Slag Reconstruction System

"Cough cough."

Qiu Luochen couldn't stand it anymore, he coughed lightly, inserted between the two of them, and said to Xing Wufeng lightly: "Master, my junior brother has been kneeling for a day and a night, I'm afraid I can't bear any more punishment, please allow me Help him back to his room to rest."

Not knowing if it was Xing Wufeng's illusion, Qiu Luochen specially emphasized the word "bear".

Lifting his eyelids and seeing the contempt deep in Qingqiu Luochen's eyes, he knew that he must be thinking wrong.

Xing Wufeng couldn't help wanting to stroke his forehead, the disciple of the Celestial Immortal pretended to be him every day. What should I do if he is a maniac, waiting online, it's very urgent!

He waved his hand feebly, motioning for the two to back down. Qiu Luochen saluted him, then turned around and left while supporting Xie Zi's shoulder.

With that slightly hasty pace, it seemed that he didn't want to stay with Xing Wufeng for a moment.

On the contrary, Xie Zi staggered along with Qiu Luochen's footsteps, not forgetting to turn his head and stare at Xing Wufeng with sparkling eyes.

Isn't this a chance to refresh your favorability?Xing Wufeng moved his heart, pulled the corner of his mouth, fixedly stared at the other party, and then showed him a very sincere smile.Xie Zi blinked flattered, staggered and almost fell to the ground.It was Qiu Luochen who was next to him who noticed something strange, quickly supported him with sharp eyes and hands, and looked back with some precautions, then leaned closer to Xie Zi's ear and whispered a few words.

From Xing Wufeng's angle, it happened that Xie Zi's face suddenly turned red and white, and then he turned his head to look at him quickly.

When the figures of the two teenagers disappeared behind the door, Xing Wufeng was still thinking about Xie Zi's last look at him.

How should I put it, those eyes are full of longing, but also hidden fear, and there is such a trace of resentment?I don't know what Qiu Luochen said bad things about him again.

Xing Wufeng helped Fuxiao's somewhat stiff chin, his expression became solemn, he flicked his wide cuffs, and snorted coldly.

Isn't this Qiu Luochen relying on the complex emotions that "Xing Wufeng" couldn't love him for him in the original book, so he dared not to take him seriously? Without his blessing, let's see how proud he is.

Thinking of the devastation that Qiu Luochen suffered later in the book, Xing Wufeng touched his chin unkindly, revealing a schadenfreude smile.

However, what he should worry about now is, as a person with fear of heights, how should he go back the same way.

When he returned to his room again, Xing Wufeng felt dizzy, his limbs were weak, and he was sweating profusely, as if he had just taken a cold shower.

Damn, is the author an idiot? No one lives in such a high mountain.

His limbs were wide open, panting heavily, and only after he calmed down his beating heartbeat, he frowned and fell into deep thought.

Is the timeline wrong?Why didn't everything in the book happen, and he didn't have the slightest impression of everything he experienced now?

[Ding, in order to create opportunities for the host to change the plot, the system deliberately pushed the timeline forward by three years. The host is requested to be a good person in these three years and become an excellent little subject with morality, intelligence, physique, beauty and labor. 】

Xing Wufeng was stunned for a moment when he suddenly remembered the mechanical sound of clicking, he didn't expect the system to switch from the sleeping state to the working state so quickly.But it happened that he was full of doubts now, so he had to ask the system clearly.

After digesting what the system said, the corner of Xing Wufeng's mouth twitched slightly, feeling rather speechless.

"That is to say, there is still a buffer period of three years before I am besieged by the Nine Sects?"

[Yes, because the host is extremely scumbag and the transformation is quite difficult, the system decided to formulate an all-round transformation plan exclusively for you. The current arrangement is that you need to find out the role played by Xiao Han within these three years. The identification fails, the system is reset, and you will experience everything that "Xing Wufeng" suffered, and because the author Mengmengda Angel abandoned the pit halfway, the ending is to be determined. 】

Thinking of being "suppressed" by the crowd, Xing Wufeng, who had already been shadowed as a small shou, couldn't help but shuddered hard.

His face was ashen, and he asked hopelessly in his head: "Then can I have a hint?"

[Yes, as long as you can complete the designated levels set by the system for you, you can get corresponding prompts. 】

"That's good." Xing Wufeng let out a heavy breath, but before he could take a rest, the system continued in his mind: [Hello host, now calculate your various indicators for reference, you The current slag value: 100, favorability: 0, personal charm: 0, Wu...]

"Wait." Xing Wufeng frowned and interrupted the system's statement, "Why is the personal charm value 0?"

When he was still Qin Zheng, although he wasn't a handsome guy in the typical sense, he was also a tall and handsome guy, which caused countless men and women to bow down for him. How come he has no charm here?

[Ding, the host interrupted the system to speak, without the spirit of professional cooperation. Now the professionalism index is -111, and the remaining 999 is expected to be deducted 9 times. 】

Xing Wufeng lost his temper by the system, let it continue, and the system said unhurriedly: [Since the host has made some outrageous actions during the period of system sleep, the data needs to be refreshed now, please wait for 10 seconds , ok, 10 seconds is up, and now the new data is announced, slag value: 100, favorability: -250, personal charm: -100, force value: 0, contribution value: 0, the report is complete. 】

Xing Wufeng was stunned for a moment when he heard it, and when he came back to his senses, the veins on his forehead popped up, and he squeezed out every word: "Why! What! What! Want! Down! Buckle! I just obviously didn't do anything!! !"

[Because the host does not have any contribution value, the system cannot give a prompt. 】

"..." Xing Wufeng endured it, "Then how do you get the contribution value?"

[The modified system of the slag subject is in the internal testing stage, and the system is not very stable. Now it needs to be dormant again to make adjustments. Please forgive me the host. 】

Accompanied by the last sentence, there was a familiar clicking sound in my mind, and the system finally stopped.

There is no way, Xing Wufeng can only lie on the bed, carefully recalling everything that happened just now, to see which step he did wrong.It stands to reason that if Xie Zi was Xiao Han, his behavior just now should be very favorable, how could he be reversed?

Unavoidably, the scene of Qiu Luochen whispering to Xie Zi came back to his mind. The hateful Qiu Luochen must have been a hindrance, so that Xie Zi's favorability towards him decreased.

Xing Wufeng felt a lot of pressure to have such an apprentice who was persecuted with delusional disorder.

It seems that he needs to find a chance to have a good talk with Qiu Luochen.

Because he couldn't speak, Xing Wufeng stayed in his room for the past three days, euphemistically calling it a closed-door practice. As for the problem of eating, the servant would bring him meals on time every day.

It took Xing Wufeng three days to accept this face.

Mengmeng Datian used a lot of space to describe the appearance of "Xing Wufeng", saying that he has an ordinary appearance, a slender and flexible figure, and he will exude a warm and charming aura inadvertently.Well, it's just that the typical appearance is not enough temperament to make up for, coupled with the heartthrob attribute set by the brain-dead author, many Xiaogongs love him out of hatred.

It's not that you have Stockholm Syndrome, but also hate begets love, wow!

When he was Qin Zheng, he didn't like complaining, but this convulsive and brain-dead plot made him only use complaining to have fun.

Xing Wufeng, who had finished complaining, took the bronze mirror to look left and right, but he still couldn't find any bright spots on this face: the eyebrows were neither thick nor light, not sword eyebrows, so let them die; the mouth was slightly lighter in color, and looked like anemia The patient seemed to be dead, but the only one who passed was the bridge of the nose, which looked quite tall, but the tip of the nose was too big, so he was shot!

It can be said that no matter how handsome his face is, he doesn't like it, except for his original face.

Thinking of the face smashed by the boulder, Xing Wufeng felt heartache.

What is this? Xiao Han is dead. He mourns for his untimely death, but it is not worth paying for his life. I don’t know if he can come back to life after he unbinds the system. to the original world.The point is, if he wants to come back from the dead with his original broken face, then it's better for him to die.

Xing Wufeng was a little depressed, so he simply didn't think about anything and slept with him for three days and three nights.

After the three-day period passed, Xing Wufeng found that the system was not deceiving him, and he was able to speak, but this time the system had been sleeping for too long, which made him a little worried.

After all, although he inherited the memory of "Xing Wufeng", he did not inherit his martial arts. If Qiu Luochen's traitor realized that he had no internal energy, wouldn't it be convenient for him to kill him?

Thinking of this possibility, Xing Wufeng shuddered all over, thinking about whether to "retreat and practice" for a few more days.

"Dong dong dong."

Coincidentally, there were three regular knocks on the door.

Xing Wufeng thought to himself, if he can hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day, who knows when the broken system will return to normal.He took a deep breath, stepped on black gold silk cloud-toed boots, and walked slowly to the door.

"What's the matter?" He raised his voice and shouted.

There was a moment of silence outside the door, and immediately, a neat and clear voice rang out: "Master, this disciple came here specially to welcome Master to leave the gate."

Listening to the movement, it seems that the number of people has arrived.

Xing Wufeng paced back and forth at the door, after thinking for a while, raised his hand and pulled the wooden tip, and slowly pushed the door open.

The field of vision gradually became brighter, and the figures of each boy appeared in front of his eyes.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, Xing Wufeng silently counted several times, but still counted seven people.

Damn, that's not right, there are only four apprentices in the original book, and because Meng Meng Da Angel is not strong enough to write, he can only write four little Gongs with very different personalities, any more will collapse.

Who can tell him what happened to the three extra people! ! !

Xing Wufeng's heart skipped a beat, and his face suddenly turned livid.