The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 322 Great God Don’t Run (1)

Luo Xing opened his eyes, the surroundings were quiet, and there was a sour smell in the air.

It's a new dimension again.

The last mission was rewound as soon as it entered the plane, and now it's just that the air smells a little bad, which seems to be fine.

Feng Wu gloated, "If you don't stop the bleeding on your wrist, you will probably rewind it." 】

Ok?
Luo Xing raised his hand and took a look. There were a few messy knife marks on his wrist, and the bones were deep enough to be seen.

The direction of the knife marks was from the outer side of the wrist to the inner side. There were five knives in total, and each knife was very forceful, and the hand was almost chopped off. Visually, the owner of the body committed suicide.

With such a forceful knife, it can be seen that he really doesn't want to live.

I don't even want to live anymore, and I sent her to counter what kind of attack, it's boring.

[Can't you stop the bleeding first, and then complain? 】Do you want to rewind the tape just like that?
Rewind later and go back to when you were a baby and you need to drink milk, don't blame me for not reminding you.

Thinking about it, it would be nice to see the little pity still drinking milk at a young age.

Luo Xing has a black thread, what the hell are you thinking.

It also wants me to go back to being a baby, drinking milk and dreaming.

Luo Xing stretched out her right hand and caressed her left wrist. After she took her hand away, her wrist was as clean as ever, without any signs of injury.

Feng Wu shook his head and shouted it's a pity, the next moment a brick smashed into the space, he hurriedly dodged, [Little poor, I'll just think about it, don't be angry, anger will make you grow old. 】

"Can I be older than you?"

【…】You attacked again with ginseng.

Humph.

My lord has a lot, and I don't have the same knowledge as you.

"You're just a small turkey, and adults have a lot, huh."

【You, you... I, I'm angry. 】The kind that wants to be blown up.

"You, Mu Yao, are possessed? Stuttering little turkey."

[...] Feng Wuqi was disconnected.

He has to calm down and go online in 2 minutes.

The wound on his wrist had healed, but the feeling of blood loss was still heavy. Luoxing sat on the ground for a while, then climbed up and turned on the light while holding on to the wall.

The room was lit up, Luo Xing leaned against the wall and looked at the whole room.

This room is very small, with only a single bed, a wardrobe, and a desk.

It should be daytime now, and the black curtains were tightly drawn to block the sunlight, leaving only a faint light leaking in.

There is a computer on the desk, the computer screen is still on, and there is a game on the page. The characters in the game have died, so the computer's light is a little dim.

The sour smell in the room is emitted by a pile of instant noodle boxes piled up at the door. I don’t know how long the owner hasn’t gone out. The pile of instant noodle boxes blocked the door, and there are still several boxes piled up under the single bed that have not been opened. Sealed instant noodles.

From such a simple, shabby room without any decorations, Luo Xing saw the word "poverty" in capital letters.

She covered her face in grief and indignation, she knew she was not rich in three dimensions.

When she arrived at the new plane, she would always turn into a poor little girl squeezed by life.

In such an environment, Luo Xing was a little curious about what kind of person the body owner was, who could stay at home and eat instant noodles every day, and the instant noodle spokesperson probably wasn't as good at eating instant noodles as she was.

Feng Wu went online again, and seeing Luo Xing's unrequited love, his mood improved, it was more effective than him being calm outside, [Hey, do you want to receive the memory?Small poor? 】

"I don't!" The world is not worth it, so she chose to enter the crematorium where she was.

[You should want to receive the memory and calm down, the memory starts to be transmitted. 】After Feng Wu finished speaking, he flapped his little wings and flew out of the space.

A specially selected good plane, how can you die in place, come on~
Luo Xing's eyes went dark, and his body hit the ground with a bang, accompanied by the crisp sound of bones cracking.

Feng Wu entered his main hall, saw through the water mirror that the poor little hand was broken, and his face was slightly embarrassed.

He said he didn't mean it, would she believe it?
I guess I don't believe it.

Ahem, it’s better not to wander around in space these days.
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The owner of this body, surnamed Qian, is called Qian Luoxing. He is 23 years old and is a professional businessman in the game.

When Qian Luoxing was very young, he was abandoned by his parents and grew up in an orphanage.

She is dark and thin, like a black hemp stick, and is often bullied.

After coming out of the orphanage, she has no academic qualifications, no skills, and goes out to work. The boss always arranges the hardest and most tiring work for her, but she gets the least salary. Except for basic expenses, she can't save much money in a month.

At work, her colleagues mocked and excluded her, which made her feel inferior and world-weary at the same time.

By chance, she heard someone say that playing games and selling equipment can also make money, so she took out all her savings to buy a computer and connect a network cable.

After downloading the game, she went to work during the day and collected materials and equipment at night.

Because he always stays up late at night, he is not in good spirits at work during the day, and often makes small mistakes. This lasted for half a year, and Qian Luoxing was fired by the boss who couldn't bear it.

Although it is said that she has no culture and is not very good at playing games, but she has worked hard enough.In half a year, she also made a little money in the game, so she wasn't too sad about being fired.

Without a job, she devoted herself to being a game merchant.

For a person like her who has no background, being a game merchant is also very risky. The things she sells are of high quality and low prices, causing her to be squeezed out by merchants in the same district.

Once Qian Luoxing was squeezed out by his peers again, and ran to the bank of the Wangchuan River in a depressed mood to hang up.

She didn't understand why her life was like this, why her parents abandoned her, why no one adopted her, why she couldn't find a good job without studying, why she worked hard, and was excluded because of her bad appearance .

She knew that she wasn't smart enough and didn't know how to be flexible, but she was also working hard to earn money to support herself, and she never begged anyone, hindered anyone, or hurt anyone.

But why do everyone keep pushing her away? It's like this in life, and it's still like this in games. Sometimes, the malice in games is even greater than in life.

All negative emotions flooded Qian Luoxing's mind, making her like a drowning person, unable to find shore and unable to save herself.

After staying by the Wangchuan River for more than three hours, when she was going to hang up and pick things up elsewhere, a female player came to her.

The female player was Huanmeng Feixue, the two of them chatted for a while, Huanmeng Feixue suddenly said that she was going to play a dungeon, and just happened to miss a healer, so she asked Qian Luoxing if she could go.

Qian Luoxing was in a bad mood and had nothing to do, so he readily agreed.

In the same team, there is a master Baiyu who is in the top ten of the leaderboard.

Young Master Bai Yu turned on the mic on the team channel, and Qian Luoxing was immediately attracted by that warm and jade-like voice, and followed the master's ass to add blood the whole time.

After finishing the dungeon twice, the team members saw that Qian Luoxing had been following Young Master Bai Yu, and they only added blood to Young Master Bai Yu, not them, and scolded her in the team channel.

(End of this chapter)