Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 940 Abnormal Room Escape 10
He Xiaoman ignored the threat in his words.

You wait, my wife is still waiting!
Do you think that the sins of so many days were in vain?

Visualizing "Little Ruyi" is equivalent to sleep.

However, He Xiaoman has been visualizing "Xiao Ruyi" non-stop, and it is not very comfortable to go against the thousands of years of human beings' work and rest, because in the case of long-term sleeplessness, even if the mental state is good, the heart will not know. Unconsciously irritable.

Just to survive, He Xiaoman entered this festival for six days, basically without sleep.

She was racing against time to visualize "Little Ruyi", which was the only thing she could use after all her abilities were banned.

A burst of tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.

She seemed to miss that out-of-the-ordinary ancestor a little bit, obviously she had been cursing him in her heart a few days ago.

Hate, as if giving himself the best he could get his hands on.

For example, if it wasn't for "Xiao Ruyi" for this mission, He Xiaoman felt that he would probably pay a large amount of points to buy a death talisman just like the two failed homeowners before.

In fact, she thought too much, if she didn't know that He Xiaoman had practiced "Little Ruyi", how could Hate really give He Xiaoman a task with such a high failure rate?Back then in Huaishu Castle, the reason why he hated and scolded He Xiaoman for not being able to use "Xiao Ruyi" well was because of this.

Having experienced many festivals, the well-informed homeowners do have knowledge and wisdom beyond ordinary people, and they try to use all available resources as much as possible.

But in the face of Zhong Cheng's mentally distorted dead Mrs. B who must be cautious, and who is fixed like a specimen and can't do anything but breathe, He Xiaoman feels that the kneeling rate of the owner probably exceeds 80%. The next 20% are basically similar to myself, with some inconspicuous but life-saving means.

So sometimes no matter how high the dual quotient and talent is, it can't match a good father.

He hated this guy who is not his father more than his own father, but suddenly he didn't hate him at all.

"Even if you get nothing except normal rewards in this festival, I will forgive you." He Xiaoman murmured silently in his heart.

And the person she was talking about at the moment was driving a silver-gray supercar with a short-haired woman speeding on the road lined with Populus euphratica.

Behind this supercar, there is a series of supercars of the same price chasing after it, and the engine roars like it is venting its anger.

"It's just a low-level reptile from the derivative plane, and I was tricked by such a reptile. Whoever has a particle beam weapon, let me penetrate him!"

The woman in red was already in a state of rage. If she could catch the person in front of her, she might even bite Fang to vent her anger.

"No way, miss, if you use the super-jiejie weapon rashly, it will tear the space, and even destroy a festival world. At that time..." The old Patriarch will definitely not kill his precious daughter, but he will kill them, the cannon fodder who did not stop in time!
The sound of grinding teeth "creaked" sounded: "Don't wait until the time, I can tear you apart now!"

The man simply gave up struggling and closed his eyes: "Please, Miss, if the subordinate dies in the hands of Miss, both survival and death will be glorious."

"Haha, you really have backbone, don't you think so..."

There was a loud "boom", and a car in the convoy suddenly caught fire for some reason, spinning and drifting and hit the guardrail, sparking again.

Immediately behind was the eldest lady in this car. Even if the man driving opened his eyes, he didn't have time to react. He directly hit the car in front of him which had already been smashed beyond recognition. car.

There was another loud bang, and the two cars were instantly surrounded by angry flames, but there was no one in the two cars, as if these were two unmanned cars.

Finally, in the supercar left behind by the chasing soldiers, the short-haired woman "giggled" and touched the arm of the man beside her with a coquettish smile: "Small oil, brother, you are awesome!"

"piss off!"

Hate's hairs stood up all over his body: "I like you so much, can I find a place to process you?"

"I hate it! Why are you so eager to kill the donkey before the mill is unloaded?"

"Heh, it's the first time I've seen a driver acting as a donkey."

The short-haired woman punched the man on the chin, knocking his head to the side. The supercar was not affected at all, and it still galloped like an old dog.

"Crazy Qiu, if you don't know how to speak, just shut up, I've been forced into a woman by you, you even take advantage of a bit of your fucking words."

The "short-haired woman" suddenly twisted her face. If He Xiaoman was there, she would be able to recognize it at a glance. This person turned out to be Feng Che.

"Go, next stop, let's continue walking the dog."

"Jiejie No. 9636, this is the third place where it is rumored that the Tianhe Weak Water was discovered. It seems that I am not sincere if I don't join in the fun."

Feng Che blinked Kazilan's big blingbling eyes, she was so charming, and gently parted her red lips: "You almost became someone else's uncle anyway, so can't you be more sympathetic?"

As soon as Feng Che finished speaking, one of his eyes was smashed and he turned into a bitch: "Shut up if you can't speak."

He sent back Feng Che's previous words intact.

Damn!

Feng Che vigorously rubbed his big eyes with eyeliner: "Are you human? Are you human? I'm using a little girl's face now, how can you do it!"

Hatred snorted: "My son is not as wretched as you."

The autumn wind swept by, and the yellow leaves were like butterflies. The supercar that was speeding all the way suddenly disappeared, just like those people who disappeared in the supercar before, as if they had never appeared.

Just like Zhong Cheng who tiptoed out of the secret room, he also seemed to have never appeared.

It's just that the hot water bottle in He Xiaoman's hand was taken off again, and the container on the floor used to hold Kong Kongfei and He Xiaoman's dripping blood was also resealed.

In the stillness of the night, He Xiaoman lightly clenched his bleeding left hand. A force was contained in it. Although it was not as good as her ancestor's punch could beat the strong Feng Che into Ah Wu, but he could clean up Zhong Cheng's bastard. It should be fine.

"Little Ruyi" is still running slowly, one bright spot after another, like a spark running through the whole body, going round and round, endlessly.

This time, He Xiaoman did not restrain the recovery of the left foot injury. Tomorrow will be the seventh day. He Xiaoman thought that she must work hard to "rehabilitate". Get it back double.

He Xiaoman has never been so angry for a moment since he became the owner of the house.

It was Li Yan who was pursued by Zhong Cheng with evil intentions, what was wrong with Li Yan?
Since you, Zhong Cheng, don't like reasoning, let's talk about fists and wickedness.

The sound of opening the door twice was still the same as usual, and Zhong Cheng's familiar footsteps were also the same as before. It was just a sleepy beast lying on the bed, she woke up!
(End of this chapter)