Quick time travel villain breeding manual

Chapter 173 The Young Master Is So Proud (9)

I stretched out my hand to touch it, and the nose was still the same, the eyes were the same, and the mouth was the same, and there seemed to be no difference.

But when I saw a few small transparent skins on the table, I began to feel a little puzzled.

Wanran thoughtfully took a small palm-sized mirror from her bosom and handed it to me. I took the mirror and looked at my face. Mountain eyebrows, docile and round eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, adding a bit of sharpness, and the corners of the lips have a smile that looks like a smile, all in all, I look like the kind of woman who is not easy to provoke.

Wanran and Yangzhou looked at me as if they were looking at a rare and exotic beast. I felt a little panicked and reached out to scratch my hair.

Then I heard Yang Zhou say: "Don't pull it, if you pull it again, you will become bald."

Wan Ran coughed twice, and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that just a little change can produce such a big change in a person's appearance, how should I put it, I feel like I have changed from a white porcelain doll to a heroine. "

I have a good feeling for the term female hero, but I didn't look like a white porcelain doll before. That kind of white, soft and cute white porcelain doll is not my style at all.It's not that Wanran's ability to express is limited, it must be that her appreciation is faulty.

My eyes fell on the Tang knife hanging on Lan Qi, the bloody blade became brighter and shone with silver light, and the blood-stained bandage on the blade had been replaced with a brand new one.

Wan Ruan put his hand on my shoulder, as if he couldn't see enough, he kept looking at my face.

I dodged my eyes and asked, "Wanran, what happened to the purple-clothed woman who fought me that day? How did I win her?"

There was a moment of silence in the room, and the autumn wind greeted the cold fragrance of bamboo leaves, as if withdrawing the hand that fell on my shoulder.

Yang Zhou packed up the human skin masks on the table, put them into his medicine box, lowered his head and said, "It's okay to tell her now, anyway, she's going to be our pavilion master, and then nothing will matter." It's up to her, she will know what she wants to know sooner or later, and there is nothing to hide, after all, she should be the one who should really be afraid."

He raised his head and met my eyes, but his eyes were indifferent and empty.

Wan Ran nodded, smiled, and said, "Qian Fan, that woman wasn't actually from the Zhengrong Pavilion that day, but a subordinate of the founder behind the Zhengrong Pavilion. , lure people into the illusion, and then kill her. That day, she was not hurt at all, but you split your own flesh and blood with a knife."

I was terrified, and recalled the illusion of that day. In the ice and snow, I held a Tang knife and killed the snow wolf one by one. In fact, I was cutting the air. The last blow I thought pierced the wolf's heart was actually a stab into my calf.This move is really mysterious and vicious enough.

"Then how did I win her?"

Yangzhou thought for a few seconds, and then said: "A huge black shadow appeared behind you, like some kind of huge animal, a lion or a tiger, that shadow was more than ten meters high, a black paint Qi's claws fell, and Chonghua was slapped into a pile of blood."

I froze suddenly, and asked hesitantly, "Are you sure, it's blood? It's not a blood clot, or it's dead or something..."

Wanran and Yangzhou looked at me with a helpless expression that you still don't believe me, I choked up for a moment, and said with a haha: "It seems a bit dishonorable for me to win like this..."

Yang Zhou comforted and said: "You can be regarded as winning by strength. If Chonghua wins, it will be really unpleasant."

Wan Ran hugged her hands and said angrily: "Chonghua looks so good-looking, what a pity to die. And Chonghua won, why is it not called strength to win? Yangzhou, let me tell you, blind people like you don't know how to pity and cherish jade." Smelly man, he deserves to be alone forever."

Yang Zhou became impatient and began to argue with Wan Ran.

The feeling of a chatterbox and a vicious tongue arguing together in my ears is like a flash flood. The two of them should harm each other instead of dragging an innocent passerby like me.

It's just that the matter of Sombra left a little psychological shadow on my heart.Is it possible that I am a hybrid of humans and monsters, and I also have some blood of demons and ghosts? This is really not a good assumption... I never thought that it would be difficult to be an ordinary person now, at least I have to be a person first.

I had no choice but to block my ears, huddled my head on the table, and listened to Wanran and Yangzhou quarreling for three hundred rounds.

Maybe the noise helps sleep. When I woke up after a short sleep, Yangzhou and Wanran had finished arguing. I poured a cup of tea for each of the two panting people and watched them drink it all up. Continue to start arguing sentence by sentence.

The topic changed from "Chonghua is so beautiful, don't deserve to die" to "Scrambled eggs with tomatoes should be put first, eggs or tomatoes".

My brain was swollen, and I limped back to bed helplessly, covered with my little quilt, and fell asleep with them behind my back.

Day thinking, night dreaming.

In my sleep, I really saw Gu Suzheng.

In the dark night, a man in white clothes was walking on a path in the forest, with a watery magnolia branch on his head, he also looked like a magnolia flower.

I was wearing a bright red dress with tacky gold thread embroidered on the cuffs, and holding an empty wine bottle, I staggered behind him and said, "Beauty, it's so late at night, you're here do what?"

Gu Suzheng said, "Looking for someone."

I smiled and said, "Who?"

He said: "Extraordinary people."

I was stunned for a moment and couldn't take it any longer. I shook the wine bottle and said, "Then you can keep looking."

I swear, this is probably a memory, because if it is real, I will seize the opportunity to strangle Gu Suzheng's neck and send him to see Lord Yan.Moreover, I will never dangle a wine bottle around in the middle of the night like a slut...without face...

Probably because I heard my request, a monster appeared in the dream that was not a dragon, not a lion, not a fish, with eyes as big as a bell, and claws with nails as sharp as blades. It smashed Gu Suzheng's head with one paw, and the world was peaceful.

When I first met, it was normal for me to be confused by Gusuzheng's skin, but it was just an illusion of light and shadow. The illusion is always much better than reality. Gusuzheng is not a magnolia flower, but a water snake at best .

But now I can be regarded as a person who has seen the world. If you want to confuse me again, at least you have to have the kind of ingenious and unique skin of the young master.

The black shadow gradually faded away, I squinted my eyes, and saw a half-grown girl standing beside the monster, but it was so dark that I couldn't see it clearly.

A monster, a little girl, I didn't expect such a guy to live in my heart, but overall, it's not bad.No matter how scary they are, the fact that they exist to protect me is enough to comfort me.

Then there were no more weird dreams, and the dream was peaceful and peaceful.

When I woke up, Wanran and Yangzhou had already exhausted their quarrel, pointing their fingers at each other uselessly, but their mouths were dry and they couldn't speak anymore.This is the first time I have seen a quarrel that can be so persistent and persistent, and I admire it very much.

When I got up again, most of the injury on my leg had healed. The moment I got out of bed and tried to walk, I could feel the changes in my body, but I felt that this unusual healing ability would probably be upheld. Zhou reported it, how should I put it, things will become very troublesome and tricky.

I could have walked to the table smoothly, but I still walked slowly on purpose.

He poured a cup of tea for each of them again.

But to my surprise, they glared at each other, instead of drinking tea in silence, they erupted in silence. Hair, I held the teacup in surprise, shrinking my neck silently, watching the fire from the other side.

To be honest, this is the first time I have seen such a scene, reaching out to grab people and pulling people's hair.

It seems like the owner of the No. 30 floor of the dead building, and Yang Zhou is the master of the dead building. The martial arts of these two people are naturally top-notch, but they still choose this back-to-basics fighting style... Sure enough, they have lived for a long time. Who the hell can meet.

After they finished fighting, their noses were not noses, their eyes were not eyes, they left my room sideways, and after closing the door, I slowly bent down and untied the bandages that bound the wounds on my legs.

At that time, I had so much strength to break through the snow wolf in the illusion, and now I want to drag my past self out and beat me up.

The bandages were untied layer by layer, and the black and red scars fell down one by one, and the new pale pink skin was underneath. I stretched out my fingers to cover the skin, and the blood was flowing smoothly in the veins below. If there is any explanation, it can only be the black shadow monster.

I glanced at the white Su embroidered brocade robe hanging on the shelf, stood up and walked over.

The young master also has such a beautiful su embroidered robe. The Shangguan family is as rich as a country, and this kind of clothes on the young master makes his temperament more beautiful and his face like a crown of jade. I dare not think about it.

The pattern of clouds is embroidered on the cuffs, but it is not a regular, smooth and graceful auspicious cloud, but a cloud with many changes and no trace. I feel that the crazy and dark thoughts in my heart are just like this. A piece of clothing insight came out.

I don't know what I look like now, but I don't look like a good person anyway.

Good people may not choose that cruel way to destroy a beautiful beauty.

And when the monster living in my heart asked me what to do, I was sober and told it calmly, "Crush her into blood." , Return to the other body.

Maybe it's because I look too much like a good person, so whether it's Wanran or Yangzhou, the way they treat me is not like the way they treat a bad person. You should not believe a word that you say to a bad person.

I put on this gorgeous white robe and pulled back my long, black and beautiful hair.

The texture of the clothes is cold, and all the body temperature seems to be absorbed by the clothes.

I bent down, sat on the bed slowly, hugged my knees, and pulled the quilt.

It's so cold.

The wish that Zhengrong Pavilion once promised may not work so well for me. I am so stupid, Gusuzheng, Zhengrong Pavilion, that arrogant and duplicity guy will definitely show it from time to time. Let’s take a look at his sense of existence. For example, when choosing a name, you must have a homophonic word. When Gu Suzheng came to visit me that night, I thought of it.

The young master always said that I was stupid. If I saw my head turning so smoothly now, I would be very relieved, but to be honest, I still don't understand one thing. I've been gossiping about family affairs for so long, so what's the matter.

I was covered in bandages at the time, and he was able to recognize me, and he was considered a capable person.I just hope that I denied it at the time and scolded him a few words to make him more interesting from now on, and stop strolling in front of me. When the former emperor and the current emperor met, what else could they do other than hurt each other? Just thinking about it, I feel that I Every day in the Shura field.

I sat on the bed all night, and when it was almost dawn, I changed out of this white Suzhou embroidered robe. This dress made me feel that I was very close to the son...

In the early morning of the second day, after I finished washing up and having breakfast, I felt as if I was biting a small cucumber in my mouth, and I was biting it. A list was brought to me along the way. Yan Yu's painting book turned out to be a series of pitch-black names and numbers as soon as he opened it, and snowflakes appeared in his eyes.

Wan Ran turned her head and said: "This is the list of all the personnel and the income of the dead building. Master Qian Fan needs to get used to it sooner. Brutal people like me don't know how to settle accounts."

The corner of my mouth twitched, and I pointed to the "human head" on the booklet, feeling a little uneasy, and asked, "Wanran, what does this human head mean?"

Wan Ran shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's the literal meaning. The dead building also takes care of killing people in Jianghu. Anyone who hits the [-]th floor and above can join the Zhengrong Pavilion Killer Club as long as they pay a registration fee. It's not easy to organize."

"Don't you have an accountant? Can't you hire an accountant? Does the current landlord have to do so much work?" I lamented.

Wanran patted me on the shoulder and said: "There was a accountant before, but he died of overwork and gave him a severance pay. Naturally, the money should be spent on beautiful clothes and delicious food, and it cannot be wasted on This kind of place. We haven’t settled the accounts for a year, but the earning is always more than the spending.”

I accept fate.

I thought this was a majestic and commanding position, but it turned out that I was taken advantage of.

At this moment, I was so irritable that I couldn't add more, so I pulled out the cucumber in Wanran's mouth and threw it out the door.

It was like a beautiful side flip, chasing after her cucumber.

(End of this chapter)