more, it's so easy to come to Shanghai, and it doesn't seem like your style to try the famous restaurants here without following the food map?"

The voice of the mother goddess is very magnetic, but unfortunately, the action of scooping up the ice cream is as slow as a sloth, Jiang Shenxing is anxious to see it

Try a wool!Hurry up and go home for more text, Hundan!

"It just so happens that the weather is pretty good today." The night view of the neon lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the Great Mother was at ease, "After I'm full, Jiang will accompany me to a night market?"

My day is Jingjing!

No, no, you can't be impatient.After all, there is something to ask for, so of course you have to walk with a smile on your face.

Patience, patience—

"The problem is life and death, Mother God! What I just said...do you understand? I'm really not talking nonsense! Tang Bian really wore it!"

Already told him everything!

Why Tang Bian is still trapped in his brain hole world, even showed him the photos of Jiu Ming, and even booked a hotel with office computer to ask him to update the article, but the mother god——actually told him The hotel has a computer and a word is useless!

"I have a problem with this person. I can only write normally when I sit in my own seat in my own home."

Okay, okay, the Great God is sick, so you should go home quickly!

"Mother God, listen to me~ In fact, this place in the devil's capital will come again in the future!"

Jiang Shenxing spoke earnestly, with sincerity shining all over his eyes: "When do you want to come again, I promise to pay you double air tickets and lost wages, okay? I heard that you have a very good relationship with Editor Tang. You wrote the world in the book. Now It's not like you don't know that bone erosion is coming again, and if the delay continues like this, if Editor Tang accidentally dies there, won't he be committing crimes?"

The Great Mother Goddess said unhurriedly: "According to your logic, if you died in 'that world', wouldn't the result be to wear it back and continue to live?"

"This...but, but Senior Dugu will be very sad!"

"It's up to me whether he gets hurt or not. I can also make him feel heartless and not sad."

"..."

"..."

What is powerlessness.What is a deep sense of powerlessness.

Jiang Shenxing made a dazed face, and lamented in his heart, "I'm sorry for you, editor Tang, the concubine can't handle it!"

This mother god is indeed a snake spirit.The diary is twisted, and it has the perverted potential of a collector and a stalker.Cut the male protagonist Ding Ding again!Turn the male protagonist again!Seeing that he can't say a word well, even Senior Dugu's persona will collapse him!

Alas, life is so difficult.

"Do you want to eat the skewers?"

"Do you want to eat egg waffles?"

"Do you want to eat salted crispy chicken?"

Although the mother god was difficult to speak, she was merciless in buying him food.

The night market was bustling with activity, and Jiang Shenxing's hands were filled with small skewers in no time.I found a small booth to sit down, and changed the subject of Curve to Save the Country:

"Editor Tang told me that you wrote this article about him and senior Dugu... it's actually a birthday greeting, right?"

"Correct."

"Since it's a birthday congratulatory message, this...can't be less intriguing and more warm? Anyway, it's not for readers to read seriously, so why set up so much logic and background? Let Tang make up an invincible design. People just find a place with mountains, rivers and no one, and live a sweet, happy and healing life, wouldn’t it be good?”

"Impossible," the Great Mother Goddess smiled with dead fish eyes, "Even if they live in seclusion, Tang Fengliu will definitely not let Dugujiu go, digging three feet will dig him out."

"What I mean is..." Jiang Shenxing sucked on the sago dew, and really felt that communication was really difficult, "It's just He Wen, so couldn't it be simpler, without Tang Fengliu, without those people who harmed Senior Dugu?"

"However, if there is no Tang Fengliu, how would you explain the fact that Duguji was harmed from childhood to adulthood?"

"...Can't we just not explain it? He is just a supporting role in "Tian Yan Ji" anyway. Except for Tang Bian, no one seems to care about the cause and effect of his obsession."

Anyway, the vast majority of readers, including Jiang Shenxing himself who used to read books, feel that the villain boss only needs to be black enough, and the difficulties of blackening the newspaper are not important at all.

As long as it is bad, as long as it keeps creating troubles and crises for the protagonist, who wants to delve into his mental journey?

"You mean, you want me to write a story similar to Cinderella. It has been very bitter in the past, and suddenly one day I put on a glass slipper for no reason?"

Mother God, what does your diss IQ sneer mean?

If Cinderella wasn't a classic, it wouldn't be a remake until today, okay?As for why the fairy who gave him the glass slipper suddenly appeared before the prince's ball after rescuing her from the fire pit all those years ago, who cares about these small details?

The oil stains from the barbecue dripped on the plastic-packed game script, and Jiang Shenxing hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe it off.

"You really carry it all day?"

You have the nerve to say it!This thin book has an explosion of information, okay?

"Mother God, you have so many dark undertones that you didn't explain in the book. The more I read these pasts you wrote, the more I feel the plots of "Tian Yan Ji" and "Blood Crossing Sword"..."

If these dark lines are integrated into the plot of "Tian Yan Ji", then it is impossible for Qin Yi's ending to save the common people in the world and live a happy life like a beautiful family!

He exterminated the Demon Cult, expanded the sphere of influence of Maple Leaf Villa, and even became the head of the sect. He was basically a puppet who was unconsciously involved in the applause of his father Qin Lang who was hiding behind him!

Every step and every thing was calculated by Qin Lang.

Combined with the fact that Qin Yi has been kidnapped by his master Qian Qiandou in "that world", this follow-up...

""Tian Yan Ji" was originally a tragedy, and so was "Blood Crossing Sword". Qin Yi made mistakes all the way; and Gong Du's happiness was built on the sacrifices of others from the beginning to the end, but they didn't know it."

"Mother God," the senior reader who had watched the ending of Stallion HE contentedly for several years was shattered into pieces by the author's few words, "You, you..."

so dark!so dark!How could there be such a dark author!

"I can't help it. I like to write tragedies. But who made you like to watch Stallion HE, so I had to change it to that on the surface."

"Mother God... Excuse me," Jiang Shenxing said weakly, "You, if you dare to scribble like this in the storyline of Tang Bian, when he comes back to beat you, I will pass him the knife by the side!"

"You still care about him?"

There is a glass of Coke in front of the Great Mother.Jiang Shenxing didn't understand why he suddenly threw fried tofu cubes into the cola, and smashed them with a small bamboo stick.

"Yeah, Editor Tang is pretty handsome. He's also cheerful, so he's likable, right?"

"But people like that... how boring life would be if they didn't encounter some setbacks, don't you think?"

……

……

The rain hit the face, Tang Shen rubbed it, and continued to raise the sword to guard against Tang Fengliu who was swaying in the wind not far away.

That person had peach blossom eyes, but he only stared at Dugu Lone's waist.

"I really didn't expect... I have been searching for so long, but I still can't find the pair of long soul jade pendants. It was Yu Chenying who... gave them away easily."

"The supreme glory of the Yu Clan, the key to King Youlan's tomb, was finally hung on the waist by an actor and a scoundrel. Heh, if the old Patriarch Yu knew about it, he would probably be pissed to death by that unfilial son."

Tang Fengliu chuckled twice, covered his mouth with the golden fan: "Forget it, it's not too late to find it now..."

Yin Yan sneered, and the red silk shot out like a steel cable, tightly entangled with Tang Fengliu's fan.

"With me here today, you don't want to move Jier's finger again!"

"Master Yin, don't forget," Tang Fengliu let go of his hand, allowing the golden fan to be snatched away, "Back when Yu's family was destroyed, Tang... also saved your life. How could you be with me?" That pair of siblings also learned how to repay kindness with hatred?"

Blood flashed in Yin Yan's eyes, and Hong Ling went around to face the snake again, "You guys planned the murder of the Yu family! I only hate, I only hate that I wake up too late!"

"So eager to put me to death..." Tang Fengliu laughed lowly, his body flashed, and several afterimages appeared at the same time, "Yin Yan, are you afraid that I will tell him 'that thing'?"

Hong Ling passed through an afterimage and flew into space.Tang Fengliu's triumphant laughter came in the wind.

"But he should know, right? Don't you think it's cruel to him to hide it from him...and leave him a glimmer of hope?"

His figure flickered, then disappeared suddenly, but the next moment he was bound by Dugu Lonely's silver string.Tang Fengliu's eyes were also gloomy and cold after he struggled twice and couldn't break free.

"Qin Mo, haven't you been looking for your master?"

"..."

"Relax, come here and give me the pair of jade pendants. I will tell you the whereabouts of your master."

"You—" Yin Yan gritted her teeth and grabbed Duguji, "Ji'er, don't listen to his nonsense! Leave the matter here to me, and you go to the bone erosion!"

The rain was pattering, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

Tang Shen felt the cold, but it was Tang Fengliu's sly eyes at the moment that made him feel the danger subconsciously.

"Senior, don't listen to my father, let's go!"

"Shen'er, you really disappointed me." Tang Fengliu shook his head, "Daddy sent you to Maple Leaf Villa to let you watch the Qin Demon, you are lucky, did the fake show really happen?"

"Stop sowing discord! Senior Dugu, don't believe him! This, this Tang Fengliu, you don't need to care about me if you want to kill him, anyway, he, he is not my father!"

As soon as the words came out, Tang Fengliu's expression was a little distorted.

Duguji freed one hand to embrace Tang Shen, and tightened the silver string with the other: "Tell me, where is my master?"

"In Salt Sea City."

"..."

"Qin Mo, you killed your master with your own hands, do you really not remember at all?"

"Think about it, think about it carefully, think about the sins you bear."

"I've heard that Shen'er treats you very well, and you've lived a happy life these days."

"But who knows, one day you go crazy, maybe you will kill Shen'er too. People like you don't deserve happiness at all, and a lonely old life is more suitable for you~"

The author has something to say: the iPhone is broken, and a bottle of wine was spilled on it while eating roasted durians. The repair said that the wine was severely corroded. It may be possible to send it for repair within an hour.

This machine was soaked in the sea in Sydney for more than a minute and still lost to wine.

I can’t afford to use the same model, I’m covering my face, please recommend a 2000+ Android phone... If it doesn’t work, I’ll go to areyouok’s to buy it.

Generally, the claw machine is used to reply to the message, but the claw machine is broken, so the message is not replied.

Thank you tomorrow~