Quickly wear the male protagonist: the high-energy male supporting actor is too arrogant

Chapter 111 Qianyuan Guoshi (Fifty)
Mu Yu didn't know that her voice had become so hoarse.Just like the dilapidated wooden door, with the vicissitudes of the ages.

Different from the first plane, the torment of the disease is very slow, it slowly devours your last sliver of life.

Faced with death for the second time, Mu Yu didn't know what his mood was like at the moment.

He is not reconciled, it is almost... to see them...

Mu Yu lay in a vast expanse of white snow, trying to prop up his heavy eyelids.

Just now I saw the red light, Minghan should come soon.

He must return all the property he transferred to him.With so much money, I seem to be a bit unlucky to enjoy it...

"Mortal, wake up, I cooked pork ribs for you and cooked little Nezha..."

"Hey, if you don't get up again, I will go into your dream and let you try the nightmare that Grandpa wove~"

The words he missed the most lingered in his ears, so true and so warm.

But he felt terribly cold all over his body. Snowflakes fell on his face, as if... it couldn't be melted away... the residual temperature of his body was receding bit by bit.

He just lay there alone, with the most stiff and bitter smile on his lips.

"It's so cold, alone..."

"It's so cold, alone..."

"It's so cold, alone...

"..." Mu Yu kept murmuring, even though her lips were sticking together dryly.

In my mind, there was a red dress and a white dress, and the two looked picturesque.The white clothes were serious, but the red clothes smiled like a rascal.

They stretched out their hands at the same time, beckoning him to go over.

However, the endless snow kept falling, as if it was going to bury him.

He had no strength, even though he had worn out his elbows and knees, and tried desperately to climb over.

"mortal……"

"Hey……"

The faces of the two became more and more blurred and blurred.

I can't hold on any longer... go to sleep...

Although...it's cold and cold...

After three years and three months, I still haven't gotten what I've been waiting for.

"System, I choose to erase the memory." The cool and thin fingertips gently clicked on the yes option.The first time this function was enabled, Mu Yu smiled self-deprecatingly.

Forget it all, forget that I am in this plane, I have a silly son Qian Yuan, and a boss Ming Han...

While continuously processing various data in Muyu's mind, the system is receiving instructions from the terminal.

The terminal sent him an order, and the host's love thread has begun to grow slowly because of the stimulation of the nightmare flower dream.

The command above is... to cut off all the threads of affection from the host, leaving nothing behind!
The command of the terminal is his highest command, and the system will obey him unconditionally.

When Mu Yu opened her eyes again, she was lying in the endless blue sea.

Ups and downs, ups and downs...

"Host, let's start choosing a plane~"

Mu Yu looked at the oracle bone inscriptions surrounding her with dim eyes. Now she only remembered that she had erased her memory, and she had completely forgotten what she had erased.

When I woke up, I seemed to be missing a lot of things, maybe...not just...memory.

"Ding dong, Nanzhao plane, C-level mission, the transmission will start next." The system's milky voice sounded.

Nanzhao, a country that I have never heard of.

No expectation, no tension, Mu Yu always felt that his mood was too calm.

Calmly as if... dead...

(End of this chapter)