The Years I Was Slapped in the Face [Quick Transmigration]

three?

three people?

Jiang Yue wondered where that person was with horror.He stopped the shadows under his waist and feet like the shadow area in his heart now, which made him tired of the feeling that everything was unclear.

The person on the opposite side was the same as him, wondering why there were three of them.

"That's weird..." The person outside the door narrowed his bloodshot eyes, "How can there be three regulators in a world?" He paused after speaking, "Wrong, it's one regulator, one A judge, an orderer?" He muttered to himself outside the door: "How could an orderer appear here?"

As soon as the words fell, he kicked open the door and walked in from the outside, tilted his head and shrugged towards Jiang Yue: "This is the first time I have encountered the Order in this situation, so strange, It seems that the spirit of the 'World Constructor' is so strong that so many people can be allowed in."

Regulators?

Judge?

Orderer?

...constructor? ?

Jiang Yue kept his words firmly in his heart, and after he entered the room, he looked him up and down. Unexpectedly, the person who came did not have the scary face in the horror movie. He was a very cute boy with half hair. Long black curly hair, blue-gray skin, black nails painted on his hands, most of the hair on both sides of his face is covered, but it is not hard to see the state of his skin hidden by the black hair It's not normal, it's like... a stone.

Jiang Yue frowned, he lost the previous sense of horror, but the worry in his heart increased instead of diminishing.Shang Ying disappeared, Ai Xier lay on the bed as if dead, and the young man appeared after Shang Ying left, and he would not believe that all this had nothing to do with killing him.

The young man looked around the room with his eyes, scratched his head, yawned lazily, and said vaguely: "This liar, Luo Ye, clearly said that there is only one supervisor and one approver in each world, but now I got three out of them, and the third one that shouldn't appear is the Orderer... Ah, the Orderer is so violent, he is not afraid that I will be torn apart and I won't be able to go back."

Wakaba?

It's Luo Ye again.

Jiang Yue blinked and clenched the knife in his hand. Seeing his action, the man sneered and raised his arm to point at him. When he lifted his index finger, the knife in Jiang Yue's hand appeared in his hand. Throw it up and down.

"It really surprised me to point such a 'horrible' weapon at me." He tilted his head, "People look very fierce, and this knife is so scary!" He said at the end, The tone became extremely frivolous and mocking.

Jiang Yue pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes gradually darkened.

Again.

He clenched his fists. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't overcome the oppressive feeling brought about by their innate advantages, which was so powerless and disgusting.

Obviously he is also working so hard, and he is not willing to relax for a moment.

Obviously he also retired from the battlefield and has rich combat experience, and obviously he is very good at fighting, but in the face of these existences that crush the world's conventions, it is difficult for him to be hostile after all.This is really sad racism.

This sense of powerlessness was obvious when he faced the Bolset people, but he kept suppressing it and not thinking about it, and persuaded himself to be safe in his heart, as if he didn't like to move. Like a fist, he arranged his position so nicely.But in the end, to put it bluntly, it was just because he couldn't fight hard, but sadly he chose to submit correctly.

If you really don't want to use force to break through the predicament, you won't practice hard kung fu.

He has been suppressing himself, that kind of tolerance is easy to say when facing Ai Xier, but it can't do it when facing this boy. He doesn't want to retreat, and he also has a feeling that he can't retreat.This is very inexplicable, Jiang Yue seems to have a premonition subconsciously, if this young man is allowed to come here at this moment, then the most unbearable thing will happen to him in the future, which makes him give up his reason, and he knows that he is invincible. Under the circumstances, it is still a step forward.

Standing in front of the young man, he always felt that there was something pushing him behind him, making him unwilling to back down even though he knew it was a matter of egg hitting a rock.As for what it was... Jiang Yue subconsciously turned his head to look at Ai Xier on the bed, then calmly turned his gaze back to the boy.

For some reason, Jiang Yue didn't like him very much.

For some reason, Jiang Yue always wanted to tear him apart.

For some reason, he wanted to see him bleed, he didn't like him coming into this house.

Jiang Yue clenched his fists tightly, his muscles tensed up, and there was a flash of fire in his eyes, which finally reached the brightest with the three dislikes.

After putting away his minions for a long time, he almost forgot that he was once an arrogant person who liked to talk with his fists.

"What's your attitude?" The boy gestured at him with a knife, and said disdainfully, "Tsk tsk tsk, you want to fight with me?"

"Why not?" An arrogant sneer appeared on the corner of Jiang Yue's mouth, and he met the young man's eyes without fear.

Even if the strength is not enough.A man should fight several times in his life, whether he wins or loses.Occasionally not caring about the consequences is also a kind of relaxing feeling, not to mention, he still has a good physique, which can barely be regarded as one of the assets.Of course, even if he wanted to care about the consequences at this moment, the meaning of the other party coming here was not like wanting to talk to him gently.

and so……

"so."

A deep voice sounded at the same time.

"Go away."

Under the light, the slender wheat-colored fingers are different from each other.

A hand stretched out from behind Jiang Yue, slapped him on the face, pushed him aside, and made a sound impatiently.

Jiang Yue's eyes widened, the figure that suddenly appeared behind him did not bring any hallucinations this time, he stood beside him without even looking at him, just said to the boy: "Ruo Ye is very naughty now ...I've told him several times, don't come here for me." He twisted his neck, and the veins on his head bulged, "It seems that you don't understand human language, do you? You want me Open your brains and write these words with a knife?"

After he appeared, the teenager restrained his previous arrogant attitude and began to become nervous.

He stretched out his hand and waved at him, as if calling for a puppy, "Come here, it's just a bunch of bastards, who gave you the courage to speak." Thick black air came out of his body, and those eyes came from The black gradually turned into gold, and it became brighter and brighter hidden in the black mist.

As his words fell, Jiang Yue's body sovereignty was taken away by him again.The black mist approached the boy in the room, tonight is still a long time...

……

"I used to like Berroliecoll's plays very much, I liked the expression on his face when he killed/people in the big theater, I liked the pictures of those wooden brushes scrubbing the floor, back and forth, washing away all the sins and cleaning up the crime scene At times, I was as elegant as a painter painting, and then I changed into a suitable suit and left calmly, asking my beloved lady where I am going to watch a movie tomorrow."

The bloody palm gently lifted the hair that fell in front of his eyes, being careful not to let the dirt get on his cheek.Jiang Yue straddled the boy's body, spun the dagger on the boy's chest with a relaxed expression, suppressed the boy's movement of resistance, and said to him: "That's very chic, I like that scene, but it makes me sad Unfortunately, I imitated the clean and tidy scene in the play for a long time, but I still couldn't do it well. The wooden brush is always not as clean as in the film, and the movements are not chic enough. And you," he lowered his head and said softly, "you die It's not as beautiful as the heroine."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out the dagger fiercely, and at the next moment, he thrust his hand hard into the opponent's head, watched the blood flow out from the wound he gave, and gave a soft hum: "This will be even uglier." Yes, but there is no way, I am not that artist, and you are not the beautiful Sitasha."

He threw away the knife and stood up from the ground. The fluffy slippers under his feet were stained with blood at the moment, which made him uncomfortably shake off the shoes, revealing a pair of semi-petrified feet.He took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his hands, and came to Aishier's bed, seeing the man's pale face, the corners of his mouth could not be controlled.

"It's okay..." He wanted to reach out his hand to lightly touch the man's hair, but when he stretched out his hand, he saw the black air on his hand and stopped moving.

"It's okay." He withdrew his hand, lowered his head and sat on the ground beside him, and said to the man on the bed in frustration, "I'm here, I won't let anything happen to you."

The person on the bed lay there quietly, motionless like a dead body without breathing.He followed him softly for a while, then carefully approached the man on the bed, put his ear on the man's chest, listened carefully for a long time, and suddenly a tear fell on the man's clothes.

He moved his head away and wanted to reach out to touch him, but he didn't dare to touch him. He just swallowed his bitterness and comforted himself and him, "It's okay, it's okay, it will be fine at dawn, It's good that Shang Ying comes back, you can move, it doesn't matter, you can still joke with me, don't worry."

"Don't worry." He leaned against the bed and said to him on the bed: "I can catch you this time, I'm still here, don't worry, as you think, we will always be together in the future."

"We have never been separated, and we have never been lost." He buried his head in the quilt beside Aisher as he said, "I am right here, waiting for you to wake up."

- You can wake up whenever you want.

--I'm waiting for you.

……

When Jiang Yue woke up, everything around him became normal, the door was not broken, the people from last night were gone, and the system reappeared, pretending that he hadn't left, including Ai who couldn't wake up no matter how he called before. Hill also woke up, and everything returned to the previous state, making Jiang Yue laugh at himself, was everything last night a dream?

Everything that is happening now is a farce.

He sat on the chair with bare feet, looked out the window, let the sand fly in through the window, and ignored it.

The phone next to him gave a series of busy tones, and Jiang Yue didn't have the heart to think about the officer's hint today.The tongue-biting and pausing hints during the phone call before, and the other party's answer to him, are no longer important to him now, and he doesn't even know what he is encountering now.

What is he?

【What’s wrong with you? 】Shang Ying asked him a question.

Jiang Yue ignored him, and Jiang Yue also ignored him after Ai Xier came back.

Ai Xier was holding the fruit and sitting on the table opposite Jiang Yue. Jiang Yue looked at the window, and he just looked at Jiang Yue. Such silence always upset Jiang Yue, and his attitude of not asking or talking made Jiang Yue always feel that he was know everything.

okay.

enough.

Look at him, look at Shangying, look at that self, he is frustrated thinking that as long as he doesn't know anything, he has to pretend in front of a group of people who know everything, like a fool.Enough is enough!

During the period of silence, he kept hoping that Ai Xier would look away from him, and he didn't want to see him now.However, no matter how annoyed he was, the other party was still looking at him ignorantly.As time went by, Jiang became more and more irritable. The problem he discovered last night was like a pack of explosives in his world. It was ignited by the famous fire named Aisher, and his world was blown up. a mess.

"you!"

He turned around and was about to yell at the other party fiercely, when the expressionless handsome man spoke first, with a calm expression on his face, he said simply and neatly, "I'm sorry."

The anger in Jiang Yue's stomach was blocked back in an instant. This feeling of wanting to quarrel with others but not cooperating is really uncomfortable.He glared at Ai Xier, "What are you apologizing for?"

"Then why are you attacking me?" Seeing that he finally spoke, the other party put the washed fruit in his hand.

Jiang Yue faced him, but his eyes shifted to the fruit, and he squinted his eyes and said confidently: "I'm happy to be fierce, can't you?"

Ai Xier nodded, "Then I am happy to apologize?"

"No." Jiang Yue messed around while eating, "You should come back fiercely, and then we will have a good fight."

Ai Xier glanced at his hands, and asked hesitantly, "Are you sure?"

"..."

Jiang Yue blushed and changed his words: "Then you should come back fiercely, and then the two of us will sit at the table and have a friendly discussion."

Ai Xier sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand and scratched his cheek, "People say that people who eat a lot have fewer affairs, and if you eat so much, there are no shortage of affairs."