Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

Zhao Lin was speechless. He wanted to leave the plane, but there was no system to start the escape program, so he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

Xi Nuojin seemed to have thought of something funny, and suddenly laughed, tilting his head in a kind and innocent manner: "Zhao Lin, why don't you also come and guess, I guess where you secretly hide it in the Emperor's Palace. What will be the fate of these undercover spies?"

"He was cut into several pieces, and there was not a single good part of his body. He couldn't survive or die, or he was thrown into a corpse furnace, wrapped in a straw mat, and burned to death."

"Guess again, neither His Majesty nor I were poisoned. Are these dozen musicians from Siyinfang really poisoned?"

"look."

Xi Nuojin chuckled and pointed with a white finger to the place where a dozen musicians had fallen.

Zhao Lin was puzzled and looked at where her finger was pointing, his eyes widening.

There were no corpses anywhere, only a dozen or so twisted and twisted... log-colored puppets! The puppet is specially made, and its height and shape are not much different from that of an ordinary person.

"You, what, how is this possible?" Zhao Lin looked at her with shock unconsciously.

At this moment, he no longer wanted to believe it, but he had to believe it.

It turned out that what he thought was a flawless plan now seemed to be nothing more than a clumsy and ridiculous trick in the eyes of Miss Rui Xi. The Miss Rui Xi knew about his plan from the beginning, and they were just waiting for him to take action and expose him at the banquet. Clown behavior.

Xi Ningjin blinked, and the sharp dagger in his hand was already unsheathed. Zhao Lin keenly saw a cold light. Before he could avoid it, the dagger was stabbed into his abdomen. He didn't even see clearly how the eldest lady was doing. out hand.

"Zhao Lin, go back and tell Inspection 004 that he exceeded the rules this time, and I will report the truth to the college."

"Also, the General Administration has regulations. No matter what department you belong to or what your identity is in the small world, as long as you start to perform tasks, you must follow the plot development sequence set by Tiandao. Don't think that if Tiandao doesn't take action on you, you can transcend Tiandao. work."

"After all, you are not me...I can go against the will of heaven as I please, but you are not qualified yet, so get out!"

After her last words fell, Zhao Lin's body also fell.

The news that Zhao Lin, a prospective graduate of the 28th class of Quick Travel Academy, was forced to log out of the small world by the eldest lady during the graduation evaluation was uploaded to the big screen in the square of the General Administration. What he did will also be broadcast throughout the day, and the end time will also be It is tentatively set to end at the end of this year’s college graduation assessment.

With this incident, it is impossible for Zhao Rin to graduate this year.

Xiaoke: It’s my credit【╰(*′︶`*)╯】

When the little concubine turned around again, Di Heng was already standing behind her, only a few steps away from her. She dropped the dagger sheath she was still holding in her hand and ran over with her skirt in hand: "Husband."

Di Heng hugged the little concubine tightly. When he hugged her, he let out a sigh of satisfaction and called her name in a low and tender voice: "Jin'er, Jin'er..."

"Yun Dan, Yun Dan..." Xi Nuojin also imitated him and called his name, raised her little face in his arms, and winked at him playfully.

Looking at her delicate appearance, Di Heng lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. He held her shoulders with both hands and looked at her level: "Jin'er knows many things that my husband never knows. Jin'er, you can too." Go back to...the headquarters you mentioned?"

Di Heng's ears were very good. Although they were far away and the concubine and Zhao Lin spoke very quietly, he still got a general idea.

The completely dead corpse was transformed into a puppet, and everyone remained motionless. The words "General Directorate" and "Mission" were unfamiliar but not too unfamiliar to him. Even in his subconscious, he seemed to have done similar behavior to her.

Di Heng didn't understand why he felt like this.

"Jin'er, don't leave Gu, don't go, okay?" Di Heng hugged the little concubine tightly again.

Habit is a very terrible disease. He has been used to the days when the little imperial concubine is by his side. He really can't imagine that if one day Jin'er leaves the emperor's banquet and goes back to a place he doesn't know where, she won't What should he do if he can no longer be by his side?

He thought, if that day really comes, he might go crazy, right?

When he thought that he couldn't exchange his country and everything he had for his wife to be by his side again.

I dare not think any further.

Di Heng's heart was filled with extreme uneasiness and fear. He could only hold the sweetheart in his arms tighter and tighter, as if by doing so, she would always belong to him and only him.

He wouldn't... be abandoned by her.

Xi Nuojin didn't pretend to cry out in pain. She slowly reached out and hugged him: "Okay, Jin'er won't leave, but husband, you have to treat me better in the future, or else I won't be happy one day. Just really left."

"There will never be a day when my husband will be kind to Jin'er, and he will never make my wife unhappy one day in the future." After hearing her promise, the huge stone in Di Heng's heart that he couldn't lose her finally came to an end. Landed.

"Then I want my husband to kiss me."

Di Heng held her face, leaned over and kissed her lips, kissing her lips carefully and softly, and then gave her a deep kiss directly from the back.

After a quarter of an hour, they separated.

"Husband, my legs are weak and I can't walk. Please carry me back." The little imperial concubine's voice was delicate and weak, and she was still gasping for air.

Di Heng's Adam's apple moved up and down, and his eyes darkened accordingly.

He carried her back to the dragon chair, let her sit on his lap, rested his chin on her shoulder, and put his hand around her waist with a little force: "Jin'er, what are they going to do?"

Di Heng pointed at the minister below who was still motionless.

The little imperial concubine covered her mouth and laughed mischievously: "Husband, we can just go back."