[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

It's a pity that the bad luck was broken by another wave of people led by the heroine, and immediately the rumors spread unstoppably.

Of course, the innocent little pitiful did not expect that the heroine Ling Bo deliberately "ran into" him, so for a period of time after that, he was too scared to go out alone when rumors arose.

And during that time, Immortal Fusheng, who was the rightful master, suffered serious internal injuries because of breaking the precepts. After presiding over the sacrificial ceremony, he immediately announced his retreat. Five months had passed since he came out of retreat. During these five months, Poor little Huai'an was forced to commit suicide early by those fellow disciples who insulted him.

Thinking of this, Huai'an lowered his head and buried his head in his arms. The bluish-purple pinch marks on the delicate arms were particularly conspicuous on the snow-white skin. He shrank there, as if lonely and pitiful. The little beast made the heart twitch involuntarily.

Immortal Fusheng stood up, put on his clothes, and turned his back to Huai'an, with no expression on his cold face.

He tidied himself up and looked back at Huai'an: "Stay here and wait for me to come back."

Huai'an didn't respond, Immortal Fusheng closed his eyes and stopped looking at the particularly pitiful Huai'an, pursed his lips and left the room exuding a faint scent of sandalwood and musk.

If it was Huai'an in the past, he must have hated Immortal Fusheng at this moment, and naturally had a rebellious mentality towards his advice, so he left this room hesitantly.

But today's Huai'an is no longer that Huai'an, and naturally he won't die like in his previous life, so after Immortal Fusheng left, the "poor little" Huai'an immediately stretched out, rolled comfortably on the bed twice, The snow-white skin was even whiter under the light blue quilt.

"Finally gone, tsk, I'm really tired of pretending."

The system looked shocked: "My lord, were you pretending to be pitiful just now!?"

"Huh?" Huai'an hooked the corners of his lips evilly, and said with a smile, "If you don't pretend to be pitiful, how can you maintain your personality?"

"My lord, have you forgotten your cultivation level? You go directly! It was such a good opportunity just now, why didn't you kill him!?" System 101 emphasized again.

Huai'an immediately turned cold, and said mockingly: "Does this deity still need you to teach me how to do things!?"

The trembling system was suddenly as quiet as a chicken—you are the boss, you are awesome, and you have the final say.

System 101 System No. 101 can be understood. The feeling of this Lord Mozun is to use the shuttle ability of their system to have some fun. Thinking of this, System 101, System No. 101 suddenly feels a little vicissitudes, it retracts into the system space, silently I lighted a candle for myself, and then carved the words "No. 101, System 101" under the candle—I hope that when the new system takes control of this space 500 years after its death, the new system can look at the face of its predecessors and give it Burn some incense... QAQ

"Tong'er."

Hearing this, the system immediately swept away the candles that had just been placed and hid them away, and then the dog-legged Hehe asked, "What do you want to order, my lord?"

"It's okay." Huai'an lay on the bed and said lazily: "I'll sleep first, and when that woman comes, you can guarantee that the door will not be opened, understand?"

System: "...Master QAQ, I, I, I..."

"En?" Lord Mozun narrowed his eyes in displeasure.

The system was as quiet as a chicken in an instant: "Okay, okay, okay, I listen to the adults..."

The big deal is to exchange the points for an enchantment out of your own pocket... But when you think of linking your points to your salary, Mr. System suddenly feels suffocated.

This is just the first world! ! !Cry Qingqing ing.

Soon Huai An fell asleep.

This is the first time Huai'an has not spent in the darkness of the abyss. Even a simple sleep is enough to make him feel comfortable physically and mentally. , When he woke up, he realized that he had actually changed rooms.

This new room was empty and deserted, except for a wooden bed and some scattered decorations, the whole room didn't even have any curtains. Huai'an was quite surprised, then he lowered his head and found that his body was extremely refreshed, and he even changed his clothes pieces.

"Tong'er, where is this?"

The system doggedly said: "This is the mountain where Immortal Fusheng lived."

"Yo? Is this Fusheng old man planning to raise his apprentice to eat slowly?"

system:"……"

"It's interesting." Huai'an smiled mockingly, then stood up from the bed, squeezed his fists, and unbuttoned his underwear while looking down.

The system screamed a few times, and quickly opened the mosaic shield: "Master, you, you, you...?"

"Shut up, don't you feel that Fusheng is peeping?" Huai'an almost rolled his eyes, "Tsk tsk, under the same roof, I don't believe that Fusheng is not attracted to this delicate, white and tender young man!"

The system silently glanced at it and increased its favorability a little, choking it so much that its throat was almost itchy: "...My lord, maybe they just want...to save your life?"

"Hehe, what do you know?" Huai'an sneered at his face.

The system silently wiped his face: Well, as a straight boy, Ben really doesn't understand the gay guys in your gays.

Huai'an untied his belt unhurriedly, his snow-white and slender fingertips raised a corner of his clothes, slowly revealing his slightly bruised shoulders, his shoulders were round and smooth, even though there were many marks on them, they were extraordinarily delicate compact.

He raised his head, and inadvertently raised his head to reveal his delicate neck and Adam's apple, as well as the delicate and beautiful collarbone fossa. The belt gradually fell, revealing the young man's delicate and slender waist. At this moment, the peeping consciousness He retreated in a hurry as if being stabbed by something.

Huai'an hooked the corners of his lips, and said with a teasing smile: "Tsk, how dare you look down on female bosses with this little guts?"

Unaware that he was ridiculed by the young man, Immortal Fusheng let out a pale muffled grunt, and a little blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.