The scum is all over the world, and there are Shura fields everywhere

Chapter 304 His Stand-in
Yang Rongrong seemed to understand: "Since killing me cannot stop the coming of the heavenly calamity, why do those gray-robed men continue to rush to take my life?"

Bai Ze sighed helplessly, "Because there are always people who are lucky enough to think that the reason why the heavenly tribulation came is because you are not dead yet. As long as your soul is wiped out from the world and you are completely annihilated, the heavenly tribulation will completely disappear."

Yang Rongrong was speechless. So he was just bullying her? Killing her once was not enough, he wanted to do it again.

Even a rabbit bites when it is cornered. If those people push her into a corner, she will fight them with all her might!
Bai Ze suddenly said.

"In fact, not everyone wants you to die. Some people have risked their lives to protect you."

Yang Rongrong curled her lips: "Are you trying to comfort me?"

Bai Ze asked back: "Does that comfort you?"

"A little bit."

"Don't you want to know who that person is?" Bai Ze said this as his eyes swept towards Shu Ying.

Yang Rongrong followed his gaze and looked at Shuying. Her heart moved and she suddenly thought of Feng Huaiyu.

She couldn't help but ask, "Senior Bai Ze, do you know Feng Huaiyu?"

Bai Ze was very surprised: "Did you remember?"

Yang Rongrong said vaguely: "I can only remember part of it."

"Since you remembered Feng Huaiyu, you should know his identity." Bai Ze looked at Shuying again.

Shuying was confused by the stare and wondered what this person meant. Why did he keep looking at him? Was there rice on his face?

Thinking of this, he took out a mirror from his sleeve, looked around, and his face was clean, with nothing on it.

Yang Rongrong was still pondering Bai Ze's words, when she suddenly saw Shuying start to look in the mirror. She couldn't help but ask in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Shuying put away the mirror and explained seriously.

"You guys keep looking at me, I wonder if there's something dirty on my face."

Yang Rongrong and Bai Ze were both at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"The reason I'm looking at you is because you look a lot like an old friend of mine." Bai Ze replied.

Shuying frowned slightly: "Is it the guy named Feng Huaiyu?"

"Ah."

Many thoughts flashed through Shuying's mind. He suddenly looked at Yang Rongrong and asked coldly, "The reason you tried so hard to get close to me was because you mistook me for Feng Huaiyu? You thought of me as his substitute, right?!"

Yang Rongrong never expected that his imagination was so big, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Shuying took her silence as consent and became even more annoyed.

"Every time you look at me, are you thinking of another man in your mind? He is your white moonlight, but what about me? What am I?"

No matter what happens in daily life, Shuying is always calm and indifferent.

This was the first time that Yang Rongrong saw him lose his composure like this.

Bai Ze didn't want to see them quarreling, so he tried to persuade them: "Things are not what you think. In fact, Feng Huaiyu..."

"Shut up!" Shu Ying interrupted him harshly, his dark eyes full of hostility, "I don't want to hear that person's name again!"

Bai Ze closed his mouth helplessly and gave Yang Rongrong a helpless look.

Yang Rongrong held her forehead with her hand: "Shuying, what on earth are you thinking about?"

Shuying was really furious at this moment. He could accept Yang Rongrong's use of him, but he could not accept Yang Rongrong treating him as a substitute for someone else.

"Did I say something wrong? Aren't you still thinking about that man in your heart?!"

Seeing him so angry and frustrated and not willing to listen to anything, Yang Rongrong felt both angry and amused.

Since he refused to listen to the explanation, Yang Rongrong simply gave up explaining. She crossed her arms over her chest, put on a fearless attitude, and spoke slowly.

"Yes, yes, I always remember Feng Huaiyu in my heart, so what?"

Shuying's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Where is Feng Huaiyu? I want to find him and tear him into pieces, until his bones are crushed and his ashes are scattered!"

Bai Ze kindly reminded: "Feng Huaiyu died a thousand years ago, but..."

Shuying interrupted him again, a blush appeared on her pale cheeks, fire flashed in her dark pupils, and she spoke quickly and urgently.

"Great! So it's because he's dead that Yang Rongrong asked me to be his replacement. If he's still alive, am I not even worthy of being a replacement?!"

Bai Ze: “That’s not the case…”

Shuying gnashed his teeth in hatred: "Okay, you don't need to say anything, I understand."

Bai Ze had a question mark on his forehead. I haven't even finished talking yet, and you already understand? What on earth do you understand?

He gave Yang Rongrong a helpless look again. Sorry, he had really tried his best, but this kid just wouldn't listen!

Yang Rongrong was very calm.

Shuying looked at her with eyes full of anger, his expression clearly showed extreme annoyance, but his tone was a little tearful, which made him seem like he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

"You know he's dead, so you're not afraid that I'll cause trouble for him. Yes, no matter how hard I try, I can't win over a dead man."

At the end of his speech, his eyes were slightly moist, revealing endless grievance.

Yang Rongrong spread her hands indifferently: "If you can't win the fight, then don't fight. Isn't it good to just lie down and live a carefree life?"

Shuying's eyes turned red, and he laughed in anger: "It's already this time, and you won't even say a word to comfort me?!"

Yang Rongrong asked back: "Then how do you want me to comfort you? Should I lie to you and say that I have forgotten Feng Huaiyu? Or should I promise you that I will never mention Feng Huaiyu again?"

Listening to her mentioning Feng Huaiyu over and over again, Shu Ying really wanted to pull the man named Feng Huaiyu out of the grave and whip his corpse!

He became even more annoyed and gritted his teeth. His eyes were fierce, as if he was ready to pounce on her and bite her at any time.

"He's already dead!"

Yang Rongrong sighed: "Yes, he is dead."

Shuying originally wanted her to stop mentioning the dead man and to look more at the living people in front of her. But from her reaction, she obviously still missed the dead man and had no intention of forgetting him.

He was feeling angry, but because Feng Huaiyu was dead, he had no one to vent his anger on. This deep feeling of powerlessness made him extremely uncomfortable.

In the end, he could only utter one sentence with tears in his eyes after trying his best:

"Yang Rongrong, you are going too far."

In this situation, one feels like a heartless woman letting down her infatuated lover.

The little yellow chicken couldn't help but sigh: "Host, you are such a scumbag."

Yang Rongrong glared at it. Everyone in the world could call her a scumbag, but it couldn't!

If the system hadn't forced her to capture four men, would she have ended up like this? !
The little yellow chicken shrank its neck and dared not make a sound.