I am the only one in the world without Su [Quick Transmigration]

Chen Jun chose to stand on Su Zhuolo's side, because in comparison, he felt that Su Zhuolo's logic was more trustworthy, at least it was the type he could communicate normally.

As for the others, even Su Fuyao, he felt unreliable now, but other than that, part of the reason was due to his unspeakable selfishness.

But his statement made the people in Tuxue Villa breathe a sigh of relief. No matter what the situation is, they should unite to deal with foreign enemies now.

In this way, they don't have to worry about standing in line for the time being.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's go!"

Seeing the situation like this, Xia Chenji couldn't help but retreat in his heart, but just as he raised his foot, a sword wind swept over.

Su Zhuolo frowned, pointing the tip of the sword obliquely at the ground.

"The promise of a hundred tricks is not over yet."

Xia Chenji took a step forward and glared at him: "Are you really going to have a death feud with our Holy Heaven Sect?"

Chen Jun was taken aback for a moment.

"Isn't it?... Otherwise, what do you think you were doing before?"

Su Zhuolo glanced at Chen Jun, motioned for him to back off, and raised the dust with his sword.

Between the cold and snow, the sword of Sen Leng.

Frost was formed on ten sides, blocking Xia Chenji and his subordinates behind him.

"The realm beyond transformation, you actually comprehended it..." Xia Chenji frowned, turned around and hugged Jiang Yuzhou, "Stop him."

Dozens of congregants stepped forward to block Su Zhuolo, one person with one sword, killing easily and comfortably, but the bloody murderous intent was frightening to see.

The sword flowers are brilliant, the blood is brilliant, and the red plum blossoms bloom out of thin air.

Chen Jun was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help pushing Su Fuyao: "Aren't you going to help?"

"Ah? Help for what?" Su Fuyao was taken aback.

"..." Chen Jun paused before saying: "You just watch him fight alone, do you really belong to the same villa as him?"

"Oh, don't worry, Zhuo Luo can handle it alone."

Su Fuyao was very sure, and also comforted him not to worry with a loving face.

Regarding this, Chen Jun only had two words in his heart, he is really a rare good teammate!Why didn't I see you trusting him so much before...

"By the way, Jun'er, about your life experience." Su Fuyao's expression suddenly filled with helplessness, "I originally..."

Chen Jun interrupted her: "I know, I won't fight him."

"No, what I mean is that I will persuade Zhuo Luo to let him assist you. After all, Tuxue Villa is your father's effort, and you are his true descendant."

I was really naive. I only knew that the plot was miraculous, but I never thought that the plot could be so miraculous.

"Master, I don't know martial arts, and I am incompetent and talented, so this is absolutely impossible."

Su Fuyao looked at him lovingly.

"Don't worry, I'm on your side. I'll tell the four elders, and they will definitely help you regain your seat."

"I was wrong in the past. I wanted to maintain Tuxue Villa's status in the Jianghu, so I didn't want you to be the owner of the villa. I chose Su Zhuolo instead. I didn't hesitate to break with my husband because of this."

Su Fuyao sighed: "But now I regret it. Not only did I hurt you, but I also broke up with Hengfeng for more than ten years. It's all my own fault. Now my aunt wants to make up for you."

Chen Jun's expression was quite weird immediately, and the way he looked at Su Fuyao was also quite magical.

——Master, don’t you think you repent too quickly?So what have you been doing for the past ten years, wait for me to refresh?

As for Su Zhuolo, who was innocently lying on the gun, Chen Jun looked back at the battle lovingly.

Su Zhuolo's speed could not be described as unpleasant. The corpses that fell on the snow were all the results of his battle alone, but the two most important people, Xia Chenji and Jiang Yuzhou, managed to escape with scars.

He didn't chase.

He just lowered his head and tore off a section of his sleeve, wiping the blood off the sword.

There was blood on his body too, but it wasn't his.

Chen Jun suddenly felt that Su Zhuolo was very beautiful at this time.

It is a kind of beauty that has been precipitated after being thrilled.

He and his sword, the snow under their feet, and the blood on the sword are lonely, calm, and indifferent.

The dead leaves leave the branches, and the lone goose winds to the west.

After a long time, Chen Jun realized that what he fell in love with at that time was not Su Zhuo's hard-to-find demeanor, but his invincible strength when he held life and death in his hands.

He yearned for that kind of power, and even admired the person who mastered it.

Su Zhuolo walked over step by step, with an indifferent expression on his face, so shocked that everyone couldn't help backing away, but Chen Jun took a step forward instead, lightly patted the snow splashed on his shoulders, and smiled.

"gone back."

Su Zhuolo looked at him sideways, the ice and snow in his eyes were still there, he nodded, his eyes suddenly went dark.

"Su Zhuangzhu! Su Zhuolo!" Chen Jun hastily stretched out his hand to prevent him from falling, and then directly wrapped his arms around his waist, half-supporting and half-carrying him back.

Su Fuyao gently pressed Su Zhuolo's wrist with three fingers, which was exposed outside the brocade quilt, and after a long time, a strange expression appeared on her face.

"No injury, no poisoning, why are you still unconscious?"

Chen Jun was also standing by the bed. Looking at the calm face of the man on the bed, he had some guesses in his heart, but it was not convenient to mention it to Su Fuyao.

"It's a little strange indeed."

"Jun'er, do you really stop thinking about what I told you?" Su Fuyao looked at him expectantly.

Chen Jun looked back at her with a numb face.

"This matter is absolutely impossible. I have no interest. Mistress, if you are like this, where do you put Su Zhuolo?"

Su Fuyao sighed: "I'm just afraid that he will attack you, so I hope you will act first."

"……I believe in him."

"Oh!" Su Fuyao sighed heavily.

Chen Jun sat down by the bed and quietly admired the handsome guy for a while.

Su Zhuolo looked good even when he was asleep, less sharp, more gentle, very safe and harmless, Chen Jun's eyes darkened, he got up and said to Su Fuyao; "Master, it's getting late Now, go back and rest!"

"Alright, what about you?"

"I'll stay and take care of him."

"En?" Su Fuyao was a little strange, "Since when did you two become friends?"

"I have admired Su Zhuangzhu for a long time. Although I have only met a few times, it is already too late to meet each other."

Chen Jun didn't blush at all, his eyes were frank and pure.

"..."

Su Fuyao finally left without saying anything.

Chen Jun soaked a clean cloth towel in hot water, and then gently wiped Su Zhuolo's face. When he looked closely, it was still perfect without any flaws.

He stretched out his hand to pinch Su Zhuolo's face, rubbed his thumb on the side of his cheek, and hooked his index finger along the lower jaw to the tip of his chin.

For a moment, he wanted to take a knife and cut his skin to see if he was human, but he held back, the consequences were too tragic for him to bear.

Thoughts were wandering, Chen Jun put his hands outside into the quilt, and carefully covered the corner of the quilt, then opened his own panel to read the news, this time there were quite a few changes.

Attributes: Strength (0.5), Intelligence (0.4), Speed ​​(0.9), Constitution (0.3).

Skills: Medicine (Beginner)

Story progress: 20.00%.

Cause points: 100 points (affects the plot)

The attribute has not changed, but the progress of the plot has actually reached 20.00%.

Chen Jun was very curious, so when the plot reaches [-]%, what will happen?

But these can be put aside for now. The most important thing is the one hundred points, which he obviously didn't have before. The only thing he has done so far is to help Su Zhuolo. Unexpectedly, this is actually in exchange for one hundred points. point.

Chen Jun breathed a sigh of relief.

Since there is a way to increase the attribute points, then he will be able to relax a lot in the future. This point can be obtained by changing the plot, but it is a pity that he doesn't even know what the plot is.

Immediately guessing based on the previous situation, this plot should develop towards the bloody direction, it is very clichéd, and it should be easy to guess.

The female protagonist is Jiang Yuzhou, and the male protagonist... there should be quite a few. Chen Jun lowered his head and glanced at Su Zhuolo.

At least so far, he hasn't seen a person who is more beautiful than Su Zhuolo next to the heroine.

"you're awake?"

There was a trace of bewilderment in Su Zhuolo's eyes, and after only a moment, his indifference returned.

"En." He half sat up, looked outside, it was dark and deep, and said, "What time is it?"

"Ten o'clock...well, it's still three quarters before the Hai hour."

Su Zhuoluo gave a merciful acknowledgment, stopped talking, and just quietly looked out of the window, unable to tell what he was thinking.

"How do you feel? Why did you faint suddenly?"

Su Zhuolo turned his head to look at him before speaking, his voice was a little hoarse, revealing a piercing coldness: "It is warning me."

"What do you mean?"

"Rules, it doesn't want anyone to violate the plot rules he made."

Chen Jun was taken aback: "What will happen if you violate it?"

"Disqualification from participation."

"Participate? Participate in what?"

Pressing Su Zhuolo's right hand on his forehead, he let out a deep breath.

"I don't know, you...don't ask."

Chen Jun supported his shoulders, looked at his somewhat pale face, and remained silent for a while before saying: "Well, I won't ask, are you okay?"

Su Zhuolo shook his head, then put down his hands.

"What's the situation in the village now?"

"There are quite a few people who support me and want you to step down." Chen Jun shrugged, "You have failed too much as the landlord!"

Su Zhuolo gave him a look without emotion, but there was a calmness on his face that he was used to.

Chen Jun smiled, and suddenly said: "If it is really irreparable, then I will accompany you to leave."

"why?"

"It's not for any reason, it's just... what if they don't recognize you as the owner from now on?"

Su Zhuolo tilted his head to look at Chen Jun, with a sneer on his lips.

"You're wrong, I mean—"

"Do I need them to admit it?"

"The disrespectful, kill, the disobedient, kill, the disobedient, kill!"

Chen Jun was taken aback, it was the first time he saw Su Zhuolo's smile.

Does it look good?It's so beautiful, such a perfect face, it will only be more beautiful when it smiles.

It's just that Su Zhuolo's appearance is the only one that can be praised.

The beauty can overwhelm the country, and the color is gorgeous.

Yurong caresses the birth of Shuo, who is called the guest of death.

His words and smiles seemed to be filled with blood, his desire to kill was strong, and his power was unparalleled, making people daunting and fearful.

Chen Jun couldn't help but take a step back, but felt that this kind of fear came too suddenly and too weird.

Su Zhuolo restrained his expression, as if everything just now was just an illusion, he said to Chen Jun indifferently: "If you want to leave or stay, it's up to you."

Chen Jun sighed: "This is the end, can I still leave?"

"As long as you want."

Chen Jun shook his head, and he suddenly stretched out his right hand to him.

"I want to stay, with you."

"You believe me?"

"I believe." His tone was calm but firm.

"it is good."

Su Zhuolo also stretched out his hand, and there was a light slap, the two palms collided, and they clapped their hands together to make an appointment.

The author has something to say: Hold your chin, I feel the protagonist is cute!