I'm clearly a villain [Quick Transmigration]

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Well, I've been short of inspiration lately.

Let's do a multiple choice question.

After Qi Momo is finished, I will make up for "I Just Want to Be a Passerby" (should be the name) and "The Man Who Wears Books".

Both texts are expected to be around 20 to 30 words.

After finishing this article, there are four choices waiting for you.

One, "Quick Transmigration: Data Collection", the cool point is that the protagonist takes painstaking efforts to brush up the favorability value of Gong (theirs), all kinds of misunderstandings are bloody sadistic love, hahaha, Gong will take the initiative to move closer to him in the later stage.

Second, "The Scum Protagonist's Whitewashing Plan [Quick Transmute]", the cool point is that the protagonist is originally a ruthless villain, and then all kinds of forced whitewashing, in the eyes of others, he has a deep love for Gongmao (actually not)

Third, "After the Rebirth of Black History [Quick Travel]", the cool point is that the protagonist is the black history that hits the heart of every world, the kind that is so black that it cannot be washed away, the protagonist will try to survive in the cracks, hehehe, love each other and kill each other What.

Fourth, "If you don't agree, just np [Quick time travel]", it's cool, I don't need to say it!The difficulty lies in how the protagonist can np in a reasonable and reasonable manner. Of course, it is not possible under normal circumstances... So the protagonist uses all kinds of strange tricks hahahaha, others think he is abusive, but in fact... the protagonist lets himself go.

[-]st and [-]th are fine-splitting attacks. There is more than one attack clone in a world. There is no problem with [-]nd and [-]rd attacks. Without fine-scoring, each world only has one attack.

I want to write these four, hee hee hee hee ... so there is no problem you choose, I opened a vote on Weibo, and the vote period will be on the [-]th of the next month ... Which one to open, if it is flat, open it again. (I don’t know if anyone will vote, I’m actually a bit blind)

For specific situations, you can click on the author’s column to find articles. There are many articles, so you can read them slowly. I think there are always one or two articles that you can click on. If you bookmark them, they will be food for a certain day in the future...

Weibo guide: [Painter Li Jiujun] (I changed my name as I said before, I wanted to be more precise... As a result, I forgot another Weibo password, desperate jpg)

In order to prevent someone from turning on the writing mask, a part of the text is put in the author's words, and this is put in the text.Chirp.

Sorry for affecting the reading experience, touch.

The number of ellipses will decrease, and the supporting characters will die miserably (the first time is a little raw)

Of course I'm here to kiss, hug and lift you up. Of course, it's okay for you to kiss, hug, and lift you up. 2333333

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A group of monks spread out like birds and beasts, and the mist in place gradually dissipated, revealing a huge invisible bud of a lotus flower.

Inside the flower bud, the monk was stroking the soft fur on the white tiger's forehead, but at this moment the ferocious white tiger showed a cute and naive attitude, squinting its eyes and rubbing the monk's hand.

This is naturally Qi Mo and the monster.

Qi Mo's snow-white monk's robe was stained with a little blood, he stood with one hand on his chest, and sighed softly: "Amitabha."

Bai Hu rubbed against his palm, but it seemed to be some kind of comfort.

After Qi Mo sighed, he regained his indifferent look, and said, "Are you willing to form a contract with the little monk?"

Deed is a saying similar to the oath of heaven.What Qi Mo said is a kind of "contract" for monks to establish contact with monsters and bind their own souls.

There are only two kinds of contracts of this kind. One is naturally a contract in which one party is the main party and the other party is the supplementary party.The main injury and the auxiliary injury, the main death and the auxiliary death.And the follower, whether injured or dead, will not harm the lead.

It can be described as extremely unfair.

As for Qi Mo, naturally he would not sign this kind of contract with this monster. What he said was the second type.

This deed was created by the great power of the ancient times, linking the two spirits and souls, living together and dying together, connecting honor and disgrace, one injury hurts the other, and the other hurts both.

It's fair enough.

If this contract is violated, the party who broke the contract will be punished by the heavens, and a lightning strike from the Nine Profound Heaven will strike down, not to mention that the soul will be scattered, and it will not be far away.

Therefore, most of those who can form this kind of bond are those who grew up together and have a deep friendship. At least Qi Mo and this white tiger are definitely not among them.

The white tiger is already born with spiritual wisdom. These two contracts are a threat to the monster clan. Almost all the monster clans of some blood have been passed down through blood. It has agreed with a low growl.

Qi Mo smiled slightly, stroked the huge tiger's head, then closed his eyes, with a solemn expression, and formed a contract with it.

On the way of heaven, a bright golden light descended, enveloping a person and a demon, forming a golden contract with the light.

Both of them have a ray of spiritual consciousness, and if you click on it, it will be regarded as a painting.

After the spiritual consciousness was tapped on it, all the bright golden light disappeared, and a group of highly poisonous mist was also dispersed, making the place return to normal.

This is the contract.

Qi Mo chanted the Buddha's name again, and the eroded land grew lush vegetation, which was once again covered with greenery.

The white tiger roared, and the Buddha's light also spread to it, healing all the wounds on it.

Qi Mo said: "Follow me."

He walked in front, and blooming flowers bloomed where he passed. The white tiger lowered his head and sniffed, and followed him cautiously.

Qi Mo walked all the way to the place where the aura was the strongest, and the aura formed a vortex, which was extremely dangerous. Seeing Qi Mo's arrival, he just opened a hole to allow the two to enter.

This is the spirit grass.

If this monster white tiger can eat this spirit grass, it will awaken some extraordinary blood.

In the center of the vortex is a swaying orchid, which is already in full bloom, but there is a little green air spreading in the center of the stamen.

"Amitabha." Qi Mo lightly tapped on its petals, and the churning green air dissipated in a wisp of green smoke, and even the orchid appeared more agile after being bathed in the Buddha's light.

Qi Mo said: "The little monk wanted to use the layman's flower buds, and offended him."

He took out a spirit marrow from the storage bag, crushed it, and sprinkled it beside the root of the spirit grass, and then he made a move and picked off the orchid.

The orchid was lavender, very beautiful and fragrant.Qi Mo said: "Open your mouth."

Bai Hu opened his mouth obediently, with a bloody mouth that could swallow Qi Mo directly.

Qi Mo squatted down, put the orchid into its mouth, and watched the white tiger swallow it.

"It will take three days for this flower to take effect," Qi Mo said to it: "You find a place by yourself, practice in seclusion, and if you can break through the golden elixir, you can transform into a form. At that time, come to Qingjing Temple to find me. "

The white tiger flicked his tail and rubbed his head against him.

Qi Mo continued: "I will leave a seal on you. If a monk sees it, he will know that you are the spiritual pet of Buddha cultivator, and will not do anything to you."

The white tiger responded with a sob.

Qi Mo patted its head, took out another spirit marrow, threw it into the big mouth, and said: "Go, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

The white tiger stepped back a few steps, let out a tiger roar, then turned around and ran away without looking back.

Every time it takes a step, a transparent golden lotus will emerge from under its claws, and there is also a lotus mark on its forehead, which can be described as extraordinary.

According to the plot, this is the portable pet that will follow him to kill all directions.

Qi Mo always had a look of pity on his face. He waited until he realized that the white tiger was far away, and then slowly took out a piece of green jade from his sleeve.

The jade is crystal clear, round and smooth, and it feels extraordinary when you look at it.At this time, the jade was already stained with blood, and it felt hot when holding it in his hand.

Qi Mo stuck it on his forehead, and suddenly, a wave of information flooded in.

This...is also a deed.

And looking at it... always makes people feel that something is wrong, like a Taoist couple.

It requires the two parties in the contract to share one heart and one mind, share life and death, be loyal to each other, and never betray.

There are also many subtle terms, all of which are related to a certain aspect, the kind that make people feel wrong.

However, this contract is different from the contract between Qi Mo and Bai Hu, which can be dissolved.

Therefore, after a little hesitation, Qi Mo left a little spiritual consciousness on it.

After all, he promised Ning Buliu that he must find him.

At the moment when the spiritual consciousness just fell, Qi Mo felt a slight shock in his mind, as if there were some more shackles.

Immediately afterwards, a pain came from the side of the ribs, and together with it, there was a curse of unknown meaning, which directly reached Qi Mo's mind.

"Monk, why are you injured?" Ning Buliu should still be fighting fiercely, he was breathing heavily, but he was still talking to him: "Why do I feel that my heart hurts so much?"

Qi Mo said gently: "The little monk was careless for a while and received some injuries. Where are you? I'll go find you."

Ning Buliu said: "I don't know where I am either! Just wait a moment."

The fine pain in his body was transmitted through the deed again. Qi Mo waited patiently, and while leaving the spiritual grass, he did not forget to add a protective formation to the spiritual grass, so that Xu Jiaojiao would not take her with him again. His minions came over and took the spirit grass by force.