After dressing as a sick and weak villain

Although the plot is an assassination in the mountains, but.As long as he is assassinated, he can get two points no matter what.

Only when the plot unlocking speed is up can there be a chance to use new information to break the deadlock. Chu Xie is well aware of this, but now that the sharp sword in his hand is on the man's chest, he can't stab it for some reason.

He turned on the system and reconfirmed: "As long as Jiang Yanchi is assassinated, the plot will be over, right?"

It took the system a few seconds to figure out the situation, and immediately turned into a screaming chicken: "The host is awesome! Hurry up, give me a knife! Huh, huh, host!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't really kill him, right?"

"Of course it is. The mountain forest assassination didn't really kill him in the first place. He is the protagonist. How could he be killed? He was just injured!"

Chu Xie turned off the system and made up his mind.

The sharp point of the knife touched his chest again, cutting through the thin outermost brocade.

But his hands trembled inexplicably.

Chu Xie looked at his right hand, a ray of doubt flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't understand why it was shaking so badly.

Forcibly suppress the trembling in the right hand with the left hand.

Raise the dagger high.

Jiang Yanchi fell into a deep sleep.

The flickering candlelight reflected his tall nose bridge, his long eyelashes and feathers were flattened and his eyes were gently closed, covering the then bright and sometimes gloomy pupils.

Wait, wait a minute.

Chu Xie was inexplicably flustered for another moment, he probably wouldn't die if he plunged in from this angle.Either, or pierce the abdomen... There is a stomach in the abdomen, no, then go down... If the pancreas ruptures, you will definitely die...

That, that...

His right hand trembled even more inexplicably.

Take a deep breath.

It doesn't matter, Jiang Yanchi is the protagonist, he won't die.

"Don't blame me...me too, there is no other way...I, I..."

The words circling in his head blurted out without thinking, realizing that he couldn't hear at all, Chu Xie breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to mutter the rest of the words, not knowing who to listen to, "Who told you to keep... keep breaking me matter. If you let me go, no one will have to come to this step."

The knife stabbed down sharply, but then froze in mid-air.

like.

Where is very strange.

Chu Xie touched his face, and unexpectedly felt a piece of astringent wetness.

Strange, why cry.

But he couldn't help deliberating for a while, and finally put the knife on his side waist, where there were no internal organs, and it would not split bones.Jiang Yanchi has been practicing martial arts all year round, this injury will not kill him.

He wants to unlock the plot, if possible, he just wants to die early.

He wants... to go back and save Xiaoyin.

Jiang Yanchi, don't hate me.

It was you who insisted on pestering me, it was you who insisted on disrupting my pace, and it was you who insisted on interrupting my plot time and time again.

It was the same with Jiang Jingfan that time, you let me shoot that arrow, I don't have to stab you now.

You can't blame me for this.

You are meddling in your own business, and you are self righteous.

Chu Xie frowned unconsciously.

"Host, what's wrong with you?" The system saw him stagnating for a long time, and asked weakly, "There are not much mood swings, and there is no empathy. Host, let's... let's not go through this plot."

"Go, of course!" Chu Xie's palms were sweating, and he always felt that he couldn't hold the handle of the knife.

"Host, you... are you crying?"

"Ok?"

Chu Xie lowered his head and found two spots of dark color on the quilt under him.Even the back of Jiang Yanchi's hands was slightly wet.

Touching his face again, he shook his head in a daze, "No..."

"..." The system fell silent.

"Host, do you not want to hurt him?"

"So what if you don't want to." Chu Xie didn't deny it, but he said it calmly and extremely rationally, "There is no other way right now, this is the last plot besides my death, I have to go to completely solve it The killing intent on Xu Chunmu's body. Although he is innocent, but..."

The system seems to have some guesswork.

"The host didn't want to kill him, just because he was innocent?"

"Well. He's still young, so it stands to reason..."

"But no one in this world is innocent to the host. You don't hate them. Those are all Chu Xie wanted to kill... You didn't cry when you did it..."

"They all deserve death."

The system was a little confused, "But what Jiang Yanchi did, it's not an exaggeration to suffer this knife. He is a good person."

The system is just emotionless.Chu Xie was upset by its repeated questions.

But paying attention to the psychological state of the host is one of the responsibilities of the system.

But he knew what the system was really worried about.

When he first transmigrated into this world, the system warned him not to have too much emotion for the characters.The reason for the failure of many host missions is that they are too emotional.

Because the tasker and the original owner will have a certain degree of matching.

The system seems to have told him that he matches the original owner very well.So the year before, I kept reminding him not to give too much emotion to the people and things around him.

But later, the system found itself worrying too much.

Chu Xie seemed to have no sense of substitution for the original owner at all, and would not stay for anyone.

But right now, he seemed to be really hesitant.

"Host?"

"You once said that I have a high matching degree with the original owner. What is the basis for this matching degree?" Chu Xie asked suddenly.

"Well, it's experience, mentality, beliefs, ideals, personality, intelligence, appearance... and so on, the data synthesized by a lot of judging criteria..."

This is nothing.

Whether it's experience, personality, or some ghost ideals, he and the original owner have nothing to do with each other at all.

"The matching degree between you and Chuxie is very rare at 85%. It's really high, usually 50% is pretty good... Would you like to look at the classification data..."

"look!"

Um?The host was not interested in these before.

The system called up the data, and exclaimed with a "huh".

"In addition to the low degree of personality matching, appearance, intelligence, experience... other statistics are extremely high!"

The high degree of appearance fit is probably because he has a very beautiful face in the traditional sense in this world.

Intelligence... The original owner seems to be very stupid, eager for quick success and self-destruction, but it is also because he was blinded by hatred and didn't want to live well-so, it is possible that the intelligence is similar.

But what about beliefs and experiences.

"Host, according to our data." The system added, "You and Chuxie have a 100% match."

"What is it?"

"Obsession."

obsession.Do I have obsessions?

The reason why I can accomplish the task well is that I don't have any obsessions, can bend and stretch, and adapt to the situation.

"Host, this plot, can we go or not?"

Chu Xie was silent for too long, and the host urged him insinuatingly: "Do you think Jiang Yanchi will really kill Xu Chunmu tomorrow?"

Chu Xie couldn't tell.

He couldn't predict Jiang Yanchi's behavior at all.

"Then... how about, let's go." The system asked tentatively again.

After being interrupted like this, he seemed even less in the mood to stab the knife.

"No, not going."

Chu Xie put away the knife, and when he said these words, it seemed as if a string in his heart that had been broken for a long time suddenly loosened.

It was a little fun.

"Host……"

"I'll think of a way, just send Xu Chunmu out of the capital. As I said earlier, it's fine if you don't leave for this kind of plot."

Chu Xie put away the knife, but he didn't feel sleepy anymore.

The cold wind was blowing a little cold, he wanted to collapse, but he felt that he was kicked by something, and he fell on the bed, stretched his hands on the side of the bed and let out a low voice.

Subconsciously, he was afraid of alarming the little emperor.

He glanced over there.

Think again.

Twisted up the quilt, and lay back down.

Lying next to Jiang Yanchi.

Obviously, she has already had more intimate behaviors, but Chu Xie is still not used to sleeping beside him.

The quilt was much warmer than expected. He was lying on his back, and the person beside him suddenly turned over and wrapped his waist around his waist like countless times in the past.

Chu Xie froze for a moment, and heard the sound of breathing close at hand, fluttering to his ears and temples.

At this moment, he suddenly thought in his heart that Jiang Yanchi probably never imagined that the person who slept with him would get up in the middle of the night and try to stab him.

I don't know how I was able to dissociate between life and death just now.

Even in his unconscious sleep, he still relied on and trusted himself in this way.

His heart was restless, and he couldn't sleep.

Still unable to fall asleep, he turned around and turned his back on the man.

He didn't feel sleepy at all, but the person behind him didn't know what kind of dream he had, and he hugged him tighter and tighter, and he felt his back pressed against him like a fire.

Chu Xie was upset and kicked the man's kneecap.Probably because of some pain, the man was kicked to be honest again.

He began to think about how to send Xu Chunmu out now.

They stayed in this stalemate for a long time, and finally, due to lack of physical strength, they finally felt a little sleepy in the silence.

However, in the dim light of the candle, the person behind him slowly opened a pair of eyes as black as ink.

For a moment, he stared at the top of the man's head.

His eyes moved down, looking at the slender and fair neck, as if drinking poison to quench his thirst, his eyes intertwined with light and dark.

The hands on the waist went up, reaching into the man's collar and groping.

Chu Xie's drowsiness disappeared instantly.

Jiang Yan woke up late.

The effect of the medicine wears off so quickly?

Chu Xie closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep as if he had a guilty conscience.But that hand was messing around on his body, so he couldn't help it.

Twist your neck.

"you……"

"Where is the knife?"

Jiang Yanchi leaned over, walked up and down again, touched everything that should be touched, and then asked, "Where is it hidden?"

The author has something to say: today is a bit short

There will be a highly abusive plot before the finale.

I wonder if it can be changed back to the original name "Sick Beauty Wants to Die Early" when it's finished.This is the title of the book I like, and it fits the core of my writing...