The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With
Chapter 1611: Lord God, don't mess with 89
The detection program was bounced back, and the main system was backfired. With a 'click', it fell from the top and fell into Mu Qi's arms.
The action of the girl holding something in her arms made the surrounding men feel that she was carrying a rare treasure.
‘Main system, what’s wrong with you? ’
[...] The main system didn't want to pay attention to her, and continued to check, but Ling Qingxuan was foggy and still couldn't see anything clearly.
No, it has to go back.
She didn't even want to say hello, the body of the main system began to dissipate, and Mu Qi panicked.
"Main system? Is it because of insufficient spiritual power? How did you become like this?"
She was busy transmitting spiritual power, and because of the injury, the girl's complexion became even paler.
【release. 】
The main system was in a hurry to go back, but it didn't want to appear in front of Ling Qingxuan with this honorable face. After a little thought, it was going to borrow ee's body. As for this body, just stay here for the time being.
The light on the screen went out, and Muqi didn't respond any more.
The appearance of the black screen also appeared in front of everyone.
"What kind of treasure is this, I've never seen it before."
"Who cares, it must be a good thing. Anyway, she is the only one. If something is robbed, we will...hehehe."
"..."
Mu Qi was worried about the main system, and what they were discussing over there could be heard clearly.
Time to change places.
She put the main system into her small backpack and got up to leave.
"Girl, are you going out? It's dangerous outside." said the man who just handed her the water bag.
Mu Qi moved her steps, thinking that they are more dangerous because of their large numbers.
Gotta find a quiet place quickly and take a good look at what's wrong with the main system.
"Go out and breathe, it's a little hot inside."
Mu Qi walked towards the wooden door, and several men stood up and surrounded her.
"Take it off when it's hot, we'll never watch it."
"Yeah, why don't you put this fire out too?"
Mu Qi shook his head, "It can't be destroyed."
A few people laughed evilly and put out the fire with one kick.
"Oops, this leg doesn't obey me."
In the dim ruined temple, Mu Qi frowned.
If there is no fire, those monsters will come in.
Not much nonsense, she walked out, others stretched out their hands, she opened her spiritual eyes, and avoided them sensitively.
She planned to open the door and leave, but she didn't want someone to touch the door and hold it back.
"You don't understand what we're talking about, you said it, I... uh!"
The man whimpered and fell to the ground suddenly.
Mu Qi sensed the demonic energy, squatted down, and opened her spiritual eyes.
The cyan gas diffused in from the outside, and Mu Qi held her breath.
The people standing were panicked.
"What's the matter, fourth child, talk to me!"
The first person who fell to the ground did not respond, and the others hurriedly said: "Light the fire, fast! Light it!"
Presumably they also discovered the importance of fires.
Mu Qi hugged the backpack, stuck it to the door, and waited quietly.
"That woman must know the way to avoid monsters, hurry up and catch her!"
Mu Qi pursed her lips and held her breath, and several monsters were attracted by the human breath.
In the ruined temple, the dim sparks went out little by little, the man's mourning surrounded his ears, and blood poured into the tip of his nose.
Mu Qi's eyes were dull, and he didn't want to look again.
To die like this seems like nothing.
She let go of her breath and waited quietly, but the cyan fog seemed to not see her, and just swirled around elsewhere.
The ears finally quieted down. Mu Qi looked down and saw a faint light emitting from her bag. She regained her senses.
"The main system..."
She poked the black screen and smiled.
...
"I'll go to the supermarket."
Ling Qingxuan and Feng Jue walked downstairs to the house, the young man said with a faint look in his eyes.
The little girl wanted to go with him, but was stopped.
"I'll be fine soon, my lord, wait for me."
The boy's feet were gusty and he fled quickly.
Ling Qingxuan stood under the street lamp, and the incandescent light shone down on the little girl's fair face.
Blinking coldly, she said, "He looks nervous."
"Don't be in a hurry. If you speed up the gathering of spiritual power like this, it will be counterproductive."
Ling Qingxuan, who was still sealed in her spiritual consciousness, curled her fingers slightly and did not answer.
"Are you jealous and unhappy?" Qingsi asked patiently.
Still no response.
Qingsi touched her wrist, "If not, then I'll continue."
In the supermarket, Feng Jue stood in front of the supplies, her cheeks slightly red.
[Host, the frequency of your heartbeat is enough to call an ambulance. 】
zz teased: [Why do you want to buy this, can't you just do it? 】
Feng Jue looked away and bought bread instead.
'The things that aunt taught you haven't been cleaned up yet? ’
[Cough, my memory is so big, I don’t need to clean it up, it’s just common sense, there’s nothing to clean up. 】zz coughs twice, 【Host, you haven't seen it before, or I'll give you some money... 】
zz is blocked.
After Feng Jue settled the bill, he came out.
Ling Qingxuan waved at him, "Okay?"
"Um."
"What model did you buy?" the little girl asked.
The teenager took out the bread, "Big, sandwich."
Love Silk: ? ? ?
She looked at the bread in her hand, dumbfounded.
Feng Jue was amused by this stupid little appearance. He rubbed Ling Qingxuan's head and held her hand, "Go, go home."
In the small home that Feng Jue had set up before, everything was complete.
When Ling Qingxuan looked at it now, he instantly understood his previous thoughts.
This is all for her.
She was placed on the sofa, and Feng Jue went to clean up.
While nibbling on the bread, Ling Qingxuan suddenly said, "If I hadn't come to see you all this time, wouldn't these things be prepared for nothing?"
Feng Jue's tidy hands paused slightly and chuckled, "Whether the adults come to see me or not, I will always be prepared."
The young man worked very neatly. After tidying things up, he started cooking for Aya Qingxuan.
But when she was out shopping, Feng Jue had already given her a lot of food.
"I can't eat it." Ling Qingxuan looked down at the unfinished bread in her hand.
The boy took it naturally and took a bite, "I'll help the adults eat."
"When do you go to bed then?"
The little girl's words almost made Feng Jue choke.
He pursed his lips, "Sir, are you sleepy?"
Aya Qingxuan nodded.
"Then let's go back to the main **** space?" Feng Jue stopped what she was doing and pretended not to know what she meant.
Qingsi felt that it was better for her to take the initiative. After all, although this little guy liked her, she was very shy and didn't dare to do anything.
She took a few steps forward and heard a mechanical sound in her ears.
[Lord Lord God, what's going on? Your spiritual power...]
The little girl's eyes flickered, and the red rope on her wrist suddenly broke and fell to the ground.
When Feng Jue saw this scene, his heart sank.
The man standing there closed his eyes and reopened to look at him, a cold voice came from his lips.
"Feng Jue, you don't have to live for me."