Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

Chu Ziyu stayed in this small world for 60 years. The last 1% of Xie Lingan's blackening value was completely reduced to zero that night.

Standing outside the small world, Chu Ziyu's originally ordinary clothes had now quietly turned back into the dazzling blue clothes of the divine realm.

The white plum blossoms are withering on the willows, the sun is shining on the edge, and a gorgeous person is teasing a little baby less than half a foot tall in her hands. Chu Ziyu looks at Lin Ci'an who is holding his fingers tightly with affection, and gently touches his forehead.

A sudden flash of white light...

That night, Chu Ziyu looked at Qin Ci'an, who was still young but had a faint red mark on his neck. He looked a little dazed and lay quietly on the beam, recalling the scenes of his previous life in his mind.

It was an ordinary mission, just to whitewash an undercover agent. If something went wrong, Chu Ziyu had to do the backstab himself. The NPCs in the small world defected too quickly, so there was really nothing he could do. However, looking at the plot of the small world, Chu Ziyu really couldn't do it to be ruthless to Lin Ci'an.

Chu Ziyu had no choice but to block his memory and give himself hints, completing the undercover mission by any means necessary, and completely transformed himself into an ancient secret guard.

It is also a clichéd story of an undercover agent backstabbing his master, but there is a subtle mistake. The secret guard gets into the master's bed. There is another mistake, and the master is thrown into an encirclement. However, he fights his way out of the encirclement regardless of his life, just to save the secret guard who pretends to be injured. Even if he gets the secret guard's hypocritical concern, he is happy to do it.

The secret guard sent his master to prison and transformed himself into an imperial guard.

The quiet days passed by like a flash, and in just a few days, the country's name that carried history and glory underwent earth-shaking changes.

As if overnight, the whole country fell into turmoil and chaos, and the peace of the past was ruthlessly broken.

What followed was the endless pursuit like a tide. Every breath seemed to carry the breath of death, and every step forward seemed to be walking on the edge of a knife.

Chu Ziyu finally collapsed completely on a deserted hilltop full of wild beasts.

Surrounding him were pairs of wolf eyes flashing with greed. Those wolves were like demons waiting for their prey, ready to devour him at any time.

The wounds on his body continued to ooze bright red blood, draining his life away bit by bit.

Chu Ziyu knew that he was about to be eaten up by these ferocious wolves and become their food, but he felt no wavering in his heart. It was better than being hunted down, and it was time to end it.

However, at the moment of his complete collapse, a bright light suddenly flashed before his eyes. It was a group of sharp arrows shot from the distant horizon. The wolves were instantly shot to death. Behind these arrows, he vaguely saw the person who had hated him all his life. There was a complex expression on that person's face, which contained hatred but also a trace of imperceptible pity and reluctance.

But at this moment, for Chu Ziyu, his world has fallen into darkness.

Chu Ziyu, who had died and come back to life, raised his fingertips slightly and pinched his aching forehead. He was reborn by some strange coincidence the next day when he became the leader of the secret guards and successfully climbed onto his master's bed.

"Qin Yu, come down."

A hoarse voice sounded in the house.