Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

He must have been using the same old trick just now, trying to get him to take action against someone.

It was really hard for her to endure his embrace for a while...

So, in fact, when you are useful, you are Brother Qi Mu, and when you are useless, there is a difference between men and women. I am just your brother.

Qi Mu thought about it and smiled softly. This smile was a bit self-deprecating and lonely.

The tone was affirmative: "You think I'm disgusting."

He didn't know how Luo Ying'er knew the location of the wound, or even associated it with a strange direction, but it didn't matter anymore.

Luo Ying'er's heart tightened, and she finally came to her senses, and quickly explained: "It's not what you think, Brother Qi Mu, you..." Let me explain...

Qi Mu didn't want to listen to her lies anymore, so he looked away and distanced himself from him without saying a word.

He didn't know why the little girl who had saved him from the filthy pile of corpses now began to hate him because of groundless speculation.

He looked at Luo Ying'er's frightened face. After all, she was the woman he had loved and cherished for many years, so he couldn't bring himself to say the words of breaking up.

He just left with one sentence, "Don't worry, I won't force you anymore."

No matter how hard Luo Ying'er tried to explain behind him, she could no longer call upon him.

[Host, what have you done? ! ]

He just relaxed for a second. The target he least needed to worry about crashing was actually finished like this?

There was no point in complaining at this moment. The cold, mechanical voice of the system rang out. Luo Ying'er had heard this programmed voice without any emotion too frequently recently.

When he heard the crackling sound, he shuddered in fear.

Sure enough: the system in my mind began to announce: [Currently, the favorability of the target Qi Mu has been reduced to 60%. The favorability of the target Yi Wang has been reduced to 65%. ]

[The host is about to accept the drowning punishment and return 10% of the queen's luck. ]

[Zizi...zizi...alarm, alarm, the host's luck value has been detected to be greatly reduced, and the Mary Sue aura is about to become invalid. Please be prepared. ]

"How is this possible!" This was the halo she had gained through so much hardship by conquering those men. Now it was only slightly reduced. How could the halo be taken back directly? !

After the system read out a series of messages, it returned to normal: [The supply of luck is insufficient, so it naturally fails. ]

[Strategy progress has dropped significantly, the system is in disarray, the mall is closed and needs to be repaired. 】

[Host, please do not make any unnecessary moves while I am away. ]

As the crackling sound ended, no matter how Luo Ying'er called the system, there was no response.

She clutched the quilt in a frenzy. It was like this again! When Duan Tinghan's line failed, the system was forcibly confined for a period of time.

She couldn't stand the feeling of being blind without her source of information for even a day.

Besides…what is the drowning penalty?

A chill arose from the bottom of her heart. Luo Ying'er had no time to react. Her whole body seemed to be controlled. She sat up straight and walked towards the door step by step.

On a quiet night, the creaking sound of the door being pushed open was extremely abrupt. However, the maid who was guarding the room had already been knocked unconscious by Qi Mu, and no one went to check.

The wound opened again with the movement, and Luo Ying'er's face was filled with tears of pain. Her eyes widened in horror, and she walked straight towards the fish pond like a schizophrenic, with a hideous expression on her face.

No matter how reluctant we were, we had now arrived at our destination.

Then, his body dived into the fish pond happily like a fish seeing water.

"Help... Gurgle Gurgle... Help..."

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In the Duke's Mansion, after finishing their daily training, the three little ones sat together eating melon seeds and chatting.

Shen Zhinian shoveled a small plate of melon seeds in one gulp and said incoherently, "That person, your father's white moonlight, has been possessed by evil spirits and has epilepsy these past two days, and jumped into the pool to swim late at night, etc., emm...are they all right?"

Don't worry, this stowaway might kill himself before they even make a move. The young master is really worried.

Duan Tinghan smiled: "Your father, your father!"

"My father?" Shen Zhinian supported his chin with one hand, his eyes slightly closed, with a sense of transcendence from an otherworldly master. "If there is nothing wrong with my memory, my father is currently in the palace eating melons for free."

There are also watermelons that can be eaten in different ways, and there are also big watermelons that can be thrown into the well to cool down.

"Hiss..." She took a breath in a slightly distressed tone, "Third Junior Brother, should I tell you the truth about what you said..."

Duan Tinghan: “…”

Having witnessed Master He's unrestrained skills of not distinguishing between humans and animals, and whipping with a long whip or pulling out the hair and hitting people, Duan Tinghan admitted his mistakes in a grand manner.

"Oh, the weather is so nice today, it's a good time to eat melons. Maybe my scumbag father's white moonlight is just doing something good for mankind and adding a touch of color to the ordinary capital city?"

He opened his mouth and chattered for a long time before finally getting to the point: "Can you please not tell Master? Senior Sister Dad."

He didn't want to have his hair pulled, but the second option wasn't necessarily a good idea. He heard that his senior brother had been beaten to death when he was a child.

Shen·Senior Sister’s Dad·Chinen: “…” Very good, it’s another chance for me to become a father in my lifetime.

Fu Guanci almost laughed out loud, and tried to lower his head, pretending to be peeling melon seeds seriously: "This adds a touch of color, and now everyone in the streets is talking about it."

"If she wanted to gain fame by riding on the popularity, then it's obvious that this stowaway was successful. Could it be that she wants to make a name for herself by being a black celebrity?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's a niche hobby that every illegal immigrant has." Shen Zhinian waved his hand nonchalantly. Who cares?

But it is not difficult to guess why there has been so much trouble in Prince Yi's Mansion during this period.

After all, the emperor is out of control, so the smuggler’s mission may fail and he may be punished.

It's just a defected system. There's no regular system to maintain basic energy, so it naturally has to rely on the luck it has seized, or the favorability of others as a substitute.

Over the years, after He Qingyu's popularization, Shen Zhinian and others dared to say that they might know the situation of the rebellion system better than the smugglers themselves.

These stowaways nowadays are not all the ones who rebelled against the system in the beginning. Some of them succeeded in seizing the luck, while others were naturally dealt with by the orthodox task executors they bumped into.

However, those executors were not like He Qingyu and his companions. They could not truly destroy the rebellion system, and allowed it to drain the health of the stowaways bound to it, and finally took the opportunity to escape.