Fast time travel to abuse scum: Blackened villain, ultimate pet

Chapter 97 1. Ancient Merman
The world speaks the language of sharks,

Living in the deep sea, weaving silk is beautiful.

The world says immortality,

The majestic palaces and solitary candles wandered away.

——Excerpt from the song "Mountains Have Trees"

After Yingyao made Su Qiancheng faint, she took a deep look at him, then turned and returned to the system space.

The pure white space is boundless.

There was only a noble little wolf with ice-blue fur lying lazily on the ground. After seeing Ying Yao, the system asked in a slightly surprised tone, "Aren't you going to stay in that world for a while longer?"

Its host is indeed ruthless, but only against the enemy.For the closest relatives, Yingyao loves and cares so much that she can't wait to give him the sweetest and most beautiful things in the world.

She has lived with Su Qiansheng for more than ten years, and the relationship between them has long been beyond the description of ordinary friends.

It's just that I leave so simply now...

The system's icy blue transparent eyes glanced at Yan Yingyao's plain expression, and then set his eyes on her clenched hands, and then he understood.

Ying Yao's expression was like a dead lake, without any waves, she said lightly: "I have lived for so many years, even if I stay for a while, what should come will come."

"Instead of suffering, it's better to just leave."

After finishing speaking, Yingyao pursed her lips slightly, and a complex look flashed through her wine red eyes after returning to the space, and then said: "Erasure Su Qiancheng's memory."

"Ok."

The wolf claws of the system point in mid-air, as if some mechanism has been touched, and the pure white space immediately ripples with that point, and the waves spread from the inside until they disappear.

After doing all this, the system nodded: "The seal has been sealed."

"Ding, task completion level: 100%, character breakdown level: 30%, comprehensive evaluation score is 90, and 90 points have been obtained, current points: 170."

"Host, now there are two worlds for you to choose from. One, the world of ancient mermaids. Two, the world of White Night Campus."

Ying Yao took a look and clicked on the first ancient mermaid world.

"Ding, the ancient mermaid world has been generated, and now the world is being transmitted."

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When Su Qiansheng woke up again, it was already dawn.

The hot and bright sun outside made him hook his lips.

He came to the kitchen and wanted to make breakfast for himself as before, but when he came back to his senses, there were already two breakfasts on the table.

Su Qiancheng was slightly stunned. He pursed his lips and glanced at the breakfast across the way complicatedly, and then glanced at the breakfast on his own plate. The golden fried poached eggs were placed on the soft bread. The index finger moved.

But Su Qiancheng felt inexplicably stuck in his throat, and he didn't have any appetite.

He simply came directly to the school's student union classroom for a meeting.

Other members of the student union greeted Su Qiansheng warmly.

Yet they greeted each other as if they were entangled with another woman.

"President, the goddess didn't come with you today."

"President, the goddess won't be angry with you."

"Master President, when do you think you will give Ying Yao a title?"

……

With an evil smile on the corner of Su Qiancheng's mouth, he glanced at these people, "First, I want to ask you a question."

Under the suspicious eyes of others, Su Qiancheng's eyes shone with astonishing sharpness, and he said, "Who is the goddess you are talking about? And who is Yingyao?"

The others were startled, and just about to smile to tell their president to stop joking, but they were stunned by the seriousness in Su Qiancheng's eyes that couldn't be disguised.

Su Qiancheng glanced at the stunned crowd indifferently, and then walked out of the classroom directly.

He looked at the blue and clear sky, and touched the position of his heart, which was empty and filled with a sense of gloomy loss.

What exactly has he forgotten?

(End of this chapter)