I Deliver Candy To Men

Song Yingying heard that it had no so-called tone, and still gave her tasks as usual, angry and shocked.

"This is a pit!" she emphasized, "you made me jump into the pit!"

There was a moment of silence in the air. Then, it was the system's slightly guilty voice: "Bao'er, do you mind this?"

"Of course!" Song Yingying said loudly, "I really mind!"

She hates jumping in pits the most! Especially this kind of broken in a key place, hanging people's appetite, the most hated!

"If you dig a hole and don't fill it, there will be no chirps in your next life!"

The system paused and said, "If it's a girl, there's no need for Xiao Haw."

"Hehe, really?" Song Yingying sneered, "Don't girls need Xiao Haw?"

The system was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted, and couldn't help being shocked: "Bao'er, are you still my Bao'er?"

"I'm not!" Song Yingying said with her brows raised and her eyes raised, holding the pit book tightly in her hand, "Give me a pit jump, I'm not your treasure!"

The system had to apologize again.

Then it said: "Dad didn't deliberately trick you. In fact, this is the task of the filling system. Isn't Daddy fighting the villain system? Last time you did a task for Dad and gave Dad a vote. , now my father can upgrade by one vote. The filling system has not yet expressed its position, and my father wants to get that vote. For such an important thing, my father does not worry about doing it for others. "

It pitifully said: "Dad didn't expect that you would mind jumping into the hole so much. Daddy is wrong. Dad won't give you a hole in the future, so you can help fill the hole. By the way, you also do the male supporting task, double the amount of money. I'll give you all the points, 20 points!"

Song Yingying was originally angry, but when she heard that she had twenty points to take, most of her anger dissipated.

Twenty minutes! Twenty minutes!

"Bao'er, Dad won't charge you for any props you need in this mission!" The system saw that she had loosened up, and immediately assured: "Dad has it all!"

Song Yingying pouted and said, "That's fine."

For the sake of twenty points.

Shaking the wrinkled book, lying back on the sofa, he began to study it carefully.

The second time she watched the plot of this mission, she couldn't help feeling distressed about the male supporting role.

"Such a good little brother, how did the author succeed?"

There are so many men who have changed beyond recognition after their girlfriends or wives lost their lives. Others are directly disgusting, vicious, and disgusting.

This little brother, he did not dislike it at all, and even said: "When the breeze blows, there is no dust."

Those things were like dust in his heart, and they dissipated as soon as the wind blew. He doesn't care, and he doesn't want the heroine to care. He only cares that she only holds him alone in her heart, and only wants to live a good life for the two of them.

How open-minded and cute!

"This author must have been scolded badly, so he can't write anymore," she said.

He scolded Yan Yumo again: "It's a bastard! Strong criminal! Shameless! Despicable! Shameless!"

In addition to the male protagonist, she felt that the female protagonist was also indescribable.

The change of heart of the heroine is written in the book, mainly during the period when she was imprisoned by Yan Yumo after she committed suicide. She saw Yan Yumo's side after side, his last resort, his dark childhood, a loveless heart beneath his powerful appearance, his fragility and pain.

Also, his perverted possessiveness towards her, his domineering and unreasonable methods, left a thick ink in her heart, gradually overshadowing her clear, transparent and simple love for Mencius.

To put it simply, this heroine likes stimulation and is more like the Virgin.

"Poor little brother." Song Yingying closed the book and sighed, "So, which node do you want to send me to?"

The weather was gloomy, and before dusk, the sky and the earth were already gray.

On the narrow mountain path, there was a corpse lying on the ground, blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the rugged ground red.

A red-clothed boy carried a **** long sword and walked to the carts. Lift the lid and look inside.

I saw a radiant Xia Duan lying quietly inside, bright red, dazzlingly beautiful, different from the dark red that was stained with blood on his body, this is the red only a bride can wear.

It was the material that Yan Yumo prepared for Ye Ning's wedding dress. It was shipped from a great distance and cost a lot of money.

Mencius's head was full of pain and hatred, the tip of the sword lifted Xia Duan, and he turned his wrist a few times, and Xia Duan suddenly turned into rags.

He finally felt a little more comfortable, and went to check a few other cars.

All of them were collected from other places by Xueyingmen. He destroyed them one by one. If they could not be destroyed, they pushed them down the mountain and fell to the bottom of the valley.

Finally, he checked the last car, just lifted the lid, his eyes suddenly froze. I saw that there was a little boy wearing a blood eagle door clothes. Only seven or eight years old, curled up in the corner in horror, looking at him shiveringly.

This should be the child of one of the Blood Eagle Sect disciples who had just been killed by him. Mencius raised his wrist, and the tip of the sword touched the side of the little boy's neck, unable to move.

His eyes were a little dazed. He hated the Blood Eagle Sect, and all the disciples of the Blood Eagle Sect hated him. But this is still a child. Could it be that he wants to kill even the child? Big devil, do you want to kill even children?

Just when he was in a trance, the child suddenly took out his hand from behind and threw a handful of powder with his hand!

Mencius raised his hand to block it subconsciously, and when he looked again, the child had already jumped out and ran away!

He pursed his lips and rubbed his fingers against the sticky hilt of the sword, without chasing him.

He is tired. After killing more than 30 people, he was tired.

Song Yingying appeared at this time.

She dressed like a village girl. The original owner went up the mountain to collect herbs and accidentally fell down, and she came through. At this moment, she was carrying a basket on her back, looking at the blood-colored figure standing on the mountain path, her heart trembled~www.wuxiamtl.com~, she felt that little brother was so good! Handsome and kind! Even if he is blackened, he is still a charming little brother!

However, when the black and white characters turned into a living person, standing in front of her, covered in blood, a lot of blood was splattered on her fair and handsome face, and her boots were almost soaked with blood, standing in the center of the corpse and looking at her, she couldn't help but double The little bit of caution that I got when my legs are weak ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ is gone!

Omg! How scary!

Mencius Zian glanced at the girl who appeared in the field of vision around the corner, and after only one glance, he withdrew his gaze.

Turn around and go down the mountain.

Rivers and lakes people, and ordinary people do not violate the river water.

"Wait, wait a minute!" Song Yingying endured her fear and stopped him.

If he just left, it would take a lot of effort for her to appear in front of him again.

When she first arrived, Song Yingying hadn't figured out what to do, so she ran over and tried to ask for help: "I, I don't know the way, can you take me down the mountain?"

Mencius settled down. He looked down the mountain.

There is only one way down the mountain, she can go down the mountain by walking along this road, why should he take it?

He lifted the long sword and used the place that was not infected with blood to look at his image at the moment.

Covered in blood, ferocious and terrifying.

In the past, young girls used to make excuses to approach him, but now, he is obviously a crooked villain, why did she still come to strike up a conversation?

Mencius' brows moved slightly, thinking of Ye Ning. Is it true that the big devil is more attractive than the good person? She is like this, and so is the girl in front of her.

The corners of his lips curled into a sarcastic arc, he put the long sword on Song Yingying's shoulder, and the sword edge pressed against the side of her neck: "You want me to lead the way?"

He hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse, which seemed rather strange to his ears.

Song Yingying controlled her legs so as not to tremble, she wanted to cry without tears. She wanted to slap her mouth so much, why did she make such a stupid excuse? But she couldn't think of anything else!

She was terrified!

He exuded a thick **** aura, and she resisted it so much that she didn't spit it out, and she couldn't move her mind at all.

Trying to turn his head, looking into his eyes, trying to ignore the blood on his face and body, stammering: "Yes, yes, I can't see things clearly at night, you, you are so kind, Take me down."

Mencius could see at a glance that she was lying. He went down the mountain to practice at the age of thirteen. It has been five years now. He has encountered many cunning people. Her little tricks can't escape his eyes.

Moreover, she had a pair of watery, clear eyes, and she looked so good, how could she be unable to see the road at night?

There was a feeling of exhaustion in his heart, he withdrew his long sword, turned and walked down the mountain.

Song Yingying hurriedly followed behind him.

There was a strong smell of blood on his body, she didn't dare to get too close, and trotted after him.

When I walked to the place where more than 30 corpses were lying on the side, my scalp was about to explode. I tried my best to raise my head, I didn't dare to look at it, and I stumbled around.

The system flattered: "Bao'er, I gave you a mosaic, don't be afraid, go boldly!"

Song Yingying looked down and saw that the corpse that was lying on the ground just now had turned into pixels.

"..." After a moment of speechlessness, she said, "You really can."

When approaching the foot of the mountain, she finally came up with an idea: "Young man, it's inappropriate for you to go down the mountain like this, and you will be treated as a demon! Why don't you go home with me, I'll find my father's clothes for you to wear!"

Mencius stood still, turned around and looked at her through the dim light: "Do you think I'm not a demon?"

"No!" Song Yingying pretended to be innocent, "You look righteous at first glance, how could it be an evil demon?"

Although she pretended to be innocent, but because she knew that he had just turned black, and that the people who had just killed were all from the Blood Eagle Sect, she did not resist him in her heart, and her eyes were very clear.

Meng Zian looked at her big clear eyes and couldn't help but pause.

"I am." He turned his head away, raised his jaw slightly, and looked at the drowsy distant sky, "I am a demon, so why should I be afraid of what others think of me?"

Song Yingying bit her head, stepped forward and shoved him: "Hey! Young heroes are really joking! You just killed people from the Blood Eagle Sect, and the Blood Eagle Sect are all bad people, you killed bad people, you must be Nice guy!"

He asked him again: "Which sect is the disciple of Shao Xia? Killing so many people in one breath, the martial arts are really high!"

She tried to ignore the stickiness between her fingers and gave him a thumbs up.

The author has something to say: Mencius Zian: This girl's eyes are really not very good at night.