Quick transmigration: Dress as a male leads white moonlight

Chapter 50 The President of Amnesia in the Inn (14)

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Jin Chi originally wanted to take the people away directly, but Cheng Yan insisted that Xu Yanping be sent back to the inn for placement. Even Jiang Xu helped her speak, so he sneered and ignored them.

Jiang Xu silently carried Xu Yanping all the way, and Cheng Yan followed silently.

It was not until he entered the inn, went upstairs, opened the room, and silently put the person on the bed, that Jiang Xu turned around, grabbed Jin Chi's neckline, made a fist with his right hand, his veins bulged, and punched him in the face.

The action was completed in one go, as if a long-depressed emotion finally broke out.

Jin Chi was caught off guard. He was beaten back several steps by the punch, and fell heavily into the chair by the table. Half of his face was wooden. He felt a little pain and his temples jumped.

After a few seconds of silence, he slowly raised his head and stared at Jiang Xu. His eyes flashed fiercely like an illusion. When he looked closely, there was only the carelessness of the young master. The tip of his tongue touched his chin, and he spat out blood. Bend his lips and smiled.

Nothing is more annoying than this.

Cheng Yan's mood was a little bit upset, and she glanced at Jiang Xu. Jiang Xu's expression was also angry at first, but instead of continuing to do it, she was still in a daze, and then she showed a complex expression similar to shame.

After thinking about it, she understood. Jin Chi's smile was very ironic, as if to say that you didn't just watch people die. Now that people are dead, what good do you want to be?

You can see that Jiang Xu feels uncomfortable. Cheng Yan retracted her gaze and said nothing. He is not a good thing. While doing bad things, he also acted as if he was conscientious, and he looked so polite. Looks like, if you really have a conscience, you won't be on Jin Chi's side until now.

Cheng Yan looked at Jin Chi in the chair: "You go out!"

Jin Chi didn't respond.

Cheng Yan sneered: "You never worry that I can run away, right?"

Jin Chi stared at her for a few seconds, stood up, and smiled at the corners of his lips: "Okay, I have to treat you better, don't you?" There was a pretentious regret in his tone. There is no such opportunity."

He took the lead to go out. Jiang Xu glanced at her hesitantly, what he wanted to say, looking at her indifferent, unable to speak a word, he also went out.

Cheng Yan walked to the bed, looking at Xu Yanping's bloodless face with a little complicated mood.

Are the people in the book really alive?

Is the world in the book real?

If so, did she kill others in vain for her mission?

She went into the book to do the task because she wanted to get back to health, but she didn't want to do anything for it.

She wondered if she was doing it right.

Perceiving the shaking of the host, the system cannot continue to stand by: [Host, once the mission starts, it can only exit if it fails. ]

Cheng Yan is also thought to quit, but some negative emotions: [You should have a way to get him back to life, right? ] The

system coldly comforted: [The books that the host travels through have already opened the world of different dimensions, and everyone's fate has been arranged by the author. His death has nothing to do with the host. No matter what you do, he will die. Once the other-dimensional world is closed, they are just characters on paper, and they don't actually exist. The host should not have feelings for any characters. ]

Cheng Yan some to understand, Xu Yanping and her supporting role as cannon fodder, men and women are a stepping stone to the main feelings on the road, even Xu Yanping to die in order to save her, maybe only author to arrange his fate only.

It's like a puppet man manipulated by invisible hands.

Sadly, he didn't even notice it, being pushed towards the predetermined ending by that hand.

Cheng Yan felt that the author of this story must have never imagined that this book would form a world of different dimensions, so how terrible is the person who stands behind the world and has the ability to create the world?

Isn't it a human?

Creator?

Isn't it the god in the legend?

Her thinking moved more and more, and the cold voice of the system seemed to have some dissatisfaction: [Host, don't speculate, do your task. ]

Oh, it looks like it's not human anymore.

Cheng Yan asked thoughtfully: [Since the author has arranged everything, why did my task fail in the last world? Why didn't the hero and the heroine fall in love with each other? ]

System: [Because once a different-dimensional world is generated, the characters in the book will come alive. Some people's self-awareness will gradually increase, and they will be out of the control of the author's will. This is why you are asked to maintain the plot. ]

Said to maintain the plot, in fact, it is just to maintain the ending of the male and female masters together.

No, it does not necessarily mean that men and women are together.

Thinking of the remedial tasks in the previous world, Cheng Yan suddenly felt a bit interesting. What the system really wanted was... sweetness, right?

Compared to sweetness, a more vivid name should be...love?

Perhaps I realize that the more I talk, the more I reveal, the system is cleverly silent this time.

Cheng Yan was even more curious.

Who is the man behind all this? What is the ultimate meaning of doing tasks?

After staying in the room for a while, Jin Chi knocked on the door and told her to go. She didn't want to run, so she followed them out of the inn.

Jiang Xu and Jin Chi are both here. It should be easier for the hero to save the boss wife. After all, there is only Yanmo left on the Huangling Tomb.

Cheng Yan deliberately delayed the time and walked very slowly. Jin Chi was vaguely impatient and didn't say anything.

She guessed that the time when the tomb door was opened was when the moon was full, and now it was still dark. Jin Chi was so indulgent in her. According to his words, he treats her better now, and there is no chance anyway.

The route of the imperial mausoleum was extremely hidden, and it was set to be hit by the kind of ghost that she encountered when she went down the mountain that day.