The loyal dog of the villain Shizun is a and milky

Ji Qinglin was stunned for a moment, but before he could reply, the system's voice appeared again: [Drip, random punishment begins, the host loses all martial arts within three days and becomes an ordinary person. 】

His whole body sank, the sense of ease that made him walk lightly disappeared, and his five keen senses became extremely dull. Originally, he could even perceive the subtle sounds from five miles around him, but at this moment, he seemed to be deaf.

Frowning and thinking about it, Ji Qinglin hesitated and slapped the table vigorously.

After a muffled sound, there was an indescribable pain.

Ji Qinglin: "..."

"Hi~"

Ji Qinglin's face turned pale, and he clutched his right hand in pain.

it hurts!

Is this body made of tofu? !

He glanced at his natal sword hanging on the wall again, and reached for it.

Half an hour passed.

...... Can't hold it.

Ji Qinglin leaned on the chair in despair.

He may be a so-called useless person now.

Still a very fragile wretch!

If people find out about this, the Prince Regent's Mansion will be demolished within a day, and he will definitely be scrapped alive by his enemies.

Ji Qinglin quickly packed up his things, and he didn't care about the half-dead protagonist lying on the bed, he just wanted to go out and squat for three days before coming back.

The system huffed: [You don't care about the protagonist?He was beaten to death by you.And if you run out, you are looking for death. If you don't go out, you will have a bad name for you. Who dares to come to the Regent's Palace to find trouble? 】

Ji Qinglin thought it was true, so he put down his luggage.

Thinking of something I didn't bother to ask just now: [Why did my hatred suddenly drop? 】

The system sighed: [It is estimated that Chu Qi really found out something. The original owner has indeed taken a lot of blame for Chu Yuan. If the blame is gone, the hatred value must also be gone. 】

It's only half a day!

Who knows if Chu Qi will take all the blame on him?

Ji Qinglin stared at the culprit on the bed again.

He said bitterly: [I really want to strangle him to death! 】

The system yelled [You are not allowed to bully him!Don't bully my protagonist. 】

The corners of Ji Qinglin's mouth twitched [Oh, he gave you ecstasy soup, why are you protecting him so much?Have you forgotten who is the host you should curry favor with? 】

The system spat, 【Bah, the two of us are just forced to cooperate, the protagonist is my favorite, look at the way my protagonist saved the beauty just now, he's so handsome! 】

Ji Qinglin sneered.

It may be because of the sweet text system, which has an inexplicable affection for the protagonist.

But he is different, as the host of abusive texts, he also has a villain role, the more miserable the protagonist is, the more satisfied he is.

After losing all his skills, Ji Qinglin's mental strength also seemed to be very weak. He was sitting by the bed, and fell asleep at some point.

When I woke up, the moon was already in the sky, and it was late at night.

Opening his eyes, he saw Si Ruochen who had sat up at some point, looking straight at him.

Ji Qinglin who lost his skills: "..."

Si Ruochen's pupils were pitch black, and his eyes were bloodshot, looking at him as if he was in a daze.

Someone with a guilty conscience was scared to death, and scolded sternly: "It's the middle of the night, do you want to be scared to death as a teacher!"

He slapped the person with a slap, but before it even landed, Si Ruochen held his wrist tightly, making him unable to move.

Si Ruochen probably already had a fever, and the temperature in his palm was scalding.

Ji Qinglin glared at him fiercely: "What? You've turned your back on me? Get your hands off me!"

I pulled it hard again, but it didn't move.

He doesn't have any internal energy now, so he can't do anything to this bastard.

Si Ruochen was surprisingly strong, not only did he not get away, Ji Qinglin was also pulled back by him, and he threw his head and face on him.

Very hot, very hot.

Ji Qinglin's nose was filled with a strong smell of blood, and there was a hint of familiar cold fragrance hidden in it.

This was Si Ruochen's own smell.

When in love, it becomes sweet and greasy aroma.

But at this time, his whole body seemed to be wrapped in this sweet and greasy air, which almost filled the whole room.

The two were very close, and Si Ruochen's eyes were scarlet, as if there were two clusters of flames burning inside.

Ji Qinglin glared at him, thinking that this person must be in a coma!

The antipyretic medicine in his sleeve was pulled by this bastard just now, and he didn't know where it fell.

Afraid that the protagonist would turn into a fool, Ji Qinglin could only use his only movable left hand to grope around on the bed.

The night was dark, and there was no light. He couldn't find the bed that was bigger than his palm after searching for a long time.

Suddenly, my left hand touched something very hot and hard...