Taoist Quick Wear

After leaving the previous world, Si Qingyan casually threw herself into a new world.

There was noisy laughter in her ears, and her senses gradually became clearer.

The pungent smell of alcohol made this body dizzy, numb, and had a strong desire to vomit.

"Xiao Si, drink another glass!" It seemed that someone was pushing her.

"Drink..."

Si Qingyan tried to open her eyes and take control of her body.

"Is he drunk?"

Several male voices whispered to each other, and reached out to touch Si Qingyan's buttocks.

But the drunken body just leaned forward and avoided the attacking hands.

"Drunk, right? Go straight up."

A boy laughed and rubbed his hands expectantly.

"Let me put on women's clothes for him..."

"Which one should I put on first... maid clothes or nurse clothes... both are good... black silk, white silk..."

Another boy was more experienced, holding a few pieces of clothing in his hands, with a tangled look on his face.

What are they talking about...

Put on women's clothes?

Is it for me?

Si Qingyan was startled, and instantly took control of her body and stood up straight.

Her eyes seemed to have been crying for a long time, and they were very dry. When she opened them, her vision was blurry and confused, and there were double images when she looked at people.

I don’t know if it was the influence of the previous world, but her eyesight was not very good...

“What are you going to do?”

Si Qingyan rubbed her temples, coughing non-stop, her throat hurt badly, and her voice was hoarse.

“Oh my god!!!”

The boy in front of Si Qingyan screamed in fear.

The delicate boy who was still drunk just now looked up, and his face became flushed and swollen, and he looked lifeless. His eyes, which seemed to be closed but not closed, opened again, and his pupils were actually blood red!

His eyes were gloomy, his tone was cold, and he seemed to have completely changed.

At this moment, the hands of the clock pointed to the number twelve, and the colorful lights cast on Si Qingyan’s face, making his face look even more hideous and terrifying.

The teenager who had heard too many stories about ghosts possessing people would inevitably think of things like ghosts possessing people, and couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.

"Ghost!!!"

Si Qingyan touched his face, which seemed a little swollen.

And a little hot.

"Why are you screaming? That's an alcohol allergy. I didn't expect this idiot to say that he was really allergic to alcohol... What a bummer! However, the face is allergic but the body is not allergic, so it doesn't affect the use."

A boy with earrings said, and casually took a glass of red wine and poured it from Si Qingyan's shoulder. The cold liquid instantly dyed Si Qingyan's thin white shirt red.

Si Qingyan instinctively trembled and instantly received many memory fragments.

The original owner is sixteen years old this year, and his parents died when he was young. He lived in his uncle's house since he was a child. He was timid and obedient, and there was nothing to show for himself in all aspects. Such a soft bun happened to have an exquisite face, and he was often wronged because of this face.

Before he graduated from junior high school, he hurriedly signed a contract with an economic company and became a young artist. The contract given by the economic company was not fair, and the original owner was forced to sign the contract by his uncle's family.

A considerable amount of money allowed his uncle's family to live a better life. They ignored the original owner from then on and concentrated on their own lives.

The original owner, who was completely under the economic company, was too afraid of the camera and was not outstanding.

Or someone suppressed the original owner's opportunity to stand out.

The boy with earrings was called Kong Yu. He had a great background. Because he was the youngest son in the family, he was spoiled lawless. He wanted to shine in the entertainment industry when he was hot-headed. His family invested heavily and let him play for a while.

In order to accompany the prince to study, the agency specially launched a nine-member youth group-Zi Guang. Kong Yu is the captain of Zi Guang, and the original owner is a background board like a curtain.

If other team members want to settle down, they must please Kong Yu.

Kong Yu's identity will not stay in the entertainment industry for too long. The agency just wants to take advantage of this east wind to attract some popularity for the original owner.

The other team members were the same, and they all became Kong Yu's lackeys.

The original owner was not disobedient or unpleasant.

It was just that Kong Yu's handsome appearance, which had always made him very proud, looked very low-class in comparison with the original owner.

Even though he was a "curtain" without any talent, the original owner attracted a lot of fans, making the captain Kong Yu pale in comparison.

The original owner had been bullied by Kong Yu because of his appearance. One was a child of heaven who was supported by many stars, and the other was an orphan with no background. No matter how unfair it was, the latter could only choose to surrender.

Later, Kong Yu tasted the fun and became even worse, blatantly accusing the original owner of stealing things.

Now the Internet is full of black materials about Si Qingyan stealing money and property from teammates, and everyone is asking Si Qingyan to get out of the Purple Light Group.

Tonight, Kong Yu specially held this banquet with only nine people.

On the surface, it was said that he was solving Si Qingyan's problem and kept pouring wine, but in fact it was to completely ruin Si Qingyan's reputation.

For example, take some exciting photos and expose them...

As long as Kong Yu's plan is implemented successfully, the original owner will definitely be trapped in hell.

Compared with Si Qingyan, the original owner's soul is too weak to be worth mentioning. He voluntarily gave up his body and reincarnated, hoping that Si Qingyan could replace him and rise to the top, and never be bullied by anyone again.

"It's good to cover your face..."

The white T-shirt is thin and light, and it sticks to Si Qingyan after being wetted by red wine. The dark liquid makes the boy's exposed skin look as delicate as jade, which makes people involuntarily want to destroy it.

Kong Yu's eyes lingered on Si Qingyan's translucent chest and waist, very hot, and his tone was light, with a sense of condescending and pointing out the world.

His eyes were not the kind of hotness with appreciation and love, but an excitement of eagerness to destroy.

The original owner looked weak and obedient, like a fine porcelain, which would fall to the ground and break into dregs with just a hard push.

Kong Yu put down the wine glass and was about to reach out to tear Si Qingyan's clothes, but was caught by Si Qingyan.

Si Qingyan suddenly grabbed Kong Yu's outstretched hand, pulled it forward fiercely, and threw Kong Yu to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw. She reached out and took a glass of wine that someone had drunk a little bit of, and splashed it on Kong Yu's face.

"Fuck!"

The wine stung his eyes so much that it stung so much that Kong Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and there were red bloodshot in between. Tears and snot mixed with dark wine spread on his makeup-stained face, making him look ugly and embarrassed.

Kong Yu cursed angrily, squinted his eyes and climbed up, picked up the wine bottle beside him, and looked at Si Qingyan fiercely.

"Fuck! I have never been splashed with wine in my life!"

"Hold this little bastard, I will beat him up!"

The other teenagers hesitated for a moment...

If they play too much... it will be illegal.

Kong Yu is fine, but they may not be.

Kong Yu has lost his mind now. If he does something irreparable today, it will be his group of people who will be unlucky.

"Si Qingyan! Kneel down and apologize to Brother Yu!"

"Kneel down and admit your mistakes!"

"Crawl over here and clean up for Brother Yu!"

Si Qingyan smiled coldly. At worst, he could kill all these people and leave this world directly. Who can stop him?

"Si Qingyan, kneel down and kowtow to me."

Kong Yu seemed to have found fun and smiled proudly at Si Qingyan.

He thought he was extremely noble.

In fact, in Si Qingyan's eyes, he was just a beast in human skin.

Si Qingyan picked up a wine bottle and smashed it hard on Kong Yu's head.

"Ah!"

Screams rang out one after another.

Si Qingyan's hands were a little unsteady.

This body was still too weak.

Even Kong Yu couldn't be killed.

Kong Yu staggered and covered his head, looking at the blood in his palm. His first thought was not to seek medical treatment, but to kill Si Qingyan!

"Go, hold him down for me!"

"Catch him!"

"Go quickly, are you dead?"

"Get over there!"

Under Kong Yu's hysterical curses, the other seven members of Zi Guang finally slowly approached Si Qingyan.

Compared with Kong Yu, who was rich, powerful and had a background, Si Qingyan was easy to bully, but tonight Si Qingyan was ruthless and decisive. He smashed Kong Yu's head with a wine bottle without changing his expression, which really scared the other members.

"Hurry up!"

Kong Yu screamed and picked up things around him and threw them at the other members of Zi Guang.

They had been driven by Kong Yu for a long time, and they were young, so they couldn't think of a better way to deal with it. In the end, they all rushed towards Si Qingyan.

As long as Si Qingyan was beaten up today and Kong Yu calmed down, the matter should be over...

Although Si Qingyan changed to a not very strong body, he was gifted in things related to killing.

Although gods are naturally close to the law, each god has his own focus.

For example, the god who controls thunderstorms must be very talented in thunderstorms.

Although Si Qingyan did not have a divine position, he gradually found out his own talent.

Vitality, creation, killing, destruction.

Contradictory but unified.

The battle belongs to the killing side. How to find the opponent's weaknesses and fatal points is Si Qingyan's instinct.

Although others helped the tyrant, they were not guilty of death.

You can't easily take the lives of others and disrupt the world because of your momentary emotions.

Si Qingyan instantly suppressed his urge to kill.

When he was a god, he had fought in many places, and many people died under his hands.

But each of them had a good reason.

The people in front of him now have not yet reached the conditions for death.

Moreover, in such a peaceful world, the death of many people will cause unrest.

Seven teenagers aged 16 or 17 wailed continuously under Si Qingyan's fierce and brutal fists and feet, and their faces were beaten into pig heads.

Kong Yu was about to call for help, Si Qingyan walked over, kicked his mobile phone away, and then stepped on Kong Yu's neck.

"Jealous, greedy and vicious. You deserve to die."

Si Qingyan looked at Kong Yu's face, which turned purple and could not breathe because his neck was stepped on, and was extremely indifferent.

The indifferent voice, with a kind of control over life and death, made people involuntarily feel layers of fear from the depths of their souls.

Kong Yu trembled instantly, his eyes were blank, and his lower body was wet.

Scared, scared to pee...

How could I be scared to pee!

Fortunately, the light was dim at this time, and no one noticed this.

Kong Yu's hatred suddenly increased. Why did Si Qingyan dare to look at him like this?

Si Qingyan was such a worthless existence, a thing that he could easily crush to death. Why did he dare to do this to him? How dare he?

Kong Yu almost gritted his teeth, and his mind was full of thoughts of tearing Si Qingyan apart!

Si Qingyan looked at the resentment in Kong Yu's eyes and slowly loosened his feet.

It would be too easy for him to step on Kong Yu to death like this.

The only sound in the room was Kong Yu's heavy breathing, and no one else dared to speak.

If he wanted to die, let Si Qingyan die alone.

It would be best if Kong Yu died too...