The fairy godmother got the villain script

Chapter 3 Pricing Conundrums in the Startup Stage

The last fig leaf between the two was ruthlessly torn by Meng Yang, and the world suddenly became quiet.

The people and objects around seemed to be pressed to the blur button, turning into nothingness little by little, and the radiant glow covered the whole world, blinding Meng Yang's eyes.

At this moment, a gust of fragrant wind blows towards the face, accompanied by fluttering petals all over the sky, a little chubby girl in a purple gauze skirt swirls down from the sky.

With a bang, her round fat feet stepped firmly on the ground.

The two chubby little legs were still hiding under the skirt, wanting to talk.

The five not-so-thin fingers were barely curled up in the shape of orchid fingers to block the face, leaving only a pair of big eyes that looked bright and bright, blinking and blinking, looking at Meng Yang.

A large purple scarf is piled on the top of the head, and there is a bunch of colorful sequins pasted on the forehead.

Meng Yang took off the petals sticking to her eyelids and forehead with a blank expression: "How much money the seven fairies gave you, I, Meng Siyan, will give you three times."

Meng Yang, who loves to eat duck egg yolk POSS, was mad at him before he finished placing it.

Her round face was wrinkled into a bun, her two chubby arms pinched her chubby waist, she stomped on her little feet angrily, ran to Meng Yang, and pointed at Meng Yang accusingly.

"I don't have it!!"

The voice is not as clear and melodious as before, but has become a crisp baby voice.

Okay, even turned on the voice changer.

Meng Yang rested his forehead and sighed.

Only then did she know that the duck egg yolk lover is a little fairy in the fairy world, named Xiangxiang.

Xiangxiang has dreamed of being a writer since she was a child.

Recently, during the school holidays, I started my own creation under the pseudonym of Ai Chi Duck Egg Yolk.

Meng Yang knelt down and kept eye level with Xiangxiang: "Okay, I shouldn't write a long comment saying that your writing is not good, I apologize to you, you can write a long novel of [-] chapters at such a young age, it's amazing, your lord Send me back in large numbers."

Seeing that Meng Yang softened, Xiangxiang stopped being angry immediately.

The chubby face was full of uncontrollable complacency, and the pile of purple gauze on the top of his head also trembled.

"Well, I accept your apology. What I wrote is indeed a little lacking. I will refer to your opinion."

"." Meng Yang, "Then you send me back."

"No, I dragged you into the book only after you stayed up late and died suddenly." She looked at Meng Yang in embarrassment.

"."

Meng Yang had a hard time digesting the news that she had fallen asleep. As a bald social animal in 996 who stayed up late, this might be her fate.

Fortunately, she has no father, no mother, no cat or dog, so with a wave of her sleeves, she will die if she dies.

It's just that because she was thrown into the world of books, the ghost messenger couldn't find her as a soul, and now she has been registered as a lonely ghost.

There is only one way left in front of Meng Yang, stay and replace Meng Yang in the book.

"Then do I need to follow the plot?"

Xiangxiang tilted her head and thought for a while: "This book has become a small world of its own, and you can live freely in it, but there are two absolute rules that cannot be violated."

"First, the protagonist is immortal, so Han Shaoyu will not die. Second, he will kill you by any means."

"I can understand the law of the protagonist's immortality. What the hell is the second rule? Didn't I jump to the finale in the book?"

"For the rules in the book, you are an intruder, similar to the red name in the game. As the hero of the world, Han Shaoyu, under the guidance of the rules, will have the greatest hatred for you, the kind who can't do without killing you, Just sauce."

"."

Xiangxiang held Meng Yang's hand with chubby hands: "Don't worry, our school is on holiday recently, I can accompany you."

"Then can you keep me from dying?" Meng Yang's eyes lit up!
"...I can't." Xiangxiang withdrew her hand in a swish.

"Then what treasure can you give me? I don't dislike someone like the mustard space." Meng Yang is not dead.

"Well, you can't use my things, you can grab Han Shaoyu's and use them." Xiangxiang advised her.

Meng Yang, who had shrugged his shoulders at Han Shaoyu not long ago, had an embarrassed smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

Thank you, I am not afraid of wearing shoes with bare feet.

But I'm really afraid that if I wear a godly costume and inlaid with full-level gems, they will come to mess with me forever.

The beautiful girl Mengyang sighed, pressed the pile on Xiangxiang's head, and said to her with a strong smile: "Good boy, you'd better go back and do your homework."

Xiangxiang: "."

Xiangxiang refused to go back to do her homework, saying that she wanted to play with Meng Yang. She transformed into a fat and round bracelet and hung it on Meng Yang's wrist, and then asked Meng Yang to choose the birth point.

You can choose the two retrospectives just now, and Meng Yang chose the last one.

After waking up in her body this time, the memories of Rushui's character flooded her mind, and she completely accepted everything about Meng Yang.

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The mustard space was confiscated, stripped of Han Shaoyu's soul bondage and given to Danxiu Bing Qiuci, who was in charge of refining the elixir of the entire sect, and the mustard space would definitely exert the best effect if entrusted to her.

The amulet was originally Meng Yang's trophy, but was snatched away by the shameless Li Zhu.

Li Zhu is a well-known science man in the book. He likes to study formations, spells, and illusions the most. Confident Meng Yang said that he was looking forward to it.

Han Shaoyu and Tu Jing'er were imprisoned in the town of Qingcang Sword Sect, and Meng Yang asked himself to lead a team to guard them.

The two in the book were also imprisoned in the town after they were discovered in the following plots. Tu Jinger's tool men will appear to rescue the two at that time, and Han Shaoyu officially leaves the novice map and enters the Huahua World.

Meng Yang, who is familiar with the plot, arranged for people to take strict precautions on the surface, and slipped to the back mountain of the town with small steps, chatting with Xiangxiang about the gossip of the fairy world and staying on guard for five days.

Finally, on a dark and windy night, Tu Jinger's subordinates appeared in the dark!

Meng Yang watched silently in the dark, these thin and dark demon brothers worked so hard for most of the night, it can be regarded as a hole in the formation.

It took less than half an hour for a group of six people to get in, the sound of swords clashing clanged from the direction of the town, and then, in the direction where the moonlight could shine, the thin and thin Tu Jinger supported her like a disabled person. The ordinary Han Shaoyu fled towards the gap with difficulty and slowly.

"Brother Han, look quickly, exit." Tu Jing'er followed the sign all the way to find it, and wept with joy when she saw the opening in the formation.

Han Shaoyu coughed weakly, and a little joy appeared on his sallow face.

The two limped close to the gap.

Tu Jing'er held onto Han Shaoyu first, and supported him to get his head out first, when Han Shaoyu was about to take his body out with all his strength.

"Hey! Where is the thief running!"

Meng Yang yelled, and jumped down from the tree where he was hiding with his sword in his hand.

Because she had found the angle beforehand, after jumping off, she jumped right in front of Han Shaoyu's face.

At this time, Han Shaoyu, who had just got his head out, bowed his hips and gave the Central Bank of Meng a standard gift.

Han Shaoyu went crazy with anger, this woman!
It's her again!It's her again!
Under the double stimulation of rules and shame, the killing intent raged wildly in his heart!

He stared at Meng Yang with scarlet eyes, and saw Meng Yang's spiritual sword unsheathed, and the cold tip of the sword pressed against his brow without any haste.

"How dare you humiliate me like this!!!"

Meng Yang gave him a blank look, she humiliated him, a good-for-nothing qi-refinement, as a genius cultivator at the Jindan period?
"Stupid."

After uttering the words that she wanted to say for a long time, Meng Yang didn't even bother to leave Han Shaoyu's eyes. She held the hilt of the sword firmly and looked at Tu Jing'er with a kind smile.

"Tell me how much you paid for this life."

Tu Jing'er was dumbfounded, Meng Yang's beautiful and cold face seemed to her like the most terrifying evil spirit in the world, she just took one look, and her whole body trembled subconsciously.

Especially when she saw Meng Yang still smiling at her, she was so frightened that her face paled with fright, and she slumped to the ground with a oops, tears began to flow, her pale and bloodless lips were tightly pressed, not daring to cry out. sound.

"woooooo"

"Oh? It seems that you don't want to buy it." Meng Yang nodded and raised the spirit sword in his hand, "All right."

"Woooooooooooo!! No, no! Brother Han, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Meng Yang held her sword and turned her back to the moonlight. On her face hidden in the shadows, the two rows of bright white teeth were particularly eye-catching. She looked at Tu Jing'er who was already crying and choking, and said, "Not many, ten thousand top-grade spirit stones. "

"Ten thousand top-grade spirit stones? You are poor and crazy!"

The tip of the sword sank into Han Shaoyu's eyebrows mercilessly, the angry cursing and suppressed crying stopped abruptly, and then a more tragic howl broke out.

"Ahhh!"

Han Shaoyu passed out, and Tu Jinger cried and hugged Han Shaoyu's buttocks.

"Brother Han!!! I'm rich!! Don't kill him!"

Meng Yang stopped the tip of the sword: "Speed."

Tu Jinger cried and took a purple-black jade card from the storage bag.

"Woooooooooooooo, this is the purple jade card of Tianshu Pavilion, which contains [-] top-grade spirit stones, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"?"

Meng Yang, who just felt that he had underreported, was relieved.

As expected of you, the fledgling little princess.

With tolerance and kindness in her smile, she asked her back: "What do you think?"

Tu Jing'er cried loudly: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow ."

Sobbing, she stuffed the card from the side of Han Shaoyu's face.

Meng Yang accepted it contentedly, and then plunged the tip of the sword into Han Shaoyu's forehead without hesitation, stabbing him to death.

Tu Jinger: "."

Xiangxiang who has been watching the show in the form of a bracelet: "Wo Cao."

"Devil, you devil!" Tu Jinger rushed forward frantically and desperately wanted to fight Meng Yang, but she bumped her head into the formation clumsily, and was sent flying back with a bang.

Meng Yang pulled out the tip of the sword, wiped the blood on Han Shaoyu's clothes, and then recited the incantation to enter the formation easily.

The aura of ice attribute wrapped Tu Jing'er into a rice dumpling, even gagged her mouth, making her face turn pale from the cold.

Tu Jing'er couldn't speak or move, and her silent tears flowed down without money.

She watched Meng Yang squatting in front of her and said to her: "I, a single spirit root of the ice element, a genius swordsman at the Jindan stage, can you, a little thing in the early stage of foundation establishment, maintain the most basic fear of me?"

Xiangxiang said: "Let's just say, don't say anything if you feel embarrassed."

Meng Yang flicked the bracelet on his wrist, and Xiangxiang shut up quickly.

She threw Han Shaoyu's body, which was blocking the gap in the formation, to Tu Jing'er's side like a chicken, and wrapped the two of them in a pile and threw them outside the formation: "Go away."

Tu Jinger was released from the restraint, and she asked Meng Yang in disbelief: "You want to let me go?"

"You paid me."

Tu Jinger: "In the future, I will kill you!"

"Oh oh oh, I see, get out of here."

-

Tu Jing'er took one last look at Meng Yang, engraved her image deeply in her heart, and secretly vowed that one day, she must be killed to avenge Brother Han.

She supported Han Shaoyu's body on her shoulder, and dragged it away all night, exhausting the aura to support her body, and finally walked out of the Qingcang Sword Sect's territory. She found a hidden corner and put Han Shaoyu on the ground.

The huge blood hole piercingly occupied the position between Han Shaoyu's eyebrows, his small eyes were staring open, and Tu Jing'er cried and tried several times before he could close them.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows

"Woooooo!!"

"Who is crying here~"

Tu Jing'er was startled, tremblingly held the magic weapon and looked at the person coming.

A man wearing a gray robe, a hood, and a New Year's picture doll mask came out of the shadows.

"Who are you?! Why don't you show your true colors to others." Tu Jing'er yelled sternly.

The man in the gray robe snorted softly: "Little girl, the grass on the grave of someone who has seen my face is taller than yours. Are you sure you want to see it?"

Tu Jinger: "."

"Your lover is not dead, why are you crying? Disturbing people's dreams, bad luck!"

"!!What do you mean?"

"Hmph, literally."

Tu Jing'er was ecstatic, the person in front of her looked unpredictable at first glance, he was very much like the expert described in the scriptures she read in the magic palace, could it be that he could really save Brother Han.

"Senior!! Senior!!" She knelt down and kowtowed to the gray-robed man, "I beg you, save Brother Han!"

"Don't panic, let me take a closer look."

The man in gray robe walked up to the two of them, lowered his masked head and looked carefully.

Xiang Xiang, who turned into a mask, said, "He will wake up in about three days."

Meng Yang, who was disguised as a man in a gray robe, was speechless: "He woke up in three days, which is really enviable. Are you sure he doesn't know that he is immortal after he comes back to life?"

"No, if the protagonist knows about this, the world will collapse, and the law will arrange various reasons to make him come back to life. Well, it's like meeting an expert, and now we're ahead of the curve, some kind of To a certain extent, it also saves trouble for the law."

Knowing that, Meng Yang stood up pretendingly, with aura accumulated in his throat, and when he spoke again, he became a slightly hoarse and vicissitudes of life male voice.

"That's it, that's it."

"Senior! Why do you say that!" Tu Jinger asked eagerly, "Senior, please save Brother Han, I can do whatever I need!"

"Oh, forget it, your lover's life is extremely precious, you can save it, but you can't save it."

"Do you need money? I have what I have! How much do you want!"

Having learned from the past, Meng Yang Lion opened his mouth: "One hundred thousand top-quality spirit stones."

Tu Jing'er quickly took out five purple jade cards, and held them in front of Meng Yang, crying and laughing.

Meng Yang, who is still waiting for the counter-offer...

"Mother, how much money do you fucking have!"

　I can't hide my identity
　　
　
(End of this chapter)