Chapter 7: The Lame Prince of Shura Field
Congliang was knocked to the ground by the stool, and he cursed inwardly as a crippled man with a big butt. His elbows were numb when he was lying on the ground. He didn't lift his face for a long time. hot!"
"Enough!" Cong Liang's face was placed on the bluestone ground, he couldn't get up, he simply turned over on the spot, gritted his teeth and propped up an elbow, pretending to lie on his side comfortably, but the actual elbow was broken, and he was still under the waist. Knowing what to do, I was choked up, and my back was sore with cold sweat.
But resolutely implement what is said in the beginner's guide. After getting close to the target person, you must praise the target person in real time. "The little face is really watery... kissing is really sweet," Cong Liang said, squinting and turning his head to face The gloomy Wei Zishi squeezed his eyes, stretched out his tender red tongue and licked his lips, "It's still slippery..."
Wei Zishi used the self-control of his whole life to control himself not to go up and kick people again. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his face a few times. His cheeks were red and hot, and the tender skin was about to break before he stopped.
He glanced at the messy and messy people on the ground, like a beggar on the street, and the Queen Mother, who kept winking and pouting with him, was stunned, and his stomach rolled silently.
Cong Liang scratched her head for a while, and she was really tired and panicked. She was not born to be cheap. On the contrary, she was very rough and impatient. She was able to do things and try not to speak. She could earn half a lifetime of expenses for the whole family by doing a few, and she couldn't have the patience to spend time with Wei Zi.
It hurts from being beaten, hurts from falling, she never knows what sweet words are, and she feels that she has already said all her good words. When she sees Wei Zi, her eyes are really indifferent and even mixed with disgust. Cong Liang put away the flattering smile on her face, sat up and rubbed it. With his elbows, he silently got up and slowly jumped back to the table. When he glanced at Wei Zi, who was facing a great enemy, he lifted up a stool with a corpse lying on the ground and sat on the other side of the table.
She also took a look at the beginner's guide and did it all. She hadn't had time to read the rest. She simply picked it up today, and the results were not insignificant. At least the real queen mother had racked her brains. For so long, the confinement of people for several months added up, and I didn't have much contact with people on this day, and it was rare to have the opportunity to sit with Wei Zishi so calmly.
Congliang let herself go and sat quietly at the table with her head down. She was usually tired from work, and was so annoyed by the troubles at home. The way to vent was to let go. Come on, let it go for a while, don't think about anything, don't cry, don't cry, don't drink spicy liquor to drown your sorrows, and after you let go, you can do what you need to do, and don't delay things at all.
Congliang's expression was calm, his eyes were empty and unfocused, as if his soul had been taken away, he sat quietly at the table, looking like he was depressed, helpless, wounded and embarrassed. Poor, at this time, only from the shell of the Queen Mother, who was only in her early eighteen years, did she really see a little girl's attitude.
Wei Zishi kept stalking people out of the corner of his eye. He thought that Congliang was going to be a monster, but when he saw the person sitting with his head down, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he couldn't help feeling a little strange.
The feeling that the Queen Mother gave to Wei Zishi, even if the gentle appearance at the beginning, still made him feel suffocated and depressed, but today, this long-standing pressure has suddenly disappeared, and the nerves that have been tense for a long time have also suddenly loosened. Before today, Wei Zishi couldn't believe it at all, and he would beat people out of control and yell.
The two of them sat quietly across a table. For a while, the atmosphere turned out to be harmonious. Wei Zishi's gaze, at some point, turned to Cong Liang's profile, and stared at Cong Liang thoughtfully, as if because of what he had just done. , looked confused and sad.
The servants were fairly quick on their hands and feet, and Wei Zishi's valet came over with Bubu after a while. Wei Zishi usually lived in the backyard of the Queen Mother's dormitory. Because his legs and feet were inconvenient, he used his foot to carry him when he came and went. In fact, he still cared about the royal face. , Wei Zishi is a prince, walking up to 1.71.8 meters, it is indeed a bit spicy.
When Congliang was kicked and kicked, he only felt the wind blowing under Wei Zishi's feet. Whether it was the speed of walking or the speed of landing, he could make an afterimage. He didn't pay attention to what posture Wei Zishi was walking in.
When he saw Wei Zishi's valet, he brought him clothes and put it on, and when he really started walking, Congliang almost didn't sit still and slipped under the table.
A handsome little brother who walks like a little chicken with a lame leg and stretched his arms puff la puff, Cong Liang glanced at it and stopped immediately.
"Chunhua opened the door and walked into the house."
Cong Liang dragged his leg to stand up, and Bu Huo, that is, the two of them were in tandem. The seat in the middle was not too wide. The width of the door was barely enough to let in. Bu Huo carried him into the room, and when Cong Liang saw Wei Zi, he sat up. As soon as he leaned in, he straightened his back silently, and Cong Liang pinched his forehead. Bu Zhu just lifted him out of the door and stopped again.
Limpingly, he pulled out the square box of ointment with the missing corners and porcelain from the ground, and handed it to Wei Zishi's valet. "Be careful when serving." Cong Liang ordered.
After Wei Zishi was sent away, Congliang was served by his maid, and he washed comfortably. The imperial doctor took a pulse, and the injury on his knee. When he kicked, Congliang listened to the movement of the bones, thinking that it would be dislocated or something, but only It's a little swollen, and some medicine is applied, but it's not too serious.
The main house was smashed into a mess by Wei Zishi, and the maid cleaned up other houses for her, but she didn't go, it was just smashed. The bits and pieces that the queen mother liked were cleaned up, although it looked a little empty, but it was much more pleasing to the eye.
Cong Liang only asked the maid to change to a new quilt, and then he couldn't wait to close the door and paralyzed on the bed, letting out a long sigh of relief.
Cong Liang was paralyzed on the quilt, and his mind was entangled with the system. It was the system that trapped her during the day.
"There is no instruction manual on the potion, and you don't explain it to me, you are deliberately cheating me!" Congliang roared.
System: "I don't have a master, I really don't have one. It was an emergency..."
"Don't lie! You just deliberately tricked me, disconnected all the time, slack off, and you know how to eat noodles every day!"
"Zizi..."
With a sneer from his conscience, the system repeated its tricks, breaking the link again.
"It's now."
Cong Liang concentratingly recited the complaint code, turned on the audio of Jinjiang's main system, and caught the thief, caught the stolen goods and caught the traitor. Now the system is in a state of disconnecting from her, which is the best time to complain.
As soon as the audio was connected, Congliang immediately gave feedback to Jinjiang's main system about what the system was doing. After checking the main system's location, Congliang caught the system that slipped into the Tanmei system space to chat.
At the same time, Congliang also learned about a very sloppy thing. The main system was positioned in Congliang. Not only did he discover that the companion system had cut off the link privately, but he also found that Congliang had no mission records for a single star, so he directly traveled to the seven-star world with the highest level of difficulty. I asked Congliang if it was voluntary.
Only from Liang did I know that it turns out that the **** task is optional. The difficulty factor is from low to high, and the points increase in turn. After reading the plot in advance, if I feel that I can do it, I will start the time-travel. Although her system is seven-star, she is a novice. The mission also starts from one star...
Cong Liang found that there must be something tricky here, so she fed back the piles after her binding system to the main system, and waited for a pair on both sides.
Well, in order to let the host retreat, the seven-star system sent the novice into the seven-star world, and even cut off the connection privately, peddling fake medicines with impurities, causing the host to be injured, and punished for several crimes, enough to constitute direct destruction.
In the end, Cong Liang raised a hand and did not agree to kill the square-faced villain directly. He just chose a luxury electric shock package in the punishment package of the main system, and applied to broadcast the recording of the electric shock scene.
Cong Liang's phone call made her feel at ease. The main system told her that she couldn't leave the world halfway through the mission, but even if she couldn't complete the mission in this world and finally reached the three-year time limit, she would be compensated with points. And the main system disposed of her companion system, and also compensated her for a permanent powerful injection.
Congliang hung up the audio of the main system, opened her eyes with delight, the permanent powerful injection was in her hand, the sun was in the west, the maid came to ask Congliang if he had dinner, and Congliang was really hungry, so he pulled out the needle, his arm After squeezing it, grabbing a thin muscle, I stabbed the injection, and the empty needle tube was directly thrown away in the system.
The thick heat swept through the whole body, and Congliang stretched out comfortably, stretched out his hand and gently broke off the carving on the small table by the bedside, and "clicked" off a petal.
Congliang laughed out eight little white teeth, this time, who would dare to have **** with her, break her legs and get a discount every minute!
Congliang was a little dumbfounded when dinner was placed on the table. Her family is from the countryside. During the Chinese New Year, she could make seven dishes and eight bowls of chicken, duck, fish, and meat. It was countless times richer than the wedding banquet of the village chief's son.
The variety is astonishing, but each one has only a small plate, and it only takes two or three bites when the clip is released. I'm not used to eating a lot of people watching, sending out the maids, listening to the one in my head. Fang Mian forced the system to be shocked by the miserable howl, while slowly enjoying the delicacies in front of him.
The author has something to say: here we come ︿(￣︶￣)︿ This quick wear will be long, I used to be short,
But I may not be as fast as others, because I will write the antagonist scenes of the hero and heroine carefully in every world,
There is a sincerity in a kiss of sincerity. You can’t just slap it and it’s over. It may be like my Moshen said, sometimes the tortoise crawls slowly, and sometimes the wild dog looses its rein.
Love, hold me tight, don't abandon me