Heavens and Worlds Pawn System

"Han Shaojun, are you okay?" Seeing him suddenly sprayed blood, his eyes were red, and an abnormal blush appeared on his face, Chen Qianqian was really frightened, and hurriedly asked. Look. Yarn, Chinese website

She was really worried, but Han Shuo was not worried.

Although she is good, she is not so concerned about a bad person who wants to take her life every moment.

What she worries about is that once Han Shuo is **** to death here, the whole plot may collapse completely. The male protagonist is dead, what reason for existence in this world?

"The three princesses are worried, Han will not die for a while." Han Shuo stared at Chen Qianqian, the resentment in those eyes made him shudder, his heart trembled, and he couldn't help but approach Xiang Su Jin.

"This matter is not as simple as you think. If not, do you think the city lord will let you go?" Su Jin held on to the timid Chen Qianqian, and said solemnly to Han Shuo.

"This matter is of course not simple, and the follow-up is even more endless." Han Shuo took out a white handkerchief from his cuffs, gently wiped the blood off his lips, and chuckled: "The third princess, Guardian Su, thank you for your great kindness. , There will be rewards in the future."

Su Jin shook her head and sighed: "You still don't understand..."

"You two, don't be polite at this gate. Han Shaojun, let your people come out quickly and move all these rewards into the mansion. The old slave has to go back to his life early." The old housekeeper is not sure about them. The complicated relationship between the three interrupted this implicit conversation.

Han Shuo nodded and walked into the yard without saying a word. After a while, Baiji hurried over with two of his servants and carried several large boxes of rewards into the mansion...

"Shaojun, are you okay?" Bach rushed to Han Shuo as soon as he ordered the two servants to send the box into his room and asked worriedly. readwn.com

Although Shaojun's condition had been very serious, it was the first time that his face was so ugly, as if the limit was approaching.

"I'm okay..." Han Shuo slowly sat on the chair, silently fortune, constantly adjusting his disordered internal strength and manic temper, and said indifferently: "Choose a group of dead men who are willing to die, and take out today's Huayuan City Lord. Give them all the rewards as their life-buying money, and let them kill Chen Qianqian and Su Jin at all costs. Even if this is to be broken, both of them must die!!"

Bletilla: "..."

A few days later, in the evening.

Chen Qianqian was sitting on a swing in the backyard, shaking his long legs, blowing the night breeze, and eating homemade salad.

"Swish..."

Suddenly, an emerald green steel needle tore the air and came in extremely fast, piercing Chen Qianqian's forehead fiercely.

Su Jin raised her right hand and pinched the steel needle to her fingertips like catching mosquitoes. With a flick between her backhand, the aquamarine steel needle turned into a green light and flew back at a faster speed, penetrating with a pop. One's throat.

"This is already the third wave of the four, are they not enough people dead?" Even without watching, Chen Qianqian knew the end of that assassin, and suddenly lost the mood to eat.

Su Jin said seriously: "The so-called dead men are used in this way. Strictly speaking, they are a group of relatively expensive consumables. Apart from you, including Han Shuo, no one cares about their life or death."

"Too cold-blooded." Chen Qianqian said.

Su Jin did not argue with her very wisely, and said leisurely: "The dead men he brought are limited. Counting the three assassins who assassinated me in the first wave, he lost a full nine of them, which is a loss. It's so heavy, it should be able to stop for a while. If he still can't see the situation clearly, then I just wait for the rabbit to continue to kill until he has no one to use."

"Young Master, we can't continue like this anymore." In the courtyard, Baiji knelt in front of Han Shuo's wooden door, and said bitterly: "If you continue to assassinate like this, you will soon become a lonely man."

Han Shuo was still wearing the moon-white long coat, holding a folding fan in his hand, and slowly stepped out of the room, over the kneeling Bletilla, and walked out of the courtyard: "The assassination is over. Get up and continue to copy. Book, I’m going out alone."

Baiji was very worried and exhorted: "If Young Master meets Su Jin again, just ignore him. Anyway, he doesn't dare to do anything with you, but you must not have any disputes with him. This person, very Evil..."

"Long-winded!" Han Shuo waved his hand, walked two or three steps quickly, stepped out of the hospital gate, and walked aimlessly among the huge mansion.

In a short while, he turned to a hand-picked veranda and came to the colorful flower garden. He just took a breath of fresh air, and his eyes suddenly saw wearing a red palace dress with a net bag in his hand, running along the flower garden road to catch Chen Qianqian of the butterfly, and a certain adulterer lying in the flowers drinking not far away.

The mood that had improved a little bit suddenly fell to the bottom again, and his anger rushed up uncontrollably, making him full of hostility, and his eyes were like wild beasts, as if to choose someone to eat!

Seeing Chen Qianqian happily grasping the mouth of the net bag, and running briskly towards the adulterer, Han Shuo clenched his fists tightly, tried to restrain the thought of rushing to the showdown and quickly turned and left.

If he leaves later, he is afraid he will lose control...

Moving a bench, sitting in the yard, Bletilla striata, who was copying the book while Xixi breeze was blowing, saw that he had come back so soon, just about to ask the reason, suddenly remembered the "painful lessons" of the past, and quickly cleared all the doubts. Coming back to the bottom of my heart, he stood up and said, "Young Master."

Han Shuo carried a bitter aura, like a billowing black cloud flooding, swallowing Bletilla striata's weak and helpless body: "Bletilla striata..."

"Yes, Shaojun." Bletilla striata replied with a tight heart.

"Find some poisons that can cause abortion, and go down to Chen Qianqian's meals...Aren't they avid and hot? I wonder if they can laugh again when they learn about their miscarriage!" Heihua Han Shuo said indifferently.

Baiji was shocked, and under the suppression of Han Shuo's powerful aura, he opened his mouth and was speechless.

Gradually, the sun sets.

Baiji watched six directions, listened to all directions, sneaked to the front of the princess’s mansion, gently opened the door, rushed in like lightning, and evenly smeared a bottle of colorless and odorless liquid on a soup base. Inside the turquoise glass cup.

Just when he was about to turn and leave, a figure suddenly flashed at the door, scared him to rush to use his internal strength, jumped up, and wanted to jump on the roof wooden beam. As a result, he did not control his strength for a while, and his head knocked on the roof. On the stone tile, Shengsheng knocked himself out.

Outside the wooden door, Su Jin pushed the door and walked in. Looking at the red and swollen Bletilla striata, she couldn't help scratching her head.

This should be the pig teammate in the pass... Han Shaojun is really a miserable man.