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Chapter 25 Games I'm Not Good at

So she is the worst at this kind of reasoning game!

Luo Jiang rubbed her face, which meant that at least half of her previous reasoning was wrong. This mountain god did not exist, and it was not a game thread.

But the system did not tell her this, and even deliberately misled her in a few words.

Luo Jiang cursed in his heart, which meant that this system was not completely reliable.

It was already difficult enough, but in the end, Golden Finger was still a thing that might trick her. Luo Jiang became decadent and wanted to resign.

"No matter what, let's go down the mountain first..." Luo Jiang turned around, only to find that the original good road was gone.

It didn't disappear out of thin air, but it was filled with mist and a vast expanse of white. Luo Jiang cautiously approached it, but after taking a step into the mist, he couldn't see Yanchen's face clearly.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to get down."

Luo Jiang smiled bitterly. She never expected that the visibility of the fog would be so low.

In this environment, walking separately will only lead to faster death.

"You've climbed my mountain and you want to go down? Why, those hypocrites just sent a few of you here?"

A sound suddenly came from the depths of the mountain. It was ethereal, but it made people subconsciously alert.

"who?"

"Haven't you seen me? Although I don't know what the female doll is holding, but not many people can see me."

A young man's figure slowly walked out of the darkness. He looked about fourteen or fifteen years old. His face was still a little immature, but his eyes seemed to contain endless malice.

Just looking at it is terrifying.

Sure enough, it was "eyes". Luo Jiang felt sour in his teeth. What did this little brat say? Is she a girl?

Do you dare to talk to your aunt like this if you have all your teeth?

"Kid, you said those eyes are yours?" Luo Jiang looked at him with a smile, "You're not lying to me, are you?"

[System, please help me, I’m so scared.]

[You are so scared and insincere.]

Luo Jiang said casually that what she was afraid of was that this young man was as moody as those described in those novels, and he accidentally strangled her to death, leaving her with nowhere to cry.

The young man glanced at Luo Jiang, not feeling offended at all. He suddenly gave a light smile, which should have been a well-behaved one.

But paired with his tiger fangs, he seems to be hiding evil intentions.

[The tiger fangs below! It’s really cute. Can you hold it?]

[Help me?]

Luo Jiang was silent for a while. She didn't want to talk to this unscrupulous system now.

In fact, if I say I'm afraid, I'm really afraid, but if I like him, I really like him. Luo Jiang can't refuse such a cute child.

But this kid seems to be able to eat people.

"I'm not lying to you, I noticed it when you looked at me with that thing," the young man looked at Luo Jiang with a smile, and then looked at Yanchen, "You are... Yanchen, right."

Yanchen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly took half a step forward, blocking the two of them behind him, "Yes, what do you want?"

Luo Jiang looked at his slightly serious eyes and smiled. It is true that the more serious a man is, the more charming he becomes.

She quietly hooked Yanchen's fingertips and whispered, "Don't be so serious. Maybe he just wants us to come over and have tea."

As long as the boy didn't show any signs of hostility, there was no need for them to be so defensive. For no other reason, she always felt that this person was probably easily angered.

But as long as you don't anger him, isn't everything going to be easy?

Yanchen did not throw away her hand, but gently pinched Luo Jiang's evil fingertips, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "Don't move."

Zhong Lishuo was standing behind the two of them. He suddenly glanced down and happened to see the two of them holding hands together, with a horrified look on his face.

When did it happen? How did it become like this?

He has been staying with them these days? Why are they even holding hands!

The young man seemed to be interested. He raised his eyes and glanced at the banquet minister, "Come on, I have something to tell you."



Have something to say to them?

Luo Jiangsheng laughed at the young man's anger. Although she also knew that there was always a blessing or a curse, she never thought that it would turn out like this.

The banquet minister was sitting on a chair not far away. He seemed to be restrained and couldn't move.

In comparison, Zhong Lishuo was in a much more embarrassed state. He was tied up and thrown to the ground, twisting around, and his sword was nailed to the wall.

The most aggrieved person was Luo Jiang. She was held in the arms of the young man from behind, "I said, she is quite interesting. Why don't you keep her and I will return the disciples of the Shangqing Sect to you."

Zhong Lishuo immediately yelled, "Don't touch her!"

He didn't really want to care what happened to Luo Jiang, but maybe she had changed too much during this period, and Zhong Lishuo couldn't regard her as the original Yu Minghuan anyway.

Luo Jiang looked back with a look of dismay on her face. Why was this scene so familiar to her?

Ah, probably not long ago, Yu Minghuan tied Zhong Lishuo to the ground in this way, but it was the Yanchen who was going to be frivolous at that time.

Now the tide has turned, and it's still her.

"I moved, what can you do to me?" The young man sneered. Luo Jiang's character was probably quite to his liking. He was idle anyway, so he might as well stay here for entertainment.

"It's not a loss, right? Isn't that why you came here to trade her for the life of a disciple of the Qing Sect? What's more, I will send her back when I get tired of it."

Luo Jiang froze. Is this what people say? Send her back, with missing arms and legs?

Yanchen frowned and looked at Luo Jiang. There was no fear on the latter's face, but he looked indescribably fragile.

It seems that with just a pinch, he can break her bones, twist her hands and feet, and keep her by his side as he wants...

Luo Jiang stared at Yanchen without blinking. The look in his eyes seemed to have changed. Why did he become so scary in an instant? She didn't want to know at all!

"Apart from her," Yanchen's throat was dry, and his eyes crossed Luo Jiang and fell on the young man, "What do you want."

Luo Jiang was stunned. Yanchen's favorable impression of her was only over 60. Logically speaking, justice should be more important than her now.

The young man also raised his eyebrows, grinded his teeth, and the malice in his eyes was ready to burst out, "Oh, this is a difficult choice, but if it's you, it's not impossible."

Luo Jiang's expression suddenly changed. If Yanchen stayed, he would probably be tortured. He was the hope of the Shangqing Sect in the future, and nothing could be done to make him stay.

Sensing Luo Jiang's intention, the young man suddenly raised his hand and put it on Luo Jiang's back, squinting his eyes threateningly.

"You have to think clearly about what to say and what not to say. If you say the wrong thing, I won't be so kind as to let you live. This is his own choice. It's best for others not to interfere. You say yes

No?"


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