【Quick time travel】Push out the old attack every day

Su Ye asked: "What does this mean?"

When he first took over the task, he still had a lot of things he didn't understand. For example, the system should have informed a little about the plot, but until now, the system has not only made no indication, but has been making trouble secretly.

Not to mention whether the system did it on purpose a few times just now, but Su Ye had to be vigilant when provoking this matter, so as not to be foolishly sold by the system and not know.

[Literally, in short, I would like to advise the host, don't trust the male partner's words easily. 】After the system reminded this sentence, it fell silent before speaking. Su Ye kept silent for a long time.

Seeing that the system didn't want to say more, Su Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and decided to listen carefully to the system's words in the future.

Half-truths and half-false words, I heard a lot in the last life in the last days, but I can tell them apart to some extent.

The corner of Su Ye's mouth ticked, suppressing the disgust in his heart, and devoted himself to the task.

"My lord, do you want to continue?" Lan You stepped forward and asked, his eyes touched the unsuspecting eyes around him, he lowered his head, hiding the scarlet eyes, and waited for the lord's decision.

"No need." Being able to meet the male supporting Sanskrit voice is the biggest gain of this trip.

As for disowning the decent hypocrite, Jun Yu has long since lost his mind, so he might as well go back and make a good plan so that the two can meet quickly so that they can complete this mission.

Finally, across the sea of ​​people, Jun Yu took a deep look at Sanskrit, seeing anger in his eyes, and said happily, "Let's go."

"Yes, my lord." Zhu Jun and others quickly moved out of the way, letting Jun Yu walk to the sedan chair first.

Seeing that the demon leader was about to leave, everyone sneered and said a few mean words. It was nothing more than that people from any demon sect were talking like idiots.

Jun Yu stopped walking, and swept the pink robe fiercely towards the audience, and there were several screams in an instant.

The men who yelled the loudest covered their bleeding eyes, and fell to the ground howling and rolling in pain.

"How can this righteous sect tolerate you being presumptuous here!"

Hu Banshan yelled, and suddenly his right eyelid twitched wildly. Before he could get used to it, a peach blossom petal flew towards him, and he hurriedly dodged it, but he was still a step behind.

There was a cut on the left cheek, and the blood couldn't stop, and it flowed all over the left half of his face.

"you!"

Hu Yishan stretched out his hand to support his crumbling father, and seeing the handsome man in plain clothes laughing wildly beside Jun Yu, he froze for a moment, and then said in a cold voice: "Senior is so presumptuous, do you really think that no one is decent?"

But Jun Yu was not fooled by him, knowing that Hu Yishan was trying to make trouble, he just ignored him, turned around and got on the bridal sedan chair.

Mei Lan Zhuju and the others hurriedly followed, Lan You saw Hu Yishan's face turn green and turn pale, and scolded mockingly: "What a shame."

This voice Lan You said deliberately with internal strength, so that everyone present could hear it clearly, and Hu Yishan's face on the high platform was even more livid.

"Mr. Zhu, pick some peach blossoms here." Back at the Hundred Flowers Sect, Jun Yu called to Mr. Zhu and gave instructions.

"Yes, my lord." Mr. Zhu obediently went down to deal with it, but before leaving, he hesitated, "Now is not the time for peach blossoms to bloom, do you want to pick other flowers to replace it?"

This Junyu really forgot that peach blossoms bloom in March, and it is still a long time before March. After thinking about it, he decided to cut the pain and ask him to bring a few pots of the peach blossom wine under the tree that he was reluctant to drink.

Sanskrit, Sanskrit, you see, for you and the hero, I have paid a few pots of peach blossom wine, you can give me a sigh of relief.

Mr. Zhu quickly agreed to leave, and there was no one around. Su Ye took off his shoes and lay on the bed, staring at the bed curtain above him in a daze. Are all people real people?"

The system didn't answer, but Su Ye didn't expect anyone to respond to him, and continued: "Why does it feel so real? If the painting style is inconsistent, I might still treat it as a listener, but now, after going through a martial arts The conference made me feel that all this is so real."

[The host does not need to think too much, complete the task well, and strive for the realization of the wish as soon as possible. 】

Su Ye turned over, faced the wall in a daze, and murmured, "A wish? It seems that there is nothing urgently needed."

The system looked at the sleeping host with complicated eyes, and helped him tuck the quilt up helplessly. As soon as he got closer, he only listened to his tone and begged: "Don't go... Leng Aotian..."

Hearing the clear name from the host's mouth, the system was obviously taken aback.

It has never been heard that people who have used the Dream Ball can recall the extracted memories in their dreams.

But what he heard just now made the system unable to recognize that he wanted to refute this rumor.

Zhenshi Temple, in a squatter room, a monk sat on a futon and chanted scriptures, the moonlight scattered on his back, dragging a long shadow, and then the shadow trembled suddenly, his shoulders kept trembling.

Sanskrit stretched out his hand to press the left atrium, meditated again and recited the Qingxin mantra silently. The jerky and difficult but extremely pleasant words were read from Sanskrit's mouth, but before half a cup of tea, the recitation was choked again, and there was no sound at all.

As long as you close your eyes, Junyu's face during the day will always be remembered, no matter which moment, whether it is frowning, or contemplation, or the astonished expression when he was pushed down by himself, he will remember it clearly.

The sandalwood Buddha bead in the right hand was firmly held, and several winding cracks appeared on the smooth surface, revealing the inexplicable entanglement in the owner's heart.

"Who's there!"

Outside the door, there was the sound of heavy footsteps. Sanskrit pushed the door open a few steps, and when he saw the person standing outside the door, his eyes instantly expanded several times.

"Master Sanskrit."

Jun Yu changed her attire, but it was still a pink gown, but there were a few crisp pink peach blossoms embroidered on the corners.

He carried a few jugs of wine, walked into the hut, put down the peach blossom wine and looked around, and found that the room was decorated in an elegant and simple way, which was in line with the status of a Buddhist monk who was ascetic.

"Amitabha."

Sanskrit suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and seeing Junyu finished viewing the furnishings in the room, he nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad."

Complicated eyes appeared, Sanskrit clasped his hands together, and asked in a low voice: "I don't know what is the important matter for the late-night visit of the Hundred Flowers Sect Master?"

"Can't I come to you if I have nothing?" At the end, the tone was slightly adjusted, as if flirting with someone.

Junyu sat on the low bed that Sanskrit used to meditate, casually walked in, and could smell the strong sandalwood fragrance from the tip of his nose.

He lifted the pillow and put it on his face to smell it carefully. After a long time, he smiled and said, "Can you give me this pillow? It smells so good."

Thinking of the soft pillow that he rested on on weekdays, now being pinched by this man, Fanyin's ears turned red as if on fire, all the way to his heart, and then the veins led to his limbs.

Half a day passed, and before the Sanskrit could respond, Jun Yu let go of the pillow boredly and sat up.

Feeling thirsty in his mouth, he wanted to take out the wine in his bosom to take a few sips, but unexpectedly the jug was hidden deep, and the more he scoured, the more he went down.

Jun Yu impatiently opened his girdle and wanted to take out the jug, but was stopped by an angry voice: "What do you want to do!"