Fast Travel: Strategies and Counter-Strikes

Chapter 214

After Shen Jin was imprisoned, she didn't make a lot of trouble.

The administrator, who knew his temper well, of course didn't think he gave in. He probably wanted to go directly to the novel character after becoming the next administrator.

Therefore, the matter of closing the world channel must be done secretly without telling Shen Jin.

"So what happened that day?"

One day after a long time, Chabei heard Qi Yuan's story up to this point, and couldn't help asking curiously.

"That day... If the people of that period were still alive, they would never forget that tragic scene." Qi Yuan looked into the distance, with an unknown smile on his lips.

From the moment he saw the incident erupt with his own eyes until the old administrator almost killed half his life before suppressing everything, Qi Yuan knew that he had made the right bet.

The chess piece Minghua is well chosen.

The plan is even more—perfect.

……

Ming Hua froze for a moment when she heard Shen Jin say this, and realized that she was hugged tightly by Rid, she regained a little strength and struggled violently.

"You let go!"

In the unfamiliar embrace, Ming Hua smelled a faint fragrance.

Rid said nothing, he buried his head on Minghua's shoulder, his arms tightly wrapped around her body like iron chains, preventing her from moving.

"What do you want to do……"

As soon as Minghua finished speaking, a flash of vision flashed in front of her eyes, and she and Rid were transported to another place at the same time, in a luxurious and exquisite room, where chills came inexplicably from all directions, making her shudder.

Rid finally let go of his hand reluctantly, and the moment Ming Hua pulled away from her, she raised her hand without hesitation and slapped her loudly.

"What right do you have to hug me?" She bit her lips tightly, holding back the anger and humiliation welling up from the bottom of her heart, and said sharply, "Aren't you going to kill me! Why don't you do it now! Do it!"

Rid's purple pupils were sad, he wanted to reach out and hold Ming Hua's shoulders, but his hands hung in mid-air but fell down helplessly.

"Minghua, you...I am your husband." Rid has never spoken in such a gentle and helpless voice.

Ming Hua was slightly startled, her eyes lost focus, her hands wrapped around her cold arms, and she asked flatly, "...Isn't she already dead? When you succeed in the strategy, isn't she dead?"

"I..." Rid was dumb at this moment, speechless.

Ming Hua raised her head slightly, breathing steadily, "When I saw you, I didn't hate you as much as I imagined, Rid, is your name now?"

"I'm Shen Jin!" Rid was suddenly excited, he gasped to calm down, and stared deeply at Ming Hua, "I have all... all of my memories... Ming Hua, let's start again."

For some reason, he felt helpless and at a loss when facing Ming Hua, as if he had fallen into a deep pool, unable to find a foothold no matter what, feeling hesitant and helpless.

"Start what?" Ming Hua asked.

"..."

Minghua chuckled, echoing in this quiet and cold space, "The 'Minghua' you're looking for isn't me, and the 'Shen Jin' I'm looking for isn't you either... Is Minghua like me before? Will she slap someone? Will she harm someone? Will she plot against others until she dies?"

Every time he said a word, Rid's face paled an inch, as if he had been poked at a pain point in his heart.

Minghua stood in front of him with a smile that was both sarcastic and dazzling.

"It's not like that, it's not like that -" Rid tried his best to retort, his dazzling purple eyes were mottled with flowing colors, and his thin lips were pursed tightly.

Ming Hua was exceptionally calm. For a moment, she didn't know why she had never been sober before.

She asked, "I said, what's wrong?"

　In the early days, it seemed that someone wanted Qi Yuan to be the hero, but he didn't like Ming Hua at all, so how could he be the hero?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)