Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

"Snapped--"

Yan Qing was slapped by her, and he was stunned.

There are obvious red marks on the face.

After Jiang Zijin beat him, her thin white fingertips trembled, tears were still on her face, and her entire palm was numb.

"You dare to hit me?"

Yanqing realized that it was the first time he was slapped in the face by a woman.

It doesn't hurt.

"You're fat, aren't you Jiang Zijin—"

Dare to fucking hit me.

Jiang Zijin's hand hurt badly, she used her best strength for that slap just now, her almond eyes were filled with dewy light, "Who told you to say such a thing first?"

"Deserving it."

She pushed Yanqing violently, and Yanqing hit the wall, "Fuck!"

When he raised his eyes again, Jiang Zijin had already run away along the corridor.

Yanqing's face was slightly numb, and it seemed that the touch and warmth of Jiang Zijin's palm still remained.

Soft and warm.

"Jiang Zijin..."

He himself didn't feel any pain, but looking at Jiang Zijin, it was obvious that she was the one who slapped people, and he was wronged, her thin white hands were completely red, and there were beads of water hanging from her almond eyes.

It's as if he's beating her up.

Not to mention how rough it is.

The tip of Yanqing's tongue pressed against his slightly numb face, his icy blue eyes were filled with complicated emotions.

"Isn't this kissing..."

"Run faster than a rabbit."

He raised his foot and walked down the corridor, when a tall man blocked his way.

"Is something wrong?"

Yanqing squinted, Ji Yanli was holding a lighter in his hand, and the lid was opened and closed by him continuously, making a 'click' sound.

"Ah."

Ji Yanli's gaze roughly swept across his face, and stayed for a few seconds on the obvious red mark.

"Look at that."

Yan Qing lowered his eyebrows and glanced at him, with a rebellious smile on Qingjun's face, "We are still on the same level, you hurt the shadow I left here, I haven't settled this with you yet .”

"What do you mean by blocking my way now?"

Season Banquet said: "Is that the broken portrait?"

He lit a cigarette, and the bluish-white smoke blurred his dark eyes, making him a little weird. His face was gorgeous and decadent.

"I thought it was a wild ghost, so I taught it casually."

Who believes his nonsense.

Yan Qing: "You can't even keep your true self in the human world."

He sneered: "Even worse than me."

Ji Yanli took a puff of cigarette leisurely, raised his eyelids, and spit the smoke on his face, he didn't know what he thought of, and he laughed softly.

"you try?"

Yan Qing's face was ugly, "Don't make trouble for me."

Season Banquet said: "You too."

"It's been so many years since you've been dead, lie quietly on your coffin board, don't pop out all day long to cheat the corpse."

Yanqing narrowed his eyes, and the chill poured in like a torrent, frantically plundering the temperature in the corridor.

"Old stuff."

His fingertips were black and blue, and his nails swelled several times, sharp and sharp.

"Don't think I don't know what you're up to."

The corner of Ji Yanli's lips twitched, without even revealing his true face, showing his iconic, slightly malicious arc.

"I don't want Missy to die."

"I just covet her, I want her, and I'm going crazy thinking about her."

"Do you know what I was thinking when I saw you touching her?" Ji Yanli stood expressionlessly, with a bit of stern air, "I want to chop off your hand and chop it into pieces One piece, let you eat it by yourself."

"Never touch her again."

Yanqing's ice blue eyes were full of frost, which seemed to overflow from his slightly raised eye tails.

"You are dreaming."

Yan Qing's complexion was cold and pale, and his tone was serious, "She was originally mine."

"I want her to stay with me for life after life in the endless hell."

Yan Qing raised his hand provocatively and crushed the lighter in his hand out of thin air, "And you can only watch."

"Watch how I possess* her."

*

Jiang Zijin didn't want to see Yanqing's face anymore, she ran forward for a long time before stopping.

The strenuous exercise covered her forehead with a thin layer of sweat, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were flushed with coral red, spreading all the way to her neck.

"I wish I had just snatched the phone from him when he was distracted..."

She propped herself against the wall and looked back, only to be relieved when she found that Yanqing hadn't caught up.

The injury on her thigh was burning hot from running, and when she thought of Yanqing's sneak shot, her cheeks became hot with embarrassment.

She didn't know where the injury came from, it couldn't be a ghost pressing the bed.

Jiang Zijin looked down, the long black dress on her body was also messed up by Yan Qing, some places were wrinkled.

System: [Jin Jin, you were in a coma before and didn't hear the progress notification of the main mission.It is now 50% complete, and halfway to complete. 】

Jiang Zijin blinked and said, "But I haven't entered the laboratory of the inner group yet?"

System: [You have already seen it. 】

Jiang Zijin was stunned, "That is to say..."

None of the scenes she saw before were hallucinations.

The blood and broken limbs all over the ground——

Jiang Zijin: "The people in the inner group..."

The system gave her an affirmative reply: [They are all dead. 】

Jiang Zijin's hairs stood on end.

She couldn't see the picture behind the door——

Could it be because of the man behind her?

Just blindfolding her eyes allowed her to see the scene inside the door, and made the monster so afraid to go forward.

what the hell is it...

Jiang Zijin calmed down, thinking about it carefully now, the deformed monster in the laboratory was very similar to the 'imitation' she saw at the auction before.

It's just that the 'mimicry' has an extra pair of wings, and it's not as ferocious as that monster showed.

"What about the character ooc setting?"

The system said: [The third task: Reduce the killing value of the villain's season banquet to 60%, complete all three tasks, and the character can be contacted under the ooc limit. 】

Jiang Zijin asked: "Then what is the killing value of the season banquet now?"

System: 【99%】

Jiang Zijin: ...

She said with difficulty: "How can you be so tall?"

System: [The killing value is mostly based on subjective judgments. If he has a high killing intent at the season banquet, the killing value will also increase in an extremely unstable manner. The normal value is generally stable at 80%. 】

It means that Season Banquet has met someone now, and now—

I really want to kill him.

Jiang Zijin quickly asked: "Do you know where the Ji Banquet is now?"

The system said: [After testing, it is in ***, you cannot enter. 】

Jiang Zijin didn't hear clearly: "What?"

This time the sound from the system was as noisy as the snowflake screen of a TV, and there was a burst of stuttering.

[Sorry, unable to detect. 】

Jiang Zijin wanted to go to the room of the season banquet, but just as he was turning back, a clear voice came from behind him.

"Miss."

Lu Jin'an was wearing black leather gloves and holding a bottle of red wine in his hand.

"Where are you going? Dinner is about to start."

Jiang Zijin turned her head and met his gaze. Lu Jin'an's pupils were dark and he glanced in the direction she was going.

It was a corner, and there was only one room at the end, which was the room of the Season Banquet.

Jiang Zijin: "I, I..."

She couldn't tell why for a long time.

Lu Jin'an frowned in displeasure, his black eyes were like bottomless whirlpools, and the hand holding the red wine tightened.

Jiang Zijin was still hesitating, but Lu Jin'an came over, he stretched out his hand, and lifted the shoulder strap that the eldest lady had slipped on his arm.

Her fingertips touched the skin on her collarbone, smooth and soft.

"Why are your clothes so wrinkled?"

Not only the clothes were wrinkled, Jiang Zijin's whole body exuded that kind of unconscious allure, her cheeks were flushed, her curled eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and her clothes were in a mess.

It's like I just did something bad.

And lewd and profligate.

Jiang Zijin's thin white fingers were glowing red, she tugged at her crumpled skirt, and muttered softly, "I accidentally made it..."

"Then what should I do now, should I go back and change one?"

Seeing her hanging her head in frustration, Lu Jin'an felt her throat tighten.

How can it be so soft.

Like a sponge, it has no defense against anyone, allowing others to flatten and round it.

"No need to change."

Lu Jin'an smoothed out the wrinkles on her clothes, and said softly, "Time is running out, come with me."

Before Jiang Zijin could speak, Lu Jinan half-forced her to a door.

Lu Jin'an pushed open the door, and Jiang Ming had already sat in the main seat, and all kinds of exquisite and luxurious pastries were placed on the dining table.

And next to Jiang Ming, sat a person she knew very well.

Yanqing saw Jiang Zijin standing outside the door, and raised the red wine glass in his hand towards her, his ice blue eyes were full of aggression, and his voice was hoarse and magnetic.

"meet again."