Sick Beauty Plays the System [Quick Transmigration]

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Although Zhou Pingshi became Wei Hanyue's cook, that's all. After the food was cooked, he consciously went back to the camp, and then he could enjoy the food comfortably with one person and one cat.

On this day, Zhou Pingshi went to the stream to fork a few perch. He scraped the scales neatly, disemboweled them, deboned them, marinated them, and roasted them over a fire until they were golden and buttery. Wei Hanyue and Xiao Ke each had one Just as he was eating, he saw a water-blue phantom that was as fast as lightning and glowing with silver light suddenly sprang out of the midair.

Zhou Pingshi drew his long sword out of its sheath immediately and dodged in front of Wei Hanyue, but the shadow stopped suddenly when it was a few centimeters away from the sword tip.

As straight as a fox, as light as a goose's feathers, its fur is as blue as Haizi on the Ten Thousand Ren Snow Field, and even shimmering with silver light, at first glance it looks like a lion covered in frost and snow.

Wei Hanyue was still holding a skewer of fish, stared at it for a while, then walked around Zhou Pingshi, squatted down slowly, and handed the wooden stick to it.

Unexpectedly, it didn't open its mouth, but squatted obediently in front of Wei Hanyue, staring at him intently and docilely with copper bell-like eyes.

"I heard that there is a mastiff named "Sea Blue Beast" among the glaciers in the far west. It has four claws like a tiger, roars like a lion, and has snow-white fur, but it turns blue in the sun. "

Wei Hanyue spoke eloquently, stretched his hand along its head and asked, "Are you a sea blue beast?"

Zhou Pingshi spoke suddenly, and said in a suspicious tone: "This is the mastiff that the king keeps."

Wei Hanyue's hand resting on the sea blue beast's head froze slightly, and then raised his long eyebrows, and said with a shrewd smile, "Really?"

-

The arbor grows cool in the night, and the moon is full in front of the chi.

Wei Hanyue was having a good dream, and the sea blue beast lay asleep outside his door, and the sound of snoring and chirping of cold gnats permeated the quiet night.

Someone was gradually approaching, but the movement was indistinguishable, even the tip of the begonia's petals were not disturbed, let alone Wei Hanyue, who was sleeping soundly.

Coming as if stepping on a cloud, only seeing the faint halo of the moon, the visitor had already landed outside the cabin, beckoning to the vigilant and open-eyed sea blue beast.

The sea blue beast stood opposite the owner, took another half step back, and shook its head with its tail touching the door.

"Clam?" The sharp eyes like a chestnut kite fell on the closed pine door, and the eyelids were slightly lowered and shrunk into a line, like the night sky between dense clouds.

A probing look.

-

Three days later.

In the study, the man stood in front of the sand table and deduced, and saw the deputy general holding a roll of sheepskin and offering it.

He casually glanced at it, then threw it into the brazier casually and said without interest: "This month's seventh recruitment letter."

"If you really want me to be an official, let someone else sit on the dragon chair."

The deputy general said again: "Your Majesty, the scouts have come to report that Sun Xinfeng has arrived at Duanyuan County, Tuanzhou."

"So fast?" The man's sword eyebrows moved slightly, "Keep an eye on it, Sun Xinfeng is not Zhao Jiulong's idiot."

"Understandable."

"Hasn't Suan Ni come back yet?"

"Not yet."

"That room..."

His voice paused, and the lieutenant general said blankly, "What?"

The man breathed out a long breath, pinched his eyebrows and said, "It's nothing."

-

The watchman knocked on his clapper and walked alone in the mountains, turning around occasionally in the bright moonlight, frightening the magpies on the branches. When he came to the hut again, the sea blue beast was still standing guard outside the door.

He has excellent hearing, but he didn't hear a single sound in the room, and for a moment he couldn't be sure whether the other party's movements were too soft, or he wasn't inside at all.

Wei Hanyue was naturally there.

He took a burnt willow branch and drew on the paper kite, and a majestic aquamarine beast with gentle and well-behaved pupils was about to emerge from a distance, and even the silver glow on the fur was fully visible.

[Reading cub, 梼杌 is outside the door. 】

【I know. 】

【Have you not seen him? 】

【It's so easy to say we'll see each other, even dogs don't care to go with him, and I don't care too much. 】

Wu Wu stood outside the door for a long time, as if he had fought a protracted fierce battle with Suan Ni, and finally said in a deep voice, "Do you want to change the master?"

Suan Ni let out a muffled "Wang" from his throat, and Wu Wu's chest rose and fell a bit more, and he scolded: "White-eyed wolf."

-

Although Wei Hanyue has icy muscles and bones, cool and sweatless, but he loves cleanliness by nature, so he must take a bath before going to bed.

When he chose the site, he set his sights on the clear and gurgling stream not far away. There are no neighbors around, and Baozhang Ridge is as warm as spring, so it is refreshing and comfortable to take a bath in the open air.

He walked out through the back door, avoiding the 梼杌 and heading towards the stream.

Autumn is high and frosty on the stream, the clouds are quiet and the moon is shining like sweeping, milky white soft satin covers the beauty's white and smooth back, and she can't see her fingers everywhere, as if the bright moonlight is especially partial, only for him to enjoy.

The long wet hair is flowing down, and the two shallow waists are full of melting and clear light, and the thin light seems to be attached to the incomparably attractive depression between the square inches, and refuses to flow down.

He is like another cold white moon between the sky and the earth.

[Meow, ah, reading cub, Wu Wu went to the river!This pervert doesn't deserve to watch you take a shower! 】

【…】

Chu Wu, who returned home with a feather in his hands, was in a state of confusion, but just wandered around, and as if by fate, he took this scene of the beauty bathing alone under the moon into his eyes.

He wanted to close his eyes almost immediately, but in the next moment, the figure was like a cold light burning on a silver candle, which was easily extinguished by a wisp of soft wind engulfing falling flowers, without even leaving a trace of warmth.

There is only a shimmering Huaxi River left in front of me, which twists and turns, erasing every trace of Wei Hanyue's existence.

But Wu Wu was still staring at the deep stream in bewilderment, as if being dragged by the mountain spirits, falling into a sweet and erotic dream.

-

Wei Hanyue landed in the house, sitting beside the charcoal basin with a blanket twisting his hair.

[Reading cub, Wu Wu has been standing by the stream. 】

【It’s okay to stand by the stream, as long as you don’t get into the water and dirty my stream. 】

[Is the cub still missing when he comes next time? 】

[Of course, but tomorrow... we will meet this 梼杌. 】

-

Looking at the mountains, valleys, hills, and plains on the sand table, Wu Wu inserted a red, white, white, yellow, and yellow flag into the sand.

Seeing that the layout was about to be completed, he suddenly dropped his palm to overthrow everything, and the small flags that were originally performing their duties fell down.

The sand table was in a mess, he silently picked up the battle report, read it while holding up the scattered flags, but most of his attention was on the battle report, and he didn't realize that the flags had already deviated from the position just now——

When he finished reading the thick stack of battle reports, Wu Wu's gaze inadvertently glanced at the sand table, but was suddenly frozen, and his muscles froze.

The red flags are evenly arranged in a straight line, like the slender and straight spine of a beautiful woman. The white flags are arranged on the left and right sides of the red flag, gradually narrowing from the width. the arc of...

He made a picture of a beauty on the sand table.

The restlessness in Zhu Wu's heart almost reached the peak, even though he never believed in ghosts and gods, he was not only shaken at this moment: Is the owner of the house a human or a demon?It caused the sea blue beast to abandon its old master, and caused him not to know the true face of Lushan Mountain... Only seeing a fleeting figure from the back, he lost his mind.

Suddenly there was a chuckle from above, and the exhalation swirled and escaped, like a withered crabapple passing over the forest.

Wu Wu suddenly looked up, and saw a person sitting lazily on the beam, most of his body was hidden in the shadow of the dead corner of his sight, only a pair of bare feet like bamboo shoots hung down, swaying lively and cheerfully like a swing, ankle bones On top is Concubine Xiang's tear-colored satin skirt, with apricot-yellow pearls hanging from the corners of the skirt, which draw beams of light like fireworks in the daytime with the swing of her feet.

Wuwu's throat tightened suddenly, as if he was tightly bound by a lute string, he borrowed the power of the desk to fly into the air, but when he landed on the beam, it was too late again.

The beam is empty, except for an ivory wrench, carved with falcon head patterns, the lines are dense but not miscellaneous, and the finish is neat, quite ancient.

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Standing outside Wei Hanyue's house, Wu Wu rubbed a wrench finger until it became warm and shiny, and when he almost made up his mind to knock on the door, the wooden door made a "squeak" sound, and then opened a thin crack.

The heartbeat was as fierce as boiling for a moment, and the tongue of fire pierced the throat and hair, but when the eyelids were raised, the hot blood was instantly splashed with sharp ice balls that gleamed with cold light.

The visitor was dressed in light armor in the army, and his features were typical of young people, with youthful and handsome features.

A little centurion is not enough to be remembered by him, but this person made a head start in the first confrontation with Zhao Jiulong, and he was impressed because of his very young age.

Zhou Pingshi prepared lunch for Wei Hanyue, he was taken aback when he saw the man standing outside, and immediately saluted, "I have seen the king before."

Zhou Pingshi was confused, and the man asked in a calm voice, "Are you familiar with the owner of this house?"

Zhou Pingshi was surprised when he heard the words, and there was a sense of thorns and piercing in his heart for no reason, so he just poked his neck and said, "Some friendship."

Zhu Wu's complexion seemed to be even uglier, and then he clenched the fingers in his palm, and said while suppressing his irritability while going back the same way, "Return to the camp and wait for orders."

-

school field.

Zhou Pingshi was thrown to the ground by the 梼杌掼 for the ninth time, and a cloud of sand, gravel and smoke was thrown out.

The surrounding soldiers seemed to be unable to see the blood foam dripping from the young man's lips, and the shouts could be described as incoherent, with only the excitement of watching the fight and the admiration for the absolute suppression of force.

Wu Wu is violent by nature, and even regards human life as nothing. The reason why he can win everyone's heart is because ordinary friction has never aroused even the slightest wave of emotion in him, and his coldness is almost lenient to some extent , so the unprecedented eruption is particularly frightening.

But people's hearts are always cold in troubled times, especially when things have nothing to do with them.

What's more, Wu Wu has something to say first, and it's all for learning, if you don't punch to the flesh, wouldn't it be boring?Both sides went all out, and Zhou Pingshi could only be blamed for his inferior skills.

Wu Wu's rationality has always been able to restrain him, but the bloodthirsty viciousness in his body seemed to be overwhelmed by this contest, he couldn't control his fists, the string in his head was killing Zhou Pingshi The sharp friction was almost like howling, and the sawing was repeated repeatedly while leaving him alive.

Until Zhou Pingshi fell to the ground again, there was a flash of white light on his neck, which caused Wuwu to squint his eyes under the scorching sun at noon.

The thing was originally worn on a red rope, the thin and soft rope couldn't withstand the bumps and tugging and broke on the spot, and the thing was thrown out from the lapel, making a crisp sound.

An ivory wrench, the falcon's head pattern was embedded with blood, almost dyed the pure white wrench into scarlet, making it impossible to distinguish the original appearance.

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