MTL - The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse-Chapter 39 Thirty-nine tripods

◎Occupy (two more in one)◎

The air froze for a moment, Song Dingding saw that Pei Ming was silent, thinking he didn't understand what she meant, and quickly explained: "I was in the castle of the animal kingdom before, I went to my master early in the morning, and wanted to ask him to help go to the rose together. The manor sends a letter to the little princess."

"When I walked outside his room, I heard him talking to people, as if he was saying something like 'Wizang Daojun' and 'sacrifice'."

She stood on tiptoe slightly, approached Pei Ming's ear, and watched the surroundings vigilantly: "As soon as I pushed the door, he was the only one in the room, but there were two tea cups on the table, and my master still vaguely said that he Talking to his sword spirit."

When she spoke, the breath exhaled between her lips and teeth was warm, and Pei Ming felt a slight itch in her ear, turned her face to the side, and stared at her lips with lowered eyes.

The white teeth are as white as shells, and the crimson lips are a little red.

She is like a piece of jade that has been carefully carved.

This beauty is enough for people to use any means to get her, possess her, and destroy her.

Pei Ming thought that perhaps approaching her in women's clothes was his loss and misstep.

Song Dingding couldn't wait for a long time for a response, so he couldn't help looking up at Pei Ming who was beside him in doubt.

The two looked at each other, but in a short while, she blushed, took two steps back, and kept a distance from him.

Sometimes she really doesn't understand, Pei Ming is obviously a woman, but she always has an unusual sense of oppression.

And the way he looked at her, which was almost blasphemous, and not stained with any lust. It didn't look like a clear and arrogant beauty should have.

"Miss Pei..." She lowered her head and made a summary of her words: "My master likes you very much. If you discuss with him, he may ask Daojun Wuzang for help."

If it wasn't for life and death, Song Dingding didn't want to provoke Daojun Wuzang. After all, he was the original owner's genocide enemy. Who knows if he would recognize her.

But now it's getting dark, water ghosts will come ashore at night to kill people, and the old man who punted the boat is also a water ghost, and he will die if he walks or not.

She can think of now that the only person capable of killing thousands of water ghosts is the Daojun Wuzang who is capable of slaughtering ten demons in ten cities by one person, and can also kill the queen of demons.

The spiritual power of the disciples of the various sects in the world of immortality is suppressed by the secret realm. Who knows whether it is spiritual power or evil spirit in the body of Daojun Wuzang, who is both righteous and evil?

Pei Ming stroked her hair on the temples and said lightly, "I'll try."

Hearing this, Song Dingding hurriedly called out to Li Hua, who was avoiding him. She rubbed her hands and said with a worried expression, "Master, Miss Pei wants to talk to you alone."

Li Hua's face darkened: "Alone?"

"Yes, I can avoid it, just chat with the two of you privately."

Song Dingding thought he didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it again, and deliberately emphasized the word 'private chat'.

Li Hua desperately shook his head: "No—"

Song Dingding looked at him suspiciously: "What?"

Xu Shi realized that he was overreacting, his lips pursed slightly, like a deflated puffer fish: "I mean, you don't need to avoid it, we are all family members, why should we be so divided."

She thought for a while, nodded and said, "If Master doesn't mind, then I don't want to avoid it."

Li Hua thought to himself, of course he doesn't mind, having one more person by his side makes him a little safer, it's better than his own past.

Since the incident at noon, Wuzang Daojun has not said to give him a reasonable explanation. He now seriously suspects that Wuzang Daojun is a broken sleeve.

Although he signed a deed of prostitution, it is not such a prostitution method.

Li Hua sighed and asked Ma Yun to go to the river to hold the old man, and followed Song Dingding to the reef to look for Pei Ming: "Pei, Miss Pei, what do you have to do with me?"

Seeing that he was stammering when he spoke, Pei Ming squinted at him: "I heard that you colluded with Daojun Wuzang of the Immortal Mansion?"

Li Hua: "...?"

"A Ding has already told me. You don't have to hide it. Daojun Wu Zang is hiding in the team. If you identify who it is, I won't be angry with you."

Li Hua: "???"

No, what's the situation?

Who is Wuzang Daojun, doesn't he have any points in his heart?

So who can tell him how to take on the show now, to show refusal to accept death, or to look like he would rather die than give in?

Li Hua's brows were so wrinkled that he was close to pinching a mosquito to death. His hands hanging by his side folded, clenched, folded, clenched again.

Just when Li Hua even wanted to break the jar and say that he is actually the Daojun Wuzang, Pei Ming's indifferent voice suddenly sounded: "You are making a gesture to indicate to us that the person in the honey-colored robe in the distance from the fishing boat is the Wuzang Daojun?"

When his voice fell, Song Dingding and Li Hua looked up at the fishing boat at the same time.

In the distance, the river surface is open and calm, with mountains and peaks, green and green, like a landscape painting of splashing ink, while the silhouette of a honey-colored figure in the distance of the fishing boat is slightly abrupt, like a forcibly cutting the dividing line between yin and yang.

Xu Shi noticed that someone was watching, the figure slowly turned his head, and his long light silver hair fluttered along with his movements.

His skin was snow-white, his lips were crimson, and his eyebrows were calm and calm, but he didn't look old-fashioned.

The light yellow and white honey color is warm and dazzling, with the unique brilliance of teenagers, without the slightest embellishment, but at a glance, people can't take their eyes away.

Song Dingding's eyes were stunned, and he took a deep breath: "This is... Daojun Wu Zang?"

Li Hua pursed his lips. This person looks almost like Daojun Wuzang. What kind of trouble is this kind of bright and bright boy?

He looked at Pei Ming, but saw that Pei Ming's expression was slightly stagnant, and he suddenly realized that this was because Daojun Wu Zang made a difference.

Because there is only one main divine sense, which transforms into a clone, and after stripping away the divine sense, the 'Pei Ming' of this woman's clothing will temporarily resemble a puppet.

At this moment, Daojun Wu Zang's consciousness should be on the avatar of the honey-colored lingerie, leading and controlling the thoughts and consciousness of the avatar.

Thinking of this, Li Hua couldn't help smacking his tongue.

Speaking of which, he had to forget that Daojun Wu Zang was younger than him, probably in his twenties, but he was very young.

Could it be that Wu Zang Daojun felt that women's clothes could not be used, so he changed back to his men's clothes?

Seeing the honey-colored figure coming from a distance, Li Hua came back to his senses and said, "That's right, this is Daojun Wuzang."

The more he lied, the thicker his face was inevitably thicker. At this moment, his face was not blushing or his heart was beating. Even though Song Dingding was good at observing words and expressions, he didn't notice anything unusual.

The person in front of her was completely different from what she imagined.

She thought that Daojun Wu Zang should be wearing a dark-colored robe, with dark skin, a pair of eyes shining with cold stars, two curved eyebrows as lacquer, and his face as carved with distinct features, like Wu Song, like Bao Zheng.

Coupled with a strong physique and a burly figure, this can be worthy of the title of "Killing God" that is popular among the people of Sanlu and Jiuzhou.

But the person who is getting closer and closer to her is like the beautiful young man walking out of the painting, bright and dazzling, and the brilliance cannot be concealed.

Seeing that he was about to come to his side, Song Dingding clung to Li Hua's sleeve, gritted his teeth and whispered, "Master, please introduce us quickly."

Li Hua reluctantly stretched out his hand and pointed at her: "This is my apprentice A Ding." He pointed to the still-moving 'Pei Ming' and said, "That one is the direct disciple of Daojun Yuwei of Tianmenzong. "

Song Dingding was sincere and lowered his body: "We are now trapped in prison, only you can help us get out of trouble, Dao-jun, please help us out."

When she spoke, her voice trembled unconsciously, and she didn't know whether it was the original owner's residual consciousness that instinctively feared him, or the psychological obstacle that she could not overcome the genocide enemy.

There was a faint smile in the bottom of the boy's eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised: "God does not have mercy on all beings. Why should I pity you?"

His smile was gentle, as warm and dazzling as his honey-colored lingerie, but his expression was dark and gloomy, vague and distant.

Song Dingding looked at him slightly absent-minded, but didn't know how to refute his words.

The creator of the secret realm is God, but God put them in danger again and again, forced out the demons they suppressed in their hearts, and instigated them to kill each other.

God does not have mercy on all living beings, so why does Daojun Wuzang sympathize with her?

The tide was back on the riverside, the dark blue water slapped the reefs, and the damp wind brushed the broken hair between her foreheads. She slowly raised her head: "I'll make a deal with you."

"You save us, except for the soul and life, you can take everything else." Song Dingding's voice was firm.

The young man smiled: "Okay."

Fingers with clear knuckles touched her forehead, and a mass of warm fluorescent light penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness. She heard a soft and ethereal voice: "A contract is a contract, and a contract is destroyed."

The old man who was waiting on the fishing boat lost his patience and shouted loudly: "If you still can't go, it will be dark!"

"A Ding, what are you doing? Can you hurry up and wait for you alone!"

"That's right! If you don't want to leave, stay here and give others the chance to live."

"It's almost a stick of incense, how can I let us all wait for you alone!"

Those who left on the last boat couldn't help but complain.

Ma Yun just said to let them wait first, but this time has been waiting for so long, seeing the sky getting dark, remembering the water ghost that the old man said, he was anxious to death.

Song Dingding came back to his senses, ignored them, looked at Daojun Wu Zang who was walking away, turned his head and asked Li Hua, "What did he mean just now?"

Li Hua sighed: "This is the contract of the Immortal Mansion. When you take a bath, look at your back."

"But he hasn't said what the deal is with me."

"He will come back to find you."

She nodded understandingly, and returned her gaze to the faint honey-colored figure.

He strolled onto the fishing boat, and knocked on the top of the old man's head with his palms. The old man's hunched body was lifted up like a little chicken. The old man couldn't help but shouted: "What are you crazy man trying to do? Let me go!"

Daojun Yuwei, who was reluctant to leave, wanted to wait until the last boat said goodbye to Pei Ming before leaving, his brows moved slightly, and he stepped forward with his sword: "Who are you?"

No wonder he reacted so fiercely. Pei Ming changed his identity. His body and appearance were similar. As the person in charge of various sects temporarily, Daojun Yuwei had never seen the young man in front of him.

The wrist moved slightly, and the answer to him was a crisp sound of 'click'.

The old man's head drooped down at a strange angle, and his feet suspended in the air suddenly turned into transparent fish tails, hanging on the fishing boat board.

The people who were sitting by the river, waiting to die, suddenly exclaimed: "Jiang Mian, look at the Jiang Mian!"

The exclamation sounded like thunder blasting through the crowd, and behind the gradually receding fog, a translucent human-faced fish-body water ghost appeared, and nearly a thousand water ghosts came along with the damp river wind.

Even if they knew that the struggle was useless, everyone still tightly grasped their treasures under the strong desire to survive. Some people even threw out their own meat shield spiritual pets, hoping that the spiritual pets could play a life-saving role at this critical juncture.

However, before the wet water ghosts came ashore, the young man standing by the river folded his slender fingers and snapped his fingers, and most of the water ghosts blew up and died in the air.

The sound of self-explosion continued like fireworks. When the water ghost's translucent body exploded, stumps and flesh flew out, and blood rained suddenly in the sky.

The white clothes stained with stench and blood, half of the fingers wearing the storage ring, and the cracked eyeballs mixed with the internal organs, slammed and fell down.

The dozen or so people who couldn't stop complaining about Song Dingding's delay just now saw the familiar satin robes from the broken limbs.

The **** stumps of the water ghosts burst out from their stomachs, and they were actually the thirty people who were taken away by the old man on the boat in the previous two trips.

They screamed and escaped from the fishing boat. It turned out that the opposite side of the river was not a way to survive, but a ghost in the water that fed on people.

Song Dingding shouted loudly, slightly dazed: "Master, the water ghost is half dead."

Li Hua nodded: "The other half also escaped."

She whispered to herself, "I feel like I'm at a loss."

Li Hua comforted: "Be confident and remove the appearance."

Song Dingding: "..."

Song Dingding felt a little complicated.

This kind of complicated emotion is like going to the store to buy clothes. The boss said that the clothes cost 100 yuan. She carefully cut the clothes down to 70 yuan, for fear that the boss would be unhappy.

But the boss said ok without hesitation, then packed the clothes with a smile and put them in her hands.

She originally thought that there would be a **** fight, like a big fight scene in a movie. With one kill, a thousand dead bodies of water ghosts piled up, which shocked people.

But in fact, Wu Zang Daojun just snapped his fingers.

What the **** is going on here?

Is he the reincarnation of Thanos?

Song Dingding let out a long sigh, and when the riverside calmed down, the honey-colored figure disappeared.

Daojun Yuwei came with his sword, frowned and asked, "Who is that man just now? His hair is silver-white, and his body is extremely heavy. He doesn't look like a cultivator."

No one else noticed, but when he paid attention to Pei Ming, he saw her talking to that person by the way.

Originally far away, he thought that the person was a disciple of which sect. Just as he got closer, he realized that the man was not a disciple in the team at all.

Song Dingding glanced at Li Hua, and seeing Li Hua nod, she slowly said, "The Immortal Mansion, there is no Zang Daojun."

Before he finished speaking, Daojun Yuwei's face suddenly changed: "What did you say? The Immortal Mansion..."

He opened his mouth but didn't say the name of "Wu Zang Daojun" behind, which is enough to prove how powerful this person is in the three continents and nine continents.

Daojun Yuwei couldn't help but ask: "Why is he here? What is your relationship with him?"

Song Dingding didn't lift his head and walked forward: "I have nothing to do with him, if Dao-Jun Yuwei is curious, he might as well stand by the river and scold him, maybe he will answer your questions. "

She was slightly annoyed when she spoke, but not without reason.

Daojun Wu Zang hid in the team, and it was Li Hua who sent him a letter, and he suddenly appeared with his true face.

If Daojun Yuwei stood by the river and scolded him, maybe he would really appear again.

Daojun Yuwei was speechless by what Song Dingding said. He looked at her figure walking away, feeling a little restless in his heart.

The thirty people who were taken away by the old man who was transformed into a water ghost by boat were all destroyed.

Perhaps it was their conscience that the dozen people who survived due to Song Dingding's delay, spontaneously stepped forward to pick up the stumps and try to piece them together to bury them on the spot.

But Song Zhizhi, one of the surviving population, did not have such self-consciousness and kindness.

Where had she seen such a disgusting scene, she could not wait to hide away, she couldn't help but be thankful, fortunately, she didn't squeeze those people and was left behind to board the boat at the end.

She followed closely behind Song Dingding step by step, looking at Song Dingding, her eyes were full of complicated emotions.

In the past two days, she had some dirty things on her body, as if she was haunted.

He rotted and stinks, chased her wildly in his dreams, and told her over and over that he was killed by Song Dingding.

He also said that Song Dingding was not dead at all, and the A Ding in the team was Song Dingding.

Song Zhizhi didn't believe this at first. She watched Song Dingding die after taking poison and was cremated by Daojun Yuwei.

But now, she was slightly shaken.

A Ding can do alchemy and divination in the future. He can drink thirty glasses of spirits, and he can kill mutant beasts in the arena with the swordsmanship of Chunsheng tidbits.

Even Xian Li Hua, the number one swordsman in Jiuzhou who never accepted apprentices, accepted A Ding as his apprentice after only half a month of acquaintance with A Ding.

All these impossibility has become a reality, then the dead Song Dingding is the current A Ding, what is impossible?

It seems that she has to find a chance to explore, first to find out whether A Ding is a man.

Song Dingding stopped abruptly, and Song Zhizhi directly bumped into her back shoulder, she turned her head: "Why are you always following me?"

Song Zhizhi rubbed the tip of her red nose: "It's okay, I just wanted to ask you, are your hemorrhoids healed?"

Song Dingding: "..."

Since Ma Yun found out that she had 'hemorrhoids', all the disciples of the major sects knew about it.

She couldn't even remember how many people casually cared about her hemorrhoids.

Song Dingding gritted his teeth and replied word by word, "Maybe it will be soon. You follow me, just want to ask me about it?"

Song Zhizhi shook her head, and she pretended to cover her nose: "I mean, how many days have you not bathed and changed? You can't help but wipe your body even if you have hemorrhoids. You smell a little dirty when you smell yourself."

After saying that, she made a disgusting expression, turned her head and left.

Song Dingding frowned, raised his arm, put it between his nose and sniffed lightly.

She stayed up all night for two days in a row, practiced swordsmanship with Li Hua all night, and flipped through the original owner's diary all night. Where did she have time to shower and change?

After waking up, he was frightened and guarded against Snake King and Yuwei Daojun, and simply wiped his body with the soaked satin.

Does she really stink?

But why can't she smell it herself?

Song Dingding was about to step forward to ask Li Hua if he had any talisman paper, when he saw a passenger boat swaying by the river. The boat was two stories high. Gu Chaoyu stood on the bow, and when he saw her, he waved and shouted: "A Ding, we're here to pick you up!"

Gu Chaoyu was dressed in bright red, and everyone on the river bank cried with joy when they heard her voice.

After Gu Chaoyu and Lu Qingchen got off the boat, she explained to Daojun Yuwei: "Qingchen and I walked all the way from the forest that day to the river, just in time to catch up with the owner of Qingping Villa and bring his wife out for fishing. , was invited to Qingping Villa as a guest."

"After Fang Caiyu was cut off, Qingchen couldn't contact you anymore. I asked the owner of the village, and he said that there are often water ghosts on the riverside, so we came directly by boat."

After all, she seemed to have noticed the extra graves by the river, and her expression became a little dignified: "It seems that we are still late."

Daojun Yuwei was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "The deceased is gone, get on the boat."

However, in just a few hours, thirty people had already died, and the mood of the others was a little low. After getting on the boat, they did not show much joy.

The passenger boat didn't need to oar manually, and the speed was a hundred times faster than the old man's fishing boat. It arrived at Qingping Mountain Villa about an hour and a half later.

This villa is luxurious in style, with lush forests and mountains, covering an area of ​​more than three million square meters, and the terrain is extremely open and vast.

When they got off the boat, a steward came to receive them.

The housekeeper was wearing a black tuxedo with white gloves on his hands. He introduced in a graceful manner: "Our village owner was originally an aristocrat of the animal kingdom, but he moved here because of disagreements with the king."

"Distinguished guests, our owner is generous and kind to others. You can use this place as your own home."

Although the housekeeper was very enthusiastic, everyone suffered a loss in the animal kingdom. When they heard that the owner was related to the king of the animal kingdom, their faces darkened.

After the casualties along the way, they learned a little bit and turned their attention to Song Dingding, as if they were asking for her opinion.

Song Dingding carefully recalled the original plot.

The owner of Qingping Mountain Villa was originally a noble duke of the animal kingdom. Because of pity, he took in a human woman with scars. In the process of getting along with the woman, the owner of the villa couldn't help falling in love with her.

The human woman is pregnant, and the village owner fights against her unfair treaty with the king, and is eventually expelled from the animal kingdom by the king.

Then the village owner migrated to this land with human women, and created Qingping Villa himself to take in some homeless humans and animals.

Since the owner of the village and a human woman got married, his personality has changed greatly. He has changed from the gloomy and dull temperament in the past, and has become generous, hospitable, cheerful and generous.

Not long after the marriage, the wife slipped the tire and suffered from mild depression.

Under the careful care of the owner, his wife's condition gradually improved. Last fall, she became pregnant with her second child.

In the original text, the owner of the village did not ask them to do anything excessive, but only hoped that they could help his wife to give birth to the baby in her belly smoothly.

Song Dingding nodded at them, indicating that it doesn't matter, compared to the first two secret realms, this place is already a heaven-level treatment.

It was late, and the owner and his wife had already fallen asleep. The housekeeper placed them in the guest yard of Qingping Villa, and asked the maid to prepare a tub and hot water to wash away their fatigue.

Song Dingding was nervous all the way, and now he can finally relax for a while.

The maid brought the cooked food, but she remembered that Song Zhizhi said that she had a smell on her body, so she didn't care about eating, and after locking the door, she took off her gray robe.

The guest room of Qingping Villa is elegantly furnished, with a double phoenix luodian bead curtain hanging next to the bathtub, blocking twelve screens with ebony inlaid tassel fringes, and a person-high water mirror leaning against the window.

She lives in a guest room on the third floor, and outside the window is a blue lake. The mirror lake is winding and horizontal, next to the base of the wall at the bottom of the first floor, and thorns and cacti are planted, which gives people a lot of security.

Song Dingding propped up the window, and under the gentle night wind, stepped into the double-layered oval-shaped mahogany tub.

The soup was warm, soothing her fatigue, and the moonlight poured into the tub through the window lattice, and the water surface was flowing with fine fluorescent light.

She spread her arms out, dipped her body in the soup, raised her head slightly, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a long mirror on the water surface under the window.

- This is the contract of the Immortal Mansion. While you're in the shower, look at your back.

Song Dingding suddenly remembered what Li Hua had said, she sat up straight, turned her back to the long mirror, and turned to look at herself in the mirror.