[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy Game

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a light but fast walking sound from the quiet next door, Jiang Wuyuan's eyes froze, and he opened the window to look to the side.

The windows next door were wide open, but there were no oil lamps.

Someone goes in.

Jiang Wuyuan sat on the bed, stretched himself, lay down, and rubbed the pillow comfortably.

Why bother, people don't necessarily need him to go.

After a few seconds, he opened his eyes, smacked his lips and sighed, turned over, went out, and turned right.

"Apprentice, apprentice?" He slammed the door with his fingers, but there was no movement inside, Jiang Wuchen listened and pulled the doorknob, and locked it from the inside.

Suddenly there was a loud bang.

"Apprentice! You are fine..."

Jiang Wuyuan kicked his foot, rushed in, turned around abruptly before he finished speaking, covered his eyes with his hands, and muttered "Do not look at evil" in his heart, his voice stammered: "Why, I didn't mean to be a teacher, I have to see Just take a bath."

With her upper body naked, Fang Muyu leaned against the bathtub provided by Xiaoer, with her back to him, her hair almost touching the ground, her head tilted by the tub, as if she was asleep.

There was no movement for a long time, Jiang Wuyuan turned his fingers slightly apart, peeked through the gaps between his fingers, and found that Fang Muyu hadn't moved.

"Apprentice?"

Called a few times, the other party did not answer.Jiang Wuyuan put down his hands, his eyes changed suddenly, he walked over with his arms folded, bent down in front of him, stretched out his hand to caress his hair hanging outside the bucket, twisted it around his fingers a few times, and chuckled lightly.

Rolling up the sleeves, leaning into the water, and hugging the person horizontally, the naked body is like a soft fragrance in his arms, the eyebrows are picturesque and the appearance is stunning, Jiang Wuyu stared at it for a while, thinking that the original owner's aesthetics is on point , at this time, do you want to fulfill the dream of the original owner?

The idea of ​​joking was laughed off by Jiang Wuyuan. If he really did this, he might not only fall short of success, but maybe with Fang Muyu's arrogance, he might commit suicide on the spot and drag him into the water.

He hugged Fang Muyu and gently put him on the bed, put on his underwear without any distractions, covered him with the quilt, tucked in the corners of the quilt, and finally touched the young man's smooth and delicate face hesitantly.

After finishing all this, Jiang Wuyuan sat down on a chair beside him, pointed at the table with his fingers, and suddenly said:

"Young Master Liang, you can come down now."

He found out that there were other people on the roof next door. He thought Fang Muyu would take care of it himself, but unexpectedly he fell.

There was an imperceptible sound on it, and Jiang Wuresence didn't look sideways: "Why, I'm stunned, and you still want to hide? Or... do you want me to catch you personally?"

In the next second, a person appeared in front of Jiang Wuyuan.

Jiang Wuyuan looked at him.

"Oh? An old friend?" He smiled and said, "Why, what do you want me to do?"

The man was dressed in black and took off his hood, revealing a face that was more delicate and beautiful than a woman's, and raised his eyebrows in silence.Jiang Wuyuan leisurely continued to add the last few words: "Lord of the Lost Soul Valley?"

The owner of the valley was not ashamed and annoyed when he was caught, he sat down boldly, his affectionate peach blossom eyes were full of seductiveness.No one could connect this overly beautiful person in front of him with the owner of Luohun Valley who was decisive in killing and arsonating.

"It's just that I saw a new customer coming over to take a look. If you call me down so grandly, aren't you afraid of being falsely accused that you, a decent family, are connected with my murder?"

"My reputation was ruined eight years ago, so I'm still afraid of this?" Jiang Wuyuan untied the flagon from his waist and handed it to the valley owner, who took it without hesitation and took a sip.

"To be honest, you haven't been down the mountain for eight years. What happened during that time? What happened eight years ago? I don't believe that when you liked Fang Mu, that woman saved your life, and... Gu Zhu raised his eyebrows: "Don't you like men?"

"Mu Jie!" Jiang Wuyuan said in a low voice, "When did I say I like men!"

Mu Jie rolled his eyes: "Isn't it?"

This is a good friend of the original owner, and it’s not really a good friend. The two met when Jiang Wuyuan was ten years old, and Mu Jie was also ten years old at that time. The two of them were fighting for a piece of jade pendant in the market at the foot of the mountain. At that time, Jiang Wuyuan was so small and old-fashioned like a statue without emotion, but because this jade pendant had a fight with a child he had never met, Fang Mushi came to persuade the fight later, Xiao Yucai's tone became more serious A little bit aggrieved and said that this jade pendant was intended to be bought for her. In the end, the boss who always thought it was a child having a temper tantrum figured it out and took another jade pendant that was exactly the same, but neither of the two children wanted it again.

When he was a child, Mu Jie looked like a girl, exquisitely like a doll, who knew that he would grow more and more beautiful later, but his methods became more and more ruthless.

Mu Jie returned the flagon to him, and said, "Let's go, let's chat in another place." He looked at the person on the bed who was still unconscious after being drugged by him, "It's hard to go into details here."

Jiang Wuyuan agreed, took one last look at Fang Muyu, and went back to his room.

After the two left, Fang Muyu opened her eyes and sat up, gathered her underwear, pursed her lips and looked in the direction of the next door, then came to the base of the wall, sat down, and listened to the corner of the wall with a serious expression.

next door.

"I just want to ask you how you became like this." Mu Jie sat down and said.

Jiang Wuyuan poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and said in a low voice, "How about me?"

Mu Jie was taken aback, and opened his mouth. Thinking of something, his complexion was a little bad: "You remind me of someone."

Raising his eyebrows, Jiang Wuyuan was rather interested: "Huh?"

"Mr. Qingling—Fang Mushi."

Jiang Wuyuan flinched as if scalded by boiling water, the wine glass was knocked over and splattered everywhere, looking at him strangely.

Sadness, shock, injury, unbelievable, unprepared...all turned into an indescribable look, but that look was only for a moment, and it was retracted before Mu Jie could see it clearly.

"No, you're thinking too much." Jiang Wuchen turned his gaze elsewhere abruptly.

Mu Jie suddenly stood up and grabbed his collar, and he really saw the state where he had put back all his disappointment:

"Jiang Wuyuan! Can you tell me! Are you still friends! What happened to you eight years ago! You were not such a character before, why did you live like Fang Mushi! Why did you accept his younger brother as your disciple! "

Jiang Wuyuan pressed his hand with a cold face, and took it off, his pupils were pitch black, unable to reflect anything.Then Mu Jie heard those thin lips opening and closing, and said casually and ruthlessly: "What are you doing."

As soon as Mu Jie stopped, he didn't care how hurtful his words were, on the contrary, he was used to Jiang Wu's tone, but just now when Jiang Wu's hand touched him, it was cold, not the temperature that a living person should have.