Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

400 years ago--

The streets are full of summer, and the scorching sun is scorching overhead, as if it is going to melt the pedestrians on the ground.

Few people came out in this scorching sun, hid in the teahouse, listened to books, and sat in the small courtyard to relieve boredom.

Meihu held up a red umbrella and walked on the street. Seeing the sun getting warmer, she slipped into a cool teahouse next to her. With her slender legs crossed under her red clothes, she poured a cup of tea slowly and listened to a story.

He picked up the identity of a demon cultivator and came to this plane, but the plane hadn't developed to that time, and his target hadn't been born yet, so he was idle for a few months with nothing to do.

The system that accompanied him to carry out the task said coldly in his mind, "Please don't be in such a hurry."

"uh-huh."

Meihu responded casually, narrowing her eyes slightly, looking at the eloquent storyteller above.

They were talking about sour love stories, where a scholar fell in love with a demon, and a commoner had a wife who was a fairy, it was extremely boring.

"The life of Moxiu is the same as that of ordinary people."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a commotion over there. It turned out that some people didn't like the storyteller's stories, deliberately provoked trouble, and brought some people to smash the scene, and a fight broke out after a while.

Meihu raised her eyebrows and patted her mouth, "Ah, there are still some discrepancies."

He didn't care about the farce, and left with a red umbrella. During the process, he asked the system, "When will my partner be born?"

"It is the target of the raid."

"Yeah, the target of the attack is the target of the attack, so how long do I have to wait?"

"400."

"Are you playing with me?"

"Who told you to come down in a hurry."

There is a mansion in the Demon Realm. The body of Meihu Zhan was rich and wealthy but low-key, basically not many people know about it, so this person will not let the people around him discover heresy.

Maybe others don't even know if he is dead or not.

It's a leisurely life, but Meihu is not a person who can stay idle, he visited the Demon World in a few months, and finally settled in Changye Street, because there are many brothels there.

"The target of my strategy is a man, right?"

"Are too distant in time to detect gender."

Meihu lay on the lap of the brothel woman, smilingly opened her mouth to grab the grapes she handed over, "Is it the 170th Demon Lord?"

"Yes."

"The devil should be a man," he said.

Meihu got up, hooked the chin of the brothel girl, her blue eyes were filled with affection, "Girl, is there a small brothel nearby?"

The woman in the brothel felt that he was here to mess things up, so she mercilessly threw out the dagger in her hand, but he dodged and blamed affectionately, "If you don't say it, don't say it, why are you so fierce."

Jump out of the window.

"Why did you go to Xiaowan Building?"

"Experience another romance in the world, and prepare for the attack on my family in the future."

"It is not necessary to use this method to attack him, you can change..."

Before he finished speaking, Meihu interrupted his words, "Think about it, I will give him an unforgettable love first and then die, and give him a little reminder during the period, so that he will be more able to break the secret Yet?"

"I have brought many hosts, and you are the most unscrupulous one."

Entering the small building, Meihu hugged the little boy's waist without any psychological burden, hooked him into the wing room, and when he entered the room, he was greeted with a strong aroma of incense, Meihu had visited many brothels, but he didn't feel much .

The interior of the room is elegantly furnished. A small table is covered with twig patterned brocade sections, and there are unused teacups on it. There are some small porcelain pots on the shelf over there. A layer of red gauze was applied.

Meihu looked around, thinking that this was no different from a brothel, she hooked the young man and walked to the bed, passing the small shelf on the way, picked up a small pot with her slender fingers, and asked the young man with red face and white teeth .

"What is this?"

The young man was dumbfounded, "My lord doesn't know?"

Meihu lifted the cover, smelled a scent of honey, hooked her lips and glanced at Xiao Kuan, her eyes flickered, "It's the first time I've come to this place, I don't understand, I hope you can bear with me."

He pretended to be a virgin, his blue pupils were covered by slightly lowered eyelashes, and his exotic skin revealed a little tenderness.

She pretended to be on the bed until she was pressed down by the young man before Meihu realized it.

He felt that the trip was a loss.

But he was still a Meihu after all, and he accepted the status quo in a short time.

He heard many words of begging for mercy, but he never thought that one day he would say it from his own mouth, so he shouted with a playful attitude, and his voice became more and more immersed.

After figuring out the way, he recovered from the aftertaste and turned over effortlessly.

"My son, I have learned it, and I will wrong you."

It is completely retaliatory plunder, and it is only willing to give up when people are dizzy.

Meihu brushed Xiao Guan's eyelashes, and patted his face, "Your small body is really wasting my voice."

After getting dressed and getting up, he teased the system, "How about it, I'm not worse than a woman, right?"

No one responded to him.

"Huh? Hey, are you still there?"

"Hey, hey! Don't pretend to be dead!"

Feng Yunhe left the system space at that time, Mo Yun sat on the chair, Xia Yi looked at him amusedly, and then took a sip of tea with a suppressed smile, "I'm curious about how indulgent he was that day. You scare out of system space."

Feng Yunhe frowned, not wanting to recall what happened that day, he just said: "You said, can you take him away from here?"

"Yeah." Mo Yun nodded, "Meihu's mission is considered complete for him, and you can take him away after helping you reconnect to the system space."

Feng Yunhe's memories of the past recovered earlier than Meihu's. From Mo Yun's ascension in his previous life, and by associating with the words he said today, he can basically guess what his identity is now.

So Mo Yun said to help him reconnect to the system space, Feng Yunhe believed it.

Meihu's memory deleted those things in his previous life and the system space, and he was only recently stimulated by Ye Wuchen before he fully remembered that he still has a system.

And as long as the host's task is completed, if it is not a long-term cooperation, the system will pick up another host. Feng Yunhe thought of this, knit his brows, and stopped talking.

Mo Yun suddenly said again, "Your identity here is also fabricated out of thin air, right?"

Feng Yunhe nodded, "Because of being out of the system space, out of the charm fox and was dragged into this world, it took a hundred years to come up with an identity."

300 years ago, Yuanyang Pavilion was erected, and Meihu directed a soul-swapping scene for the demon concubine at that time. He was named the general of the devil world.

When Feng Yunhe found him, the troubles in the plane had been resolved, but I heard that the Great Lord God was still staying in this plane to observe.

And Meihu's face had the pattern of the other side, and her feet were shackled.

The pattern of the other bank is usually hidden, and only occasionally exposed. The shackles dragging on the ground can only be hidden when changing posture occasionally, and the rest of the time is displayed in front of everyone.

He just smiled and explained, "I like to toss myself like this."

As for Feng Yunhe, he wished he could strangle this suddenly disappearing system.

The tone was resentful, "Yo, you're back? Where did you go for fun?"

He pressed the painted pattern of the other side on his fingertips, the roots of the flower spread from the neck, and black petals burst out on the face, making the already bewitching face even more sinister.

Of course, it was impossible for Feng Yunhe to say that he was scared out of the system space by him. He just asked about the situation over the years, and after learning about his glorious deeds over the years, he almost died of anger.

"How can you move system space stuff here?!"

Meihu stared at him and pulled out a cold smile.

"Tsk, it's not that you left without saying goodbye, I just thought that if you don't cause trouble, you won't come back!!!"

He jumped up against the table, anger swept everything in his clear blue eyes, and the chains dragged on the ground with harsh sounds, and he approached Feng Yunhe inch by inch.

It is approaching, as if to pour the loneliness and anger of the past century into this moment.

"I'm an outsider, the only one I know here is you, you're fucking missing me?! Do you know how I got here in the past hundred years?" Meihu took a deep breath, "I'm tired of sleeping in brothels every day !"

Feng Yunhe's guilt that he had just aroused quickly turned off, his thin lips parted slightly, "The pervert."

"What are you talking about, you dead wood!"

"I said you are a prostitute!"

Afterwards, Meihu showed him the shackles on his ankles, trying to arouse a little bit of shame in his heart, "Your master god made it for me."

Feng Yunhe: "It deserves it."

"Fucking dead wood."

"Oh, whore thief."

The system generally cannot appear in the plane without the permission of the main god, but Feng Yunhe has already left the system space, so permission is not needed.

And he spent a hundred years fabricating an identity out of thin air so that people can't see any flaws, and he can live like a normal person in this world.

But Feng Yunhe was very upright, and took some time to find the Great Master God to report the situation, and the Great Master God also agreed that he would use this body to help Meihu complete the task, and gave him a baby.

"Take care of me for two days first." The Lord God stuffed the sleeping child into his arms, "Go to the Ye Mansion on Qing Street in Xuzhou for a few days."

"If he wakes up, you must keep an eye on him. If he cries, don't coax him with candy. Let me take care of him."

The child in his arms had a low-grade fever, Feng Yunhe looked at the Great Lord God who was hurriedly leaving, closed his eyes, changed the color of his pupils to dark black, and headed for Xuzhou.

At that time, he felt that he was abducting and selling children with the Lord God.

In a few days, he arrived at the Ye Mansion, put the child on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and took care of him clumsily, finally taking care of the child from a low fever to a high fever.

Feng Yunhe: "..."

He had no choice but to go out and hire a doctor, but the threshold was almost broken by the invited doctor, and the child on the bed may not be well.

Feng Yunhe compared those prescriptions and found that he had invited a few liars.

He had never been so helpless.

Just when he was at a loss, the child on the bed lifted the quilt by himself, barefooted, stumbled a few steps in the room like a wandering spirit, and bumped into him.

Feng Yunhe didn't feel anything, but the child fell to the ground, clutched his forehead for a while, then got up silently, and searched in the house with drowsy steps.

He followed the instructions of the great lord god, carried the child to the bed, and stared at him with a pair of indifferent eyes.

However, the child persevered and got up from the bed. Although he was pushed down many times, he was so stubborn that he wanted to get up.

Feng Yunhe tapped his forehead and fixed him in place, but when he met the child's eyes, he was stunned.

The dark pupils had no brilliance, they were as silent as dead objects, and even the morbid rosiness on his face due to the fever couldn't give him the slightest bit of popularity.

lifeless.

The child looked at him, his eyes unfocused, just staring straight ahead, blinking slowly, his pale lips parted slightly, and a few broken syllables came out of his throat.

"Mother wants Chen'er to die..."

A three or four-year-old child said this sentence with the most flat expression and the most numb tone.

He lowered his eyelids with an inexplicably cute expression, "Then I'll just die."

Feng Yunhe's heart trembled slightly, and he subconsciously raised his hand to knock the little one unconscious, but the child gave him a slanted look, and the corners of his mouth were curved with difficulty.

"Can you help me find a knife?"

Those were the empty eyes that shouldn't be seen at this age, like a lost soul puppet controlled by someone, even if the tone was a docile request, it seemed so penetrating.

Feng Yunhe described this, and suddenly realized that the topic had left Meihu, so he glanced at the silent Mo Yun, only to find that the other party was holding a teacup, thinking.

"Why did you stop?" Mo Yun raised his eyelids to look at him, put the teacup on the table beside him, lowered his head, "Continue talking."

"The child fell into a coma after that, and I took care of it for a few days. When the Lord God returned, I also returned to the Demon Realm." Feng Yunhe said in one sentence, and then looked at Mo Yun who was still thinking, "What's wrong?"

Mo Yun didn't speak for a while, just stood up rubbing the center of his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Wait for a few days, I will go back and help you connect to the system space."

Feng Yunhe didn't expect it to be so fast, he was surprised for a moment, and thanked him.

Back then, the Great Lord God left in a hurry and didn't notice that he had left the system space. In this plane, because of his existence, something went wrong, and it would be better if he could go back sooner.

It's just that Meihu probably doesn't want to leave.

In Four Seasons Residence, Ye Wuchen lay on the bed for a long time, thinking of [-] ways to kill Mo Yun, thinking about it, the system suddenly reported a series of values.

He fell silent after listening.

Turned over, a little puzzled.

"But I don't feel anything."

So why did the value of heart rate, which has not been fixed for ten thousand years, increase? He didn't feel anything, so why did he secretly increase behind his back?

Ye Wuchen had nothing to do, he could only lie on the bed and think about it.

The system just thought with him, and suddenly asked, "Why did you stay in bed for so long today?"

A question interrupted Ye Wuchen's train of thought, he pursed his lips and said, "If you help me kill Mo Yun, I'll tell you."

Of course, it was impossible for the system to help him, so he casually bypassed the question, remained silent for a long time, and then threw out another sentence in a flat manner.

【Actually, I know it all】

"Then just ask me, what the hell!"

Today's Master Ye is extremely irritable.