Quickly wear the host, don't panic, the person hasn't run far yet

"found it."

The girl's naturally red lips were slightly raised, forming a beautiful arc.

The room was dark and quiet, with only the slightly rapid breathing of the person beside me, which was suppressed and restrained.

Feel the familiar soul fluctuations.

Mu Wanxi raised the corners of her lips, took the initiative to reach out and hook the neck of the person in front of her, and pulled the person in front of her, and then climbed on the person's thin waist with her hands and feet. Her pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes were sparkling at this moment, looking at the person in front of her whose hair was covered with sweat, whose breathing was disordered, and whose face was mixed with expressions of forbearance and astonishment, but whose body was stiff, not daring to move, and she chuckled.

"Brother, help me..." The hot breath sprayed on my ears, and my reason collapsed in an instant.

The soft ending was instantly drowned in a long and deep kiss.

The gauze curtain fluttered gently and did not stop until midnight.

…………

In the dark and damp room, the walls were covered with all kinds of torture instruments, which flashed cold light under the dim candlelight. The ground was covered with dried blood and the air was filled with a lingering smell of rust.

The sound of whips breaking through the air continued to ring out, the whipped flesh was turned inside out, and hideous scars were all over the body. However, the young man hanging on the rack just pursed his lips tightly, endured it silently, and said nothing.

The pair of beautiful eyebrows were drooping at the moment, and the tense face was expressionless at the moment, making it impossible to tell what emotions were there. He endured the torture for most of the night, until the daylight dawned, and a ray of sunlight poured in from the small window on the wall. When it shone on the boy's face, he raised his head slightly. This was a face that was still a little childish, with clear eyes but no emotions, like a deep spring. Under the high nose bridge, a pair of bloodless thin lips were tightly closed, and the already fair face became even paler due to the torture.

The executioner saw the raised face and thought to himself, what a pity, such a beautiful face. He sighed in his heart, but the strength in his hands did not decrease at all.

Seeing a flash of sympathy in the eyes of the person opposite him, the boy lowered his eyelashes.

He probably won't be able to leave here today. He will endure the torture until he dies, until he has tasted all the punishments here and takes his last breath. This is his fate.

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The warm sunlight poured into the room through the window lattice, casting mottled shadows on the ground. In the dim gauze tent, the girl was squinting at the empty half of the bed with an unclear expression.

Very good, you ran away after sleeping, you are worthy of it, as always, you are skilled in your work.

Mu Wanxi snorted softly. She had already found the person, so she wanted to see where he could run to.

Just as I was about to turn over and get out of bed, I suddenly felt a sharp pain under my body and couldn't help but gasp.

Damn, such poor skills.

He has no idea how to be gentle and considerate to women and wants to love her to death.

Mu Wanxi was grinding her teeth in anger on the bed. The maids outside heard the noise in the hall and came in one after another.

The leading maid bowed and said, "Your Highness, would you like me to help you wash and dress?"

Mu Wanxi hummed lightly without commenting, her little face tense and she said no more.

Linglan understood, walked around the screen, lifted the curtain, and began to change clothes and wash for her master.

Mu Wanxi appeared calm and expressionless on the surface, but in fact, she was staring intensely at a small black furry ball in her sea of ​​consciousness.

The little furry ball blinked his big, kazilan eyes, which were as big as half of his face, and stared at Mu Wanxi eagerly. His eyes were full of clear stupidity, and if you looked closely, he also revealed a little bit of guilt.

Mu Wanxi had a headache. This small system that she had picked up casually didn't seem to be very smart.

He was speechless for a moment, then said without any emotion, "Plot."

The little dumpling was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to react after a while, and said "oh" twice.

Then he exclaimed, "Host, what did you say??!!"

Mu Wanxi really wanted to roll her eyes, but she held back.

Your Highness, the little princess, you are not allowed to do such uncivilized things.

At this moment, the little dumpling was shocked beyond words.

No way? Is it raining red today? Or is the world going to end?

What did his host say? Want to receive the plot?

Did he hear it correctly? ? ?

His host had just arrived in this world and was bullied by someone. He was so shocked that he went crazy?

Is this a mission?

But what task?

His host never does any missions.

Since the two of them became bound together, he has taken his host to hundreds of worlds. Every time he arrives at a world, his host will not stay for too long, and will start to commit various suicidal acts, rushing to get himself killed.

What shocked Tongzi the most was that in every world his host could come up with new ways to die. The ways of death were all kinds of weird. Jumping off a building, taking poison, and cutting wrists were all child's play. There was no way she could not die in a way you could not imagine, and they were never the same.

Looking at the points deducted every time a mission failed, from a few digits at the beginning to the countless zeros after the minus sign now.

Xiao Tongzi went from being extremely shocked at first to being indifferent now.

He has become numb. As the saying goes, one does not worry about having too much debt, and he does not expect that his points will become positive numbers in his lifetime.

He has recently been planning to find another way out and has been hiding in the system space to write storybooks.

Anyway, his host has no need for him except when teleporting to another world.

Just beginning to show results.

The Resentful System and Its Suicidal Host

"On the One Thousand and One Ways of Death for a Suicidal Host"

Did your host commit suicide today?

《Host, are you still alive today? 》

……

Mu Wanxi looked at the little black ball's expression changing so vividly that she was speechless.

How did his dark face change into so many colors? Is this the legendary colorful black?

Sighing, she was too lazy to argue with a black coal ball.

He raised an innocent smile, his eyebrows curved, "Be good, pass the plot to me first."

The little dumpling was frightened and quickly retracted the complicated current lines that had drifted away.

He said loudly: "Quickly travel through the system No. 9708, now transmitting the original owner's memory and the background of this world to you. The amount of information is large, please choose a safe area to receive it."

After saying that, 9708 blinked his big eyes and looked at the large circle of people circling around the host. Although he was a little afraid of being beaten, he thought for a long time and said timidly, "It is better to wait until the host is done before accepting it. You may feel uncomfortable when accepting it..."

"No need, just teleport." Mu Wanxi said indifferently.

The little dumpling is quite considerate. Mu Wanxi couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips. Apart from being a little silly, she is still quite cute.