Boyfriend Simulator [Quick Transmigration]

"When did you put sugar on Murong Pei's body?" 0911 cut back the camera and asked Shang Chen after witnessing everything.

Shang Chen unhurriedly picked up the teapot and poured some more Longjing tea into his cup, blew it carefully before replying, "When I just came in, I patted the sugar on his shoulder."

"So you know that he will rush out of the door because of your words, then the candy will fall with his violent movements, just to be seen by Kou Jinghuan outside the door, right?" 0911 thought carefully for a while, and suddenly realized that it was This is the second time I feel this way.

The Shang Chen in front of you is not like what he shows, but when you inadvertently notice the deep scheming of this person, it makes people shudder.

"Well," Shang Chen smiled frankly, put the unfinished tea in his hand back on the table indifferently, stood up and straightened his robe, "I told Kou Jinghuan to take the road to the west mountain, it's the same," he said. He pushed open the door and walked out, and finally closed the wooden door gently, with gentle movements.

"It's very important when he arrives here." Shang Chen slowly exited the hall and walked on the mountain path, "The road to the west mountain is a bit more detour than the road we just took. Kou Jinghuan will arrive later, so I can let him hear him." What I wanted to tell him."

Kou Jinghuan, who has the memory of his previous life, mistakenly thought that Murong Pei used the disguise technique to transform into Ye Xinghe and killed him.After laying out everything, I picked myself up.

There is never an absolutely true truth.

What you see and hear may be a drama staged gorgeously under all the careful arrangements.

The intricate clues outline the perfect outline of the matter, and the puppet on the stage tells you all the "truths" through the gauze.

0911 exhaled, and asked softly, "Shang Chen, aren't you tired like this?" Since entering this world, you have planned ahead, and only when the end is approaching will people see the tip of the iceberg of your story.

Shrugging his shoulders, Shang Chen casually stepped on the bluestone slab up the mountain, and the dry and fallen bamboo leaves made a "creak" sound when he stepped on it.

He paused when he heard 0911's words, and quickly recovered his smile. He lowered his eyes and said, "No, Xiao Jiu, don't you think this is fun?" Shang Chen continued: "In the game, no matter what, as long as The fastest way to reach the goal is the optimal solution, which is why I love strategy games so much.”

You can get one point in return for every point you pay, and you will discard it in a dull way after you achieve your goal. There is no worry about worldly sophistication, and there is no trouble of sincere delivery.

Enjoy the watering of love when you get it, and experience the pleasure of separation when you are bored.

In order to achieve the goal and use the means, this feeling of careful calculation makes people addicted and unable to extricate themselves.

"...So, are you satisfied with this entire game world?" 0911 tentatively asked.

"It's not bad," Shang Chen casually picked a leaf from a bamboo branch sticking out by the road, put it in his mouth and whimpered, "At least it's better than the stupid otome games I've played before."

The rustling of bamboo leaves on the mountain, accompanied by Shang Chen's out-of-key tune, made people feel a little desolate and chilling in a trance.

Now that this step has been achieved, 0911 can figure out the following things with his toes.

The culprit turned out to be Murong Pei, while Ye Xinghe became the master Bai Yueguang who wanted to stop everything from happening but was powerless.

Now that the knot has been untied, the subsequent work will be much simpler in comparison.

Shang Chen still climbed the mountain as usual to urge his disciples to train early. Except for Kou Jinghuan who did not come the next morning, he trained on time at other times, but his words became less and the coolness in his eyes increased a lot. Yi Zixuan Sometimes I dare not talk to him shoulder to shoulder.

After these months of training, Kou Jinghuan's meridians have been opened up, his skills are improving day by day, and his gaze towards Shang Chen is not as half hostile as before.

The goodwill gradually increased, and it quickly made 0911 feel lingering fear, always feeling that the goodwill was stolen.

Sure enough, a few days ago, it was reported that the suzerain Murong Pei was poisoned and framed, his skills were greatly reduced, and his life was in danger. Quan Biluo was panicked, only Shang Chen and Kou Jinghuan stood still, their hearts were as still as water.

"Aren't you going to see Murong Pei?" 0911 said, "He became like this because of you."

Shang Chen stopped chopping vegetables, pouted his mouth and said, "But if I want to increase my favorability, I can only sacrifice him. There is no other way. Xiao Jiu, you also want to be full earlier so that you can get rid of me. Back to the boss Is there a vacation in the system?"

"It wasn't me who did it, it was Kou Jinghuan, that little bastard." Shang Chen stuffed a sliced ​​radish into his mouth, and said vaguely, "If it wasn't for him, then I would end up like this. There is no absolute way." things, but it's bound to happen, isn't it?"

0911 choked for a moment, he stammered and said, "You...don't feel a little bit guilty?"

Shang Chen blinked, put down the kitchen knife, wiped his hands with a damp cloth, took a deep breath and said, "Let's go, go see Murong Pei."

"How much experience is left now?"

"It's fifteen o'clock left, do you want to exchange something?"

"...No, I'm just asking casually."

Murong Pei looked at the delicate tassels on the curtain above the bed, and took a long breath.

He didn't remember who entered the hall that night. When he realized it, he had swallowed the highly poisonous water. If he hadn't cut off all the tendons in time, he might have died already.

The wooden door slammed lightly, and there was a soft voice, Murong Pei wanted to straighten up to take a look, but in vain, he fell heavily back on the bed.

"Senior brother, don't move." A pair of gentle hands touched his waist and gently put him back on the bed to lie down.

"Xinghe..." Murong Pei raised his hand to touch his face, but Ye Xinghe grabbed it with his hand, and carefully stuffed it back into the quilt.

"Don't move around now," Ye Xinghe's voice was clear and cold without any impurities, but to Murong Pei's ears it was like the sound of heaven, he coughed several times, and said intermittently.

"I was thinking that day...cough cough, Kou Jinghuan's inner alchemy has already been formed, and I want to...cough cough, when I made a move, I accidentally fell into the evil trick of the devil's traitor," his pale lips moved with a weak smack. The voice said, "I'm afraid senior brother won't be able to help you with your illness, cough...you."

Shang Chen looked at Murong Pei's glaring red head, which was still as high as 90.00% five's favorability degree, couldn't bear to look away, he sighed and said: "I have nothing to worry about, it doesn't matter if I die, brother, why bother?" ?”

Murong Pei smiled and shook his head, it was still what he said that day, "You don't understand, you really don't understand Xinghe..."

After coming out of Changhua Hall, Shang Chen kept his head down and said nothing. 0911 didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't dare to interrupt him.

This was probably the most silent time since 0911 knew him except the first day.

"...I'm suddenly jealous of Ye Xinghe," Shang Chen said suddenly after returning to the bamboo hut and sitting down.His voice was hoarse, probably because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"What's wrong?" 0911 nervously called up Shang Chen's psychological status panel, and asked gently.

"No," Shang Chen shook his head with a smile and said, "Suddenly I thought so."

"...Actually, this matter is not your fault." 0911 racked his brains to say something to calm Shang Chen's emotions, "You are also a rigid requirement for gaining favorability, so you have no choice..."

Shang Chen pursed his lips and smiled, and nodded at the center of his forehead, "Xiao Jiu, if you don't know how to say it, stop it, and you're still stammering."

0911 "..."

"You said before that there are still fifteen experience points left, right?" Shang Chen sat at the desk and rubbed his ink, picked up the pen to see if he wanted to write something.

0911 answered, "Do you want to exchange anything now?"

"Well," Shang Chen dipped his pen into the ink and wrote on the paper, "See if there is any good medical treatment, it doesn't matter if it's more expensive, I owe it first, and I will experience it later." Pay it back when it’s worth it.”

0911 took a bottle of the best blood recovery pill from the warehouse, and put it on Murong Pei's table according to Shang Chen's intention.

Under the small medicine bottle is the note that Shang Chen just wrote.

The ink was still wet, but there was some watery light, and the wind blew a corner, making a rustling sound.

"At this time, it's time for them to go down the mountain to practice, right?" Shang Chen stood up and stretched, "Let's go Xiaojiu, we're going to finish everything today."

The disciples on Biluoshang have to go down the mountain to practice after reaching a certain stage of cultivation, not only to experience the various situations in the world, but also to know the dangers of the rivers and lakes in advance, to see clearly the direction in which they are holding their swords, and what they are facing forward.

The practice time of the Qing Sword Sect is always different from that of the other two factions. The staggered time and the small number of people always make it particularly difficult for the Qing Sword Sect to practice.

It was exhilarating to go down the mountain, but the return journey was always so difficult.

I don't know whose blood is on the body, the brothers who used to laugh together disappeared in front of their eyes, with the final tearing sound and lungs, annihilated in the no longer glamorous memory of the youth.

Although the sect appoints guards with high martial arts skills to follow him, they are always unable to do what they want.

Yi Zixuan looked at the passionate Kou Jinghuan and couldn't help but feel a little worried. When he went down the mountain, he deliberately chose a seat next to Kou Jinghuan, and talked to him quietly.

"Xiao Jing, you need to be prepared for training." Yi Zixuan was worried. In the past two years of training, he had been single-minded and brave and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to become famous, but the bloody reality broke his beautiful fantasy.

"After arriving at Jianghu Inn, people from the Orthodox Church came to take us to various inns to wipe out members of the Demon Cult," Yi Zixuan said slowly as the carriage swayed, "The Demon Cult has grown stronger again in the past few years. Its power should not be underestimated, don't forget your own safety just because of a momentary impulse."

Kou Jinghuan nodded calmly and said, "Brother Xie taught me, I will keep it in mind."

The mighty carriage walked all the way, and the dust raised up gradually blurred their distant backs. The ruts stretched all the way, leading to the Jianghu inn where the orthodox disciples from all walks of life met.

Shang Chen rented a carriage and followed behind leisurely. There were a lot of things in the carriage, and Shang Chen lay in the middle of it, feeling a bit playful.

"In the original plot, after Ye Xinghe dug out Kou Jinghuan's heart, he pretended to be a demon cultist, right?" Shang Chen dug out two walnuts from a pile of things, put them in the palm of his hand and circled them, "This It’s a clever way to use it.”

"Not only got the introduction of life-saving medicine, but also kept my reputation," Shang Chen smacked his lips and said, "No wonder Ye Xinghe will have a top position in the world in the future."

0911 nodded and said: "But now Kou Jinghuan already thinks that he has avenged his heart-breaking. What's the use of following the past? In fact, it's even easier to count the favorability after he comes back."

Shang Chen frowned, stretched out his index finger and shook slowly in front of his eyes, "How do you know that Kou Jinghuan will definitely come back? What if he never returns on the way to suppress the Demon Cult?"

"You mean..." 0911 was a little uncertain, Shang Chen lay back on the cushion in the carriage, threw walnuts and played with the rattle again, "Shhh, it's not fun to say it."

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