[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

There is a kind of person who can shine beautifully no matter when and where.

And it just so happens that the Lord Mozun in front of him is that kind of person.

The system hastily shifted its gaze, and said in a low voice: "My hosts have also chosen unlimited missions before, but they are not in the same situation as adults."

"If they don't complete the task according to the plot, they will be directly dispatched to other groups or hit the bottom to start again. Only you are different, if it is not the Lord God, you are just a machine, otherwise I really doubt the Master God. It's up to you..."

After all, an evildoer like Huai'an, even a straight man like steel, has to turn into soft fingers and fall for him.

Of course, the system would never admit that a steely straight man like himself would be tempted! ╭(╯^╰)╮

Huaian sneered, completely disapproving.

Speaking of which, the person who created the Lord God is a monk from the same Three Thousand Worlds as him, and he is well-known as the top expert in the Three Thousand Worlds. Even if he is much weaker now, it is impossible for the so-called Lord God to completely control him .

It is precisely because of Huai'an's strength that even the main god has to be afraid, let alone offend him, so Huai'an is not surprised at all.

Because his existence itself is a huge BUG!

That's why this silly and sweet system feels strange.

Huai'an hooked the corners of his lips, and twirled another grape, pinching the soft grape flesh with his fingertips as round as green onion and white jade, his light blue eyeballs like jewels leaned over, a little faint under the glazed light. The color is vivid and saturated.

Magnificent as a feast.

"Tong'er, you are so stupid, who else would want you besides this deity?"

system:"……"

System 101 System No. 101 seriously rejected the "love" words thrown by the other party, then retracted into the system space, twisting its head: "Hmph!"

Huai'an Chongni smiled lightly, with crooked eyebrows, swallowed the grape he was holding in his fingers, and swallowed it lightly with his pink tongue, then slowly sat up straight, the gold ornaments on his clothes jingled with the boy's movements, Play a gorgeous chapter.

The long, glossy black hair brushed across the cheeks, across the neck, and then fell on the half-exposed chest, covering the two pink dots.

He brushed his hair, stretched lazily, and in exchange for a maid, he said in a low voice: "This young master wants to go out and play, and change my clothes."

The clothes of the personal maid are thin, revealing a slender waist and full breasts. She wears a sari to cover her face, revealing only half of her charming face.

The boy reached out to wrap his arms around the maid's shoulder, licked her full earlobe lightly with the tip of his tongue, and said with a smile, "An Shaman, why are you more beautiful today than usual?"

An Shaman has long been used to the frivolity of young people, she stretched out Guolu's arm, and the silver ornate bead bracelet on her delicate wrist jingled, she raised her head, brushed her long hair by her ears, and said with a light smile: "My lord , do you mean that slaves are not beautiful on weekdays?"

"How can it be~! My Anshaman looks so beautiful every day, but I haven't seen her for a long time, it's like three autumns~"

"Young master, you are joking again~ I saw you yesterday, young master~"

"Anshaman~ You are so boring! You were not like this before."

An Shaman smiled: "Young master, you are so interesting."

Hearing this, the young man was immediately happy, and nodded in agreement: "It's still An Shaman who has a sweet mouth. Today, young master, I will take you out for a walk together, how about it?"

"Where does the young master want to go? There are so many places I want to go here~" An Shaman raised her head when she was choosing clothes for the young man, her lips under the veil were slightly raised, and her winking eyes were like silk.

At first glance, there is a bit of Huai'an's shadow between An Shaman's eyebrows.

Huai'an lowered his head, buried his head between his neck, the incense was quiet, neither thick nor weak, the young man narrowed his eyes, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

"How about going to the Longmen Inn? It is said that there are many people from the Central Plains there, An Shaman, would you like to have a look with this young master? Or... you still want to make an appointment with this young master? I can do it~"

An Shaman, who finally chose the gold and red gauze, unhurriedly took off Huai'an's underwear, her green fingertips slid across his chest, tapped his pink cherries, and then slid down and slid across his chest. At the base of the thigh, lightly flicked the little thing hanging down by the boy.

"Don't get mad at the slave, or the slave will be angry!"

Huaian: "..."

"Just like you, are you still with Nu Yunyu? I'm afraid you haven't grown up yet~ Men from the Nu family are older than you!"

An Shaman, who had the strength to ridicule the "little" Demon Lord, cast a wink at Huai'an's murderous eyes, then stood up, looked down at the boy who had just reached his chin, and patted the other boy on the head: "Good boy, Slave first go out and arrange a carriage."

Facing a young boy who had followed her ass to study since childhood, An Shaman, who was nearly forty years old, looked at him as if she were her own son, and could even turn a blind eye to his murderous eyes.

The woman twisted her waist, put on the gold jewelry for the young man, put on the ankle chain, braided her hair in a bun, and then retreated slowly.

Although she is getting older, An Shaman's appearance is like that of a [-]-year-old girl, fresh and lovely.

Even Huai'an's appearance after dressing up as a woman was learned from An Shaman's movements.

She walked slowly, swaying gracefully, her toes were like jade, and every step was like a golden lotus, holy and meandering.

Huaian watched the other party leave expressionlessly: "Tong'er."

"Big, big..."

The system trembled.

"I want to kill someone."

"My lord, you must hold back! Hold back! Calm down! Calm down!"

This can calm down! ?This is a matter of dignity and disgrace!He lowered his head and touched the crotch, it felt good, and it was not worse than his original body, how could it be smaller! ?

Master Mozun took a deep breath, suppressed the violence that was gushing out of his heart, restored the expression on his face, and then smiled brightly at the full-length mirror.

He is not small.

Not small at all.

The yellow sand is long, and the endless grayish yellow covers the sight. The light blue sky is cloudless, and there are no traces of crows and magpies. Occasionally, vultures fly across the sky without sound.

The silence was so dead that only the sound of wind, sand and dust remained.

The young man with his feet on the sand clenched the Buddhist beads in his hands, his lips were pale and bloodless, he raised his head, his forehead hidden under the bamboo hat was slightly covered with sweat.

One day and one night, young people who had never entered the water moved forward like ants in the hot desert. In the long yellow sand, they staggered forward, leaving a series of forward footprints.

Luo Yuan's sweat slipped down and passed over his eyeballs, the heat and pain in his body couldn't compare to the empty chill in his heart.

He looked up into the distance, as if he could still hear the young man's charming voice before he left.

"Handsome brother~"

"Handsome brother~"

Recalling again and again.

Like reality and illusion, it all starts from a dream.

The young man lowered his eyes, and walked forward for a long time, and finally staggered and fell in the desert, facing the scorching sun, and fell into a deep sleep.

Before falling asleep, he seemed to hear the camel bells from far to near, jingle jingle, ringing again and again, covering the darkness in his heart, from light to heavy, dispelling the darkness bit by bit.

It was very similar to the golden bell tied to the ankle of a young man before he left, jingling, the pearls fell on the jade plate, and the sound was meandering.

But not him.

His ringtone is not like this.

The young man opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed the wrist of the visitor with one hand, and said sharply, "Who are you?"

The girl who was grabbed by the wrist shrank her neck, her long and thick braids were black and oily, and her light brown eyes were full of fear.

"You, you, you passed out, me, me and my elder brother rescued you, you, don't hurt us. We are good people, really." The girl stammered and struggled.

Luo Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then let go, and watched the girl wearing silver sequins run away from the tent. She was wearing tulle culottes, and the silver accessories were tinkling. There was also a chain on the girl's ankle.

Like Huai An, she is bare-toed and wears bells that jingle as she runs.

Luo Yuan felt a little relieved for some reason, and then sat up from the bed with difficulty: "Miss, don't be afraid, I didn't intend to scare you."

The girl outside the tent heard the words and whispered, "I, I don't believe it."

"You, you just scared people to death."

The Western Regions in the world of martial arts are different from the people of the Central Plains. They practice martial arts for the whole people, and they regard the Sacred Fire Sect as their belief.

Although the girl is not good at martial arts, she clearly sensed Luo Yuan's killing intent at that moment.

Thinking of this, the girl trembled in fear, and suddenly regretted saving the Central Plains man.

Recently, I heard that many Central Plains people plan to crusade against the Sacred Fire Cult. Could it be that this man is also doing the same?

"You, you are from the Central Plains? Are you here to crusade against the Holy Cult?" The girl who asked unconsciously grabbed the fabric of the tent, carefully opened a corner and looked at Luo Yuan.

The Central Plains didn't know the name of the Holy Cult, but only knew the holy fire of the Devil's Cult, so Huai'an was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a while: "Holy Cult?"

"That's the Sacred Fire Cult." The girl asked, her cheeks puffed up: "Tell me! Are you a bad person!"

Luo Yuan shook his head: "No, I'm not here for the Sacred Fire Cult."

"Then why did you come here?"

Their Western Regions have always been sparsely populated, and now a lot of people from the Central Plains have come here. They intend to spread the news to the Holy Cult, but they are afraid that those people from the Central Plains will find traces of the Holy Cult.

Although the girl believed in the young man's words in her heart, she was unwilling to step into the tent, and looked at him with clear eyes, with vigilance on her face.

Like a cat with its claws open, it stares at its own food, not letting others snatch it away.

If it was an ordinary man, his heart would have trembled a long time ago because of her pair of round and big eyes.

It's a pity that Huai'an is not an ordinary person. Facing the vigilance and eyes of the other party, he replied lightly: "I came for one person."

"Do you know Luo Huainiang? He is not tall, about the same as you. He has light blue eyes, slightly curly hair, and likes to wear red clothes."

The girl was slightly taken aback, and all she could see was the tenderness and helplessness of the young man.

"I, I don't know." The girl said, "But if you really want to find someone, you might as well go to the Longmen Inn. The proprietress there knows a lot of things."

"Maybe she knows who you're looking for."

As soon as the words fell, the girl saw a genuinely grateful smile on the young man's indifferent face: "Thank you, benefactor."

The girl was taken aback for a moment, then pulled the tarpaulin back, her cheeks flushed slightly - this man from the Central Plains seems to be quite good-looking too.

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_(:з」∠)_In addition, I probably won’t be home until early tonight. . .So today's double update or something. . .Don't think about it, wash up and sleep.