Two-dimensional Hero System

Muran smiled and said: "Stop singing, Yushan Qingquan has already left, my new song "Shendai Menghuatan" will be released at the Christmas festival, come and buy my tickets if you like it."

Shokuhou Misaki in front of the computer listened to Muran's words, his face was speechless, and he typed quickly with his snow-white hands: How cunning, to use this opportunity to promote his new song...

When the audience in the live broadcast room heard what Muran said, they also brushed up their comments.

Lingling Seven: What a pity, I thought I could hear Muran singing again, but it seems that I can only wait a few more days...

Wood powder No. 93: Come on, Mu Ran, I will go to your concert.

.....

"Then see you in three days!"

Seeing this, Mu Ran smiled slightly and bid farewell to everyone, and then closed the live broadcast. At this time, some information suddenly flashed on the account of Station A.

"Mr. Muran, can you sign a contract with us at Station A? We will work out an agreement that satisfies you, allowing you to get the highest share. In addition, Mr. Muran, you just received a gift of [-] million yen in an instant , how should we pay you?"

Muran looked at the above message, thought for a while and replied: "No need, I sing only for my own sake, and I don't plan to sign a contract with any website for the time being, and if you want to transfer all the money I earned just now Give it to the orphanage in Academy City..."

After replying to the message, Muran turned off the computer directly.

He brought Qingxue and Xia Xiaoxi here this time purely to relax. He never thought of being a big star in Academy City forever.

In the next two days, Muran helped the Disciplinary Committee perform some tasks whenever he had time, and Xia Xiaoxi and Ye Qingsu also started to help the Disciplinary Committee every day.As for Qingxue, she also started to go to Shokuhou Misaki's residence every day, and to Muran's surprise, after returning these two days, Qingxue's attitude towards him became more and more intimate. Some memories were recovered under psychological hints.

"Damn, hate, damn it, Muran!"

On the other side, in the dim room, a man with disheveled hair kept drinking and wantonly venting his anger in the room. He was Yushan Qingquan, who had live broadcasted the battle song with Mu Ran two days ago. He didn't go out of the room for a moment in the past day, and the singing video of Muran and him in the live broadcast room almost spread all over his entire Academy City.

Muran's "Fly Higher" once again swept the entire Academy City like a strong wind.It almost became a song sung by everyone in the streets and alleys, and everyone began to look forward to Muran's new song "Dream of the Gods".

And the news that he ran away and sent people to disturb Muran's Weibo also spread, and countless people began to condemn his deeds on the Internet. In just two days, his Weibo followers dropped from 100 million. After reaching more than [-] fans, the girls who liked him in the past stopped contacting him, which made him very heartbroken.

"Xiao Xi..."

Yushan Qingquan clenched the photo in his hand in pain. In his opinion, now that his song has been surpassed by Mu Ran, Xia Xiaoxi absolutely cannot like him anymore. The bursts of desperation made endless murderous intent emerge in his heart .But he also deeply understood the strength of Muran who calmed down the ghost Ziyou and countless demon potions. With his own power without superpowers, he couldn't beat Muran's finger at all.

"Aren't you reconciled? Then use it to get rid of Muran!"

At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Who are you?" Yushan Qingquan raised his head and looked at the room in horror, but he still couldn't find the source of the voice.

"You don't need to know who I am."

A cold voice sounded, and suddenly a strange spatial fluctuation appeared in Yushan Qingquan's room, and then a man dressed in black walked out of the space and came into Yushan Qingquan's room, and put a dark The box was thrown in front of Yushan Qingquan.

"You.....Why should I trust you..."

Looking at the man in black in front of him, Yushan Qingquan turned pale with fright, resisting the fear in his heart, and asked with a trembling body.

"Don't you want to get Xia Xiaoxi? It can help you get rid of Muran. As long as you get rid of Muran, Xia Xiaoxi will be yours in the future." The man in black sneered darkly.

"Get Xiao Xi..."

Yushan Qingquan was stunned for a moment, then a look of madness appeared on his face, he quickly climbed down from the bed, came to the box that the man in black threw on the ground, held the box, and a deep cold light flashed in his eyes , said in a low voice: "As long as I can get rid of Muran and get Xiaoxi, I am willing to do whatever..."

"Okay, then you can get rid of Muran at the Christmas ceremony..." Seeing Yushan Qingquan's swearing, the man in black sneered, and immediately took a few steps forward, and his figure disappeared again In the room of Yushan Qingquan.

Chapter 440 Eight Sudden Changes

At night, Qingxue came to Shokuhou Misaki's residence alone.

"Qingxue, you are here."

Shokuhou Misaki opened the door and looked at Qingxue with a light smile, "Did you feel that your memory has recovered a bit in the past two days?"

"Miss Shokuhou, thank you. I already have some fragments of memory. I think I should recover my memory soon." Qingxue walked into the room. During this time, her relationship with Shokuhou Misaki has become sympathetic. Sisters are average.Qingxue has great strength, so Shokuhou Misaki is naturally not worried that he will accidentally tamper with her memory, and the two get along very well.

Shokuhou Misaki's house is very spacious, and the room is very elegant and tidy. Qingxue sat on the soft sofa facing Shokuhou Misaki as always. Seeing this, Shokuhou Misaki reminded softly: "Qingxue , Now your memory has been recovered for the third day, and today is the last day, if you can’t recover your memory, there is nothing I can do. So we can only see if you can recover your memory this time.”

"I see, no matter what, thank you Shokuhou-san for your help." Qingxue smiled.

"Well, let's start then."

Shokuhou Misaki stroked her skirt and sat down in front of Qingxue, and immediately pointed her fingers on Qingxue's smooth forehead. Qingxue immediately closed her eyes in accordance with Shokuhou Misaki's psychological suggestion method, feeling the A memory deep in the soul.

In Qingxue's perception, memory pictures flashed through her memory quickly like a film being projected.

In my memory, a relatively immature boy in a noble robe stretched out his hands to her who was shyly curled up in the corner like a frightened kitten.

That was the scene when she met several nobles when she was enrolled in Atlantis for the first time, and was rescued by a noble boy named Muran.

Then the picture flashed away, and another picture appeared in my mind. It was the first time that Qingxue gave her own breakfast to a boy named Muran. The boy had a pure smile on his face , kept saying that he likes the scene of eating the food made by Qingxue the most.

Hearing the boy's words, Qingxue's heart burst into excitement, and a beautiful and excited smile appeared on her face. For Qingxue, as long as the child likes it, she is willing to spare time every day after the exhausting magic training for that boy. Make meals he likes.

The next moment, the picture flashed away. It was the scene where the boy gave him the precious space ring before he was brought to the Ice and Snow Temple. This space ring was like an amulet, protecting her and being worn on her finger forever.

"If possible, let me become a god, like the North Star in the sky, always guarding by your side."

Qingxue's mind kept echoing the words that the young man swore.She kept in mind that as long as she worked hard, she would meet the boy again one day.

"Muran..."

In an instant, Qingxue's memory became clear, and the lingering breath of the ice spirit flower bloomed in the depths of her memory like a blooming flower. Immediately, countless memory images broke through the barriers of her mind like a tide.

But at the next moment, a terrifying picture appeared in Qingxue's mind. On the dark red ground, the dust was stained red with blood, and mutilated bones were lying at the feet of a girl in a white dress. The sword seems to have condensed the space, and there are still drops of bright red blood on it, which are the indelible traces of the enemies she killed...