After Getting the Death-Seeking Script, the Obsessive Male Lead Turned Dark

World 1:

Ning Wan: "I am a princess, the princess of Anping!"

Looking at the teary-eyed Ning Wan, who was crying miserably, Shen Jingyi sighed, lifted her chin, and lightly bit ...

Chapter 411: The Troublemaker Used for Righteousness (71)

After seeing this scene, Ning Wan did not feel relieved as Xiao Qi wished. Instead, she felt a sense of foreboding in her heart.

Just when Xiao Qi was about to speak out to comfort the host and ask him to relax, the electronic sound hiding in the corner suddenly opened his eyes.

Xiao Qi rushed to Dian Yin's side at the speed of stepping on his left foot with his right foot and then his right foot with his left foot. His chubby little hands behind his back took out a black sack from somewhere, looking very much like Grandma Wolf.

Those technological eyes shone with human wisdom and a hint of deliberately disguised gentleness: "Dear, did I disturb you? Then I'll be quieter, you can sleep a little longer."

Electronic Sound froze, and a single thought crossed his mind: Crazy! Did Xiao Qi forget to scan himself for viruses while he was away?

[Today's random task is being issued: Please follow the plot instructions, go down the mountain openly to listen to music and drink tea, and stay for at least four hours.

(Hint: To achieve the above-board conditions: no fewer than fifty people must see the host go down the mountain, and no fewer than ten people must know the host's purpose for going down the mountain.)

Task deadline: within three days.

Mission failure penalty: Insulting the hero in public, looking down on him for his low level of cultivation, and forcing him to cancel the engagement.]

Xiao Qi was still a step too slow and threw the sack in his hand into the corner.

Electronic Sound shrank back into the corner, pressing the sack under him, and muttered softly, "Systems are forbidden from killing each other. Besides, the reason for issuing the task was that the host triggered the conditions for issuing the task himself. It wasn't intentional on my part."

Xiao Qi had no time to listen to the electronic voice's explanation.

After all, every time this Black Tong wakes up, nothing good happens.

After the ominous feeling was confirmed, Ning Wan looked at the task panel with an indescribable expression.

First of all, this task is not difficult at all, and she will not fail unless something unexpected happens; secondly, how could she think that she, who is at the third level of Qi Refining, has the right to laugh at those with lower cultivation in the Jindan stage?

Finally, I really hope that Shen Jinggu will not wake up while she is watching the show, otherwise she really has no way to explain this behavior.

Ning Wan was not in a hurry to go down the mountain today, but stayed by Shen Jinggu's bed.

It's not that she doesn't trust Xiao Qi, but she thinks that the plot has deviated. If Shen Jinggu really wakes up early, it is not impossible.

Ning Wan didn't want to be caught red-handed by Shen Jinggu who had just woken up from his coma as soon as she came down the mountain.

The mission will take three days in total, so there's no need to waste a little time.

Night falls.

Ning Wan, who was standing beside Shen Jinggu, was already so sleepy that she lost her mind. The hand that was supporting her chin gradually lost its strength, and her eyes blinked slightly.

In the end, I couldn't hold on any longer and just fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

"Xiao Qi, if the hero wakes up, remember to call me." Before going to sleep, Ning Wan did not forget to remind him again.

"Don't worry, host, I'll keep an eye on you. I guarantee nothing will go wrong." Xiao Qi patted his chest, looking unusually energetic.

Chen Jinggu's eyes were tightly closed, showing no intention of waking up. However, thinking of the host's guess, Xiao Qi did not dare to let his guard down for a moment, and was extremely alert, not letting go of any of Chen Jinggu's movements.

A whole night passed.

After stretching her limbs, Ning Wan glanced at Chen Jinggu, who looked normal. After thinking for a moment, she glanced at the wound on his back again and frowned slightly.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Shen Jinggu's injury was not as serious as yesterday.

Xiao Qi, who could hear the host's thoughts, heard these words as expected, and naturally set his eyes on the male protagonist's back.

Unfortunately, it did not see the scene that the host saw, and there was only a blurry mosaic in front of it.

Looking at the reason given for the blocking, Xiao Qi was speechless for a moment: ...

It's really getting too much. It just wanted to take a look at the male protagonist's back, but how did it involve vulgarity and pornography?

Look at the injuries, can they be related to pornography?

[Host, there will be no problem. It's only four hours, it will pass quickly.]

Helpless Xiao Qi could only put the matter aside. The longer the mission was delayed, the more likely it was that something unexpected would happen. Seeing that the host was still hesitating, she thought for a while and then spoke again.

Ning Wan pulled Shen Jinggu's clothes on, responded to Xiao Qi softly, and then went to the main peak for morning class, which was rare.

The lecturer standing in front didn't say much after seeing Ning Wan, and continued to lecture in a serious manner, as if he didn't care that there was one more student in his class.

However, the other disciples were all shocked after seeing this scene.

"I didn't expect Senior Sister Ning to actually come this time?" The cultivator sitting in another corner whispered to the person next to him, "Doesn't Senior Sister Ning dislike these theoretical classes the most?"

"Yes, but Senior Sister Ning, listening to this kind of class is really useless. When a real fight breaks out, Senior Sister Ning can't rely on these popular sciences to defeat the enemy, right?"

"Indeed, and I also heard that all the disciples going on this training trip can be exempted from three days of morning classes and can have a good rest. The only exception is Senior Sister Ning, who was forced to come by the headmaster."

"Your information is incomplete. I heard that if Senior Sister Ning still can't break through before next year, the Sect Master will force her to go into seclusion."

"This is not the Sect Master's fault. Senior Sister Ning hasn't achieved a breakthrough in all these years. Even though the Sect Master doesn't say it, he's certainly worried."

"Alas...it really fits the saying, 'Peaches and plums are everywhere in the world, but bitter melons grow in my own home.'"

A chirping sound rang out in the corner.

The lecturer, who was explaining how to draw the most perfect talisman, suddenly stopped. The pressure of the Nascent Soul Stage was instantly and precisely pressed down on the two people in the corner. "What are you arguing about? Have you learned it? If you have, come up and teach."

As soon as these words were spoken, no one dared to join in. They were all like the quail, only giving the two people in the corner a look of slight sympathy.

The two people who were chatting excitedly wished they could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Seeing the two of them pause, the lecturer glanced at Ning Wan in the other corner and said, "Cultivating immortals is inherently against the will of heaven. Any situation, even at the moment of near-death, can be reversed."

Ning Wan naturally knew that these words were directed at her, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she met his gaze.

The lecturer is the first disciple of the Talisman Sect Master. They usually attend a morning class every month, but this is the second time the two have actually met.

After he finished speaking, the lecturer withdrew his pressure and continued teaching. Although he appeared calm on the surface, he was actually filled with emotion.

He knew about Ning Wan's situation, and because he knew it, he turned a blind eye to her repeated skipping of classes.

The morning class lasted about half an hour, and Ning Wan sat there and listened very obediently for half an hour, feeling the sensation of knowledge passing through the cerebral cortex without leaving any trace.