Married into a rich and powerful family [Transmigration Book]

Ruan Jiao lacked internal strength, so he tried his best to resist for a while, and the gravel quickly broke through the defense of the fake submerged water, like a black dragon leaping in the wind, rushing toward his face.

The fake submerged water made a sharp hum, and was pushed out by overwhelming force, rushing towards Ruan Jiao, smashing him down from the sky with his sword and body, and sitting on Han Xi's chest.

Han Xi was hit so hard that his soul almost jumped out of his lungs, "Ruan, Ruan... I'm going to say my last words..."

Ruan Jiao pressed his chest, but he couldn't beat him, but Ashhan's skill was not affected at all, "Master, I'm probably going to take you to see the romantic weeds on the grave."

Han Xi, who finally got out from under Ruan Jiao's noble buttocks, suffocated again, "What does he want you to do? Just promise him!"

"He asked me to destroy the whole world." Ruan Jiao said lightly.

Han Xi was about to cry, "Where do you all come from, fair-skinned, beautiful and artist-like psychopaths!"

"No, the people in our place are just wild, romantic and crazy." Ruan Jiao weakly defended

Ash Han paced and approached slowly.

Ruan Jiao remembered that when he was young, he practiced poisonous insects invading his body, and his blood was poisoned. He wondered if his body now replicated this characteristic, and now he can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

However, Ash Han was also very aware of the fact that he was carrying poison, so he had to be caught by surprise.

Ruan Jiao thought for a while, and suddenly felt blessed, and bit his lip hard, with a trace of sweet blood in his mouth.

"My lord, have you thought about it?" Ashhan stood two steps away.

Ruan Jiao was silent, grabbed Han Xi's arm suddenly, and threw it towards the hole like a bowling ball.

Ah Shihan was quick-witted, turned around and went to catch him, Ruan Jiao took the opportunity to fly towards him.

Ash Han, who had no time to look back and forth, grabbed Han Xi who was shrunk into a ball with one hand, turned around and slapped Ruan Jiao with one palm.

The incident happened suddenly, and Ah Shihan's internal strength was late, so Ruan Jiao used half of the fake submerged water to separate him, and the next second he went straight to Ashhan's big bald ladle.

Han Xi, who was thrown on the ground and rolled around three times, opened his eyes to see the two kissing each other, forming a pair of huge kissing fish in mid-air.

Passing the blood over with his lips, Ruan Jiao was thrown into the air by Ash Han and smashed heavily on the stone wall.

A Shihan suddenly lost his sense of proportion, and he looked like a mad dog, roaring: "How do you know! How do you know me..."

Ruan Jiao slammed into the wall until he became dizzy. Seeing that he didn't have any symptoms of poisoning, and was even more alive and kicking, he murmured in his heart, the blood is non-toxic, and Ah Shihan can beat him and the young master into a yo-yo after a while.

Ah Shihan squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, and the gloomy sky outside the cave thundered, and blue lightnings fell densely on the entrance of the cave, sparks flew, and blue smoke rose everywhere.

Ruan Jiao was shocked, and reluctantly got up from the ground, just when he was at a loss——

A fiery red lightning pierced through the roof of the cave and struck directly at Ashhan. The huge thunder sounded like the roar of ancient mythical beasts, and the heaven and earth trembled.

A Shihan didn't make a sound, he was knocked down to the ground, with green smoke coming out of his head, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The "ding" teleprompter suddenly started:

[Master, congratulations!Make the opponent reach the maximum OOC. 】

"Wait, what do you mean?" Ruan Jiao was completely dumbfounded.

【Master, the maximum OOC point set by Ashhan Chuanshu is to have an intimate relationship with you. 】

Ruan Jiao choked up, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

[Master, my job is just a teleprompter, and now I'm working part-time. 】

Ruan Jiao thought for a while and said to himself: "That is to say, everyone who passes through will have an OOC death spot?"

[Yes, but you don’t have to worry, master. They are miscellaneous fish OOC, and they will be struck back to the original book by lightning only once. You are the protagonist, and your OOC is cumulative. When you reach the maximum value, you will be directly struck to death oh. 】

"Will I...will be struck by lightning like this?" Ruan Jiao was terrified.

[Miscellaneous fish has only one sky thunder, master, you are the protagonist, you have nine sky thunders, super cool! 】

Ruan Jiao almost choked to death, "Yes, I know, I'm a person with a face..."

The truth is clear, in this book Ashhan was kissed to death by him, and his death was very hardcore.

Ruan Jiao, dressed in tattered cloth, walked up to Han Xi and patted him on the head, "Master, are you still alive?"

Han Xi stared at him motionlessly, "Damn it... I'll kiss you if there's a thunder strike? You, the lone star of the devil!"

"Is this the point! Are you stupid!" Ruan Jiao was almost pissed off by him. Han Xi is a person with a very strange brain circuit. If it was someone else, he would cry and crawl to the police. How could he think about this?His two long legs are composed of brain cells!

Ruan Jiao walked to Ash Hanyuan again, stretched out his hand to test his breath and pulse, there was nothing wrong, he got up and ran for three thousand without panting.

Sure enough, just as Han Xi came over to look around, Yuan woke up.

With a dazed expression on his face, he touched his bald head, and suddenly roared, "Where's my hair——"

Ashhan adhered to the principle of shaving for a lifetime as a monk in one day, saying that if you can’t have hair, you can’t have hair. The first thing you did after passing through was to shave yourself a big bald ladle.

In the silent mountains after the snow, the sound of wailing resounded through the world...

At the end of the farce, Ruan Jiao and Han Xi quietly slipped back to the hotel with dusty faces, and the original staff were frightened and resigned to go home to recuperate.

Three days later, the crew finished the location shooting and returned to the Song Town film and television base. The Spring Festival was approaching, and the scenes of Ruan Jiao and Han Xi were coming to an end, and they were just waiting for the start of spring to shoot a few sets of summer location shots.

Ruan Jiao sat on the sidelines, looked at the rehearsal schedule, happily ticked the red cross again with a pen, and there were only a few grids filled with black characters behind, and the day of becoming the boss of Chu was just around the corner.

Han Xi, who was due to wrap up tomorrow, was just about to leave the show, and walked up behind him softly, "Ruan Jiaojiao, uh... I've been holding back for a long time, you see we're going to be separated soon, can I ask you a question?"

"Don't be disgusting, fart!" Ruan Jiao turned his head and snatched a small crispy ball from the young master who always had something to eat.

Since Han Xi came back from the Buddhist cave, he has been silent a lot, and he doesn't know what is going on in his mind.

He dragged a chair over to Ruan Jiao, "Are you... are you a god or a monster?"

Ruan Jiao choked on the rich sesame seeds on the hemp ball, and quickly drank two mouthfuls of water, "I'm your uncle!"

"Don't, tsk, just tell me, or I'll get depressed because I keep thinking about it." Han Xi swayed wildly.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kiss you?" Ruan Jiao slightly leaned over to frighten him.

Han Xi covered his mouth and backed away with the chair clattering. The shock of kissing so-and-so at the scene of the explosion has not yet receded from his mind.

"Brother Ruan, the next scene is ready." Little assistant Yaoyao ran over to Cui Chang.

Ruan Jiao looked around, and when no one was paying attention, he shamelessly blew a concealed kiss to Han Xi.

Han Xi was so frightened that his face paled. He looked up at the dazzling headlights on the ceiling of the studio, fearing that he would be smashed into popcorn by lightning.