After I traveled through the book, I became the Prime Minister's favorite

Mu Qinglang spoke eloquently and felt superior. He said such words at this moment to wake up the compatriots who were "assimilated" by the ignorant ancient times.

Song Mianmian was noncommittal, but looked at Mu Qinglang's eyes more and more alienated.

Sure enough, they are not all the way.

As early as she knew that Mu Qinglang had made gunpowder, she had this thought in her heart.

How can I say it.

Probably because I don’t cry when I don’t see the coffin.

Even if he already had such a guess in his heart, he was still unwilling to see it with his own eyes.

Song Mianmian's silence made Mu Qinglang even more annoyed, "I really didn't expect that you really thought so. Didn't I say you were too involved in the drama?"

"These ancient people were ignorant..."

"Enough." Song Mianmian couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted Mu Qinglang.

It sounds really harsh to say something about an ignorant ancient person.

Song Mianmian lived in this era, and knew very well that these people were not ignorant at all.Mu Qinglang, on the other hand, was full of stereotypes.

Very self-deprecating.

Mu Qinglang's eyes became more mocking, "Sure enough, you..."

"Do you want me to remind you again that you were defeated by these ignorant ancient people?" Seeing Mu Qinglang's character clearly, Song Mianmian was no longer polite.

When Song Mianmian said this, Mu Qinglang became even angrier. She couldn't help retorting, "Did I lose to them? I lost to you!"

"If you didn't make gunpowder, they want to win me?" Mu Qinglang still thought highly of herself, and her words were full of disdain and arrogance.

Song Mianmian didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Endured and endured, and finally said: "You both have gunpowder, but you lost in the end, wake up, you are just a human being, not a god."

Do you really regard yourself as the protagonist?
"That's Bei Zhai's people can't do it!"

Song Mianmian laughed angrily when she heard Mu Qinglang's words, it was the first time she saw such a stubborn person, anyway, she was the best, she was number one in the world.

Before Song Mianmian came here, she still thought about the love of her compatriots. After all, in this lonely world, they are all fellow villagers and have the same soul background.

But now it seems that their souls think the opposite.

Song Mianmian stared at the person in front of her for a while, and was about to get up and leave.

She could see that she had nothing to say with the person in front of her, and they couldn't talk at all.

Perhaps the disappointment in her eyes was too obvious, Mu Qinglang reacted quickly, and immediately said: "Where are you going? Do you ignore me? I'm your fellow villager."

Song Mianmian paused for a while before saying, "I can't help you."

To be honest, she still had some expectations when she came, but Mu Qinglang really disappointed her.

Different road non-phase plan.

"Stop!" Mu Qinglang was furious, she looked at Song Mianmian viciously, and said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll tell everyone what your identity is?!"

"Don't forget, you are also time-traveling!"

Mu Qinglang's idea is very simple.

Die together.

Song Mianmian stopped and turned to look at Mu Qinglang, the last trace of warmth in her eyes disappeared.

"up to you."

She replied coldly.

After Song Mianmian finished speaking, she turned and left without staying any longer. Even when she heard Mu Qinglang's roar from behind, she didn't take it seriously.

"Shen Mianmian, you will regret it!"

Mu Qinglang's voice came faintly, but Song Mianmian had already left the dungeon, and the spring sunshine made her feel warm all over.

Under the sunlight not far away, Xie Yuan was looking at her with a smile.