Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

[Master, it’s almost time]

The figure in the floor-length mirror flashed and disappeared in the mirror.

The loose white robe fluttered with every step, and the hem was embroidered with intricate and gorgeous gold patterns.

[Master, is it really okay for me to complete the mission by myself? ]

When using yourself to complete a mission, the damage you receive in the mission world will not disappear when you leave the world.

Ji Jiuxu glanced at the clock, picked up the folded white silk, and arranged it into shape in an orderly manner.

"Just a small task."

As he raised his hand, the loose cuffs slid down his arm, revealing his slender forearm wrapped in a black tights.

The silk cloth covered her eyes and was tied into a beautiful tight knot behind her head, leaving her vision completely white.

Ji Jiuxu pushed open the door and walked out calmly.

There are no powerful magic or martial arts, no gods, and no apocalypse. This is just an ordinary world.

The heroine, Jiang Wanyan, was born into the wealthy Jiang family and was born into honor and favor. The hero came from another equally wealthy family, so they were a perfect match.

This is the most superficial plot.

The Jiang family is a family on the verge of decline. Power is firmly controlled by male senior officials. The young generation cannot accept the suffocating high pressure of the family and commit suicide one after another.

The top leaders did not want to give up power, so they chose to brainwash the tribesmen in another way, making them believe in an imaginary god and subtly controlling their minds.

The "priest" is a puppet used by the higher-ups to control the plot and is not an important character in the plot.

But for some reason, the previous priests died one after another, and the lack of supporting characters would affect the plot, so Ji Jiuxu took on the task and became the new priest.

It's just a small task and won't take much time.

"May the gods bless you and protect you."

He put his five fingers together, gently touched the forehead of the person kneeling in front of him with his middle finger, and then withdrew his hand.

The same lines, the same actions, and even to show that he treated everyone equally, he blindfolded himself and did not need any expression.

With vision obstructed, ears become extra sensitive.

He heard the sound of clothes rubbing in front of him, and with a soft sound, he knelt on the cushion in front of him.

He held out his hand, just as he had before.

"May the gods bless you..."

Fingers slid across the flexible fuzz and landed on the soft, slightly concave skin.

Ji Jiuxu paused. The touch from his fingertips was not as hard as his forehead. His thin skin was trembling slightly.

Is this the end of the eye? No, to be more precise, it should be the corner of the eye. What I just touched were the eyelashes.

There was no problem with the height and position of his hand, so...

The golden pupils covered by the white silk drooped slightly, as if trying to see the person in front of him through the silk.

This person was looking up at him.

*

Jiang Xinlian, female, 21 years old, just entered the middle class of the family some time ago. Because she has been a devout believer since childhood, she was allowed to enter the church and receive God's blessing.

This was her first time entering a church. Unlike the magnificent family building, this place was exquisite and deserted. The walls and roof were covered with large mirrors, and it looked a bit empty.

Rather than a real church, this place looks more like a transparent cage.

The people who came in with her lowered their heads and looked straight ahead, kneeling devoutly in front of the priest.

It's her turn.

Jiang Xinlian stared at the lower half of the "priest's" face exposed under the white silk, slowly knelt down on the cushion, and raised her head to observe closely.

Although the whole face cannot be seen clearly, the exposed features are delicate and strong, so the appearance should not be too bad. The thin lips are slightly pursed, revealing a hint of coldness and aloofness.

He raised his hand, opened his thin lips slightly, and said in a voice as cold as himself: "May God bless you..."

Jiang Xinlian kept her head tilted back without moving, neither dodging nor avoiding, allowing his fingers to stroke her eyelashes and land at the corners of her eyes.

He paused imperceptibly, then quickly and effortlessly removed his finger and pressed it accurately in the middle of his forehead: "Bless you."

He withdrew his hand and stepped back, as if nothing had happened: "Everyone, you can leave now."

Jiang Xinlian stood up and left quietly behind the others.

At the last moment when the church door was about to close, she turned back inconspicuously and looked at the man who was still standing there.

"boom--"

The door closes.

She curled the corners of her mouth and walked out slowly.

Outside the church, Jiang Chuyu waited anxiously until most people had left, then he saw Jiang Xinlian's leisurely figure.

She walked over quickly and offered her a hand to help her.

"Are you ok?"

Because of the layer of clothes between them, she couldn't feel the temperature of Jiang Xinlian's body, and she couldn't tell anything from her expression. She could only hold back her impatience, follow her steps, and slowly walk to the car.

The car door closed to form a closed space. Jiang Chuyu breathed a sigh of relief and immediately asked:

"Can you still hold on?"

Jiang Xinlian half-closed her eyes: "It's okay, except that I feel a little dizzy."

She had just entered the middle level of the family, and because of her gender, she was suppressed by the higher-ups, excluded by her colleagues, and envied by the people below her. One thing led to another.

After she stayed up all night to get everything settled, she, who had always been in poor health, unexpectedly developed a fever.

According to the regulations of the top leaders, the "priest" stays in the villa behind the church all year round and never interacts with other people, so there are not many opportunities to see him.

She has no access to the top management yet, and the "priest" is a puppet of the top management. His actions can more or less reveal the top management's intentions, so she will not miss this opportunity.

"After you go back, you need to have a good rest and take good care of your body."

Jiang Chuyu looked at her worriedly, took out an ice pack from the car refrigerator and handed it to her:

"Don't worry, we still have time."

Jiang Xinlian felt dizzy. She looked at the ice pack handed to her for a while before slowly taking it and pressing it on her forehead. The coldness made her shiver.

She laughed: "Chu Yu, after all these years, you are still so optimistic."

Jiang Chuyu was stunned and turned his head to meet a pair of dark green eyes, hidden in the shadows, hiding all emotions.

"I'm sorry," she responded, biting her lower lip and whispering, "I let myself slack off without realizing it."

I became satisfied with the current situation and let my guard down, forgetting how brutal and terrifying those people were.

If you want to avoid being devoured by them, you have to keep running forever.

*

This world is the beginning of everything, that is, the main line. The character of the male protagonist here is his original character, cold, distant, and indifferent.

This world is like the story of a high-ranking beauty being pulled down from the altar, and then being blinded by lust and all kinds of troubles.

The cold and aloof "priest" x the ambitious "believer"