Bringing a Game System to Slaughter Through the Apocalypse

(Apocalypse + Transmigration + Golden Finger + Pets + Early stages slightly supportive, mid to late stages invincible + Has CP + Has Fantasy elements)

Yu Yao, a physically disabled woman, tra...

Chapter 239: Trickery

Chapter 239: Trickery

When Luo Mei went upstairs to take a shower and rest, Dongfang Jin took out the space button he bought and studied it. He also discussed Feng He's matter with several teammates in the mind transmission.

There is a small space of twenty cubic meters inside. It cannot recognize the owner. Whoever gets it belongs to him.

A bit tasteless!

As he was thinking, someone knocked on the door.

Dongfang Jin put away his things and went to open the door, only to find that it was Feng He outside.

Dongfang Jin frowned in surprise.

"Miss Feng...?"

Feng He smiled softly, "Why are you calling me so strangely? Just call me by my name."

Dongfang Jin didn't respond, but only asked: "Why are you here...?"

Feng He smiled and said, "I noticed that you were interested in the space button during the day, so I sent you a better one. You can compare it with your space ring and study it. Maybe you can research out a better space equipment."

Look, how beautiful this statement is?

Where is the hint of malicious competition among peers?

Dongfang Jin smiled but didn't answer.

"No merit, no reward. Miss Feng, go back."

Feng He's smile froze, "You don't want it?"

"yes."

"You don't like my things?"

"No."

"Then...why don't you want it? I just want to give you a small gift. It's not worth much. You don't need to feel pressured."

Dongfang Jin frowned, "I don't feel any pressure, I just don't think we have reached the point where we can give each other gifts. It's late at night, Miss Feng, go back."

His voice is always tender and pleasant, but everyone can hear the alienation and indifference in it.

Feng He is not stupid. Besides, in her system, Dongfang Jin’s favorability value is still negative.

This shows how much he hates himself!

Feng He lowered his eyes to hide the cold light in them.

When I raised my eyes again, a strange pink glow suddenly appeared in my eyes without any warning.

There was a brief daze on Dongfang Jin's face.

Feng He raised her lips, stretched out a finger, gently pushed on his chest, and pushed him into the door.

Feng He followed in, closed the door, locked it, and smiled seductively.

"Mr. Dongfang, you also said that it's late at night... It's so dangerous for a weak woman like me to go home~ Why don't you let me stay and protect me?"

Dongfang Jin held onto the wall of the entrance hall, feeling dizzy and his blood boiling.

Waves of vague impulses attacked his brain.

And the chattering woman in front of him gradually turned into Luo Mei in his eyes.

Dongfang Jin shook his head and avoided Feng He's hand that was reaching out to him.

At the same time, a silver light flashed in his hand, and a bright silver sword stabbed straight towards Feng He.

His abilities can no longer be used, he can only use weapons.

Feng He didn't expect that he would attack him.

But he was controlled by the magic and lost his aim, and Feng He dodged his sword easily.

When Feng He was about to say something, she felt a headache! When she came to her senses, a scimitar was already slashing towards her neck.

Feng He's pupils shrank, and a light golden film suddenly appeared under Luo Mei's knife, blocking the sharp blade.

The next second, Feng He disappeared without a trace.

While Luo Mei was using her mental power to search, she was also holding up Dongfang Jin, whose sword had fallen from his hand.

“Second brother!”

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Dongfang Jin's forehead, and his skin was glowing a strange pink.

He stared at Luo Mei, with love and desire in his eyes that could no longer be concealed.

"Xiao Liu...go...get out of here!"

"I'll take you away to find A-Yao!"

Dongfang Jin used all his strength to pull out the arm that was being held by Luo Mei and shook his head to refuse.

"It's useless, this is not poison... it's not an injury... Xiao Qi... can't help me... don't take me to find her, I'm afraid I... will hurt her!"

When Luo Mei heard this, her pupils couldn't help but shrink, and her voice became unconsciously tense.

"Then...what are you going to do?"

Dongfang Jin stepped back step by step, his eyes moist.

"Leave me alone, go away... I, I don't want to hurt you."

As he spoke, he vomited a mouthful of blood, leaned against the wall and almost fell down.

After that, his condition did not improve, but his mind became more and more confused.

Just as he was about to collapse against the wall, Luo Mei once again stepped forward to protect him.

Dongfang Jin grabbed Luo Mei's clothes, his voice full of pleading, "Xiao Liu... Xiao Liu... go... don't, don't go..."

Obviously, he was on the verge of losing his mind. Sometimes he let her go against his will, and sometimes he was afraid that she would really leave.

Luo Mei pursed her red lips, clearly feeling that his vitality was rapidly fading.

If you don’t save him, someone will die!

Seeing that Dongfang Jin had completely pressed his body on her, he began to unconsciously rub her with his hot body.

Luo Mei hugged him in her arms, her fingertips sinking into his soft black hair.

"Dongfang Jin! I won't leave!"

Dongfang Jin almost subconsciously hugged her slender body back, his body trembling more and more violently, and his skin became incredibly hot.

"Xiaoliu... Mei'er~ My, Mei'er..."

Luo Mei's eyes moved slightly, and scenes from the past suddenly began to emerge.

In the end, it came down to what Yu Yao once said: I think my second brother likes you.

"Dongfang Jin, do you like me?"

"I love you."

Dongfang Jin's voice was trembling but firm, and it struck Luo Mei's heart hard.

"You're saying this because you're... being controlled, right?"

Dongfang Jin closed his eyes weakly and regained his senses.

Gradually he relaxed his hands, "Yes, so, leave quickly! Don't... don't come back!"

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