Quick Travel: Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Murong Xin clasped his fists and fell to the ground, his eyes filled with tears, "Thank you so much, my benefactor, for helping me avenge my great revenge."

Murong Xin was not a talkative person, and his voice was unstable when he was emotional. Zhang Luojia hurriedly helped her up, "I have a piece of advice: when you live, you must first be yourself, and then other identities. I don't want to preach to you, but you haven't seen the thousands of scenery in the world, so don't live in hatred all day long. Grind yourself, you deserve better.”

Murong Xin's eyes were filled with gratitude, and he kowtowed again and again, then his figure faded away and disappeared.

A wave of heat surged in, and Zhang Luojia felt that his soul was a little more enriched, and he secretly felt this comfortable feeling.

Xiaoyu's voice was low, "Jiajia, Murong Xin is so pitiful. I hope she can live a good life after returning to her own body."

"Definitely. She is a smart person, but she values ​​responsibilities and feelings too much. Now that she has experienced so much, she will wake up." Zhang Luojia also felt that it was a pity. Both Liu Jiajia and Murong Xin were essentially good people who put their feelings aside. Taking family ties too seriously is a pity when you meet someone who is not kind.

"By the way, Xiaoyu, can you still see what Murong Xin looked like after he returned?"

"Of course, look at me." Xiaoyu got her approval and regained her energy.

The white light flashed, and the 8D scenes moved rapidly.

"Sangmenxing, you can't even hold a glass of water safely. You cry all the time. You still think you are the second young lady of the Murong family!" Mother Jin pointed at Murong Yan's forehead and yelled. Since that incident, Guiyuan Villa's status in the world has plummeted. Everyone in the world is watching their family's jokes. The son of the proud son has become a waste who can't take care of himself. Jin's mother is not as gentle as before. Be polite.

Jin Baichuan sat irritably on the wooden wheelchair and looked at the mess in front of him. He did not say anything for Murong Yan. His face was gloomy and decadent, and he could not see the high-spirited look in the plot at all.

Murong Yan knelt down at her feet, sobbing. The ground was stained with water and broken teacup fragments were scattered. The person sitting next to her was Xianglian, sipping the bird's nest leisurely. At this time, her belly was high and she was about to give birth.

Xianglian looked at Murong Yan, who was in a state of embarrassment, and felt disdain in her heart: He had a bad hand of good cards, he was from a noble family and had an innocent family, but he was reduced to this for a man. It was really sad and ridiculous. If she had such a background, she would live as carefree and unrestrained as the eldest daughter of the Murong family, right? What kind of man? It's better to keep your destiny in your own hands.

Xianglian had already recognized that the eldest daughter of the Murong family was the man who bought them. A few days ago, the eldest daughter had sent someone to deliver their deeds of sale. The sisters were no longer the kind of people who used sex to serve others, wandering around without anything. He was a prostitute, and it was difficult to repay a great favor, so he could only redouble his efforts on Murong Yan, who was snatching the eldest lady's husband, so that the eldest lady could vent her anger.

The scene turned, and next to an inn, there was a beautiful scenery surrounded by green mountains. Murong Xin held his sword and folded his hands in front of his chest, with an impatient look on his face: "Junior Brother Xiao, don't follow me anymore. I am now traveling around the world to gain experience, and you will always follow me." What's my name?"

Xiao Gu squirmed, his face slightly red: "Senior sister, I also obey the master's wishes. I am afraid that it will be inconvenient for you to be alone, so let me take care of your food and daily life."

Murong Xin had a constipated expression on his face, he couldn't drive him away, he couldn't scold him again and again. After all, she still felt guilty about Xiao Gu. In her previous life, Xiao Gu was framed due to her involvement, and his head was missing. I can no longer be cruel to him in this life, I can only let him follow me like a sycophant.

The sun was setting in the west, dragging out the long shadows of the two people.

After reading the results, Zhang Luojia was also happy for Murong Xin.

"Xiaoyu, I'm ready to start the next plot." Zhang Luojia said.

"Ah? Why don't you take a rest?" Xiaoyu was surprised and distressed.

"No, I have to take care of myself quickly." Zhang Luojia said firmly. She must hurry up to repair her soul and find Xiaobao.

"Well, girls who work hard are the best." Xiaoyu agreed.

Zhang Luojia was all prepared and gearing up to welcome the arrival of the new task. However, a pile of meat gradually appeared in front of his eyes?

"Wow, what the hell is this?" Zhang Luojia was shocked no matter how calm he was.

"Wow Jiajia is so amazing. You can tell it's a ghost?" Xiaoyu still admired it, "I didn't know what it was until I got to know it better."

"Is this...really a ghost?" Zhang Luojia was shocked. Ever since he was rescued by Xiaoyu, he has been alive for a long time! But there is nothing to be afraid of if you think about it. After all, she is also a spirit body now, isn't she also a ghost?

Holding back his nausea, he went to check it out. The pieces of meat were so uneven that it was impossible to piece together their exact appearance. Asked: "It can't speak either? Then how do I know the plot?"

"He was very miserable. He had a frail and sick mother at home. In order to treat her mother and owe money to others, he had to marry the bad guy. But the bad guy later fell in love with someone else and killed him." Xiaoyu was confused. Said, "His body was dismembered, so his soul was also damaged, so there is no way to show his memory scenes here. We can only let you go into his world and then accept the plot."

Zhang Luojia smacked her tongue, it was really miserable, no, she must save this poor woman with a tragic fate!

"Start work now. Collecting someone's soul is not collecting. I have accepted this task."

Xiaoyu agreed immediately, and then felt Zhang Luojia's familiar dizziness. She calmed down for a while. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around slowly.

It looked like a rural residence, with red brick walls and a thin layer of reed felt hung on the wall. There was a desk by the window with all the writing and ink on it, and several books neatly placed. It's not like a poor family can't afford medical treatment.

She was lying on the bed without getting up, calling to Xiaoyu in her heart: "Xiaoyu, can you accept the plot now?"

Xiaoyu saw that she was ready, and a large amount of memories poured into Zhang Luojia's mind like a flood.

After a while.

"Fuck!" Zhang Luojia cursed, veins popped up on his forehead, his expression cracked, and he said word by word: "Why is the original owner a man!"

Xiaoyu expressed that she was so scared. It was the first time she heard Jiajia be so brutal and rough. Wuwuwu, it seemed like it was messed up.