The Vicious Villain is Beauty and the Strong [Quick Transmigration]

With a pale face, He Qing smiled weakly, "I am the young master of the Sun Moon Sect, and I should do all of this."

"Young master! The leader treats you so well, yet you are still obsessed with it!"

"You leave here first, it's too dangerous here." He Qing stared at the maid, with a flash of unbearable eyes, "If your father finds out, you will be in danger."

"No," the maid picked up the belt on the ground and tied it for He Qing, "I left a substitute in the church, and I killed the maid, so no one will find me."

"You..." He Qing felt guilty, he didn't know who the person in front of him was, if it was the original body, he could tell it by just listening to the voice, but He Qing couldn't.

"Can you let me see your face?" He Qing's crystal eyes flickered, his voice faltered, and his body trembled, "If it doesn't work, forget it."

The maid looked at He Qing seriously.

He Qing's figure is so big, he won't be discovered by him, right?

"I stayed here alone last night. I couldn't go back. I thought it would be good to meet someone I know. Now that you're here, I have more wishful dreams." The more He Qing said, the more helpless he became, and the corners of his mouth were pressed down.

The rough hand held He Qing's wrist, and He Qing was obviously surprised for a moment, then the maid led He Qing, and slowly placed it on her face.

Where the finger slid, the appearance of a man appeared.

There was a long scar on the man's face, which directly occupied the left half of his face, and the appearance on the right was considered handsome.

He Qing's fingertips paused, his eyes wandered, and he didn't look at the man, "Ah Chou, it's good to see you."

"Young Master." A Chou quickly recovered the disguise on his face, "Come with me!"

"I won't go," He Qing withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, and got some distance from Ah Chou, "You go quickly! Don't get into danger for me."

"Ah Chou, I'm not worth it." He Qing's nails pierced into the palm of his hand, clasped it, and held back a line of tears, "My adoptive father has raised me for so many years, if this task is not completed, I will have no face to go back to the Sun Moon School .”

"Young master, but the leader!" Ah Chou hesitated to speak, and finally held back his words.

"My adoptive father is so kind to me, I have to find the secret book of martial arts." After He Qing said, the Gu worm on the back of his hand squirmed his body slightly.

He Qing cried out in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Ah Chou took He Qing's hand and squeezed his palm tightly, "Young master, I'll help you find it! You have no martial arts, and you are so kind. I really don't understand why the leader would put such a dangerous The mission is entrusted to you!"

He Qing secretly showed a tricky smile.

There is no way, He Qing has to do it even if it is a small movement, otherwise it will be OOC.

"No, it's too dangerous..."

Slight footsteps from far to near.

someone is coming.

He Qing didn't change his face, pretending to be ignorant.

Ah Chou's face changed, and he let go of He Qing's hand, "Young Master, someone is here."

He Qing stared in shock, and lost his voice: "Someone is here?"

Immediately, his face became a little more lonely and unbearable, "I can't hear anything."

"Young master, it's not your fault, it's the leader who doesn't let you practice martial arts!"

"Xiao Zi, are you inside?" The childish voice sounded outside the door.

Ah Chou changed his state in an instant, his figure was like a girl, with a shy and romantic expression on his face, "Young master, I am here!"

A chubby little body stepped into the threshold, swaying, and a fat white head poked in, "Xiao Zi, why are you here? Why don't you come and play with me?"

The child's appearance was three points similar to the rune stone, and his bright round eyes raised up, looking at He Qing with a bit of hostility, "Who is he?"

"This is a guest from the house." Ah Chou walked over and picked up the child, "Why did you get up so early today, little master?"

"I'm full of sleep." The child looked at Ah Chou with dissatisfaction, and glared at him reproachfully, "It's you, why don't you stay with me?"

"The servant has something to do."

A Chou played the role of a girl, looking decent, even He Qing couldn't connect the A Chou just now with the current Xiao Zi.

"Is there anything more important than me?" The child crossed his chest, leaned back a little, and glanced at He Qing angrily, "Is that him?"

"Even if you are a guest of the house, but want to rob Xiao Zi from me, I will still beg my brother to kick you out!"

This little kid is quite protective of food.

But the real Xiao Zi is dead.

It is common for people from the Devil's Cult to kill people, and Ah Chou killed Xiao Zi, so he can play the role of a dead person with peace of mind.

He Qing hid his complicated emotions, pulled up his coat, stepped on the smooth floor, and opened the window.

It was very deserted outside the door, and there were uneven layers of weeds growing in the yard, which looked a bit dilapidated. He Qing shivered and stood a little further away from the window.

The child hugged Ah Chou's neck, and said in a childlike voice: "Xiao Zi, he is so strange, it is so cold, but he still wants to stand by the window."

Ah Chou was silent for a moment, his eyes crossed the top of the child's head, and locked on He Qing's body, that fragile and gentle figure, when he spoke again, his voice was more natural and gentle, "He likes light."

The child suddenly started crying, hugging Ah Chou's neck and crying loudly, "Xiao Zi, I'm so cold, can you tell him to close the window!"

He Qing looked back and smiled, seeing the tangled face on Ah Chou's face and the child's bare feet.

It turned out that he had thrown off his shoes just now, and now his feet were red with cold.

He Qing turned around, looked out of the window obsessively, put his hands on the edge of the window, and closed the window stiffly.

"Sir..." Ah Chou approached He Qing, and after noticing the emptiness in He Qing's eyes, his heart sank violently, "The maidservant retreated first."

"Let's go." A subtle sigh came slowly from behind Ah Chou.

Ah Chou stopped by the door frame, pressed the child's head, he turned around, and said word by word: "I will do whatever I promise you."

After all, he left in a hurry without leaving He Qing any chance to speak.

He Qing stood quietly, a smile gradually appeared on his bloodless face.

Damn it, when the villain is addicted and everyone is gone, he can't help but smile evilly.

He Qing pressed his finger to the corner of his mouth with a look of disgust, and suppressed that smile.

[The player's acting skills are getting better and better. 】The sound of electric current accompanied by the sound of machinery sounded in He Qing's mind.

He Qing: I think you are right.

[This mission should be successfully completed. If the player gets an A+, then all debts can be offset!Little San doesn't have to save food and money anymore! 】Other systems follow the players to eat and drink, but it is the only one, because following He Qing, he bears huge debts every day!

Other systems are laughing at it!

Xiaosan is angry!

He Qing looked at the rows of subtitles floating in front of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

As a system, Xiaosan has quite a lot of mental activities.

He Qing: Can you pay off your 5000 debt with just one A+?

【Yes. 】

What are the requirements for an A+?

[Protagonist Gong and protagonist Shou reach he in the ending, the villain gets the punishment he deserves, and other plots proceed smoothly. 】

He Qing shook his head and sighed: I'm afraid I won't be able to reach A+ in my life.

The language system of the small system was lost, and a sentence [Ga? 】

He Qing smiled brightly at the system: I can't achieve the first one alone.

Xiaosan comforted He Qingdao, 【Players work hard, it will definitely work! 】

He Qing: No, the result of my hard work is often that one of them falls in love with me. Maybe I am born to be a bad player.

Xiaosan's heart: ...*#***#*!

He Qing ignored Xiaosan's complaints, and sat in front of the mirror to comb his hair. The bronze mirror was opposite him, reflecting his face.

This face is a little more juvenile than his original face, with more delicate nose wings and rounded arcs at the end of the eyes. He is obviously not fat, but there is some baby fat on his cheeks.

Aside from the lifelessness in his eyes, in terms of appearance alone, this looks like the young master of a rich family.

He Qing picked up a little bit of rouge, rubbed it on the center of the eyebrows, and following the memory of the original owner, He Qing picked up the silver needle and carved it bit by bit with the end of the needle.

A strange red flower bloomed between He Qing's eyebrows, He Qing smiled sweetly, and the footsteps stopped.

"My lord, you are back." He Qing raised his brows with joy, and smiled brightly at the person in the mirror.

"Well," Gu Yueyin said lightly, "How is your body?"

Gu Yueyin observed He Qing carefully, if He Qing's body did not respond, it meant that he was not the person he was looking for.

He Qing looked at Gu Yueyin dimly, "My lord, I..." He Qing paused, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "My body is not as hot as before."

"There is also a clear stream flowing through the slave's body."

He Qing blinked, the red flowers on his face looked a little delicate.

Gu Yueyin wiped it with her fingertips, "Who drew it?"

"I drew it by myself," He Qing turned her face shyly, and stepped back, "When I was young, my mother taught me."

"Well," Gu Yueyin didn't pursue it, frowned, and turned her back.

He Qing stretched his neck, raised his head and said, "My lord, are you unhappy?"

"Sir, slave gang, take off your clothes." The little hands grabbed Gu Yueyin's clothes, and pulled the clothes to the sides clumsily, "The elder sister in the previous building taught the slaves."

"Enough." Gu Yueyin swung He Qing away, "Stay away from me."

"It's so dirty."

Gu Yueyin's disgust filled her entire face, "From now on, without my permission, don't take a step closer to me."

He Qing: ...Smelly man.

"Well," He Qing hurriedly turned his hands away, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

After saying this, Gu Yueyin's complexion became worse and worse, and He Qing's face turned pale, "Slave, it's a slave."

"Slave didn't do it on purpose."

Gu Yueyin's face softened a little, she squeezed He Qing's chin, and looked at He Qing with scrutiny, "How many men have you served to survive to this day?"

He Qing gasped for a while, "No."