Bai Yueguang dressed as a paranoid villain [Quick Transmigration]

As we all know, this is a proposition.

Yu Mu thought of when he came to this world for the first time, Feng Prison had the same questioning tone, asking him why he was so good to Yong Prison.

Unexpectedly, the second time, the little monk lost his heart and lost his feelings for him, but he would still ask this kind of proposition as accurately as before.

They are all the same person, so how come they have to score so clearly?

"You still cried to him." Feng Prison put his hands on Yu Mu's scarred chest, felt the beating rhythm under his palms, and asked him with his head tilted, "You will say you like him, cry to him, and cry to me." I can’t say that I like it, for me...ah, you cried for me too..."

"But..." Feng Prison's face was very close to Yu Mu's, and his tone was harsh, "I was the one who cried."

After saying this, he gasped a bit, pressed the hand on Yu Mu's heart a little harder, his face was full of surprise, "Your heart beat faster!"

Immediately laughed, "Are you angry? Angry that I said such things to you?"

"No." Yu Mu grabbed his hand.

His palm was hot, his fingers were soft, and he grabbed Feng Prison very hard, fitting against the cold skin, which made the little monk subconsciously want to back away, and frowned.

"As I said before, in my heart, Master Feng Prison and Little Master Yong Prison are the same person to me. If I say I like him, I say I like you." Yu Mu's voice was already very hoarse Yes, he smiled at Feng Prison, "Besides, I'm not angry, on the contrary, my heart beats faster because I'm happy.

"I love what you said to me.

"If you don't understand, I'll tell you directly.

"Master Feng Prison." He called Feng Prison, took his hand and said, "I just like to be made to cry by you."

The atmosphere was quiet for a long time.

[Hahahahaha! !Host, you have started again! ! ] The system finally couldn't help bursting into laughter, [Sao Sao Sao, it's you who is the show! 】

Yu Mu: The first time he came to this world, he teased me. Now we just switch positions and let me take the initiative. I don't believe we can't solve his knot.

Feng Prison stared at Yu Mu's face, carefully examined the emotions in his eyes, his brows became more and more tightly wrinkled, and finally withdrew his hand held by Yu Mu, stood up, looked down at the man on the bed, his eyes widened. Light is cold.

Grinding his teeth, he said almost word for word, "You, are, tell, lie!"

In the next moment, he had turned into an afterimage and left the bedroom at an extremely fast speed.

The hall door shut with a bang, and Yu Mu was the only one left in the room.

The flame on the lamp was swayed by the wind, and returned to its place, and the room was quiet.

Yu Mu blinked, a series of question marks appeared in his head.

He asked the system: Tongzi, how could I lie?And what does his reaction mean?

【Host, I think he might have such a big reaction because he knew you were not lying. 】

Yu Mu was startled, and hurriedly asked: Does that mean that he was touched by my words and has feelings for me?

[I suspect it is! 】The system said, 【Having no heart does not mean that he really lost his feelings. I guess he also sealed up his feelings when he gave up his heart. Now that you come to this world again, if you keep stimulating him like this, you will probably be able to make him gradually Recall the feelings of being human and attachments to you. 】

After hearing this, Yu Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and his mood also improved a bit.

This shows that he still has influence on the little monk, and it also gives him a direction to move forward.

——As long as it's flamboyant enough, there's no villain you can't take down.

After struggling to get up, there were not a few good pieces of flesh left on her body, all were bite wounds and bruises, which were particularly glaring on her fair skin.

Yu Mu stood on the edge of the bed, his legs were trembling all the time, his back hurt so badly, it seemed that there was blood mixed with that thing and flowing down his thighs.

The little monk is really ruthless.

If it weren't for the special physique of the Lan people, last night would have been a torture for him.

Limping over to the tea table in the dorm, Yu Mu directly picked up the teapot and poured water into his mouth. After drinking a full pot, he rested panting for a while, and slowly crawled back to the bed to lie down.

The blood of the Lan people is a magic medicine, but their blood has no effect on themselves, and it is difficult for every Lan people to live beyond the age of 30.

God made them, it seems to be to make them medicine pots and playthings for others.

Yu Mu stared at the gorgeous and complicated patterns on the top of the palace, his stomach rumbling.

Physical labor and tear consumption made Yu Mu dizzy from hunger. He wondered if the little monk didn't come back for three days, would he just starve to death like this.

After all, the evil ghost Feng Jail is a single-minded person, or a child with a temper, and has become a zombie. He doesn't need to eat, so maybe he has forgotten that he needs to eat.

In order to divert attention, Yu Mu could only chat with the system.

While we were chatting, we came across a very important issue.

Yu Mu: Tongzi, I remember that when this world ended, I didn't want to leave. It was you who forcibly took me away, which led to the end of my ghost in this world.Therefore, it is impossible for me to eat the heart of the little monk.

He asked: So, where is this heart now?

The little monk is a Heavenly Fiend with an extremely special physique. He can't die if he digs out his heart. Ordinary ghosts can return Yang after eating his heart. He doesn't believe that this heaven-defying treasured heart will rot and disappear over time.

[Host, you reminded me that this matter is very important, I have to check it carefully! 】

Yu Mu waited for him for a long time before hearing the system's helpless answer, 【I have been restricted again, the boss doesn't want us to know where the heart went. 】

Yu Mu sighed, and asked tentatively: Then, can the blood of my Lan tribe help Feng Prison to regrow a heart?

[Of course not. 】The system thought for a while, and answered him, 【However, I think if you can recover the heart that was dug out by Feng Prison and use your blood to assist it, there is a great chance that he can recover his yang. 】

Yu Mu: Oh, it's so difficult.I can only pray that his heart will not be eaten by other brats, otherwise there is really nothing I can do.

Yu Mu's fever didn't go away, and it rose again in the middle of the night, making him dizzy and short-circuited in his brain.

I could only vaguely see the little monk in monk's robe standing by the bed and leaning over to slap his face, calling him, "Don't pretend to be dead, get up! Aren't you the best deceitful!"

Then I heard the timid voice of a kid, "Your Majesty, let's let the imperial doctor show him. If he keeps having this fever, he may... die..."

"Dead? How could he be such a big liar..." At this point, Feng Prison paused, his thin lips pursed into a line, staring at the man on the bed with black eye sockets, flushed and red face, tortured by high fever, After a long time, I went back to the little ghost, "Bring me all the imperial doctors! Tell them that if they can't save this Lan tribe, none of them will get out alive!"