Excuse me, I'm a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

Fast travel log: This person is easy to pretend to be X.But still curious: "You want to kill Xiao Mengmeng's daddy, are you not afraid that Xiao Mengmeng will break up with you because of love and hatred?"

Gu Chenchen seemed to have thought about it carefully, and he proudly expressed a bold idea: "At that time, I will not become Xiao Mengmeng's (beep) (beep)! Instead, Xiao Mengmeng will be imprisoned by me, whipped by me, and become my (Beep)!"

Kuai Chuan's log had a black line on his face, "So beep beep?"

Gu Chenshen opened his mouth wide: "Kan—there is no back nasal sound, 脔——, yes, it has the same pronunciation as egg egg."

Mengxin has served this host.

"..." Kuai Chuan Ji wanted to dig his knees and send it up: "You wait here, I'll go buy some oranges."

Gu Chenchen waved his hand (emoji package), "My praise, my praise."

"Actually, when I hit Mengmeng just now, my heart was about to break." Gu Chenchen suddenly wanted to cry.

I don't know if the fast travel log is true or not.

"Seeing him vomit blood several times, I really want to beat my chest hard. Why is the script so sadistic?" Gu Chen looked up to the sky and cried bitterly.

Kuaichuan log let out a "vomit".

"If I do it again, I wish I hadn't met Mengmeng, so there wouldn't be so many unpredictable and heart-wrenching later events." Qiong Yao's female patron Shen Shen.

Kuaichuan diary couldn't bear it, "vomit..."

Gu Chenchen called the diary to stop, and said seriously: "Too much vomiting may be due to pregnancy."

When the fast travel log sent bombs, the No. 40 nine chat boxes that Gu Chenchen bought this year were blown to pieces.

Gu Chenchen: "Gay Zhi, if you continue to do this, I will..."

Log: "Oh, you say that again? What did you call me?"

"Be good, Zhier."

Gu Chen indulged in the pain, self-blame, sadness, guilt, and resentment just now: "Ah, I hate myself so much, I don't have the ability to protect Mengmeng at all, ah~ I'm so damned, ah~ I'm a sinner, Mengmeng!"

Mengxin looked at the diary, and the diary had an expression of hugging his chest and watching the drama: "..."

"Ah, I hate myself so much, I don't even look like a class leader of three good students..." Gu Chenchen covered his face and cried bitterly.

The log sounds a little familiar.

"What am I, a humorous, tall, mighty, majestic, dignified, personable, talented, romantic, suave, and overwhelmed country charmer, I can't even protect a mere loved one..." Gu Chenchen burst into tears and snot.

The log wants to send the showman to hell.

"Ah, I'm so upset, ah, I'm so useless," Gu Chenchen beat his chest and stamped his feet.

Diary: "..." Drama is just two words, I will say it once.

He kept talking until he got home.

Gu Chenchen cried bitterly: "If God gives me another chance, I must say a few words to Mengmeng—"

Log yawns: "Excuse me?"

Mengxin was a little sleepy, but he still cheered up: "Didn't it be intentional?"

Gu Chenchen: "I love you! You guys who don't use their brains!"

Mengxin: "..."

Log: "..."

Mengxin stopped yawning: "Good night, host."

Log offline.

Mengxin is offline.

Gu Chenchen: "Hey, hello..."

……

Five days later.

At the royal family banquet.

The fragrance of clothes, the shadows on the temples, and the arrival of guests.

"Thanks to the guests, all over the world were invited. In 1043, I was not yet 16 years old. I had the first royal banquet in Sados. At that time, my father was still a prince. It was held in the capital 45 years ago in that year. The Polish Federation Military Oath Conference, the smoke of war has been filled for 121 years, I think it is time to end."

King Scott García Hilstrand gave a speech on the stage, and below were the guests, courtiers or nobles with champagne or burgundy.

"Our military campaign will continue for the next five years. From then on, the world will be at peace, and there will be no misery and starvation on the continents."

There was thunderous applause below, and the men and women listened carefully.

"Over the years, the continent has had to face many darkest moments. This is a fact that each of us is aware of. The rebellion of Thurmy Hughes, the bloody battle in the Nils Plain, each war affects the lifeline of the country , the future of the nation."

Garcia's eyes searched for the familiar figure in military uniform amidst the feasting and feasting.Quite a few people recognized him and wanted to invite him, but most of them were ignored or ignored by him.

"Poseidon remembers the [-] heroes who were shrouded in horse leather and buried far away in other countries. Poseidon remembers every son and woman who has contributed to the country. Give them the most solid material support and incentives..."

Garcia saw Paley's figure, saw his handsome and tall figure, turned around inadvertently, and saw his surprised expression.

"As the "Old Testament · Job" said, 'I know that my Redeemer lives, and will finally stand on the earth. After my skin and flesh are destroyed, I will see God outside of the flesh.'"

While Garcia was looking at Paley, he saw Netherlands, without any goblet in his hand, and a subordinate was reporting to him that they had detained the king for treason tonight in the royal family.

"The battle for Poseidon is not a long-term mill that consumes energy for more than a hundred years, but a battle cry to boost morale, expand territory, and unify the continent. It began to sound in 998 and continued until 121 years later. Today, it is heard endlessly. Its existence is the Redeemer leading us to fight for this dark continent and liberate suffering human beings."

As if aware of the gaze behind him, Nedland turned his head slightly and saw the prince Monty in a formal dress.He has gray hair and walks with a limp.

"And 'the grass shall wither, and the flower shall wither, for the breath of God is upon it; verily the people are grass. The grass shall wither, and the flower shall wither; but the God of the people shall stand forever.'" ("Old Chapter 40 of John Isaiah) is the final closing stage of this century-old war, and Poseidon will be the greatest curtain call and the most perfect opening chapter of the new era."

Netherlands saw Garcia, who was limping forward step by step, his direction was King Scott on the stage, as if he was going to do something.

"After the war, I would like to make a statue of Olos Mars in the Transit Square, crossed in gold and painted with black and blue paint on the base, under its gaze, surrounded by white doves and olives. A clean sanctuary where children and homeless people play games together. Not only retired veterans love it, but younger generations love it. Every year on Military Memorial Day, tens of thousands of people will listen to the Son of Poseidon in the square speech."

Garcia was walking onto the stage step by step. His subordinates guessed and feared that he was going to inform them of the Fifth Army's rebellion tonight. They quietly raised their pistols in the crowd, and Nedland pressed down his raised arms.

The king and the prince closed the speech together.

Scott's face was full of joy. This was his first year in office, and this was the most extensive successor since then.As he said in the Hundred Years War, the expansion of the continent is already very huge, and then he only needs to focus on building the foundation.

The goal of the Netherlands tonight is to imprison Scott, pass on the throne according to his order, then divide power, and take back the political rights of nobles to rule cities and small countries.

The prince stood beside King Scott, his expression was always indifferent, only after the king said "the speech is over", he put on a suitable smile on his face, and walked slowly to the king's side, together with the king Pay military salute to the officers or nobles at the banquet.

Just as they were paying their respects, the prince seemed to take out something and stabbed King Scott in the heart. Before the banquet people could react, another knife was pulled out and stabbed in again. Blood overflowed and splashed all over the place. on the stage.

The young noble lady screamed.

The nobleman fled, the officer drew his gun.

As King Scott slipped slowly to the ground, the prince limped to the microphone and smiled at the fleeing, panic-stricken people below, as his men drew their guns and yelled at the ghosts. The nobles were killed one by one.

He stood in front of the microphone, gentlemanly and majestic, as if announcing the enthronement ceremony: "The great curtain call and the perfect beginning are tonight. I, Monti García Hilstrand, hereby invite you to join me Let's have a drink together, in this night of intoxicated spring breeze and melodious flute."

The Netherlands had not ordered the coup d'état yet, but the head was held against several guns. Paley greeted him with a different face: "I'm sorry, General."

"Traitor." Nedland looked at the subordinates around him, who were either killed by Monty's soldiers or bought long ago.

Netherlands was handcuffed, men and women fled around him, soldiers who had been bribed raised their guns one after another, and killed those nobles and soldiers who defended Scott.His former subordinates were orderly cleaning up the people at the banquet who were screaming and fleeing one second, and the next moment were piles of dead bodies and bloody seas.

Prince Monty stood on the stage, and the body of his father, King Scott, lay at his feet.

Like a drama, new and young actors appeared on the stage, "My old king father told me yesterday that he would invite me to form a new country together, and I obliged to agree."

On the stage, he is personable, gentleman and polite, while the men and women in the audience are running away, and there are mountains of corpses and blood. "Under the leadership of my father, King Scott Garcia, the country was in disarray, with a growing fiscal deficit and high unemployment."

Scott's corpse still exudes residual heat, his voice is sonorous, and the timbre cannot conceal the thin feeling of being too young: "His 'contribution' is not only here, but also destroys the peace and harmony of countries and intercontinental countries. Common development has disrupted the intercontinental civilization. Knowing that the flames of war can be extinguished, they have yet to take action."