Heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

In her acting career, except for the necessary experimental period, she controlled her schedule and always tried to meet Chen Mo by chance.

About one or two times out of ten, they actually run into each other, and when they meet, they can't say much except to say hello.

Zhao Siyuan was there half of the time. In theory, he was more familiar with Miss Song, so every time he was pushed out to entertain Miss Song.

Zhao Siyuan didn't refuse, and looked at her thoughtfully with a cup a few times.

When Song Hanyue's eyes were unconsciously chasing after Chen Mo, Zhao Siyuan's voice suddenly came from his ear, with a bit of surprise: "Do you like Chen Mo?"

Song Hanyue blushed and turned pale again.

It took her a while to remember that she still had an engagement.

But Zhao Siyuan did not ask questions because of this.

He looked Song Hanyue up and down for a moment, and he knew her reaction when he saw her reaction. He turned the cup in his hand and casually reminded: "Chen Mo, don't think about it, you can't."

There was a feeling of arrogance in that kind of sloppyness, as if he had returned to the time when he was in Zhao's house.

The lofty Young Master Zhao.

Song Hanyue woke up as if someone had forcibly pressed her head down in an instant—what was she fighting for?

She is not very beautiful, nor does she have any strength, she is not gentle and considerate, does not know how to please, and does not have the confidence to stand by the other party's side.

Even Zhao Siyuan looks down on her, let alone Chen Mo who is stronger than Zhao Siyuan?

Chen Mo may not even remember her name, because she always dare not take the initiative to talk to him, and his eyes never rest on her.

It's just that those words came from Zhao Siyuan's mouth.

In the eyes of Young Master Zhao, it seemed that the weak were wrong even to breathe. Song Hanyue was irritated by that invisible contempt, and blurted out an excited rebuttal.

"Why can't I?" She asked sharply, "Isn't Cheng Lv just like me, a waste without spiritual power?"

Cheng Lv didn't even come from a family, and didn't have any background. Before meeting Chen Mo, he was just a child from an ordinary family and couldn't provide any help.

Chen Mo can treat him so well, and his life can be entrusted to him.

Then why can't she also accept "trash" like her?

He is not Zhao Siyuan.

The author says:

It should be over in about five chapters.

28, 76-77

◎Root ◎

76.

Zhao Siyuan got a headache from the overwhelming malice.

Before he had time to sort out those messy and chaotic memories, he raised his head and vaguely saw Song Hanyue's face from the squirming black inner walls.

He raised his eyebrows ironically, and opened his mouth to ask, "Do you like Chen Mo, or hate me?"

Obsession up to this point, devouring the mind, is usually not love, but extreme hatred.

The squirming black wall paused suddenly as if breathing suddenly stopped, and after a while, the tentacles wrapped around his neck became more and more forceful.

The feeling of suffocation gradually surpassed the tingling sensation perceived by the brain.

In the next second, the flames split the distorted space like a sword.

Recalling the familiar scream, it was as sharp as countless needles piercing the eardrum at the same time. The ends of the severed tentacles were wrapped in flames and fell, with a few flashes of brilliant electric light faintly visible in them. The tentacles were reduced to ashes before landing.

The remaining half of the tentacles receded like a tide, Zhao Siyuan felt that he was falling, and instinctively adjusted his posture.

When he reacted, he had already stepped on the ground, then his feet slipped and he fell to the ground.

Chen Mo stood not far away, glanced at this side, and quickly looked back.

The monster disappeared, and Song Hanyue stood opposite them.

She was still wearing the cheongsam and gloves, but her body was obviously missing a lot of parts, a few fingers, a calf, and she covered her cheek with the remaining arm, but she couldn't stop half of her flesh from being chopped off. The hideous wound.

Blood dripped from the fingers.

The whites of those eyes had almost disappeared, and they were pitch black and trembling like a black hole with no bottom to be seen.

But she still accurately "looked" at the two men opposite.

"Why can't I?" Her voice was hoarse, intermittently mixed with some roaring, and it was not as clear and pleasant as it used to be.

Reluctantly changing back to human form, perhaps this is the last bit of her sanity.

Chen Mo didn't know her well. He was standing face to face at the moment, listening to the other party's hoarse questioning, he guessed what she meant, but there was no disturbance in his heart.

"It's not Xiaolu, anyone can do it." Chen Mo tentatively replied.

The black energy on Song Hanyue's body dimmed for a moment, and then became dense again in an instant.

Chen Mo glanced at Zhao Siyuan: "I can't save him."

He is seeking Zhao Siyuan's opinion. After all, Song Hanyue is the marriage partner of the Zhao family, and Cheng Lu has already given him popular science on this point.

Zhao Siyuan shook his head, the general came to his senses, and forced the corner of his mouth to twitch: "I think she might prefer to die by your hands."

"By the way—" Zhao Siyuan touched something that fell beside him, "Your knife."

As soon as he raised his hand, he threw a short knife, about the length of a forearm, with a straight handle, a single edge, no complicated patterns, only the blade reflected a faint blue light under the reflection of cold light.

Chen Mo raised his hand to take it, twirled a few flowers between his fingers, and it fit perfectly in his palm.

"There are still long ones still in the furnace, at least wait for another month, you can use this first." Zhao Siyuan propped his hands back, making it clear that he would not interfere, and just waited for the onlookers.

When Song Hanyue met his cold and contemptuous gaze, she was instantly irritated, her body became more black, and slender black spider legs grew on her waist, and her fluffy claws danced excitedly.

She rushed towards Zhao Siyuan.

Chen Mo tossed the short knife, and changed to a closer hand to hold it, with the blade facing upwards, and then lifted it diagonally upwards.

The spider's body was instantly cut in half.

The swollen stomach fell to the ground, and a few spider legs kicked feebly. Only half of the human face remained on the spider's head in the front half, and the eyes were fixed on Zhao Siyuan.

This time, they couldn't split into smaller spiders. The blue flames enveloped them, and the continuous screams became weaker.

Zhao Siyuan turned a blind eye, patted his butt and got up, and then said "poor".

"I told her that you don't like women." Zhao Siyuan couldn't help but sighed as he looked at the ferocious face, showing a bit of pity, "If she can act well, she will have a bright future, Miss Song, outside No one in Huahua World dares to provoke her, those people in the association... are really inhumane."

He doesn't dislike Song Hanyue, and of course he doesn't like him either. In the concept, he is his future siblings, and they are half acquaintances.

But even if Song Hanyue regretted not marrying his younger brother, he wouldn't think she was at fault.

Zhao Siyuan does not admire the weak, but he appreciates the courageous.

It's a pity that Song Hanyue is not.

Song Hanyue didn't like him very much in the past, but after participating in the experiment, her mood swings became more and more severe, and she became more and more paranoid. Every time she met next time, Zhao Siyuan could feel that she hated him more and more, and her soul condition became more and more serious. increasingly unstable.

Zhao Siyuan once called the Song family to talk about this, but the other party didn't care, and started to say flattering words after a few sentences. He got impatient and hung up the phone.

Even her closest family members don't care, let alone him as an outsider.

There are many reasons why capable people are eroded, and those who are directly infected by black air are a small number, and most of them are unable to control their emotions in the early stage of awakening, and are pulled into the abyss by the dark side, and they will become monsters.

However, people have seven emotions and six desires, and negative emotions always exist. It only depends on whether the will is firm enough and the heart is pure enough.

The proportion of ability users who awaken safely every year is only about half, and the rest will become their enemies and targets to be obliterated.

There is still a small part that is in the middle, because of some accidents, strong negative obsessions, and slipping to hell step by step.

Only those who are eroded while awakening are the most difficult to save.

From the moment Song Hanyue stepped into the door of the laboratory, her fate was already doomed.

Zhao Siyuan would still say that she was pitiful because of the intersection of the family, but to Chen Mo who had almost no communication, she was just one of the countless task objects, and she would not even leave any traces in his heart.

Those love, love, can't move him.

"Cold-blooded." Zhao Siyuan sighed, "—very good, keep it up."

The second half of the sentence is the truth.

Chen Mo glanced at him, and Zhao Siyuan raised his hand politely: "Leave the rest to me, and you can deal with the other side."

There was a crack in the sky, and the spiders on the ground were about to burn, but they never disappeared.

The world has not shaken in the slightest.

The problem wasn't limited to Song Hanyue.

Zhao Siyuan turned his head to look at Mu Chiyu's direction, and snorted lightly: "I said, how could it be possible for Song Hanyue alone to have such great power."

It turned out that there was one hidden here.

Chen Mo turned and walked forward.

Zhao Siyuan suddenly remembered something, and suddenly called him: "Wait."

Chen Mo stopped and turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Siyuan reminded him not very willingly: "Cheng Lu brought that little... that kid from the Chen family here."

Chen Mo didn't react: "The Chen family?"

Zhao Siyuan: "Chen Qiguang, I was just fooled away before, but it's time to react now."

Chen Mo: "Oh."

No special reaction.

Zhao Siyuan continued: "You lost contact when you first came in, and Cheng Lv couldn't find you. There are other people here who can't break through forcibly. The fastest way to find you is Chen Qiguang. Save time and effort, otherwise, according to the way those people in the association found, it is estimated that there will be another