The Seven Sick Girls Can't Ask For Me

The water in the Drunken Water Prison is very cold, freezing to the bone.

Ice water was poured into his chest, and Lu Qingbandi's body was as cold as the water.

Lu Qing bandit didn't feel any pain when he died, he was just surprised.He thought about many situations, but he never thought that He Juangui would kill him.

It's still so clean and neat, without muddling at all.

He originally thought that his soul would leave this body and look for another body, but it didn't.He was suspended in a vast darkness, there was no light around him, he didn't know where to go, so he stopped in place.Inexplicable panic swept his heart,

It shouldn't be like this, he clutched his chest.

I shouldn't be alone.

It shouldn't be like this.

Someone once whispered to him softly in his ear, "Are you called Qing Bandit? A good name. You are cold to the bone, and your heart is like a bandit, but you can also be thin and restrained, without losing the air of a gentleman."

He smiled and said to him: "Your name sounds nice too..."

But he couldn't remember his name.

The eyes suddenly lit up, as if the heavy curtains were pulled open, the sky was bright, and the darkness receded like a tide.

The system's inorganic voice sounded, and the voice without emotion was particularly reassuring at this time: "Hey, hey, host! Host! Host, can you hear me?"

Lu Qing bandit found himself in a pure white space, he rubbed his forehead, and responded.

"Hey, first meeting, let me introduce myself first. I am system number 45123872. You can call me Qier. From today, I am your system. Our sacred goal is..."

"Sorry, I don't have amnesia." Lu Qing bandit interrupted him indifferently.

"Oh." Qier stopped talking awkwardly, and the two fell into a strange silence, like two low-level intelligent AIs who had not developed the language communication function and were disconnected from the Internet.

"You remembered."

"I've let you down." Lu Qingbandit simply lay down on the ground, tapping his fingers on his thigh. "Tell me, what is going on?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Qier was vague, "You accidentally caught a virus when you entered the body of this world. I couldn't contact you, so I asked a friend to download an anti-virus software, just now Over, I thought you formatted it."

It has not been formatted, but Lu Qing bandit who clearly remembers the memory of this world and the previous world: ...

"Where are we now?"

"In order to prevent secondary poisoning, I brought you back to the system space." Hearing that he didn't seem very angry, the system secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "I guarantee that this situation will never happen again in the future. I have just complained to the main system about the original owner! It's really bad morals and unbearable!"

"What's the progress of the task now?" Lu Qing bandit stood up.

"Let me take a look." The system stopped for a moment, and then the program almost went into chaos for a moment. "The degree of blackening is 90.00%?? What did you do during this period of amnesia, host? As long as there is one percent more, the world can be completed."

Lu Qingbandit recalled what had happened before, and said honestly, "I didn't do anything, at most I teased him a few words, and he killed me in the end."

The system returned him a suspicious silence of apparent disbelief.

"Okay, I'm fine." His hand brushed across his chest, where the dull pain from the crushed heart seemed to still be there. "Let me go back to that world."

Lu Qing bandit smiled slightly.

"I want to go back and ask him, why did he kill me at that time?"

The system detected the location, "It's just right! Then we will be resurrected immediately, and the mission target is right next to you!"

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Drunk wake up drunk.According to the king will take all tastes.The curtain must be regarded as heaven and earth.Dancing before singing, sleeping before flowers.

Lu Qing bandit woke up from the darkness, regained consciousness, slowly opened his eyes, and looked around.He was lying on a white jade bed right now.There are dim blue candles flickering on the surrounding shelves, delicate epiphyllums are carved on the walls, and the long curly buds are opened one by one, clustered around the white jade bed.Blossoming ice flowers are like clusters, chilly and bitter, without the slightest popularity.

Where is he?Who put him here, did He Juangui return?

This is an exquisitely decorated ice room, with a half-opened crystal shelf near the wall.Lu Qing bandit took a look, and immediately trembled.

The crystal stand is filled with all kinds of exquisite ice sculpture faces, transparent and lifelike, with smiling faces, or gentle and gentle faces, each one is like an exquisite work of art.It would be better if that face looked a little more unfamiliar.

It was his face, or rather, it was his face.He used this face to approach He Juangui in the past.

Fuck you, pervert.

Where did his kind, cute, sweet, soft and flirtatious little sweetheart go?He doesn't know who this figure maniac is!

"I forgot to ask you, am I in the original body now?" Lu Qingban took a photo on the wall, but he didn't see his face.

"Yes. When you first entered this world, strictly speaking, this is your body in this world. It was only after you were poisoned that you lost your mind and thought you were a ghost, so you entered Ningchou In the body." Qier said, "But when your memory is completely lost, host, you can still not forget the mission, insist on approaching the host, and brush up the blackness! This kind of spirit is really worthy of praise! How on earth are you in so many? People recognize the mission target at a glance."

"Probably because of his good looks." Lu Qing bandit was very frank. "Otherwise I wouldn't even think about picking him up."

The door of the ice room was opened, as if someone had walked in.

"The mission target came in." Qi Er became nervous.

"understood."

Lu Qing bandit didn't move, and continued to lie on the bed, pretending that he was still an unconscious corpse.

There was a rustling sound, and the man lay beside him, wrapping his arms around his waist gently.Compared with the warmer body temperature in this ice room, it sticks to his back.

Something soft slipped from his cheek, causing a tingling sensation, and then it was gently skimmed off by something long and smooth.

He guessed that it was a finger, the delicate and long finger was like a new plant root, beautiful, white, with a little trembling, touched his black eyelashes, bright red lips, along the bridge of his nose, Gently touch his forehead lightly.

Lu Qingbandit controlled himself not to tremble.

"Qi Er, I'm so worried that he will stab me in the next second."

Qi Er comforted him, "It's okay, it's okay, since he put you here, he didn't intend to kill you."

Bandit Lu Qing: qwq, I'm scared, but I can't say it.

The man seemed to be propped up, looking down at him from above, his fingers gently caressing his face.She even tugged at his cheek childishly, pulling out a soft curve on his cheek.Warm and cool lips fell from the side, rubbing against his lips lingeringly.

It seems to be a child's favorite and most cherished toy.I want to hide him, hide him in a place where no one else can see, hold him in his mouth, eat him, and hide him in his body.But afraid of breaking him.Sometimes I think maybe it's better to just break it.

Cover his skin as white as ice jade with bright red rouge powder, cover his eyes as clear as stars with delicate silk ribbons, and seal his lips full of lies with your fingers, so that he will not say a word, and his body can only cling to For him, it trembled into a green bamboo that could not be broken in the wind.

The broken arms wrapped around his shoulders, and he offered his soft and red lips voluntarily.Like a drenched dying bird, it flies into the palm of the hunter, begging for merciful love.

There was a soft sigh from above, and a kiss as light as a feather fell on his forehead, and then gradually deepened uncontrollably.

I really want to.

I really want to.

I really want to.

No.

No.

No.

The slender fingers ran along his waist, stroked the delicate shoulder blades behind him, and tapped lightly.

It's like playing a delicate piano.

Linlang peach blossom noodles, ice jade shines crispy, vermilion wet skin moisturizes candle lamp heat, white wrists hang down, lips and teeth melt, the house is full of spring, you don't feel it, and the red tent lasts until the moon sinks overnight.

The author has something to say: No meat, no meat~ Pull the lamp~