The Harem Rescue Project

"Is it warm?"

Han Shengyao's purple eyes calmly rested on Lin Qianshuang's face, and then gently let go of the originally clasped hand.

The calmness and clarity in her deep eyes made Lin Qianshuang a little ashamed. It always seemed that she had thought too much and had misunderstood the other party.

Lin Qianshuang's face was reddened as he watched, feeling a little nervous for some reason, and whispered, "It's getting warmer."

Han Shengyao let out a "um", and walked forward unhurriedly. Lin Qianshuang followed her behind her nervously. She was slow for a while not to walk side by side with the master, always feeling that if it was Occasionally meeting her gaze, she will feel that the atmosphere is a bit solemn, which will make her feel overwhelmed.

The gloomy skull lights swayed forward and led the way from time to time, and the two passed the pontoon in tandem. The phosphorous fire jumping on the bridge took the initiative to avoid and jumped into a sea of ​​fiery red flowers. spark.

Last time I came with Chen Shangqing and others, she came and went in a hurry, and couldn't see clearly.

When he walked to the door this time, Lin Qianshuang realized that the plaque of this mansion was still engraved with words, but the writing was old and blurred into a ball after being eroded by wind.

In front of the closed copper door, there was a doorman standing at the door carrying a lantern. Seeing Han Shengyao was coming, Tongyin screamed his master gloomily, and Lin Qianshuang's goose bumps were all up. She kicked her. Stepping into the door threshold, passing by the door boy, the door boy was pale and stiff, and his body was like a thin layer of paper with green light, which was very infiltrating. She felt that the door boy was like a living sacrifice of this mansion. He made a living dead abruptly, and the original owner of this legacy must be a cruel and vicious fellow.

The faint fragrance of ink filled the library. It was the second time that Lin Qianshuang came here. She naturally took a stack of ancient books and walked to the cushion next to the three-legged cauldron that burned with rhino horn incense. She was absent-minded. Looking at the obscure and incomprehensible method, while thinking about finding an opportunity to ask Han Shengyao about Tianshu mirror.

Lin Qianshuang buried his head on the table for a long time and was almost drowsy, and suddenly fell into a dream.

In the bright and spacious temple, she was sitting on the desk copying the temple rules, holding her pen with jade-like white and beautiful hands, and then there was a hot body rubbing against her back.

Turning his head, a pair of steaming purple eyes looked at her dimly, his lips pressed against her side face, and the tip of her wet tongue licked on the contour of her face.

Although the black eyes turned into dark purple, and the silver hair scattered on her shoulders turned into black hair like a waterfall, she still recognized at a glance who was harassing her at the moment.

This woman with black hair and purple eyes should also be one of that person's facial features.

"Emperor Taiqing, why are you here? This is the master's bedroom."

She pushed the person behind her in horror, but was hugged tighter by the person behind, and the person's movements were more presumptuous. She stretched into her clothes and wandered around, fanning fire everywhere, causing her to shiver nervously. A cold sweat.

The man bit her earlobe, and she grabbed the hand that was about to get into the shirt.

She furiously opened her eyes: "Go, go back to where your temple is! This is Yuanhua Zhenjun's Thousand Yuan Palace, and you can't tolerate your presumptuousness."

The man looked at her panting, held her face with one hand, and smiled ambiguously: "I am very excited, and my back is soaked, but why do you open your mouth and say such awkward things? ."

There was a rush of footsteps, and the jade ground in the hall made a slight noise.

It was the master who came to the hall, and if the master saw her disheveled and hugged with Emperor Taiqing, then she would be finished.

She thought anxiously, but found that the person who was harassing her had disappeared. The only thing that was soaked in the clothes clinging to her body reminded her that everything just now was not an illusion.

"Taiqing was drugged, he shouldn't go too far, not here, is it somewhere else?"

The owner only stayed at the door of her temple for a while, then left, without even looking at her.

Her heart was extremely disappointed. Jian Xiu would only have a natal sword that was truly connected to life. Humans and swords should be inseparable and intimate, but her master was never cold to her, and he was harsh on her.

"Little fool, why are you crying, do you know that you look like you are tempting me now."

The table case was overturned, and the man suddenly fell on top of her. Those purple eyes swept across her drenched figure like fire, confining her hands to the ground, and the man licked what was falling on her face. Tears, whispered: "Your master has prescribed medicine to me, so should you be responsible for getting the medicine out for me?"

She opened her eyes angrily and said, "But it's not my fault."

The clothes of the two disappeared, and the man lying on her chest panting and sweating, while tossing her repeatedly, purple eyes blurted and said: "That's your fault, it was me you seduce first."

A cold hand suddenly touched his shoulder.

"No!"

Lin Qianshuang woke up abruptly, and stepped back emotionally. The neat ancient books on the table were scattered all over the floor.

"Disciple, I won't go to the front compartment and take a few books, what's wrong with you?"

The tall body of the purple-eyed beauty in a red dress leaned down slightly, and the familiar eyes in the dream looked at her with concern.

Lin Qianshuang reflexively slapped Han Shengyao's hand away in cold sweat, and her body couldn't help but shrank back. The crisp slapping sound made both of them stunned.

Han Shengyao was startled, holding a stack of classics, got up, put it on the table, and said, "Teacher, if you feel unwell, you can go to bed early. You can also comment with your teacher tomorrow."

Lin Qianshuang sat in a daze, waiting for Han Shengyao to leave before she was relieved, only feeling that she seemed to be stunned by the eyes in the dream.

This is not the first time I have dreamed this dream. Last time...she also dreamed it.

Her first reaction was to summon the system and ask what was going on in this dream.

【Host! Your strategy rescue mission is about to be completed. This is an Easter egg given to you by the system for free. It is about the identity egg that will be unlocked after you get the magic pill in your body~ It may be triggered when you encounter the target object. 】

Lin Qianshuang rolled her eyes and felt terrible. "The so-called egg reward is to sleep with a woman who can’t see her face in a different scene in a dream. Sorry, I would rather give such a stimulating and nauseating reward. no, thanks."

[Host, you have thought about it a lot, ooh, those are obviously you, no, that magic pill has experienced something, how can you blame this system, 嘤嘤嘤~]

Has this system been upgraded to version 2.0? How can it be so cute?

Lin Qianshuang thought silently, the system babbled a few more times, and then disappeared in the air.

"Wait, that easter egg reward, remember to cancel it for me."

Beep————————.

There was a long beep, and the system seemed to pretend to be dead, but there was no answer, but the character’s favorability interface. The three characters Xuan Luowan disappeared completely, replaced by the ununlocked task under the demon emperor’s portrait frame, and one from a hundred years ago. A loving side mission.

The character favorability rescue strategy interface just disappeared from the eyes, and the zombie-like door boy suddenly appeared in front of her with a lantern.

Lin Qianshuang was taken aback by the big baby face that glowed with green light. The door boy had a red spot on his forehead, and his expressionless face looked like a paper doll burned on the day of funeral.

It's not that she had never seen someone more terrifying and strange than that door boy, how could there be such a big reaction today.

"Guest, it's time to go, the slave and maid will take you to your guest room."

The door boy made a please gesture. Lin Qianshuang was a little speechless about her nervousness. She calmed down, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable slimy all over.