Fast time travel: The villain male god keeps flirting

Chapter 32 "The Ghost King's Little Sweetheart (33)"

Zhang Yuewen smiled and looked at the cold and unruly Ling Mo gently, his eyes were soft and non-threatening.

Zhou Meng scratched her head, and she tugged Ling Mo's sleeve to signal her to be polite, but Ling Mo still pretended to look around and ignored her, so Zhou Meng had to laugh dryly: "Haha, teacher, you don't know me. Everyone is normal, you have only been here for a few weeks, and Momo is my roommate now."

"Momo, Momo, talk to me..." Zhou Meng whispered, Ling Mo frowned impatiently, her eyes were dangerous, sharp and sinister like a wolf, looking straight at Zhang Yuewen with a gentle face.

She was cold and indifferent, with a half-smile and said: "Mr. Zhang, good."

Zhang Yuewen didn't mind, the coffee brown pupils were extraordinarily gentle against the sunlight, "Hello, it happens that my little niece wants to eat, how about we eat together?"

The little girl named Tongtong pursed her lips unwillingly when she heard the words, she shook her uncle's arm softly, and said sweetly: "Uncle, I don't want to eat with them, I want to sit down Ferris wheel, come with me!"

Zhang Yuewen was both helpless and pampered, he lowered his head and patted his little niece's head in a funny way, "Okay, okay, it's my uncle's fault..." Then he apologized to Zhou Meng and the others, "I was the one who was rude, Tongtong her If you are not obedient, you must go to play, you go to eat first."

Zhou Meng was secretly happy in her heart, but she was very regretful on her face, "Well, I also feel a little regretful, let's eat together another day!"

"I will remember." Zhang Yuewen nodded, his eyes seemed to be shining with gentle light, and when he was about to leave while holding his niece's little hand, he looked deeply at Ling Mo, dimly.

If 188 is sober now, it will definitely find that the villain’s mood swings are very large at this time, and the favorability level rises and stops, and finally stops at 65 points. The blackening value rises with the increase of the green hat value. The hat value suddenly stopped at 30 points, but the blackening value far exceeded the green hat value and stopped at 45 points.

According to the Survival Rules of Small World Traversing Agents, when attacking villain bosses above SS level, if the blackening value exceeds 60, the danger level will double. If the blackening value exceeds 80, the system will advise the missioner to leave the mission world.

Zhou Meng, who had a bright smile on her face, didn't know that the blackening value of this dangerous skyrocketed. She hugged Ling Mo's arm, her little face was sweet and pure, "Momo, don't you like Teacher Zhang?"

Zhou Meng thought silly and sweetly that Teacher Zhang is handsome and has such a gentle personality. Almost all the girls in the school adore him and like him. It makes no sense that Ling Mo doesn't like Teacher Zhang. Momo may just be shy.

Ling Mo reached out her hand to block the crowded crowd for her. Her unique aura made people involuntarily give way to a narrow path. Ling Mo carefully protected Zhou Meng, fully fulfilling the duties of a boyfriend.

Ling Mo recalled the way Zhang Yuewen looked at Zhou Meng, and the anger in her heart kept rolling. The darkness covered the only remaining light, supported only by crumbling love.

Ling Mo smiled coldly, she was just a hypocrite, "I don't like it." Her voice was crisp and clear without any hesitation.

Zhou Meng, who was still praising Zhang Yuewen, was taken aback when she heard the words, and was immediately slapped in the face, "Ah? You don't like him, why?"

"...No reason." It's just that his eyes are really annoying, and he just wants to dig out those tricks.

Darkness spread from her eyes.

"...Well then, look, there is a sugar seller over there, let's go and have a look." Seeing the novelty, Zhou Meng immediately forgot everything, she took Ling Mo's hand and was about to join in the fun.

In the lively crowd, Zhang Yuewen held Tongtong's hand, his eyes were dull and empty, and he stood mechanically behind them.

"Remember?" I saw Tong Tong with her innocent face raised, her voice was no longer sweet, but rough and low like that of a desolate old man, her eyes staring at Zhou Meng were extremely sinister, as if using His eyes wanted to kill her alive.

"Remember, remember." Zhang Yuewen trembled suddenly, and his eyes became clear again.

"Let's go, go to the haunted house," Tongtong scolded in a low voice, "act quickly."

"Okay, master." Zhang Yuewen looked at Tongtong with extremely burning eyes.

Ling Mo turned her head abruptly, only to see the endless stream of people, without the energy fluctuations she was familiar with.

She frowned secretly.

There is a notice posted outside the haunted house, which is generally for the maintenance of the haunted house, and outsiders are now prohibited from entering.

The tourists who came here to play all returned disappointed, shook their heads and went to play other projects, but inside the haunted house, frightening events were happening.

A black strange pattern is slowly emerging, and the surrounding blood-like liquid seems to be full of vitality, slowly but firmly pouring towards the pattern until the pattern is soaked, showing black and red, and finally revealing an incomparably bright red color.

Bloody, ominous... horrifying!
Tongtong was silent, but the ferocity in her eyes was obvious, she looked strange, "As long as this formation is successful, I don't have to be afraid of the so-called ghost king."

Standing obediently behind Tongtong, Zhang Yuewen raised his head, and the complicated and ugly ghost face tattoo just covered half of his face. He enthusiastically said: "Congratulations, master!"

"Now, your task is to stop the ghost king, understand?" Tongtong said coldly.

All of a sudden, as if her child's body was frozen, a dark mist-like thing flowed out from her head, and poured into Zhang Yuewen from Tongtong's body continuously. It was obvious that the expression on his face The pattern became hotter and hotter, and the black became thicker.

Zhang Yuewen had no power to resist, or he didn't want to resist. He enjoyed the intrusion of the black mist, and his eyes were scarlet.

"……Yes Master."

……

In the restaurant outside the amusement park, Zhou Meng cut the pizza into several small pieces with a knife, then stuffed a piece of cheese cream and ham into his mouth, his cheeks puffed up immediately, like a cute hamster, so cute Cute.

For example, the Lingmo children's boots opposite her.

"Momo, eat it, this is super delicious!" Zhou Meng hurriedly recommended this restaurant's cheese and ham pizza to Ling Mo, and a little cream stuck to her mouth accidentally.

Ling Mo raised her eyebrows, not interested in these ordinary foods, but stared at the piece Zhou Meng was eating with interest, maybe it wasn't food.

"I think the one you ate tastes better."

Zhou Meng nodded foolishly, and couldn't help but chuckled: "Oh, you found out, I specially picked a piece with a lot of butter, it's delicious!"

"……yes?"

Zhou Meng's little head nodded even more cheerfully.

Ling Mo smiled, no longer cold and ruthless, nor indifferent to cruelty, but full of warmth and pampering for the person in front of her.

(End of this chapter)