Every world I die young

When Xun Zheng stepped into the bamboo house, he was suddenly stimulated by the strong aroma in the bamboo house. He quickly turned his head and sneezed several times. Before he recovered, he heard a soft and sticky sound Call: "General, you are finally here."

Xun Zheng's eyes sank, who is in the room? !

Xun Zheng's spirit tensed up smoothly, but because of great joy, Xun Zheng was in a particularly relaxed state before, and suddenly became tense, which really tested his mental state.

Because of the tense height, Xun Zheng didn't realize that he was mentally exhausted at the moment. He cast his extremely sharp eyes into the half-open bamboo house, trying to find out who was talking just now.

But there was a sweet and greasy fragrance in the air, and Xun Zheng felt that his brain was paralyzed, and everything in front of him became a little distorted.

"General, why don't you come in, I have been waiting for a long time."

This voice again, who is it?

Xun Zheng was vigilant instinctively in his heart, but his body moved strangely, and he slowly stepped into the bamboo house. The simple decoration could not block his sight.

Xun Zheng saw the blurry and graceful figure behind the screen at a glance. Before seeing this graceful figure leaning on the bed, Xun Zheng's brain was barely awake, but after seeing this figure, the last thing in his mind Sanity collapsed.

With only this figure left in his eyes, Xun Zheng walked up to the screen stiffly, gently stroking the screen as thin as cicada's wings with his big hand, and a faint struggle flashed in his eyes.

Xun Zheng vaguely knew that his current state was not right, but his heart encouraged him to let himself sink.

"General..."

A timid call came, and the slightly trembling weeping sound seemed to make Xun Zheng's heart tremble.

With a thud, the fragile screen paper was torn into pieces and fell down one after another. Looking through the gap, the young man was like a timid rabbit, desperately shrinking towards the corner of the bed.

Xun Zheng felt that his mind suddenly went blank, and he had no memory of everything after that, only remembering the unimaginably smooth and tender touch under his palm.

The two got entangled.

Mo Yinglan lay peacefully on the bamboo bed. He has a systematic pain shielding. This is already the sixth mission world he has experienced, and the pain shielding has reached 60.00%.

He was a little bored thinking about it, but he didn't know if the pain shielding would become [-]% after he traveled to the tenth world, and he didn't know how many mission worlds he would travel through. In the end how to count.

I couldn't figure it out by myself, Mo Yinglan asked without hesitation: "System, do you know how pain shielding is calculated?"Will it be possible that when I travel to the tenth world, the pain shield will become [-]%, and after that?

The system silently looked at Mo Yinglan's current situation, and couldn't help complaining [Host, you are really too big. 】