Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

After chasing away Old Lu who didn't know whether he came to deliver something or quarrel, Luo Miao and Lu Yun both went back to the room, one sat on the end of the couch and watched cartoons, the other sat on the other end of the sofa and watched her watch cartoons.

The two ghosts do their own thing and do not affect each other.

It wasn't until the noise downstairs stopped that Lu Yun's finger on the armrest of the sofa stopped.

"Miao Miao." He suddenly called her.

Luo Miao turned her head and met the man's deep and focused eyes.

"Do you want to do something bad?"

The nonsensical words made Luo Miao think for three seconds, and then directly refused: "No, you will be struck by lightning if you do bad things."

As a great villain who has been punished, Luo Miao is determined to be a good ghost with five beauties and four principles.

"Who would dare to hack you here?" Lu Yun raised his head and looked at Luo Miao, speaking narcissistically and arrogantly.

Luo Miao wanted to say that cartoons are not as interesting as doing bad things, but she saw the cheerful face of Mr. Angel.

This face is too deceptive, and her conscience does not allow her to refuse Lord Angel.

She thought for a while, nodded: "OK."

The uncle next door said that angels are the cleanest and kindest souls in the world. Luo Miao thought that Lu Yun must have never done bad things before to be so keen on doing bad things.

He is a good person, Luo Miao has to accompany him to do bad things, and if he is struck by lightning, she, a big villain, will stop him.

"Then let's go." Lu Yun smiled, took her hand and dragged her downstairs.

Before Luo Miao could react, she was dragged downstairs by Lu Yun.

The place where they came down happened to be a bed, and there was a beautiful woman lying on the bed, she was probably exhausted, snoring slightly, sleeping soundly.

There was a stranger's breath inside and outside the room, Luo Miao stared at the little beauty who had fallen asleep, tilted her head and asked Lu Yun: "Is this your old lover?"

Lu Yun, who was burning the needle with will-o'-the-wisp, paused, and the fire was frightened out. If it wasn't for the wrong person, he would have almost slapped him.

"I don't have an old lover." He struggled out a few words through his teeth.

Damn, at most, it can be regarded as a little bit of goodwill, and taking ten thousand steps back is a broken crush, okay?That thousand-year-old dead ghost who likes to make blind comparisons when he has nothing to do, tore that ghost's mouth to pieces sooner or later, and smashed up the hotel until there was nothing left.

Lao Lu, who was still checking the bill at the front desk, felt inexplicably cold behind his back. He quickly picked up the 30-meter broadsword and found no one behind him, so he continued to settle the bill.

"Damn it's a darling of luck, it's driving me crazy." Temperament scolded while planning his abacus.

"No, no, no, why are you so fierce?" Luo Miao, who was inexplicably attacked, felt that he must find fault. He didn't know why, but he was very unhappy, and wanted to break his wings.

Lu Yun was dumbfounded by her rhetorical question, and lowered his body to apologize: "I was wrong, I didn't blame you, and I won't do this next time."

He stood beside the bed and waved to Luo Miao.

Luo Miao walked over obediently.

Holding the needle in one hand, Lu Yun played with her cold and slender fingers, and said to her: "When the needle pricks your finger, it will hurt a little, don't be afraid, it's just a little bit of luck for you. "

It was only after Lu Yun's death that he found out that Bai Weiwei was actually a darling favored by heaven. No matter where she went, she could absorb other people's energy and circulate it for her own use.

And now they just lack the luck bonus to make things come true. Lu Yun can't absorb other people's luck like Bai Weiwei, but he can transfer it.

The luck of the darling of heaven is more useful than devouring ten thousand souls.

"Isn't this stealing?" Luo Miao tilted her head and said to the point.

"How is it stealing?" Lu Yun looked upright and educated her as it should be, "Her things were also stolen, so why don't we take some?"

Luo Miao: "... makes sense."

There seems to be nothing wrong.