[Comprehensive Quick Pass] Reverse the ending

? The young man opened his mouth cautiously, looking at Nue's expression. He always wanted his brother to have a different taste, so the pain was not unbearable.

Somewhere in my heart seemed to have softened.Nue remained silent, the mist that accompanied him wrapped around the young man's hand, the red color began to fade, but the smell of agarwood became stronger and stronger, Nue could only hold back as much as he could, not lowering his head to smell it.

So he let go of his hands, turned around as if evading, caught the broken words and broken pastries on the ground with panicked eyes, squatted down, picked out the parts that were not so crumbly, wiped the dust with his sleeve hastily, and directly stuff it in your mouth.

There is only one thought in my heart, the gift of burning life and soul of a young man cannot be wasted.It seemed that he regretted overturning the plate on impulse, and Nue, who never knew what regret and guilt were, felt a little sour in his heart.

The pastries smoked with the scent of agarwood seemed to have the unique magical power of a young man, making him squint his eyes and enjoy it very much.

But the young man panicked, ignoring the wound on his hand that hadn't fully healed, pulling him up, avoiding his eyes, barely daring to look at him, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "I'm sorry, brother, I will never do this again. Done, you, please don’t humiliate yourself like this—”

How silly.In this way, if you leave your sight, even for a day, it will not be reassuring.Nue sighed, and helped the young man who was about to cry to sit back on the couch, his eyes were dark and sharp.

It's time to find some strength for Xiu Yi to protect himself.

[The space-time coordinate positioning is completed, the world: monster cat, host identity: a monster named Lan Naidai, time point: before the start of the plot. ]

[Main task: Survive until Ye’s identity is revealed, no reward, failure penalty: obliteration; side task: become a companion recognized by the drug seller, reward: frivolous mask, failure penalty: none. ]

How could a pure white soul be created by a monster of lies?Xiuyi was laughing, a cold, empty smile.The real name is the little kindness left.

Liuli and the son-in-law

When the water sinks and lies down, it burns, and the fragrance and wine do not disappear. *

Incense over fire.

The dark, unremarkable incense material lay on the silver sheet, slowly turning red, with a few traces of ash falling down.

The jade white and mahogany form an interesting contrast. The plain hand holds the incense burner, and the other hand gently collects the fragrance.Inhaling the first ray of aroma drunkenly, the light and misty smoke seems to have become conscious, swirling in the air.

The smoke blinds the eyes, and the glass is covered with tulle.The beautiful and delicate woman is aware that she is intoxicated by it, and she doesn't even want to leave the fragrance.In a panic, he tried to put the incense burner back on the low table, but he couldn't move too much because of the water sleeves.

At this moment, the fancy clothes have become a joke, which can only increase the trouble.The extravagant style in a room all comes from that ordinary incense burner.

Raising her hand, she motioned for the maid to tidy up her skirt.Let go of the incense, and she becomes the princess of the incense family again, cold and unattainable.As soon as she showed some intention of getting up, the maid stretched out her hand to help, but she was thrown away fiercely--the thought of her appearance just now was caught in the eyes, and the unhappiness in her heart welled up.

Gently lifted the hem of the clothes, stood up by himself, and moved lightly with lotus steps.There was still a seductive aftertaste in the incense room, her cheeks flushed a little, Liuli Ji carefully put the agarwood on the side into the incense box, her eyes were full of tenderness.

This fragrance is worthy of the name of Lannaidai.

Driven by some unknown reason, the woman who had intended to leave suddenly turned around, and the maid was at a loss for what to do.She quickly went back to the incense stand, and picked up the dustless jade box, which had a warm color due to being touched often.

Not really beautiful, the half of agarwood that was cut off from the middle lay there quietly, gloomy.The uneven cross-section is like countless sharp claws stretching out, trying to drag people's souls, but Liu Liji is scrambling for this danger.

The obsessed eyes lingered on the incense wood for a long time.

"Pa-ta." The lid of the box was closed, and something came out of the dark incense box.

"Ne, it hurts a lot." The young man stretched out his arm, which was as white as jade, and there was a tear in his words.The horrific wound was deep, but it didn't leave any blood, making the boy look even more unreal.

"I'm sorry, just bear with it a little bit, it'll be fine." The tall man lightly brushed the wound on the boy's forearm, and felt a slight tremor under his palm, and the boy's suppressed cry of pain was heard next to his ear.His eyes were dark and unfathomable.

On the boy's kimono, the ink color was deep, and the chaotic dark patterns concealed murderous intentions.The faint incense around the tip of the nose is exactly the same as that of agarwood.

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"You want Todaiji Temple?"

"Whoever wins the Todai Temple wins the world, I want this incense." The courtier made no secret of his ambition, staring at the jade box on the low table, refusing to let go.

"I only want to see this incense, and I will have no regrets in my life." After hearing the news, the disciples of Xiang Dao almost stepped through the threshold.Lannaidai is the pinnacle of incense, the highest pursuit.

"I have heard for a long time that Dongdai Temple is extraordinary." The romantic Confucian scholar waved his folding fan, thinking that he was incomparably handsome, and his eyes only followed Liuli Ji.

"Then, please come with me." The maid turned out from the inner room, softly repeated what she would say to every visitor, and led them into the corridor unhurriedly.The door at the end was ajar, and the darkness inside was like the whisper of a demon.

The young man is used to seeing all kinds of people, he is nothing more than a poor chasing after Chen Xiang Todaiji.He picked up the porcelain cup on the table, took a sip of the tasteless tea, raised his eyebrows and looked at the person in front of him who was speechless.

"Do you want Todaiji Temple?" The end of the sentence raised slightly, like a feather, scratching the hearts of everyone present.How could there be such a beautiful person?Like a fairy or a demon, high and indifferent, mixed with seductiveness and bewitchment.

The three of them just stood there in a daze, unable to speak a word.

"Hey, do you want Todai Temple?" The young man seemed to be impatient, he raised his hand, and poured the cold tea on the face of the Confucian scholar closest to him, the tea stems were tangled in his hair, it was ridiculous.So he laughed like this, and the crisp laughter was full of sarcasm and pleasure.

The Confucian scholar, who was going to be angry, suddenly felt his ugly appearance when he saw this situation. If he could please the person in front of him, what a supreme honor it would be?The eyes of the two people around him looking at him have also changed from gloating to jealous and vicious.

The laughter stopped, the boy frowned, his eyes swept left and right, very irritable.

"It is true that I came here for Todaiji Temple, but—" Confucian scholar didn't care about the folding fan that fell to the ground, and took a step forward, just wanting to smooth the bitterness between the young man's brows.

The sword pierces the heart.Bright red drops of blood splashed onto the couch, staining the boy's clothes and face.The courtier drew out the saber which was used as a decoration, and threw it on the ground, not paying any attention to the fallen body of the Confucian scholar, just looking at the young man intently.My lord, can Xiao think of such a person?

"It should be killed." The young man frowned even tighter, helping the courtier to say the last word in his mind, but the target of this sentence was the courtier himself.

"You dirty my clothes, you deserve to be killed." As if afraid that he wouldn't understand, the boy said it clearly again, his expectant eyes turned to the disciple of Xiangdao who had not moved from the beginning to the end, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth .

Being stared at with hopeful eyes by a young man, who can refuse such a temptation?In a daze, he untied the incense box behind him and slammed the courtier on the head.One stroke, two strokes, until the plasma covered the hands, and the wounded were lifeless.

Seeing this scene, the young man was unmoved. He just looked at the dirty floor in embarrassment, as if he was worried about how to clean it.After a while, the clean and clear eyes turned to the only person standing in the room: "Thank you."

In a trance, the disciple of Xiangdao bent down to pick up the sword on the ground, and stabbed it into his chest fiercely.

The boy said: "You have worked hard, then you are useless."

Behind the white gauze screen, Liu Liji pursed her red lips and smiled ironically.

In the courtyard, the first snow has covered a thin layer, and it is completely covered with silver.White trees, white lawns, and—

White, lined with stone monuments.

The ghost was howling, but the boy's sickly face gradually became a little angry.

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Di Xiaolu flows Liuliji, and occasionally obtains agarwood from Todai Temple.

Whoever wins the Todaiji Temple wins the world.

Liuliji couldn't bear her family's downfall, and Di Xiaolu was lost, and after hearing the fragrance, she recruited her son-in-law.

My lady, my gentleman is good.

The four heroes came from fame, either because they wanted to be fragrant, or because they wanted to be beautiful, or because they were ambitious to have both.

In the dark inner room, the young man was reclining on the couch, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, his paleness could hardly conceal his amorous feelings.With every gesture, the arrogance and charm are vividly expressed.No matter how much rhetoric is piled up on him, he can only appear weak and weak.In front of the couch, there was a woman in a fine attire kneeling with obsessive eyes.

"Liuli, is anyone here yet?" Holding up the porcelain cup, playing with her fingertips, her black eyes squinted, she seemed to care more about the ordinary plain white porcelain than the beautiful beauty of the country.

There was no trace of arrogance in Liuliji's body anymore, she was almost as humble as the dust, and she wished to offer all her hands: "Not yet, not yet, but soon." She stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch the boy's The corner of the clothes, but withdrew his hand embarrassingly, for fear of tarnishing this person.

"Trash!" With a frown of eyebrows, the young man yelled sharply, the corners of his mouth curved without trace, and the redness of anger stained the sickly pale, not only did not have the effect of deterrence, but even more coquettish.His eyes flickered, as if he was looking for something to vent his anger,