I, the villainous lady, will not die in the simulator Shura field

After eating half full and drinking enough, Liu Qingyu habitually put down her harsh words.

As soon as the words fell, she felt her face was pinched, and immediately, vine man covered her mouth, and the faint touch left on her face, like a dying candle in winter, slowly dissipated in the darkness.

Even if Liu Qingyu tried her best to persuade her to stay, the micro marks on her fingertips would not stay for her.

reality dissipated,

The long silence... flooded into the girl's heart again.

It is in stark contrast to the sense of security that was warm and fragrant just now.

The huge gap almost crushed her.

Otherwise, don't say that next time... If you don't say that to her, will she touch me more?

in the dark,

Liu Qingyu was thinking wildly in loneliness.

............

......

Ms. Liu's domestication progress is very gratifying.

Hua Mian conservatively estimated that within three days at most, she would be able to open her heart and chat with herself without defense.

As for whether she can abc her through the words?

Hua Mian chuckled.

Just kidding, who is she?She is a female mentor who is good at making girls die hard and is proficient in human nature.

Three sentences, let Liu Qingyu submit obediently.

However, the road to domestication is long and difficult, and it depends more on Liu Qingyu's self-persuasion and strategy in the dark, and Hua Mian can't help much, so she simply went out and planned to visit Jiangli.

Liu Qingyu is her means of obtaining information in the next few years, but Jiang Li is the heroine of her simulation this time.

But you can't lose the big because of small things.

Picking sesame seeds and losing watermelon, that's not Hua Mian's style.

She's used to wanting it all.

"Elder, what are you doing at my door?"

Just after opening the door and walking a few steps, Hua Mian saw the back of Charles not far away.

Looks like he's been waiting for her for a while.

Charles turned his head and smiled, with a hint of kindness on his old face:

"Your Majesty, I just took a walk after dinner to see how you live."

Charles was polite, as if she were a real saint of high standing.

After all, he asked again:

"Is there anything you are not used to in life, Master Shao Si Ming? I will ask my subordinates to help you. You are a saint, and you can make concessions for most things."

Hua Mian shook her head and got straight to the point:

"The Great Elder's arrangement was very good, there's nothing I'm not used to, you came here for Liu Qingyu's affairs, right?"

"Do you have any questions?"

Charles was not annoyed when his intention was revealed, and chuckled lightly:

"Master Shao Si Ming is really good at predicting things. At noon, I heard by chance that there were some voices abusing Ms. Liu in your villa? I don't know..."

Huamian understood that Charles had planted spies behind the noon eavesdroppers.

And who is the person behind the scenes, Hua Mian also has an idea in her mind - the branch in charge of Shenyihui.

After knowing the problem, Hua Mian smiled slightly, and said softly and plainly:

"Miss Liu Qingyu and I have a good relationship. I won't abuse her, and she won't get hurt."

"That voice?" Charles wondered.

"Miss Liu and I played some 'interesting' games in the morning."

She emphasized the pronunciation of the word "interesting".

Charles heard the words and thought for a while. Although he was a little surprised at the relationship between the two of them, the city government in his heart still didn't let him say anything in person.

He simply reminded one sentence:

"There are about three days before the show starts, don't forget."

Hua Mian returned a confident smile with a relaxed tone:

"Before then, I will let Miss Liu convert to the glory of Lord God without getting hurt."

Charles looked a little weird.

It is extremely ironic to force the Liu family to believe in a deity that they made up with embellishments to fool people.

The key point is that Liu Qingyu can't resist yet.

"Then I wish you all the best."

After Charles finished speaking, his figure dispersed into a cloud and gradually disappeared.

Hua Mian didn't intend to explore Charles' ability either. It will take a long time, and there will always be a chance in the future. Now, she is going to Jiang Li's house for afternoon tea.

Refreshment is Gracilaria.

Because it is beautiful and delicious.

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"Goo...kill me."

There was silence in the spacious meeting room.

Several clansmen with higher status in the branch family gathered around the table with strange expressions and looked at each other silently.

The source of the silence is the recorder placed in the center of the long conference table—a sharp-edged, expensive, and sophisticated spy device that can monitor and record wind and grass within 100 meters.

At this time, a slightly distorted voice was constantly coming from inside.

The owner of the voice is also very familiar to everyone here, so it's unlikely that he won't come out—it's Liu Qingyu, a member of the Liu family who was just taken away by Hua Mian.

"So... is that Shao Si Ming really torturing Liu Qingyu?"

After a while, someone hesitated.

To him, it sounded more like a joke between young people.

Thanks to the advanced technology, there are also various strange ways to play between the lovers in Yuncheng. The few big shots who are separated from each other now suspect that the two of them are playing something very new.

"What else could it be?"

The Patriarch of the branch family asked in a deep voice without any extra emotion on his rigorous and gloomy face.

"...A joke between lovers?"

"Then are they lovers?" The Patriarch stared at him with death.

"......no."

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"No."

The Patriarch nodded and said nothing to him.

He also felt a little strange, after all, the voice did sound suspicious, but, as the head of the family, he couldn't show an uncertain gesture.

Especially when planning is already halfway through.

Open the bow without turning back the arrow.

Now that the plan is changed, the possible loss of the separation of the family aside, the man himself may be impeached and resigned due to the distrust of his subordinates.

Separation is not his word.

When everyone else was dissatisfied with him, he was powerless to resist.

Therefore, even though there were some subtle doubts, the head of the branch family forced himself to ignore them. In his opinion, the success rate of the plan had only dropped from 90.00% to [-]%.

Well, acceptable.

"Thanks to the frontline personnel, we can confirm that Shao Siming did something bad to Liu Qingyu."

The head of the family emphasized calmly on the surface:

"What do you guys think?"

"Since the news is true, we can start preparing the request to the Presbyterian Church."

A high-level person stretched his brows and said.

"As for the requirements and interests, we will wait two days to make plans. Let's talk about what to do in the next few days."

The Patriarch's complexion was serious, and he assumed that this matter was not negotiable.

What kind of attitude is there to think about sharing the fruit before the horoscope is written!

"This... there is nothing we can do except go to Shao Si Ming's side every day to show off and show that we have tried our best to save Liu Qingyu."

A high-level brow frowned, a little embarrassed:

"Otherwise, we put pressure on her earlier?"

"No."

The Patriarch shook his head, without any hesitation, and decisively rejected his proposal.

The high-level proposal was not hesitant, and it was really embarrassing to be rejected so simply.

But he's not good either.

Another high-level person next to him saw the dull atmosphere in the venue, so he smoothed things over with a smile:

"Second Uncle just came back yesterday. I don't know if he didn't attend the previous meeting. The four-day time limit was decided after repeated discussions."

"Ok?"

The rich second uncle raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand as a sign, motioning for him to continue explaining.

"You also know that if we can rescue Liu Qingyu from that Shao Siming, then she will definitely trust us more, and we can go a step further."

"Then why don't you hurry up?"

"That's what you think is wrong." The rescuer chuckled.

"People who have just fallen into trouble and people who are already almost desperate have completely different desires for a glimmer of light."

"Liu Qingyu was just tortured, and we rescued her. Will she be grateful to us for not speaking well, and maybe think that we are not good at doing things?"

The second uncle sat up a little more, with a correct attitude.

Makes sense.

He probably understood why these relatives of his were not in a hurry to save others.

"But if we wait for her to completely despair, we will descend to the mortal world again!" The speaker gestured with a fist and waved fiercely, "Then Liu Qingyu will definitely be very grateful to us."

"I see."

Uncle Futai understood and nodded in admiration.

No one will remember the dragging on the road, and the river sword demon is famous all over the world.

Since ancient times, a comeback from a desperate situation and a trace of blood are the most impressive.

Seeing the two whispering, several other people also looked at the Patriarch and contributed ideas one after another.

"How about spreading some news in the base and spreading the pressure of public opinion?"

"How about telling Charles about it?"

"..."