Sick Viper [Quick Transmigration]
Chapter 1 Start
[That... What kind of person is Yan Changchu? ]
Among the thousands of monks, one person asked this question, like a nameless white subtitle lit up in the darkness.
[Ah, the legendary white-haired fairy?I've only seen it once from a distance, how should I put it...it's as white as snow on a mountain, and as bright as the moon among the clouds.That's probably how it feels. ]
[The killing is decisive and brilliant, and more than half of the three realms are his followers and suitors. ]
[It sounds like a rumored character. ]
[However, being too attractive is sometimes not good. It is easy to have dangerous fanatical suitors, and there are always people who want to plunder. Personally, I still hope that the best is that Xianjun is safe and sound. ]
[Speaking of paranoid and fanatical suitors, Xianjun is really hard. ]
[Speaking of this, I haven't heard any news about Xianjun recently. I heard that there is a white-eyed wolf in the demon world who is eyeing Xianjun. Is there something wrong? ]
[In this way...]
"So, is Chang Chu avoiding me?"
A strand of white hair was picked up, and the one who spoke was the incumbent demon who was labeled as the white-eyed wolf in the demon world. With this movement, he got very close to the owner of the hair in his hand.
That was an overly intimate move.
The long hair between the fingers was soaked in water and slippery, but the man's tone was greasy and cold, and the clear liquid seemed to have become viscous, trying to wrap the person airtight and unable to move.
The fairy who was approached from behind looked indifferent, and had no mood swings when he was suddenly disturbed while bathing. He just got up from the pool, and the strand of hair that was pulled up slipped away from the hands of others and fell down again. .
There was no response, and the man was not annoyed. He followed the young man out of the bath and said, "Let me do it."
The voice was soft, but there was no questioning intent in the words, and before the words finished, he had already started Yan Changchu's dressing.
The fairy with icy blue eyes lowered his eyes, watching the hands that did not belong to him move skillfully on his body, from the shoulders to the waist, from the top of the head to the end of the hair, the water droplets in the hair were all evaporated by the demon.
Then those hands landed on his neck.
Xianjun's hair is snow-white, and his skin is also snow-white. On such a white neck, the black metal around it is in sharp contrast and is extremely conspicuous.
The man's hand caressed his own work, which was extremely restrained, and he opened his mouth.
"It doesn't matter if you're avoiding me." He said, and when he touched the skin around the collar, his eyes felt like they were burning. "Anyway...anyway, you're always mine."
It looked like he was being ruthless, but also like deceiving himself.
"You are mine." As if to emphasize or persuade something, the words were repeated again.
Rubbing the young man's throat, the current master of the Demon Realm smiled again, "Ah, that's right, you are already mine."
Talking to himself like this, the appearance of worry and joy is a bit crazy.
-But……
"But..." The hand on the neck suddenly stopped, as if realizing something again.
-not enough.
"Not enough." The man who suddenly withdrew his smile lowered his eyes and murmured.
-even so……
"Even so..." The vacillating gaze trembled faintly.
— is not enough.
"It's still far from enough." As if looking for something.
Then he found it.
The Yan Changchu who looked at him coldly in front of him was like a statue made of ice and snow. His long hair was like ice and snow, his skin was like ice and snow, his pupils were like ice and snow, and even his expression and heart were like ice and snow.
White, transparent, and clear, there seems to be no sadness or joy, and it is never indifferent.
It was as if he was not a prisoner under the control of others, nor was he sealed by power, but a bystander who had nothing to do with it.
It is the nine-day cloud and moon, hanging high in the sky, unstained by dust, ruthless and desireless.
and so……
The man licked his lips, his fingertips twitched, and the hot images around his eyes had burned his throat and lungs, dry and boiling.
"Xianjun..." Mozun looked at the face that was both shockingly beautiful and cold, "Chang Chu, give me some more."
Something that can fill this uneasy void.
Whether it is the bright moon or the ice and snow, since it has fallen into your arms, you should also take a look at this billowing world of mortals and boundless longing.
It's just not enough for me to be devastated and obsessed.
So go -- pull it off.
The two of them, who were hugging each other, fell to the ground, their long hair scattered and overlapping.
The corners of those penetrating blue eyes finally turned red, and his appearance was reflected in the sparkling water, futile and paranoid, obsessed with delusion.
tick-
Tick, tick...
The dark red liquid fell into the water, and soon stained the entire pool red, and the meandering blood flowed in all directions on the smooth ground, gurgling endlessly.
"what……"
In the center of the blood-stained, cruel and beautiful scroll, the blood-soaked fairy bowed his head and made a sigh-like sound.
If we only talk about the still figure, it seems that he was sighed by some kind of touch, or he has not yet recovered from the previous situation.
But the face covered by the hair exudes a creepy atmosphere in the shadows. It is obviously the same delicate and flawless face as carved from ice, and it does not have much emotion, but it gives people a completely different feeling.
"It's really..." He opened his mouth, stretched out his hand to caress the face of the demon king who had lost his life, his tone of voice and the curvature of the corner of his mouth raised together, "It's a good expression."
The man's body was still warm, his expression had completely stayed at the second before death, and the blood was still gushing weakly from his throat, it was the most crisp and sharp sword that sealed his throat and died.
The white-haired and blue-eyed young man tilted his head slightly, as if he had just realized the truth at this moment, and suddenly said: "The devil will gushe out so much blood when his throat is scratched."
[The target person has been detected, and the host Yan Changchu has locked it. 】
A sudden sound broke the entire scene, and Yan Changchu withdrew his hand that was resting on Mozun's face.
But the inorganic voice that came from nowhere continued.
[Processing... It has been successfully bound and is about to enter the world of punishment. The host Yan Changchu will suffer from illness for life and life. This system will serve as a supervisor and answer questions for the host before the punishment begins as usual. Please ask questions. 】
The fairy with ice-blue eyes got up from the blood-stained ground. With this movement, the blood-red hair tail gradually faded away and returned to its original hair color.
The whole person seemed to be reborn from some filth.
It was obviously the culprit that caused the current scene, but instead it became the only existence that seemed out of place on the scene.
He didn't even look around for the source of the voice, he just said casually, "Punishment?"
[The host killed the current Demon Lord and caused the world to collapse, so this system was sent to punish the host. 】
"It's a joke, I can kill the ghost king and the demon lord, but why can't this demon king be able to kill him?"
[The person killed by the host is the son of the original plane. When the son of the plane is destroyed, the world immediately collapses. This is a great crime of extermination. 】
"You see, when he died, he bled so much, and the blood was bright red and warm, no different from me or anyone else."
[The person killed by the host is the son of the original plane. When the son of the plane is destroyed, the world immediately collapses. This is a great crime of extermination. 】
The existence that claimed to be a system repeated the previous answer monotonously, obviously not understanding what it meant by the so-called host.
There was no anger on the young man's face when he received such a standard reply meant to inform rather than answer.
He just flicked the long sword in his hand, and slid down with the flying blood, and said: "That is your rule, not mine."
After speaking, he probably felt dissatisfied with the sword, so he threw it away casually.
[The host killed the current Demon Lord and caused the world to collapse, so Pai...]
Just as the repeated answers before the previous moment suddenly stopped, the extremely aggressive and aggressive delicate face raised by Xianjun seemed to suddenly appear in front of him, so beautiful that it was almost frightening.
The white and slender hand with well-defined joints penetrated into the interior of the system that should not exist here in the current winding.
"Found you," he said.
The system does not have emotional programs, nor does it have pain simulation, but sound images can be scanned and recorded. It has no eyes, but it can see things, and it also has the ability to calculate and analyze.
The face was beautiful, and by definition extremely beautiful, and so were the hands, and the whole person was, at this moment, frighteningly, insanely beautiful.
Those hands began to crush and tear apart the skin and internal organs, as if a big hole had been opened.
The programs and information all started to become chaotic, and few of them were able to run smoothly. Even the basic image scanning and collection could not be stabilized. The face of the person in front of him was scratched and flickered like an old TV screen, sometimes distorted...
Sometimes distorted, the definable description is...
[That... What kind of person is Yan Changchu? ]
The clue information when retrieving the host suddenly flashed in the chaos, unexpectedly clear.
describe it as...
[Yan Changchu, he is—Zi——
"It's a monster."
The sudden words stopped everything.
Screens, sounds, programs, information... have all stabilized again, but this sentence is only obtained under the damaged function, but it cannot be accurately judged where it came from, or it is the grafting of many information in chaos.
"You came at the right time." In the nothingness after the destruction of the world, the white-haired fairy said so.
The system that detected the host's opening replied: [Yes, the host? 】
"I was still thinking that it must be very difficult to find someone like Mozun again, and this world collapsed even more. Then you came."
The redness in the corners of the young man's eyes oozes morbid pleasure, "Your world of punishment looks really interesting, then the game can continue."
"No, I can't say you..." Yan Changchu denied the words he had used a moment ago, and corrected: "You are mine now."
is a beautiful monster.
The previously unfinished analysis program came to the result at this moment, and the voice of the host came from afar.
"Let's go, system."
The author has something to say: I think I may know why some people always respond to pull out the code in this chapter. It may be because of the relationship between symbols. Let’s try to change it
--------
I stream the world view
I finally fulfilled my wish to write an assassination play in bed. I really love the type of heroine of "The Lost Lover". I have always wanted to write this kind of play since I watched the movie back then, but I have never had the opportunity, so This time I decided to start the chapter, I like this kind of femme fatale as the protagonist to control the overall situation
The original inspiration prototype of this article is Tanya + Accelerator
"Let the arrogant god be completely unemployed", and... expression guidance: Accelerator (?) is mainly the kind of "I don't agree"
There is also the "Juelongling" "I am the only one who dares to go against the sky and point at the gods"
Although the final shape may be a pleasure to commit...
The main reason is that I want to try different directions in the elements of system and captivity. When encountering this kind of oppressive system, don’t go a long way to fight back. How about counterattacking successfully when you encounter it?Paranoia and sickness are also the same. Although I like Xiaoheiwu imprisoned and sick play, it doesn't mean that the protagonist must be completely at a disadvantage. The imprisoned person can be sick, but can't the imprisoned be even more sick?Come on and compare who is more perverted
Finally, Two-dimensional is Two-dimensional, three-dimensional is three-dimensional, fiction is fiction, and reality is reality. This article does not encourage any illegal crimes and moral degeneration, and do not take the plots in the article seriously or imitate them. This article is only for entertainment
Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~
雾雨魔理沙扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2020-06-2500:30:25
雾雨魔理沙扔了1个手榴弹投掷时间:2020-06-2500:30:36
雾雨魔理沙扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2020-06-2500:30:45
读者“泡芙”,灌溉营养液+12019-12-1818:17:24
读者“糕点”,灌溉营养液+12019-12-1407:06:42
读者“雾雨魔理沙”,灌溉营养液+202020-06-2500:29:22
读者“学习中,勿扰”,灌溉营养液+12020-05-1206:54:22
读者“平平无奇的路人读者”,灌溉营养液+52020-03-0500:57:59
读者“绷带精”,灌溉营养液+12020-02-2322:58:35
Among the thousands of monks, one person asked this question, like a nameless white subtitle lit up in the darkness.
[Ah, the legendary white-haired fairy?I've only seen it once from a distance, how should I put it...it's as white as snow on a mountain, and as bright as the moon among the clouds.That's probably how it feels. ]
[The killing is decisive and brilliant, and more than half of the three realms are his followers and suitors. ]
[It sounds like a rumored character. ]
[However, being too attractive is sometimes not good. It is easy to have dangerous fanatical suitors, and there are always people who want to plunder. Personally, I still hope that the best is that Xianjun is safe and sound. ]
[Speaking of paranoid and fanatical suitors, Xianjun is really hard. ]
[Speaking of this, I haven't heard any news about Xianjun recently. I heard that there is a white-eyed wolf in the demon world who is eyeing Xianjun. Is there something wrong? ]
[In this way...]
"So, is Chang Chu avoiding me?"
A strand of white hair was picked up, and the one who spoke was the incumbent demon who was labeled as the white-eyed wolf in the demon world. With this movement, he got very close to the owner of the hair in his hand.
That was an overly intimate move.
The long hair between the fingers was soaked in water and slippery, but the man's tone was greasy and cold, and the clear liquid seemed to have become viscous, trying to wrap the person airtight and unable to move.
The fairy who was approached from behind looked indifferent, and had no mood swings when he was suddenly disturbed while bathing. He just got up from the pool, and the strand of hair that was pulled up slipped away from the hands of others and fell down again. .
There was no response, and the man was not annoyed. He followed the young man out of the bath and said, "Let me do it."
The voice was soft, but there was no questioning intent in the words, and before the words finished, he had already started Yan Changchu's dressing.
The fairy with icy blue eyes lowered his eyes, watching the hands that did not belong to him move skillfully on his body, from the shoulders to the waist, from the top of the head to the end of the hair, the water droplets in the hair were all evaporated by the demon.
Then those hands landed on his neck.
Xianjun's hair is snow-white, and his skin is also snow-white. On such a white neck, the black metal around it is in sharp contrast and is extremely conspicuous.
The man's hand caressed his own work, which was extremely restrained, and he opened his mouth.
"It doesn't matter if you're avoiding me." He said, and when he touched the skin around the collar, his eyes felt like they were burning. "Anyway...anyway, you're always mine."
It looked like he was being ruthless, but also like deceiving himself.
"You are mine." As if to emphasize or persuade something, the words were repeated again.
Rubbing the young man's throat, the current master of the Demon Realm smiled again, "Ah, that's right, you are already mine."
Talking to himself like this, the appearance of worry and joy is a bit crazy.
-But……
"But..." The hand on the neck suddenly stopped, as if realizing something again.
-not enough.
"Not enough." The man who suddenly withdrew his smile lowered his eyes and murmured.
-even so……
"Even so..." The vacillating gaze trembled faintly.
— is not enough.
"It's still far from enough." As if looking for something.
Then he found it.
The Yan Changchu who looked at him coldly in front of him was like a statue made of ice and snow. His long hair was like ice and snow, his skin was like ice and snow, his pupils were like ice and snow, and even his expression and heart were like ice and snow.
White, transparent, and clear, there seems to be no sadness or joy, and it is never indifferent.
It was as if he was not a prisoner under the control of others, nor was he sealed by power, but a bystander who had nothing to do with it.
It is the nine-day cloud and moon, hanging high in the sky, unstained by dust, ruthless and desireless.
and so……
The man licked his lips, his fingertips twitched, and the hot images around his eyes had burned his throat and lungs, dry and boiling.
"Xianjun..." Mozun looked at the face that was both shockingly beautiful and cold, "Chang Chu, give me some more."
Something that can fill this uneasy void.
Whether it is the bright moon or the ice and snow, since it has fallen into your arms, you should also take a look at this billowing world of mortals and boundless longing.
It's just not enough for me to be devastated and obsessed.
So go -- pull it off.
The two of them, who were hugging each other, fell to the ground, their long hair scattered and overlapping.
The corners of those penetrating blue eyes finally turned red, and his appearance was reflected in the sparkling water, futile and paranoid, obsessed with delusion.
tick-
Tick, tick...
The dark red liquid fell into the water, and soon stained the entire pool red, and the meandering blood flowed in all directions on the smooth ground, gurgling endlessly.
"what……"
In the center of the blood-stained, cruel and beautiful scroll, the blood-soaked fairy bowed his head and made a sigh-like sound.
If we only talk about the still figure, it seems that he was sighed by some kind of touch, or he has not yet recovered from the previous situation.
But the face covered by the hair exudes a creepy atmosphere in the shadows. It is obviously the same delicate and flawless face as carved from ice, and it does not have much emotion, but it gives people a completely different feeling.
"It's really..." He opened his mouth, stretched out his hand to caress the face of the demon king who had lost his life, his tone of voice and the curvature of the corner of his mouth raised together, "It's a good expression."
The man's body was still warm, his expression had completely stayed at the second before death, and the blood was still gushing weakly from his throat, it was the most crisp and sharp sword that sealed his throat and died.
The white-haired and blue-eyed young man tilted his head slightly, as if he had just realized the truth at this moment, and suddenly said: "The devil will gushe out so much blood when his throat is scratched."
[The target person has been detected, and the host Yan Changchu has locked it. 】
A sudden sound broke the entire scene, and Yan Changchu withdrew his hand that was resting on Mozun's face.
But the inorganic voice that came from nowhere continued.
[Processing... It has been successfully bound and is about to enter the world of punishment. The host Yan Changchu will suffer from illness for life and life. This system will serve as a supervisor and answer questions for the host before the punishment begins as usual. Please ask questions. 】
The fairy with ice-blue eyes got up from the blood-stained ground. With this movement, the blood-red hair tail gradually faded away and returned to its original hair color.
The whole person seemed to be reborn from some filth.
It was obviously the culprit that caused the current scene, but instead it became the only existence that seemed out of place on the scene.
He didn't even look around for the source of the voice, he just said casually, "Punishment?"
[The host killed the current Demon Lord and caused the world to collapse, so this system was sent to punish the host. 】
"It's a joke, I can kill the ghost king and the demon lord, but why can't this demon king be able to kill him?"
[The person killed by the host is the son of the original plane. When the son of the plane is destroyed, the world immediately collapses. This is a great crime of extermination. 】
"You see, when he died, he bled so much, and the blood was bright red and warm, no different from me or anyone else."
[The person killed by the host is the son of the original plane. When the son of the plane is destroyed, the world immediately collapses. This is a great crime of extermination. 】
The existence that claimed to be a system repeated the previous answer monotonously, obviously not understanding what it meant by the so-called host.
There was no anger on the young man's face when he received such a standard reply meant to inform rather than answer.
He just flicked the long sword in his hand, and slid down with the flying blood, and said: "That is your rule, not mine."
After speaking, he probably felt dissatisfied with the sword, so he threw it away casually.
[The host killed the current Demon Lord and caused the world to collapse, so Pai...]
Just as the repeated answers before the previous moment suddenly stopped, the extremely aggressive and aggressive delicate face raised by Xianjun seemed to suddenly appear in front of him, so beautiful that it was almost frightening.
The white and slender hand with well-defined joints penetrated into the interior of the system that should not exist here in the current winding.
"Found you," he said.
The system does not have emotional programs, nor does it have pain simulation, but sound images can be scanned and recorded. It has no eyes, but it can see things, and it also has the ability to calculate and analyze.
The face was beautiful, and by definition extremely beautiful, and so were the hands, and the whole person was, at this moment, frighteningly, insanely beautiful.
Those hands began to crush and tear apart the skin and internal organs, as if a big hole had been opened.
The programs and information all started to become chaotic, and few of them were able to run smoothly. Even the basic image scanning and collection could not be stabilized. The face of the person in front of him was scratched and flickered like an old TV screen, sometimes distorted...
Sometimes distorted, the definable description is...
[That... What kind of person is Yan Changchu? ]
The clue information when retrieving the host suddenly flashed in the chaos, unexpectedly clear.
describe it as...
[Yan Changchu, he is—Zi——
"It's a monster."
The sudden words stopped everything.
Screens, sounds, programs, information... have all stabilized again, but this sentence is only obtained under the damaged function, but it cannot be accurately judged where it came from, or it is the grafting of many information in chaos.
"You came at the right time." In the nothingness after the destruction of the world, the white-haired fairy said so.
The system that detected the host's opening replied: [Yes, the host? 】
"I was still thinking that it must be very difficult to find someone like Mozun again, and this world collapsed even more. Then you came."
The redness in the corners of the young man's eyes oozes morbid pleasure, "Your world of punishment looks really interesting, then the game can continue."
"No, I can't say you..." Yan Changchu denied the words he had used a moment ago, and corrected: "You are mine now."
is a beautiful monster.
The previously unfinished analysis program came to the result at this moment, and the voice of the host came from afar.
"Let's go, system."
The author has something to say: I think I may know why some people always respond to pull out the code in this chapter. It may be because of the relationship between symbols. Let’s try to change it
--------
I stream the world view
I finally fulfilled my wish to write an assassination play in bed. I really love the type of heroine of "The Lost Lover". I have always wanted to write this kind of play since I watched the movie back then, but I have never had the opportunity, so This time I decided to start the chapter, I like this kind of femme fatale as the protagonist to control the overall situation
The original inspiration prototype of this article is Tanya + Accelerator
"Let the arrogant god be completely unemployed", and... expression guidance: Accelerator (?) is mainly the kind of "I don't agree"
There is also the "Juelongling" "I am the only one who dares to go against the sky and point at the gods"
Although the final shape may be a pleasure to commit...
The main reason is that I want to try different directions in the elements of system and captivity. When encountering this kind of oppressive system, don’t go a long way to fight back. How about counterattacking successfully when you encounter it?Paranoia and sickness are also the same. Although I like Xiaoheiwu imprisoned and sick play, it doesn't mean that the protagonist must be completely at a disadvantage. The imprisoned person can be sick, but can't the imprisoned be even more sick?Come on and compare who is more perverted
Finally, Two-dimensional is Two-dimensional, three-dimensional is three-dimensional, fiction is fiction, and reality is reality. This article does not encourage any illegal crimes and moral degeneration, and do not take the plots in the article seriously or imitate them. This article is only for entertainment
Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~
雾雨魔理沙扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2020-06-2500:30:25
雾雨魔理沙扔了1个手榴弹投掷时间:2020-06-2500:30:36
雾雨魔理沙扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2020-06-2500:30:45
读者“泡芙”,灌溉营养液+12019-12-1818:17:24
读者“糕点”,灌溉营养液+12019-12-1407:06:42
读者“雾雨魔理沙”,灌溉营养液+202020-06-2500:29:22
读者“学习中,勿扰”,灌溉营养液+12020-05-1206:54:22
读者“平平无奇的路人读者”,灌溉营养液+52020-03-0500:57:59
读者“绷带精”,灌溉营养液+12020-02-2322:58:35
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