Otherworldly Private Exclusives

A fragile man like a glass doll is lying in the middle of the classical and complicated luxury bed. The whole body below the neck is covered by the warm quilt. The extraordinaryness of this person can be seen on the perfectly carved and perfect face.

It was originally a noisy summer, but the air in the room seemed to be stilled by some strange trick, and even the softest wind noise could not be heard.Three steps to the left of the big bed, there is a purple circle of light constantly flashing—a pentagram array.Looking further away, through the antique door paper, you can see that there are several guards standing outside the exquisite wooden door.

The whole room was silent, and the people outside only dared to discuss in a low voice whether they should persuade their palace lords to be normal, even if the ancient magic said that they could use the pentagram to revive people, after all, it has been a long time ago the past.

However, at this moment, the protagonist under discussion, the man who was supposed to be dead lying quietly on the bed, actually opened his eyes miraculously as the palace master said in their mouths.

If the man lying quietly and motionless is a fragile glass doll, it is only worthy of being held in the hand and played with.Then this man with his eyes open and his mouth full of a wretched smile really deserves to be punched hard on his flawless face!

The man blinked his eyes, a golden streamer concealed in the depths of the black eyeballs.He seemed to be very puzzled by the situation in front of him, sitting up with difficulty and studying the soft silk in his hand.The beautiful eyebrows are frowning and tangled together. Are you very dissatisfied with this situation?

The voice of the guard outside was not loud, but it was enough to arouse the man's idea in this silent environment.His bright black eyes flickered, and his obscene smile was hidden in the depths like a flash in the pan.He moved his limbs and found that it was only because of the blood blockage caused by long-term inactivity that he was slightly relieved. He slowly climbed out of the big bed and gently pushed open the delicate wooden door.

The people outside were very vigilant, and the slight voice had already attracted their attention, and when they met the man's bright black eyes, Qiqi gasped and screamed strangely: "Really revived?!"

The man tilted his head, resurrected?He clearly checked the surrounding environment, rubbed his temples and recalled the last scene when he died.By the way, he was originally an unlovable schoolmaster who was cursed by thousands of people and hated by thousands of people.I remember that when he died in the dormitory, some of his roommates said they were going to buy small firecrackers to celebrate.He pulled out a wry smile, it seemed that his usual behavior was really a failure.

The man knows the difference between this place and the original world. Just looking at the gorgeous silk and fine carvings, it is definitely not comparable to the fast-paced modern life.He concealed the weird thoughts in his heart, and showed a friendly smile: "Excuse me, where is this?"

Those people were obviously confused by the man's friendly smile, their faces turned red and they dared not look directly at his face, and of course his question was not answered.And at this embarrassing moment, a petite and cute man jumped over and waved to the revived man: "Mang Jie, the palace lord sees you."

"Young Master Tong." When the guards finally regained their sanity when they saw the petite and lovely man, they couldn't help being secretly startled.No wonder their great Palace Master was willing to use the legendary method to resurrect this man.They sighed silently in their hearts, what a pity...

Mang cut?The man's eyeballs obviously lit up, and his already perfect face was even more stunningly beautiful.He didn't know who the palace master he was talking about was, but the name Mang Jie refers to him, right?It turns out that in this world he is also called Mang Jie, and the axis of fate really has an irresistible commonality.

Mang Jie followed without hesitation, since he came to this strange world anyway, life or death was up to him.The wind kept blowing against his cheeks, and the silence that was different from the 21st century made him fascinated.There are no noisy roads, no noisy crowds, and no ruined ecological environment.He couldn't believe that after he died so stupidly, God would still give him such a wonderful living environment.

"Hey, stop thinking about it, go in and talk." Tong Shao ran away as if his butt was burned, and before he left, he didn't forget to push Mang into a room that was even more gorgeous and exquisite than the one he woke up in.

Mang Jie walked inside step by step, the more he walked, the more frightened he felt.If the connoisseurs of the 21st century came to this room, they would cry and embrace every item, even if they died, they would die with them, right?

Mang Xiao, who was in a trance, didn't notice a gust of wind blowing towards him, he closed his eyes subconsciously, and let a strong pull.He complained silently: This world is too magical!

The whirring of the wind in the ear finally quieted down, and the gravity on my body seemed to disappear.

Mang Jie slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a beautiful man that made him covetously.He suppressed the wretched smile that was about to be revealed, and smiled very gently and gentlemanly, afraid that he would scare the handsome man away in the next second.

The handsome man was not very satisfied with his smile, and a trace of sternness crossed his handsome face.Before Mang Jie had time to digest what this meant, the handsome man grabbed his chin fiercely.

"Except for this face, there is really nothing to redeem." The beautiful man sprayed the venom mercilessly, seemingly disdainful of Mang Jie's performance.