This book is forbidden to read Xi Wei

The chaotic darkness seemed to compress his thoughts into a thick frame, and he didn't know how long it had passed outside.

He recalled the pain at the moment when his soul was taken away. It was as if the flesh and blood had been peeled off piece by piece. He could feel that another soul was holding him back, resisting the divine power of the forbidden book, one of the soul powers of the mysterious man. He couldn't help being surprised that Qiang could cause trouble for the banned books.

Just because he knows the forbidden book is against the sky, he can control the souls of 100 love saints, and he is also a strong person in various fields, can he not go against the sky?This is a book that can be called a cheat, and this will shock the owner of the mysterious power.

In the end, he didn't know how to win or lose, what happened to the soul power, he couldn't even ask what happened, because after that he fell into endless darkness.

He overestimated his heart too much, and it was not as invincible as it seemed. In this long and chaotic world, he still had time to think. Of course, what he thought about most was the world he had just left. He could feel a kind of not sharp but long-lasting Thoughts pierced his heart uninterruptedly, no matter what form it was, Bai Xiao did leave a unique and special place in his heart.

His feelings for Bai Xiao are so complicated that even he can't figure it out. That man is like his mentor in life, and he doesn't deny that he has some shadow of Bai Xiao now. He is indeed imitating that man's behavior and thinking mode until he gets more and more The closer he gets to him, such a person who is almost impeccable in all aspects, there is no shame in imitating it, right? In his heart, he has longing and admiration for the strong, as well as the desire and desire to conquer Bai Xiao.

Even Mian Mian, whose mind has been honed to be extremely hard, can't deny that he is a poppy addictive man, especially...in bed.

He vaguely recalled that the forbidden book seemed to say that no matter how unforgettable a person is, they will be slowly sealed in memory due to the passage of time, like tea that has been diluted again and again, becoming weaker and weaker.

But as time passed slowly, everything about that man in my heart was not diluted, but became clearer.

He will become stronger, not only for himself, but also because he does not want to lose to that godlike man in his heart.

Once you try to conquer, you will be addicted.

I don't want to look up to anyone anymore.

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Consciousness is gradually drawn in, breaking free from the fog.

Accompanying it is the pain of regaining control of the reality of the body and being dismantled.

Stirring pain came from the stomach, and it was transmitted to Mianmian through the central nervous system without any accidents. Stomach acid and vomit rushed up his throat, which seemed to have a strong rusty smell. He was not unfamiliar with this smell, it was blood.

But calm thinking has become a kind of inertial instinct, the result of being forced to grow again and again. He can't expect that the world he goes to is a safe environment every time.

Yes, when Mianmian was able to control her body, she confirmed that she had come to a certain previous life again.

The current situation does not allow him to communicate with forbidden books or look up past life memories in a leisurely way.

The keen sense of crisis allows Mianmian to quickly judge the situation even before opening his eyes. He is definitely in a place that is not optimistic.

Without hesitation, he swallowed those sour and rusty things all at once, although the result was a burning pain in his throat and an even more uncomfortable churning in his stomach.

This sense of urgency made him urge himself to wake up.

Her body twitched slightly, her long eyelashes trembled violently, and Mianmian suddenly opened her eyes.

But the scene in front of him made him startled.

There was a moment of disgust in his head, and the vomit he had just swallowed seemed to show signs of rising again, but this reaction was very short-lived, and soon Mianmian used his absolutely not weak force almost without hesitation, the movement was as fast as a sudden blow The split lightning kicked the disgusting thing in front of him.

It's no wonder Mianmian wanted to do this, because what he just saw when he opened his eyes was a bright and swaying thing, as long as he reacted a little slower, that thing would touch his lips, that's right, every man wants to something.

In this regard, she is no longer the Mianmian of the first brother, but immediately thinks of the man's intention - to force the unconscious him to perform oral sex.

Maybe it was because Mianmian opened her eyes too suddenly that the man on top of him didn't expect it all at once, let alone the young man's fierce and precise movements.

A heart-piercing roar resounded through the entire area. Perhaps the sound was too shrill, causing the people who had been watching the excitement and maliciously booing to stop playing, and stared blankly at the almost half-naked figure in the central lighting area. Boy, looking at the people rolling on the ground, there was a chill behind his back, and he felt a little ballsy.

The boy who had been beaten into a coma suddenly woke up and kicked someone who was a hundred times more noble than him. This completely overturned what they thought they knew about the boy.

In this world where everyone seems to be equal but class is strictly observed, disrespecting the honorable class as a commoner is enough for the boy to be dragged into No. [-] teaching center until he can reflect. Even if the boy is self-defense, the judiciary Fairness is given only to fool the unprivileged commoners.

No. [-] Training Center, a well-known place in the capital to detain juvenile delinquents, is just a nice name.

In that kind of place, if you go in with white paper, if you get out alive, it will be a piece of rotten toilet paper that is completely black.

They don't have that much overflowing sympathy. If the teenagers don't take good care of them today, tomorrow will be the day to teach and report.

If it weren't for the ignorance of the young man before, I really didn't have so much time to watch this uninspired drama.

People who are humble in their bones are so vulnerable even if they are proud, because that inferiority complex is inherent, just like this boy.

It was so self-righteous at the beginning, all self-righteousness became a weak compromise under the power, and became a complete joke.

To bear the humiliation?

Is such a person who is not even qualified to be called a thing by them worthy of these four words?

Of course, this was everyone's belief in Mo Jueshang at the beginning. Just now they changed their minds slightly, and added a "bold" evaluation to the young man's impression.

Mian Mian, who was scrutinized by many malicious eyes, temporarily released the alarm, and then secretly heaved a sigh of relief, barely supporting this weak body that was about to fall. satisfy.

He soon discovered that the body itself was weak after not exercising for a long time, and it would take a while to recover from such a beating. Normally, who is Eldest Young Master Bai, that is the Eldest Young Master who was pampered by Bai Xiao from the bottom of his heart, no matter how unreliable he is, his body is built very solidly.

He stared coldly at the man who was curled up on the ground clutching his vital parts, and was still trying to maintain his image. Of course, if everyone could forget the sound of killing a pig just now, maybe the image could barely collapse.

Even rolling around in such pain, it doesn't prevent Mianmian from discovering that the man's good looks and well-dressed clothes are different from Mianmian's bare upper body, the man is very neatly dressed, obviously using Mianmian as a pure tool to vent his desire.

The man was wearing an expensive custom-made suit except where he covered his hands.

Why can it be confirmed that it is custom-made? That is the habit of the last world. The Bai family is not an ordinary family. Under the influence of ears and eyes, Mianmian's eyesight is still very accurate.

In other words, the man he kicked was either rich or expensive.

Afraid?

Of course...impossible.

Perhaps because of the indifference in Mianmian's eyes, the rolling man has been acting as a high-level elite for a long time, and he quickly endured the pain. Being looked down upon by a person he despises with such contempt, his potential was stimulated, his face With a layer of suspicious blush, I don't know whether it is anger or pain.

This is blatant humiliation!

As long as you are a respectable child outside, what you care most about is not material things, women, or flattery, but face!Face in your circle!

In front of so many people, he was severely humiliated by a weakling, which is a great shame!Extreme anger filled the man's eyes.

Of course, Mianmian immediately realized the change in the man's eyes, and her heart tightened. He can't hold on for long. This body is really too weak. As long as he can be safe this time, he must train this body hard!

Now, it's just the willpower to hold on, at least until it's safe.

"Crack, crack, crack." In the darkness, there was a sudden clap of applause, each clapping was separated by a second, as if the audience watching a play were delighted, a joking voice came, " Hold him up."

I don't know when, several men appeared in the invisible blind corner. At first, they just focused on the person who had attempted rape. Even if he noticed, he couldn't divide his attention to others.

But it was different at this moment. His every move was clearly seen by a beam of circular light, and all his defenses and movements could be seen at a glance.

Two fists were no match for four hands, and even though the movements of his frail body were standard and sharp, he still couldn't exert his due strength. After fighting for a while, he was finally grabbed by one hand and stood up.

Of course, those two bodyguards didn't get it right either, and their tricks were fatal, either by scratching the eyes, or scratching the nose, or the lifeblood of a man, it was impossible to guard against, in this case, any despicableness is secondary, the point is I can protect myself!

When the two bodyguards finally caught Mianmian, they were also covered with paint. One of them had his eyes closed. If he hadn't dodged quickly, he might have been poked blind. Now it's just as hard. The other's nose was also missed. Lots of nosebleeds were still dripping out.

Who will tell them that the little weak chicken who was like a sheep just now and fell unconscious after being punched twice in the stomach is not the tough person in front of him!

Mianmian naturally doesn't care about their psychological activities, even if she knows, she just thinks they are vulnerable.

The current state up to now is something he has never encountered before.

It looked like Jesus on the cross.

Of course, this is just continuous bitterness.

Hurrying voices came from outside the door, and suddenly, the heavy door made of colorful colored glass was opened.

A hurried general manager leaned against the door, out of breath, obviously startled by the hissing sound from the box just now, and rushed over upon hearing the wind, "Mu...Mu Shao, what happened here... What's the matter? Are you all right!"

Mian Mian is in the mood to look around, luxurious decoration, dim environment, and a vaguely familiar atmosphere in the air, Mian Mian has also come into contact with a lot in the last world, here is a place like a bar or a club, dedicated to Some people have fun.

The surrounding light is dim and ambiguous, and there is no lack of temptation in the flickering light. Obviously, this is a good meeting place. The only light in the room is the place where he was just now, and he was hit by a beam of light with a diameter of about one meter. Enough sight.

The good observation ability has not declined with the switching of the body. After a rough scan, there are no less than ten people in this room, but the manager only asked the man in the dark, and it can be judged from this alone. , that man is the leader of this group of people.

Mian Mian's analysis ability is top-notch. Even if it is just a clue, he can quickly find a solution through the surrounding situation, especially in the current situation where the enemy is strong and we are weak, and the enemy is dark but we are clear, he has brought this ability to the extreme.

"Stand back, don't hinder our game." It was the same man named Mu Shao, but this time he was majestic and impatient, with a low and pleasant voice, as if he had been giving orders for a long time.

Game, this word has attracted a lot of attention. When he was young master Bai, he was no stranger to the noble circle, and he was also a member of it.

Now that he was really treated as an ant, it was only after a short period of discomfort that he began to analyze the pros and cons.

Most of the people who gather to play this kind of low-level game are spoiled young masters and young ladies who are usually ignorant and just looking for excitement, just like the old and young princes' circle where they used to be. Although it's not that bad, but It's not that they didn't do bullying when they were young, it's just that they got tired of it when they got older. After the continuous rebirth, it's time for them to cultivate their bodies and recuperate.

The reason why I say most of them is that there is still a small part that is not in this category. There is such a group of people who are either humble and courteous, or gentle and refined, or elites. In short, all the brilliance is for outsiders You see, it is precisely because of their sanctimonious appearance on the outside that they need a vent in private and play various extreme games.

Such people are far more difficult to deal with than dudes.

They have been nurtured by the society, have rich knowledge and experience, and have a certain social status. They know how to punish people to death and how to make people despair.

And the group of people in front of them belonged to the latter.

The middle-aged man who looked like a manager backed away in fear, as if he didn't look at the person rolling on the ground at all, nor did he see Mianmian who was being held up. The five-color glazed door was closed again.

And the man hiding in the darkness spoke again, "Turn on the light."

After a while, I got used to the continuous darkness, and after getting used to it, I raised my head and squinted my eyes to look around.