Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Zhuo was lying on the ground, his whole body hurting, staring blankly at the top of his head.

The soil was compact and undamaged, and the hollow that had just fallen by itself disappeared.

"What place is this?"

He stood up from the ground with his waist supported, rubbed his sore buttocks a few more times, frowned and looked around with fixed eyes.

This is a man-made cave with a large area, and there are jars placed in each of the eight directions.

Directly in front of the jar is an ever-burning lamp.

And in the center, there is a black coffin with red spells painted on it.

The coffin was very large. According to the size of an adult man, it would be no problem for three people to lie there.

Fang Zhuo walked over with a small schoolbag in one hand and a hoe in the other. The compass hanging on his chest went east and west for a while, trembling.

233 reminded, "Be careful, there is something inside."

Fang Zhuo stopped, not daring to approach again, "What is it?"

233,"Didn't you hear the voice?"

In this way, it seems that there is a sound in the cave, whirring, like a slight wind, or heavy breathing.

Regardless of whether it is the former or the latter, they all came from the direction of the coffin.

Fang Zhuo took a deep breath, clenched the object in his hand, and suddenly slammed it hard to the right.

The jar shattered into pieces with a bang.

It was empty inside, and there was nothing, but the bottom of the jar was not the same as ordinary ones, but a honeycomb-shaped hole.

There were many dark red, sticky things on the broken tiles.

Fang Zhuo squatted down, feeling nauseated just by smelling it.

"What is this?"

"It seems that the flesh and blood rotted into mud, leaving behind..."

It was only then that Fang Zhuo remembered that the Yin Gathering Formation was guided by the flesh and blood of resurrected people.

He got up and smashed the remaining seven jars, which were the same as the first one, except for some dirty things stuck to the inner walls of the jars.

Although he was scared in his heart, he finally fixed his eyes on the coffin.

Fang Zhuo took out a stack of talismans, pasted them around the coffin, then bit the canopy ruler between his teeth, and raised his hoe to dig down hard.

With a bang, the coffin lid split in two.

The sound like breathing was louder.

Fang Zhuo quickly took out the red fishing net from his bag, grabbed the edge of the coffin lid, opened it forcefully, and threw the net over——

empty.

Before he recovered, the back of his neck was suddenly gripped by a cloud of Yin Qi, pushing him into the coffin, and the lid of the coffin closed automatically.

Fang Zhuo used the night vision function to stare at the top of the coffin with wide eyes, his ears were dead silent, and there was no sound.

Even the strange breathing sound disappeared.

He pushed hard on the lid of the coffin, but couldn't open it, "Brother Ah San, how is the situation outside?"

233 said, "There is something."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

There is a fart thing, Bai San can also be counted as a thing?

"Can you find a way to open it for me?" Fang Zhuo pushed a few times in vain, dropped his hands, and gave up.

Suddenly, he shivered, feeling cold under his feet, and subconsciously looked at his toes, damn it, he almost screamed out of fright.

There is a human-shaped thing, which is climbing up his legs bit by bit.

The other party raised his head, without the whites of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears. He said, "This place is specially prepared for you."

The sound was like rough sandpaper rubbing against the wall, which was uncomfortable to hear.

Fang Zhuo got goosebumps all over his body, and he reached out to pull the fishing net off, but his wrist was entangled again by Yin Qi.

Bai San seemed to deliberately look at his fearful expression, crawling slowly, his figure gradually collapsed with the movement, turning into a piercing yin energy, covering the entire coffin.

The yang energy on the fishing net was too pure and domineering, he was careful not to touch it, and deliberately lowered himself.

Fang Zhuo frowned uncomfortably, the yin energy around him turned into substance, like flowing water, forcefully and viciously piercing into his ears and nostrils.

Bai San's gloomy and unpleasant voice rang in his ears, "Among all ghosts, the most hostile is the water ghost."

"Because they experienced enough pain, suffocation, despair, and unwillingness before they died...all of these will increase their resentment. The more resentment and hostility, the more beneficial it is to me."

Fang Zhuo was speechless, he couldn't figure out why this old ghost would say these things, did he think he would appear unique?

"Brother Ah San, can you pull down the fishing net?"

"There is the protagonist's blood on the fishing net, so you are not afraid that he will directly attach to you in order to avoid harm?"

"Not afraid." Fang Zhuo was full of confidence, "Didn't you tie a safety rope for me?"

His tone was relaxed, but his heart was heavy. The last time the female ghost wanted to get on him, the pain of being torn apart was still fresh in his memory.

233 sighed, "Be mentally prepared."

Fang Zhuo gave a soft "hmm" and closed his eyes.

More and more Yin Qi penetrated into his body, and it became difficult to breathe. He clearly felt that there was a cloud of Yin Qi blocking his throat.

This idiot is trying to suffocate him, fuck it.

Just as Fang Zhuo calmed down, he started yelling again, "Hurry up!"

The fishing net was pressed down by the coffin board and pulled down violently by the system, and the burning smell dissipated in an instant.

Bai San was so angry that he went crazy, Fang Zhuo obviously felt that more and more Yin Qi had penetrated into his body, flesh and blood, bones, and even consciousness began to blur.

233 shouted anxiously, "Don't sleep, open your eyes."

Fang Zhuo regained some clarity, only to find that his body was out of control, and he was trying to push the fishing net open with one hand.

Probably because the evil spirit in the body is too heavy, although I can't feel the pain, I can clearly see the black smoke from the burnt flesh.

If things go on like this, even if the task is completed, this body will be burnt to a cripple.

Fang Zhuo tried his best to regain control of his other half, grabbing the fishing net and wrapping it around his body.

Bai San yelled frantically in his head, the burning pain on his body was intensifying.

He gritted his teeth and held back, "Brother Ah San, have you seen the canopy ruler?"

233 said, "When you just fell in, you fell outside."

Fang Zhuo, "Help me pick it up."

He only has control over half of his body now, and it is impossible for him to push the coffin board and flip out.

Soon, the coffin panels that were tightly covered were lifted.

Seeing the candlelight outside, Bai San desperately wanted to get out, Fang Zhuo held onto the coffin tightly to stop his body from moving.

With a bang, the coffin board was closed.

Fang Zhuo clenched the canopy ruler tightly, and hit his chest directly, and soon there was a hole in his skin.

Bai San lived in that half of his body, he didn't feel any pain, and he didn't soften at all when he exerted force.

Bai San was in so much pain that he could only leave this body temporarily.

Fang Zhuo moved quickly, got out of the fishing net, trapped Bai San in it, and then kept tightening the net.

Bai San was in so much pain that he couldn't show his body, the cloud of Yin Qi shrunk and became smaller and smaller, until it was only the size of a ball.

Fang Zhuo tore off a strand of his clothes, tied the opening of the fishing net, and kicked Bai San out.

233,"Are you okay?"

Fang Zhuo lay on his back on the ground with tears in his eyes, how could he be fine, he was going to die of pain.

My chest hurts, my hands hurt, and I feel dizzy.

233 didn't know how to comfort others, so he whispered, "Then you should rest first, your husband should be soon..."

The tone of the second half of the word suddenly turned, "The world's energy fluctuates abnormally!"

Before Fang Zhuo understood what was going on, he found that everything in front of him had changed, every inch of soil, every stone, even the porcelain pieces he had smashed before...

Everything in this cave was reduced to tiny fragments from the top, and then disappeared.

He looked at his hands in panic, his fingertips turned translucent.

"What the hell is going on!" Fang Zhuo tightly clenched his hands into fists, as if he could suppress anything.

233, "Hurry up and find a way to go up, the protagonist is going crazy."

"The problem is how do I get up..." Fang Zhuo was sweating profusely, "This cave should be covered with blinds, I can't see the exit at all."

233 said anxiously, "Mobile phone, use your mobile phone to call him."

Only then did Fang Zhuo remember, but he found out that there was no signal.

Now not only the hands, but even the arms have become translucent. He has a hunch that soon, he will also imagine those things around him, turning into tiny fragments and disappearing.

His anxious eyes paused and stopped at the red thread on his wrist.

The red line is not tight, which means that the depth of the underground where I am is not too deep. I pull it hard a few times, and I don’t know if I can feel it above.

Fang Zhuo picked up the rope that had been dragged to the ground, wrapped it around his hands again and again, and pulled it down hard.

Probably because the soil was compact and the resistance was too great, it just didn't pull.

He simply turned around on the ground a few times, let the red thread wrap around his body, and lay down straight on the ground.

Hey, it's moving.

At that moment, the decomposition stopped.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was a sci-fi movie.

It's too unscientific. The things that have just decomposed and disappeared are being restored bit by bit, including Bai San, who was burned to death by the fishing net.

Fang Zhuo looked at his hand, it was normal.

He let out a long breath and sat down on the ground with cold sweat all over his back.

So fucking exciting.

Jiang Luyan seemed to want to make sure that he was safe, but he was yanked by the waist, Fang Zhuo couldn't stand still, and almost fell to the ground.

He stood still in embarrassment, pulled the red rope and tugged, and there was an immediate response from above.

Fang Zhuo chuckled, "Underground love."

twenty one,"……"

Fang Zhuo walked up to Bai San, and pasted a few talismans.

The boss's blood is really domineering, in just a short while, Bai San is only about the size of a tennis ball.

Fang Zhuo tightened the net a little more, and asked, "Where is the exit?"

Bai San's voice is still audible than before, "No."

Like to talk or not, Fang Zhuo kicked him, got up and walked around the cave, but still didn't find any flaws, so he simply sat cross-legged on the ground.

What's the fuss, anyway, the boss will come down to save him.

Before this thought came to an end, the top of his head suddenly shook, and even the sound of an explosion could be heard faintly. Fang Zhuo realized something, and quickly stood aside.

Before long, the roof of the cave collapsed, and large chunks of dirt fell everywhere.

Fang Zhuo realized something, and looked down at his badly injured hand, "Brother Ah San, do you still owe me a reward, remember, pay it back now."

As far as he is now, the boss is crazy to see it.

Maybe the world will collapse again.

233 hesitated, "Are you sure? Actually, you can keep it, and you can use it in the next world."

Fang Zhuo said, "No, just now."

233 said, "Hold it."

The skin and flesh were injured, and they healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they recovered like new, but it was a little painful.

A length of rope extended from above, and then came down a pair of long legs.

Jiang Luyan was covered in mud, his hands were bloody, and two pieces of his nails were missing.

Fang Zhuo's heart ached so much that he buried his head and rushed over to hug him hard. Jiang Luyan didn't move, his whole body was stiff, and his eyes were a little strange.

After a long while, the man raised his hand and hugged her back.

The ground was a mess, with black blood everywhere, and a few people in black clothes were cleaning up the limbs of the ghoul.

Jiang Luyan protected Fang Zhuo and went back the same way, and got into the van.

Mouse quietly faced the invisible driver, not daring to breathe.

When the boss got into the car, he clearly said that the matter was resolved and he should be happy, but for some reason, Mr. Jiang kept looking very bad.

He sneaked a glance in the rearview mirror, and happened to meet a pair of bloodshot eyes.

She shrank her neck, pretending she didn't exist.

Jiang Luyan firmly held the young man's hand, frowning for a while and looking out the window in a daze, then suddenly turned his head and stared at him for a moment...

As if afraid of his disappearance.

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips. This way, he was not only scared, but there must be other things he didn't know.

"233, who is the protagonist?"

"The protagonist is the protagonist."

Fang Zhuo laughed angrily, "Do you think I'm an idiot?"

233's voice was a bit vague, "Really, I'm not kidding you."

"You're just lying to me." Fang Zhuo's voice was cold and oppressive, "What happened before?"

233 said he didn't know.

"I don't know?" Fang Zhuo smiled, "He is different from me, he is not an ordinary tasker."

"You also said before that the world is about to collapse, and ordinary taskers don't have this ability."

The system was rendered speechless by what he said, and tried to tell everything, but couldn't.

He also has restrictions and restrictions. If he does not abide by the system rules, he will be thrown into the trash can by the main system and destroyed.

Fang Zhuo waited for a long time but didn't get an answer, so he sneered, "If you can't say it, you still dare not say it."

233 felt aggrieved, "There are all of them."

Fang Zhuo nodded, "Then I won't ask, anyway, I will know sooner or later."

The system breathed a sigh of relief, and said earnestly, "Let me report the data to you."

[Emotional line: four and a half stars]

[Story Line 1: Four Stars]

[Plot Line 0: Five Stars]

Fang Zhuo was not very happy when his own plot line was finished. As the matter deepened, he found that there were more and more pitfalls ahead.

Who is the system, who is the protagonist, and who is he himself.

One pit after another, waiting for him to explore and fill.

Fang Zhuo glanced at the side face of the man, reached out to touch him, "What's the matter with you."

Jiang Luyan frowned slightly, his lips moved, he hesitated to speak.

Fang Zhuo blinked, "Are you scared?"

Jiang Luyan was really frightened. The moment the person disappeared, his heartbeat almost stopped, and his emotions were completely out of control.

Crying in his mind, find him, find him, even if the world is destroyed, he must be found.

Whether alive or dead, even if there is only a piece of meat or a bone left, it must be found.

Many pictures emerged in my mind, each frame was familiar yet fleeting.

But he can be sure that before that, he has known this person for a long time.

It's been so long that the other party has been engraved in his heart by time, but if there is a slight disturbance, his emotions will be affected and he will become not like himself.

"I'm fine." Jiang Luyan's voice was hoarse, he stared at the young man's eyes, and firmly held his hand.

Fang Zhuo was so stared at by him, he felt that this person must have been frightened and deranged, and he had to find a psychiatrist when he went back.

The rickety van stopped suddenly, and the mouse didn't dare to make a sound, pretending to cough.

Fang Zhuo struggled a few times but didn't get his hands out. He leaned closer and kissed the man on the face, "We're home."

Jiang Luyan came back to his senses, took the opportunity to pull the man out of the car, turned around and walked upstairs.

The shared house is still very lively, several people are playing mahjong together.

Jiang Luyan dragged them into the house, stripped off their clothes, and stood under the nozzle together.

The water from the nozzle was rushing down, and those hands that did not belong to him were touching his chest.

Without any lust, just take a bath.

If this had been done before, the big brother's bird would have been spirited up long ago.

But not now, it nestled quietly in the haystack.

Fang Zhuo's little heart was pounding, "Brother Ah San, are you there?"

233 said with a buzzing voice, "Here."

There is a mosaic in front of it, and it is a bit inconvenient to speak, "Is there something wrong?"

"Yes, very serious." Fang Zhuo's voice was serious, "My husband seems to be broken."

The system is tense, "What's going on?"

Fang Zhuo was wronged, "He doesn't mess with me."

233 instantly lost the desire to speak.

This kind of emotional system is really difficult to understand, Fang Zhuo understood, he glanced at the man who was helping him take a bath, wondering in his heart.

That cautious and careful look seemed to be admiring some rare treasure.

He raised his eyebrows, and suddenly reached out to fish.

The heavy, still quiet nest is no longer willing to probe.

"Jiang Luyan, what's the matter with you?" Fang Zhuo was a little unhappy. Is it true love? I have taken the initiative so much, and you can still be soft.

Jiang Luyan pushed his hand away, lowered his head to suck the young man's ear, and ground his teeth a few times.

"Don't look for death."

Fang Zhuo shivered, pulled off the bath towel and wrapped it around his body, slipping away faster than a rabbit.

The boss is really powerful, you can be tough if you say it hard.

He lay down on the narrow bed, staring at the ceiling with the peeling walls lost in thought. The sound of splashing water came out of the bathroom, mixed with ambiguous and sexy moaning and panting.

Fang Zhuo hugged the quilt and rolled around, blushing a little.

As soon as the man came out, he rolled back and buried his face on the hot back of the man, "I'm not tired..."

Jiang Luyan turned around and stroked his hair, his voice was low and dangerous.

Grab the young man's hand and put it on his body, "Don't seek death."

Fang Zhuo felt something jump under the towel, and retracted his hand as if he had been scalded. He was so frightened. It turns out that the golden cudgel is not a legend.

Wrapped in a quilt, he lay against the wall, took out his cell phone and sent a text message to the old man, saying that the matter had been resolved and reassuring him.

Less than a minute after the text message was sent, the old man's text message came.

Just one monophonic word, which means knowing.

Fang Zhuo stared at the word for a long time, and asked the system, "Is the old man awake?"

233 said, "No, I've been waiting for your news."

Fang Zhuo fantasized about the old man pinching his fingers, squinting his eyes, and poking around on the phone, and couldn't help but smile, a little cute.

Jiang Luyan lay on the bed, carried the man over, and let him lie on his chest.

The fingers flicked and flicked, brushing the young man's hair, and after a short while, the breathing became calm as he pressed against his chest.

He reached out to turn off the light, but opened his eyes hard, as if he was looking at something, or he seemed to be competing with someone.

On the contrary, Fang Zhuo fell into a deep sleep.

Although the system helped to repair the trauma, the sequelae of the body being invaded by evil spirits did not disappear.

Throughout the night, he was dizzy, feeling his body was floating, and he was always cold.

Subconsciously, he reached out and hugged the heat source around him.

The man who had just fallen asleep suddenly woke up.

Jiang Luyan had a nightmare, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he tightened the pressure on the person with his backhand.

My heart was pounding, filled with fear and anxiety.

The dream that was clear a second ago is almost forgotten a second later. The only thing I can remember is that it is related to the person in my arms.

Jiang Luyan arched his back, pressed his forehead against the young man's chest, held it for a few seconds, and then put his ears on it.

The heartbeat inside was strong and steady, proving that this person was alive.

He raised his chin, kissed on the fair skin, kissed, and the quiet Doudou stood up.

The suppressed emotions in his heart seemed to have suddenly found an attachment, Jiang Luyan opened his mouth to hold it, and his fingers began to move.

Fang Zhuo was still swimming in the ocean of sleep, when suddenly a huge wave came and almost capsized his boat.

He opened his eyes in a daze, terribly, the sea god who controls the sea was woken up.

Without further ado, Sea God took him to swim in the ocean domineeringly, and even gave him a geoduck clam.

Fang Zhuo is very familiar with the length and size of this geoduck, and the funny thing is that he was actually pecked by a geoduck.

Having grown so big and lived so many worlds, this is the first time I know that geoduck can peck people.

At the beginning, the pecking was neither painful nor itchy, but then it failed. The geoduck went crazy and almost pecked people to death.

Fang Zhuo was already low in energy, but was quickly defeated by the geoduck and fell into a coma.

Jiang Luyan took him to swim out to the sea, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to twist the towel and wipe it for the young man.

After wiping, he stopped and stared at that face in a daze.

From the beginning to the end, his feelings for Chen Jiu came very suddenly, but it was not against harmony, as if this person should have lived in his heart.

He leaned closer, stared at those closed eyes for a long time, and gently brushed the corners of the young man's slightly raised eyes with his fingertips, "Chen Jiu, who are you..."

The young man with his eyes closed didn't know what he dreamed of, and suddenly chuckled.

Jiang Luyan stared at those curved lips, bewitched, and kissed them.

This action is like flipping a switch, and the head suddenly tingles.

He rubbed his temples, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

When Fang Zhuo woke up the next day, the seat next to him was already empty.

He woke up instantly, threw off the quilt and ran out.

In the living room, everyone was sitting upright, like a middle school student who had been reprimanded by the dean.

On the table in front of them were soy milk fritters, tea eggs, and steaming big meat buns, but no one dared to move them.

Only the man on the first seat was slowly tearing the fried dough sticks and throwing them into the soy milk.

Jiang Luyan glanced at Fang Zhuo, and pulled away the nearest stool, "Come here, eat breakfast first."

There was something wrong with his tone of voice, stronger and colder, no wonder those roommates were as honest as quails.

Fang Zhuo walked over to sit down, finished eating quietly, and was dragged away from the shared house by the man.

Jiang Luyan sent the person back to Wuming Temple, and rode a small electric donkey to the company by himself.

In MY's conference room, except for the first seat, the other seats are already full of people.

The second child Jiang raised his hand to look at his watch, and sneered, "Jiang Luyan is so handsome, he dares to be absent for such an important event."

Vice President Song smiled apologetically, "I have called just now, and President Jiang's battery car suddenly broke down on the road. I am now taking a taxi by the side of the road and will be there soon."

Jiang's second child was picked up by Jiang Luyan's driver that day, and he did not receive any accountability afterwards. It was hard for him not to think that the other party was showing his favor to him.

Now that he heard that Jiang Luyan was so depressed that he even sold his car, he felt even happier. Even the fact that the van didn't kill someone before, he thought it was a good thing.

Keeping Jiang Luyan wagging his tail like a dog is more enjoyable than letting him die happily.

Jiang's second son grudgingly said, "I'll wait another quarter of an hour. If the person still doesn't arrive within a quarter of an hour, the merger and acquisition are out of the question."

He is bound to win this company, apart from making money, humiliating Jiang Luyan is his real goal.

An illegitimate child who has been favored by that old immortal for many years is enough.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

The secretary who was guarding the door hurriedly opened the door, bowed slightly, and invited him into the office.

Jiang Luyan's forehead was drenched with sweat, and his shirt was also wrinkled. Fortunately, he had a face propped up so that he was not mistaken for a homeless man.

Jiang's second hand fell on the armrest, his eyes were full of contempt, and he had already started to think about how to torture and insult, and then kill people without anyone noticing, to avenge his wife and children.

The M&A negotiation meeting lasted just over half an hour.

When he left, Jiang's second child was triumphant, and sent someone to smash Jiang Luyan's office.

Jiang Luyan leaned quietly on the corridor, calmly watching the good office turn into a mess.

None of the subordinates dared to speak, but secretly guessed that the big boss must be mad.

The next day, MY was formally merged into Jiang's, and it was published in newspapers all over the city.

Jiang's second son wished everyone could celebrate Jiang Luyan's failure together, and even asked someone to send dozens of newspapers to Wuming Temple.

Fang Zhuo was so angry that he vomited blood, threw his whole brain into the stove and burned it.

He was worried, "What's going on with the plot line of the boss, why hasn't he reached the pinnacle of his life yet?"

233,"It's coming soon."

The system said it was really fast. On the afternoon of the third day, Mrs. Jiang was suddenly exposed to tax issues.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang's construction workers cut corners and materials, and the things that were rushed were also exposed.

Jiang's second son was very busy, several companies under Jiang's company were implicated, and more than a dozen high-level executives were brought in for investigation.

Jiang's internal problems have not lasted for a day or two. If they were discovered separately, Jiang's second child would still be able to find someone to deal with. Now that they were all exposed, he suddenly lost his position, and the company's stock fell by 13.00% the next day.

The third day was even more exaggerated. As early as in the morning, it had already fallen by 15.00%. More and more stockholders sold off, and the K-line chart went all the way down. By the afternoon, it was already too low to be seen directly.

Strangely, in the early morning of the fourth day, someone suddenly started buying a large amount of Jiang's shares.

Jiang's second son sent someone to investigate, and it turned out to be a foreign financial company.

This company was established a few years ago. At first, it only made some small investments. In the past two years, it started to participate in large projects and should have made a lot of money. Even so, it is impossible to swallow so many stocks in one gulp.

In just two days, more than 90.00% of the scattered shares have been taken up by that financial company, and the total amount actually accounted for more than 70.00% of the total shares, making it Jiang's major shareholder.

Jiang's second child doesn't care about these things. All the illegal and criminal things in the company are more or less related to him.

If you don't run away at this time, are you waiting to eat in prison?

That night, he took his favorite little lover with him and prepared to escape by water.

Unexpectedly, halfway there, the little lover suddenly refused to continue walking, saying that he had received a message from a little sister that there were policemen on the pier.

Jiang's second child was convinced, "Then where are we going?"

The little lover said, "Find a hidden place first, and hide for a while."

Jiang's second child is now in a daze, completely led by the nose, foolishly walking into the police encirclement.

Only then did he realize that he had been tricked by that stinky bitch.

It's Jiang Luyan, it must be!

The day after Jiang's second child was arrested, Jiang held a shareholders' meeting.

The mysterious buyer who bought a large number of individual shares took the position of chairman by virtue of his status as the largest shareholder and the support of the old lady.

Fang Zhuo sat in the chairman's office, fiddled with the photo of himself that was secretly taken in the photo frame.

There are dots in his eyes, full of admiration and pride for the boss.

It turned out that he was trying to swallow Jiang's stock, and that he was able to bend and stretch, and he was able to do great things at first glance.

He saw it from the live broadcast just now. When Jiang Luyan walked into the meeting room, the whole meeting room became idiots.

Fang Zhuo poked at his photo, "Brother Ah San, the big brother's plot line should be full, right?"

If that's not winning in life, then what is?

233 said, "Let me check."

Fang Zhuo waited and waited for 5 minutes, but the system seemed to be dead without any sound.

"233, what are you doing, is the machine stuck?"

"No..." The system sounded weird and sent the data to the light screen.

Fang Zhuo sat on the swivel chair, turned around in a smart way, and was suddenly stunned, "What the hell??"

Jiang Luyan's relationship line is already full, and the problem is the plot line.

The first four stars of the plot line are very thorough, and the fifth star is very bright.

The top corner of the five-pointed star is not bright on the tip.

"What kind of operation is this?" Fang Zhuo thought he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes, and took a closer look, but the little tip still didn't light up.

233 said, "I'll check to see if the upstream system is faulty."

Fang Zhuo's mood was very complicated, he hoped that it was not a system failure, but that the light was really off, so that he would not have to leave.

After working so hard for so long, I have to spend a few days with my husband shamelessly before saying goodbye.

One point, two points, three points... An hour later, Jiang Luyan came back, but there was no news from the system.

It was already night when the system reappeared.

"I've tried many methods, but I can't get in touch with the upstream system." The voice was trembling, dazed, and it sounded pitiful.

Fang Zhuo comforted him, "Maybe the upstream system has brushed the game."

There is this possibility, 233 said, "Then I will contact you later."

After Jiang Luyan took power, he withdrew the case of developing the suburbs. The old man was so happy that he finally didn't have to be forced to move.

In the spring of the second year, the old lady reluctantly accepted Fang Zhuo, the great-grandson-daughter-in-law, after countless persuasion and persuasion by the boss.

Although she doesn't have a good face, if she hears someone say Fang Zhuo is wrong behind her back, she will scold them bloody every minute.

In this world, it was the first time that Fang Zhuo grew old with a big boss.

It wasn't until Fang Zhuo closed his eyes that the plot line of the boss was completely lit up.

"It's a fucking coincidence."

Fang Zhuo anxiously walked up and down in the transfer station, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that there was something wrong.

That little tip hadn't turned on for decades, but it turned on just a second before he died.

The strangest thing is the system, [-] days and nights, unshakeable, every day I have to contact the upstream system countless times, and none of them succeed.

It felt bad, and made both him and the system feel like a deserted island.

Fang Zhuo hugged the chicken cub and rubbed it wildly, and asked the system, "Are you still not in touch?"

The system says no.

It was silent and said, "Let's continue with the task first."

The decades they spent in the small world were nothing more than a small gap in the real world where the upstream system existed.

Maybe it's a communication failure, and the other end hasn't been repaired, or maybe the upstream system is doing something else, and it didn't hear its call.

Fang Zhuo was quite obedient, "Let's go."

The system let out a "huh", took away his feelings, and then sent him to the next world.

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"Why is there no sound in the room at all, nothing will happen."

"Although Lei Jie is domineering, his junior brother has a deep foundation, so he shouldn't be able to hurt his vitality."

"That's not necessarily the case, Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, that's not a joke, I have to find some pills quickly."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of hurried running sounded outside the door.

On the couch inside the door, the young man sat up clutching his chest, and was taken aback when he saw the person in the bronze mirror opposite.

The man was disheveled and ragged. He lowered his head and smelled it, and there was a strange stench on his body.

Fang Zhuo frowned in disgust, this No. 1 beauty must be irritated, she is almost a little beggar on the street.

He tried to stand up on his knees, but he couldn't stand up, his muscles and bones all over his body felt like needles, the most painful thing was his heart, just taking a light breath made him break out in a cold sweat.

It's over, let's not talk about whether it is beautiful or not, at least it is a sick child.

Hold.