Crispy duck system [Quick Transmigration]

Han Zhen was brought back to Qingyun School by He Jinran.

As for Li Dahai... he was slapped half to death by the blackened He Jinran, and he is probably being sent back to the Demon Realm for rescue.

He stared at a buzzing mosquito on the bed curtain, feeling a little bit confused about the future.

"Sleep a little longer."

He Jinran turned over, wrapped his arms around his waist, and stuffed the boy back into the bed.The air is filled with the charming smell after the cloud and rain, which is enough to make people blush.

Han Zhen: ... Don't think that I don't know that people who are cultivators don't need to sleep at all.

He Jinran hugged Han Zhen from behind, from this angle, only the back of the boy Yuanyuan's head could be seen.He gently leaned forward, sniffed, and said distressedly: "Are you tired? Is your waist still sore?"

Han Zhen was not in the mood to answer him now, and tried to curl himself into a ball, hiding in the bed and weeping silently.Woooooooo... It's over, the mission is about to fail, and all his pennies flew away.

He couldn't help scolding the system: "You pig system! What are you doing every day, talking nonsense, He Jinran's blackening is all because of you!"

The system felt a little aggrieved, "This is also the first time I have encountered the blackening of the protagonist. Otherwise, let me try to see if I can give you some permissions?"

"Um... OK."

A spark of hope ignited in Han Zhen's heart.

"Change the task time to five years. By then, the plot has developed to the point where Li Dahai launches a war between immortals and demons. You will have more opportunities."

Since this is the highest authority provided by the system, Han Zhen can only agree.Although the completion of the task still seems to be far away... at least he has a little hope.

He Jinran didn't get a response from the boy, frowned, pinched Han Zhen's face and turned around, and said coldly, "Why, you don't want to talk to me anymore?"

"No, no." Han Zhen was shackled in the arms of the man, twisted his body uncomfortably, and accused, "You hurt me!"

He Jinran let go of her hands as if startled, and lowered her eyes.He felt a little stuffy in his heart, and a sense of loss that he had never experienced before jumped out of his limbs and overturned everything like a tide.

He buried his head in the boy's arms, smelling the boy's clean breath that smelled good and not contaminated with any aura, and said softly, "Don't move, let me hold you for a while."

Han Zhen's body was as stiff as a corpse.It was He Jinran who was so scary... The image of the other party punching Fei Li Haihai in the comprehension competition was deeply imprinted in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.

"Get up."

He Jinran hugged him for a while, obviously feeling Han Zhen's reluctance.He sat up first, with disheveled hair hanging behind his head, narrow and sharp eyes complemented by long and thick eyelashes, and thin lips that glistened with water, inexplicably showing an ambiguous charm.

Unexpectedly, he has an extremely handsome face, and the contrast between his usual aloofness and arrogance is extremely strong.

Han Zhen was stunned for a moment, and sighed to the system: "As expected of the protagonist, he is almost as good-looking as me."

System: "...can you show some face?"

As soon as Han Zhen arrived at Red Sandalwood Peak last night, he was forced by He Jinran, who was still angry, to do all kinds of indescribable things.He opened a pair of eyes full of tears, through the window, looking at the sun from dusk to early morning, the sun rose slowly, and the man still did not let him go.

Han Zhen really felt that if he hadn't drank the bottle of dragon's blood, he might have been squeezed dry by He Jinran yesterday.

He hadn't slept for a few hours, and now He Jinran woke him up again, saying that the master wanted to see him.

He Jinran waited for him for a long time, but couldn't stand his dressing speed, so he put on the outer robe for the young man in twos and twos, his eyes darkened when he buttoned it, and said, "This dress is the wedding dress I gave you. Clothes?"

"Ah."

Han Zhen yawned.

The man's mood suddenly improved.He even gently tied the boy's hair neatly, took Han Zhen's hand, and personally sent him to the gate of the head's palace.

"You won't come in with me?"

Han Zhen was puzzled.

He Jinran shook his head, and said, "I just left customs, and I still have some things to do. I'll pick you up in the evening."

"No need." Han Zhen said awkwardly, "I'll go back by myself? I also want to drop by the Neibei Pavilion to buy something."

"Okay, then be careful yourself, buy expensive things, don't worry about mind stones." He Jinran changed the subject, staring at Han Zhen, "However, if I find out that you sneaked out of Qingyun sect again, I will break your leg."

Han Zhen: "..."

(⊙o⊙) The blackened protagonist Shou seems to be getting more and more scary.

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Inside the main hall, there was only one spirit lamp shining faintly.

"Oh!"

The sound of shattering china.

Linghu Chu pushed the old man hard, with tears hanging on his pretty face, he bit his lip and said stubbornly: "Okay, how dare you refuse me! I don't want to talk to you anymore, I want to go back to Fox Clan Mountain!"

Luo Shengli sighed: "It's not me you love, it's just something you imagined."

"I don't care!" Linghu Chu said viciously, "Do you want to be with me or not? You're a man, just be more straightforward!"

"Am I a man, you still don't know?"

Luo Shengli told a cruel joke.

Han Zhen who just opened the door and came in: "..."

Damn it, will the master kill him to silence him! !

Linghu Chu caught a glimpse of Han Zhen who was stunned at the door, burst out laughing, and pointed at Luo Shengli with a smile, "You old bastard, you will lose your life at the end of the festival."

Han Zhen: "...No, I didn't hear anything!!"

Luo Shengli turned his head to look at Han Zhen, with an old expression on his face: "Who told you to come in without knocking?"

Han Zhen: "He Jinran."

Luo Shengli said helplessly: "The whole Qingyun sect is the only one who is so rude."

Han Zhen: "Sect Leader, is there something you want me to do?"

Luo Shengli didn't answer him, but turned to Linghu and said: "Go out, I have something to do right now."

Linghu Chu suddenly became upset, "Is there something about you that I can't know?"

"It's about the Qingyun sect, it's better for you as an outsider not to know about it."

I don't know which word the head of Luo said stimulated Linghu Chu.He jumped up like a cat with fried fur, turned around and left in anger, and muttered at the same time: "Damn old man! Smelly old man! I won't come to you again even if you beg me, huh!"

The door was slammed shut.

"Then what..." Han Zhen said, "Sect Leader, do you want to coax him?"

"No." Luo Shengli sneered, "His bad temper will only get worse as he gets used to it."

Han Zhen was at a loss for words.He moved a stool and sat down by himself, and took a pot of tea from the head of the house.

"Han Zhen." Luo Shengli said after deliberation: "You can't be so impulsive next time, if I didn't get you two byes this time, maybe you would have encountered an accident in the cultivation competition. "

"It's you?"

Han Zhen was a little surprised.

"If something happens to you, Jinran will definitely be worried." Luo Shengli said in a deep voice, "I'll put it bluntly, you can only be a mortal in this life, and Jinran is your only support."

"Hehe." Han Zhen almost laughed when he heard it. As far as he is concerned, where can he rely on in this world?He has seen too many examples of clinging to others like vines and ending in misery.

Although this is just a mission world, Han Zhen still hates Luo Shengli's face.That's right, he is very weak here, and he is also very poor in modern times, so he became a male publicist, and now he follows the system to travel as cannon fodder to make money.But he also has dignity, even if that bit of dignity seems insignificant, it can support him to straighten his back.

"So, you mean that I want to please him? I have to follow him in everything? Can't I stay in the Qingyun faction for the rest of my life?"

Han Zhen said in one breath.

He's just suddenly a little unworthy of this body.If he hadn't passed through and had no systematic help, how miserable would the original owner be?

The original owner would be a safe and stable cauldron as the head said, trusting He Jinran wholeheartedly, until he was mercilessly abandoned after losing value.

Luo Shengli: "Not necessarily..."

"Go away." Han Zhen said in a bad mood: "I've been so tired all day long that my back hurts, and tm wants me to beg him? Do you think I'm shaking M?"

Luo Shengli was speechless for a moment.

Han Zhen continued to retort: ​​"Obviously you are asking for me. If it weren't for my pure Yang body, his cultivation could rise so fast? It's really inexplicable, shouldn't you please please me and follow me? If someday Labor and management are in a bad mood and don't want to fuck him anymore, let's see what you do!"

The future of the Qingyun Sect is already tied to Lord Yin Xu.He Jinran had long been booked as the next head, so Luo Shengli was so anxious about Han Zhen and him.

Luo Shengli murmured: "You have some truths..."

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Han Zhen looked smug, seeing how powerful he was, he put his hands on his hips.

System: "Hey, with your body as a chicken, if He Jinran wants to force it, you can't help it."

Han Zhen: "...it seems to be the case."

But, he also has self-respect, okay?

System: "Don't be the head of the bird, now it's serious to complete the task."

Han Zhen was right after thinking about it, and immediately stopped talking to Luo Shengli, turned and left.But as soon as he opened the door, he saw Linghu Chu squatting in the corner and eavesdropping.

Han Zhen: "..."

"You..." Linghu Chu's eyes widened.

Han Zhen expressionless: "I'm blind, I can't see anything."

Linghu Chu expressed gratitude, "Thanks, brother."

Han Zhen waved his hand, thinking that love is really scary.

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