Quick Transmigration: Male God's Fancy Blackening Manual

Chapter 32 1. Attack!Campus Ghost Prince 32
Xiao Mingjun has been a little anxious recently.

One is from the monthly exam. If your score is not up to standard, you will directly fail the task!The second is due to the progress of the mission. Xiao Mingjun has been counting the days recently. She is actually a little curious about the reasons for Yan Shuheng’s current personality, but she has no clue at all, and the system seems to have shut down. There was no movement.

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The sudden sound brought Xiao Mingjun back to her senses. She looked at the pen tip that was broken due to excessive force, and suddenly remembered something.

Yan Shuheng did not come to teach her homework on time today.

Yan Shuheng has always been a very punctual person, breaking this routine now must mean that he has been entangled in something.

There must be something in it.

A light flashed in Xiao Mingjun's eyes, and she became more and more curious about the truth in her heart, she threw the broken pen into the trash can, she got up, and quietly left the room.

Her room was not remote, it was close to the stairs, almost as soon as she went out and took a few steps, she could clearly see what was happening in the living room.

The air in the living room was almost stagnant, and there were faint bursts of thunder and light flashes in the flowing breath, and casual breathing seemed to spark bursts of sparks.

Looking down from Xiao Mingjun's second floor, he could see that there were only two people in the living room at this time.

One was Yan Shuheng who she was familiar with.

Yan Shuheng's sea-blue eyes seemed to be brewing thousands of frosts, which almost soaked the breath around him extremely cold. The gentle smile that always hung on his face had disappeared, and his slightly pursed lips indicated that he was in a bad mood.

He fixed his eyes on the other person, bringing an infinite sense of oppression.

But the other person wasn't afraid at all, instead he evoked a humble and peaceful smile, and his eyes met Yan Shuheng's.

After a while, this weird atmosphere was broken.

It was another young man who said, "Master Yan, the master said that he misses you very much, so he wants to call you."

Yan Shuheng raised the corners of his mouth, but there was no trace of a smile. His eyes were full of ridicule, "Oh? Are you sure you miss me and don't want to torture me?"

The young man chuckled, "Master, after such a long time, you really haven't understood the good intentions of the master. Everything the master does is for your own good."

Yan Shuheng just wanted to sneer.

For his good?
Let him eat food that simulates humanoid organs from the age of five, let him use guns to kill people from the age of seven, and let him go to the island to hunt wild beasts alone at the age of 11?

Is this the so-called good for him?
In this case, it's good or bad.

Seeing that Yan Shuheng stopped talking, the young man smiled deeper, "Young Master, Master is waiting for you. If you make Master wait impatiently, the consequences are not something you can bear."

This word is a threat.

Xiao Mingjun heard it.

This young man was a close friend sent by Yan Shuheng's father, so he dared to threaten the young master Yan Shuheng, it was too arrogant.

But even Xiao Mingjun could hear the meaning, but it was impossible for Yan Shuheng not to hear it. What surprised Xiao Mingjun was that Yan Shuheng, who was identified by the system as a bloodthirsty ghost, didn't have any intention of refuting it.

Yan Shuheng was terrifyingly calm, as if he had expected the outcome. His face was expressionless, he just clenched his fists. When he was about to leave, he raised his eyes and looked deeply at Xiao Mingjun on the second floor.

Means unknown.

Xiao Mingjun was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

She asked Mr. System: "I seem to understand that the reason why Yan Shuheng formed his current character must have something to do with his father!"

　Ask for a ticket.Ask for collection.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)