The vixen's journey through time

Chacha, who returned to the space again, could no longer maintain his human form. Instead, he transformed into a gray-white spirit fox and nestled on a thousand-year-old cold jade bed. The color of the jade bed was much prettier and brighter than that of the spirit fox.

Without him, it's just because Chacha is so weak now that he can't even maintain his own body. His previous snow-white hair is gone, his silky softness is gone, and his eyes are dull and gray.

"Host, it's great, you can finally condense the entity, although, although..." Although the system was hesitant and confused after the next words, even Chacha knew it.

She also couldn't look directly at her current appearance. How could she, who had always loved beauty, accept this?

My heart hurts so much!

"It seems that the original owner Jiang Cha is very satisfied with your performance as host, otherwise he would not return his soul consciousness to you..."

"Haha..." Chacha sneered.

Her soul consciousness, her own thing, actually needs to be obtained from others, and she needs others to be satisfied before returning it to her. What kind of world is this?

Well, how can one not bow her head under the eaves, she can bear it! And wait.

Inexplicably, the system felt that the temperature in the space dropped sharply.

so cold!

The system asked tentatively: "Host, are you planning to recuperate in space, or are you?"

"Let's go to the next world..."

She desperately wants to change back to her original self, the self that is not under her control, the self that is not beautiful, she is really fed up with it.

"Host, now enter the next world, please be prepared, 3...2...1..."

Suddenly, Chacha felt that her whole body was full of strength, the kind that could kill a cow with one punch. She seemed to have a premonition that the suppression of her in the next world would not be so strong.

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It was now class time at Qingyuan High School. However, on the rooftop of the teaching building, a scene of a fight against one was going on.

A female student with hair dyed grandma gray, wearing a miniskirt that was originally a knee-length school uniform skirt, and rivet boots, picked up a pair of chopsticks in her right hand to eat fried rice noodles, raised her mobile phone in her left hand, and was facing the three other companions who were pressing the button. Girl shooting on the ground.

The beaten girl was already dying, and there were no obvious wounds on her face. However, under the messy clothes, there were redness, swelling and bruises that could not be hidden.

Especially on the pair of small hills, the fresh finger prints were densely packed, swollen and shiny, as if they would bleed and pus if accidentally pricked.

"Arou, did you see that? I've already vented my anger on you!" Grandma Cinderella, also known as He Huan, coaxed.

At the other end of the video, Jiang Rou smiled silently as she looked at the unconscious girl whose head was stepped on and whose hands and feet were controlled.

However, when she faced the camera, she looked hesitant and worried.

"Huanhuan, wouldn't this be bad? What would you do if she was discovered? And if she goes back to complain to my parents, you..."

"But, am I really sad? How can she eat the breakfast brought by brother Yinuo? I have been sharing the same table with brother Yinuo for two years, and I have always bought breakfast for him, but now this Jiangcha has only been here for a month. ? How could she..."

After saying that, his head turned away quietly, and a tear streak streaked across his delicate side face.

The hand holding the chopsticks tightened, and He Huan's eyes flashed sharply, but he wrote lightly: "Okay, don't worry, I know, I won't kill anyone."

Looking at Jiang Rou who climbed to the top of the mountain to search for a signal in the video, He Huan asked again: "The signal over there is not good, right? I'll hang up first, take good care of yourself over there, and call me if you need anything."

The video cut off and Jiang Rou turned around, facing the smoke-filled village. She opened her arms and took a deep breath of the earthy air.

"Look! What beautiful mountains! Jiangcha, Jiangcha, why are you so obsessed with it that you have to run to the city?"

Here, He Huan put his cell phone on the stand, turned on the video recording function, and then, holding the pair of chopsticks he had just used to eat fried rice noodles, he walked step by step towards the girl on the ground who was being slaughtered.

The chopsticks were stained with red oil, chili pepper, chopped green onion, and even dark red lipstick, making them look so dirty.

One of the girls responsible for pressing the feet was a little nervous, "Huan...Sister Huan, do you really want to do this?"

He Huan glared at her.

"What? Are you scared?"

"No, no, I..."

"Then take off her pants for me." He Huan suddenly said sharply.

The other two people didn't dare to say anything, they only regretted that their hands were not fast enough.

"Classmate Jiang Cha, it's not good for you to seduce anyone, but you want to seduce Gu Yinuo?"

"Don't you know that he is a man with a master?"

The mistress should be beaten!

The vixen shall be punished!

"Alarm! Alert! Danger is approaching, host, wake up quickly, alarm! Alert..."

When Chacha woke up, her whole body was in severe pain. If it weren't for the scene in front of her, she would have thought she was at the scene of a car accident.

At this moment, she was being held down by someone to remove her trousers. Right in front of her, a female student with smoky makeup was approaching her with a pair of chopsticks in her hand.

Seeing this pair of chopsticks, Chacha inexplicably felt fear coming from the depths of her soul.

With just one glance, she guessed the girl's intention. Because of this, Chacha became angry.

She tried her best to free her restrained hands, flipped the girl who was taking off her pants with one hand, kicked down the other girl who was holding her feet down, and quickly lifted up her pants.

The chopsticks were blocked ten centimeters away from her, and she squeezed the other person's tattooed hand, "What do you want to do? Do you want to take the chopsticks..."

Chacha couldn't say the next words. She couldn't imagine how a young girl could have such vicious and cruel thoughts.

She was really grateful to the system for waking her up in time, otherwise, the consequences would have been disastrous.

"So what? Shouldn't it be right? This is the fate of being a mistress! A bastard!..."

He Huan felt that her wrist was crushed, but she still yelled harshly.

She looked crazy, especially when she said the word "little, three", her face was distorted, making people couldn't help but guess whether she had been fucked before.

"Go back to your mountain! Don't think that by participating in a bullshit transformation plan, you will reach the sky in one step. How dare you think about A Rou's fiancé! If I don't stab you, who will I stab?"

The word "poke" triggered Chacha's nerves, and she became excited.

She picked up He Huan and dragged her towards the balcony.

Only then did He Huan's three accomplices react and swarmed towards Cha Cha with a loud shout.

"court death!"

Chacha slapped one away, kicked one unconscious, and the remaining one was knocked unconscious by He Huan, the "human bomb" she threw.

Seeing someone on the ground who was screaming in pain, someone who fainted, someone who was trembling with fear, and someone who was still waiting to get up and looked like he was going to fight her desperately, the hostility in Chacha's heart had not dissipated, and was even getting worse.

When she couldn't bear it any longer, she rushed over, lifted He Huan up, then held his hands behind his back, pressed him on the railing facing outward, and asked her to look downstairs.

"Isn't it fun for four people to bully one person?"

"Isn't it exciting to watch others being pushed to the ground, allowed to be punched and kicked, and humiliated at will? Isn't it very pleasurable?"

Chacha looked down and saw the height of the sixth floor. In an instant, she felt dizzy and suffocated.

She seemed to hear helpless cries and painful screams.

That voice was not the voice of He Huan in front of him who was so frightened that he screamed and still kept threatening and cursing.

"Ah! Jiang Cha! You bitch! Let me go! Otherwise I will make it impossible for you to survive in Qingyuan! Ah..."

"It makes it hard for me to survive, right?"

Chacha violently threw He Huan away. When he looked again, He Huan's entire body was hanging under the fence, with only one hand being held by Chacha.

"Ah! Help! Pull me up quickly! Help..." He Huan fluttered his feet, as if trying to find a place to stay.

But where is it? There are only six floors high, and the end is shattered into pieces.

"Huh? Are you scared? Are you scared too?"

"Aren't you awesome?"

"Aren't you going to stab me?"

"Aren't you going to make it difficult for me to survive?"

Chacha saw He Huan's fear in her eyes, but she didn't plan to punish her just like that. She wanted to make her completely afraid of her and never dare to provoke her again.

He would always take a detour when he saw her, and his legs would tremble when he heard her voice.

Only by subduing the enemy once and for all can we avoid endless troubles in the future.

"Tell me, what will happen to you if I let go?"