Kuai Wen Zhi crazy criticizes the beauty she does not want to be a female supporting role

Chapter 47 The Princess Is Not a Matching Girl (Extra)
"Host, host, you are great. You actually completed the task perfectly without me."

Su Yan rubbed her forehead. The feeling of being excluded from the small world was not good, not to mention that her soul was still a little broken. She now felt as if her brain was being stirred by someone's hands, and her chest was so tight that she couldn't breathe. .

The system was still immersed in happiness, and suddenly discovered something was wrong with her, and made a sharp blast: "Host, host, what's wrong with you?"

It was already uncomfortable, and there was something that kept screaming in my head.

You can even see the beating veins in her fair, almost transparent skin.

"To shut up."

It closed its mouth silently, not daring to speak any more.

Su Yan bit her lip lightly with her teeth, enduring the pain in her soul. Suddenly she felt a stream of clear water flowing through her body, and the pain subsided a bit.

"Host, are you feeling better?" A mosquito-like voice sounded in her mind.

She slightly raised the corners of her lips, wiped away the physiological tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a soft voice, "It's better."

The system shouted happily: "Yeah, yeah, host, you're done."

The corners of Su Yan's curled mouth froze for a moment.

In her original world, this thing wasn't that stupid.

"Host, I'm not stupid. I just bound to you and stopped formatting it." If it had hands, it must have clenched a small pink fist and carefully defended itself.

Su Yan frowned and asked in a low voice, "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

Her voice was still delicate and soft, and the system did not feel any danger at all.

Instead, he was very excited and said: "Because I am bound to the host."

The corners of Su Yan's mouth rose, and the remaining tears in her eyes looked sparkling, but the depths of her eyes were getting darker and darker.

Host?

It was like a parasite parasitized by a poisonous insect, so did the tasks she performed provide it with nutrients?

Cuscuta?
A vague idea became more and more looming in her mind.

She lay on the bed, looked at the spacious thatched house, and asked slowly: "Where is this? The next small world?"

"No, this is the place where the host rests after completing the task." The system spoke in a lower and lower tone, and at the end it was still a little shy: "It's just because the host's level is too low, so there is nothing here, everything is still the same The most basic look.”

"But I see, host, that there was a house like this in your previous world, so the basic house I applied for you is like this."

Su Yan keenly grasped the key point, looked at her somewhat transparent hands and feet and asked, "So is this the state of my own soul?"

"Yes."

The battle with Tiandao did consume a lot of her soul power. Although she recovered a little in the previous world with the help of that monk, it was still a drop in the bucket.

Thinking of Wuyi, the corners of her mouth raised, and her eyes shone with excitement.

She knew that even if she left that world, Wuyi's Buddhist heart would never be perfected.

The way of heaven will never allow a person who refuses to save someone from death or has murder in his hands to perfect his Buddha mind.

Letting him practice for a few more lives can be regarded as compensation to the original owner.

If he still cultivates love, who will go through the love crisis with him?
Her long black hair flowed around her shoulders as she moved.

In fact, Princess Wushuang is somewhat similar to her. She has emerald eyebrows, long and narrow eyes that outline a boundless charm, a tall and petite nose bridge, and bright red lips that are always raised.

Her cheeks are an extremely standard beauty face, with thin and thin sides. When she looks up at you, there is a slight smile in her eyes, but you never dare to offend her.

"In the last world, was it because I changed too much that I was discovered by Heaven?" She looked at her toes and asked softly.

"Yes, host, you are too adventurous. Not only did you change the client's story line, but you also forcibly changed the direction of the entire world. The male protagonist died when the Turks were defeated, so Tiandao discovered you and sent you You just kicked the world out of you.”

She nodded thoughtfully, ignoring the system's dissatisfaction, and instead asked: "Then why were you not in the last world? I remember you said before that if I bind you, you will assist me in completing my mission."

The system stretched out its little hand and wiped away the non-existent sweat: "Host, your world is a higher world, so the way of heaven is also very powerful. It took all my energy to save you from it, so I was forced to enter hibernation directly. .”

"Is the world still divided into low, medium and high?"

"So the last world was a lower world, and it could only kick me out, right?"

"Then what is your energy? Is it stolen? What does it have to do with my mission?"

After a series of questions, the system's CPU was almost burned out: "Yes, the world is divided into high and low. You have completed the task. The female partner in the small world sent us a commission. We accepted the commission to earn merit. Merit It will be divided into three, you get one and I get two.”

three copies?

What about another copy?

Merit?

She doesn't believe it.

If it is really merit, then how can the merit of saving a female partner compare to the merit of saving those good people?
Just like Wu Yi, if you suck him dry, you can skip the mission.

The plot of the story, the direction of the world, and the will of heaven.

Become a female supporting character, change the female supporting character, change the plot...

Crash the plot!

The world is in disarray.

So what can they get out of it?

Su Yan vaguely felt that she had discovered something remarkable.

Her slender white fingers touched her red lips, and she smiled inexplicably.

Perhaps Su Yan had been silent for too long. The system tried to read her thoughts, but found that her spiritual world was a mess.

It cried out in horror: "Host, are you crazy?"

Su Yan smiled innocently: "Maybe I have too many thoughts and you can't read them."

"Ok."

Su Yan asked curiously: "Why can't I see you?"

The system replied politely: "I exist only as a host and you can't see me, but it does not affect your communication with me."

"Well, I'm quite curious." Su Yan shrugged, with a look of disappointment on his face.The tail of the eyes is droopy, and the loss should not be too obvious.

In fact, the system also wants to have a body of its own, but there have been examples of systems being captured by the host and rebelling against the Lord God before, so all subsequent systems have no entities.

Seeing the host lowering his eyes, it felt uncomfortable.

But Su Yan was thinking about something else. In the original world, she didn't know that she was a female supporting character. Later, all the information bound to the system was told to her by it.

So could it be that it also deceived her.

Things are not what they say.

Su Yan had some doubts in her heart, but she had already gotten a lot of information from the questions she asked today. If she asked again, I'm afraid the things behind the system would notice it.

Yes, she suspected there was something behind the system.

Not wanting to make the host unhappy, the system felt that she might be a little concerned about knowing her thoughts, so it explained: "Host, I generally won't take the initiative to read your thoughts unless I have to."

With a slight smile in her eyes, she replied gently: "Okay."

The system breathed a sigh of relief and opened a host encyclopedia in its database.

When you encounter a problem, take the initiative to explain it and don't ignore it.

Ah, very good.

It seems that it will be able to become one with its host soon.

It's not that difficult either.

It's really an excellent system.

It thought with some pride as it straightened out its non-existent chest.

Su Yan didn't know its thoughts, but she felt that this system might be a bit stupid.

But it doesn't rule out that he is pretending to be so stupid.

"Host, do you want to see what happened next in the last world?"

"No need." She shook her head.

She could guess what happened next.

"Wow, host, the male protagonist and the male supporting actor's sadism values ​​are both 100%. You are great, host."

She smiled softly.

How could she let Su Yun die so lightly? It happened that after he woke up, he always looked at her with nostalgia for some reason.

"Let me stay with you to atone for my sins." Su Yun lowered his eyebrows, his eyes full of inexplicable regret.

"Okay, but you know, your face will cause me to encounter a lot of problems." Su Yan frowned in distress. The fire beside her was burning fiercely, and there was a red-hot mask on it. .

He picked up the mask with his bare hands and attached it to his face. He also picked up a red-hot coal and swallowed it.

The mask began to burn the skin, corroding every inch of the face.

Cold sweat broke out on his head, and he lay on the ground and roared.

Su Yan squinted her eyes, her bright red lips forming a charming arc, and she smelled the smell of barbecue in the air in fascination.

It was wonderful.

She laughed so hard that her waist shook, she raised her foot and stepped on his flame-scorched palm, grinding it repeatedly: "Okay, then you can be a dog by my side."

She bent down and put her hand on her lips: "But I don't want a useless dog."

The charcoal fire burned his throat, and he swallowed blood every moment he spoke: "Yes, Master."

But all things considered, she used this dog very well.

Very loyal.

Thinking of Su Ziyi being tortured by her admired brother, she felt a little bit of joy in her heart.

It is simply refreshing.

On the Turkic battlefield, she gave him medicine that could improve his combat effectiveness.

How obedient he was, looking at her piously and then swallowed.

But a mad dog.

Killed many Turks.

When he finally fell off the horse due to exhaustion, his eyes followed her smoothly.

Look, how pitiful.

The hand was severed, and the knife came out of the abdominal cavity, bringing out fragments of organs.

The face covered by the mask was covered in scars.

Blood continued to flow from the mouth, and the lips wriggled, "I'm sorry." '

Su Yan chopped off a person's head with a sword with one hand, smiling brightly, with traces of joy at the end of her eyes: "I'm not her." She turned her head after making sure he saw and understood.

Laughing wildly.

How ridiculous.

Want to atone?impossible.

Take your damn regrets and go to hell.

But there were times when Su Yan had regrets, because she just hadn't had enough.

How interesting it is to drag a Buddha into the mud, betray the Buddha in your heart, and fall into the Abi Hell.

She pushed her cheek, feeling that it was not fun enough.

Those who have a good heart will become evil, those who have a powerful heart will lose it, and those who have a regretful heart will fail to change.

(End of this chapter)