The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 62 The Canary of the Gold Master [24]

What's more, although Shen Lang only played an ordinary female villain, the amount of discussion about her in this drama is the scariest.

Just the amount of discussion on the topic of Concubine Yu on WB has already exceeded [-] million.

Top traffic is nothing more than that.

Now open wb, the sky is full of:
"555 Yuyu is too good to cry "cry""

"My lord, a scumbag, is not worthy of me, Yuyu!!!"

"The dog emperor is also a scumbag!!"

"Little baby is so cute, she was killed to death...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Wait for Yuyu to blacken 'smile' tonight"

"My giao is Shen Lang in a vase?!?!"

"The Boudoir" has not yet been broadcast to the point where Concubine Yugui turns into a demon concubine to persecute the hero and heroine crazily.

Shen Huoshui's enchanting concubine temperament is engraved in her bones, she is charming and charming, and turns all living beings upside down.

At that time, it is estimated that there will be a bigger wave.

Yun Mo's deep eyes fell on the chip that she threw away.

The thin crimson lips were slightly raised, "I need to see the effect."

"Installation." Shen Huoshui threw him a few parts, "I just finished it."

"Aren't you afraid I'll break it?"

"It's okay if it's broken," Shen Lang didn't look up, "It's just a waste product."

"..." Yun Mo's long eyelashes drooped slightly, his face was calm, he fiddled with it a few times, and with a click, the metal parts were spliced ​​together immediately.

"That's right." Shen Lang's eyebrows were slightly surprised, and then he lowered his eyes again, "Put the chip in again."

Yun Mo obeyed.

"that's it…?"

The small machine was placed upright on the experimental bench, it was very delicate, and the surface shone slightly.

"You take it out and try it, there is a button at the bottom."

Glancing at the calm and busy woman, he slightly pursed his thin lips, and walked out with the semi-finished machine.

He turned the machine over, and sure enough, he saw a row of buttons, time, place, even down to the minute and second, and a certain room, and at the end was the timetable for the scheduled return trip.

The slender fingertips paused slightly, and the strange voice in his heart told himself to believe her.

He pressed the button slowly.

There was a sudden change in the scene in front of him, like a mobile phone automatically shutting down, caught off guard.

He looked in front of him and was stunned.

This is a very familiar scene.

The little rabbit he raised with his own hands was stabbed to blood by the new grandma with scissors. The white fur and scarlet blood seemed to be mixed into the new grandma's fawning smile.

Mrs. Yun was not old at this time, she came to her gorgeous new home, she was very cautious, she wanted to curry favor with the noble heir of the Yun family, her grandson in name, Yun Mo.

Unexpectedly, there was no one in his room, only a running and jumping rabbit. She thought it was a wild rabbit that broke in from outside, and tried to catch it, but the rabbit ran fast. Yun Mo's scissors stabbed the rabbit to pieces.

This is what Yun Mo saw.

After more than ten years, when I saw it again, I still faintly wanted to vomit.

When Old Madam Yun saw him, her eyes were full of astonishment, "Who are you?!"

His thin lips moved slightly, "...Get lost."

Old lady Yun's body trembled, trembling, and ran out of his room.

The room smelled of blood.

He stepped over the dead rabbit and onto the balcony.

The warm sun shone on his face, and the warm feeling told him that this was not an illusion.

…it was nothing short of magic.

He slightly opened his eyes, his pupils were dark and floating, filled with darkness.

...

When he opened his eyes again, he was back where he was.

The bright light in front of him slipped into his eyes, making him a little uncomfortable.

"..."

The memory of just now gradually came back.

The strange yet familiar door of the laboratory told him that what happened just now was not a dream.

His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his thin crimson lips were tightly pursed.

After a pause, he opened the door with the machine and walked in.

Shen Fushui raised his eyebrows slightly, "I tried it, how was it?"

"...That's right." Yun Mo's meaning was unclear, "You are very powerful."

"Thank you." Shen Lang didn't raise his head, and his tone was a little frivolous, "If you believe me, Mr. Yun will go back. I don't have good wine or tea here, so I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain you."

"...Crossing the river and destroying the bridge." He smiled lowly, "If I couldn't come back just now, what should I do?"

"No ifs." Shen Lang interrupted him, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"Really," his thin crimson lips curled up slightly, "I appreciate your confidence."

[System: The hero's love value has increased by 15%, and the current love value is 65%.】

The intoxicating glimmer of water flowed through the eyes of the glamorous fox.

Looking at her earnest and focused appearance, Yun Mo's eyes dimmed, and he couldn't help thinking, this is only a semi-finished product, so what will the finished product look like?
She is so eager to study the space-time machine, does she want to wander around, or does she want to escape?

Will the time and space opportunity after success...take her away easily?

Gee.

There won't be that day.

He thought about it casually, with a dazzled chuckle on his face.

His smile is very beautiful and dazzling, and the noble and elegant breath slowly flows into his slightly pouty thin lips, as if the glacier is gradually digested into spring water, easily rippling a lake.

Even Shen Lang couldn't help but be taken aback by this rare smile.

"Go out," he said, "take you somewhere."

"I won't go to boring banquets."

"...you're going to love that place."

"Succeed, Lord Jinzhu." Shen Fushui called very naturally, as if it was a joke, "Take me there."

"...Golden Lord?" Yun Mo paused slightly, his eyes deepened, and his thin crimson lips curled up slightly.

The emotion between the brows and eyes is dim.

"Investing so much in me, what is it if it's not the funder?" She giggled, heartlessly, "Master the funder?"

"At least so far, I haven't gotten any benefits from you."

Shen Fushui choked.

"Yun Mo, you have no heart!"

A song of "Redemption" is enough for him to benefit. Although it is insignificant, how can it be said that it has no benefit?

Don't you look down on her fairy spirit too much?
"Is my words clear enough?"

What he said was that he didn't get any benefits from her.

This is a fact.

Therefore, what kind of funder is not worthy of the name.

As a sinister and cunning businessman, he was not happy to be taken advantage of for nothing.

(End of this chapter)