gossip baby

Chapter 1848 Miss Scrap
"Si Ming!" Huangfu Beloved exclaimed, but Siming, who just recovered his memory, had disappeared in front of her.

She felt the darkness around her, and her Mr. Jiasi was gone!

She returned to this palace-like place again.

In the cold place, only the dead fox was there.

"What are you doing! My Mr. Si obviously thinks of me, what do you mean, you rogue system!" Huangfu darling angrily yelled at the fox.

"Host, it's time for you to move on to the next task." The fox on the throne made a mechanical sound.

Huangfu's favorite child jumped angrily, "The next mission is a ghost. I just reminded Si Ming of me. You said, you just pulled me back like this. What is it? Your system is unreasonable!"

"I also picked up your life, so what if I'm unreasonable?" The fox's voice was still very mechanical, and he answered with confidence.

Huangfu Beloved: What the hell!

So I think she can't do anything to the system, is it on purpose?
What kind of dog system is this, I have never seen such a system, it is too much!

"Go to the next task." The system said.

"I—" Huangfu Chong'er clenched her lips angrily, so after entering the next system, will Siming still remember her?Are she and Siming trapped in this disgusting system?

I really didn't expect that the system would turn its face and deny people!

Huangfu Chong'er only felt her eyes go dark, and when she realized it again, she felt a scorching pain all over her body. It wasn't like being whipped, but a whip was really hitting her.

Snapped--

Snapped--

There was a fierce whipping sound, one can imagine how hard the whip was beaten.

Pain, burning pain.

Huangfu Chong'er suddenly opened her eyes, and realized that she was in a place similar to a basement, and she was being beaten crazily.

She quickly accepted the memory of the new role.

The original owner of the body she is in now is called Murong Chong'er, it's a coincidence that she has the same name as her.

The big background is that this is a cultivator's world, a world where martial arts is the most important thing.

Most people in this world can practice cultivation.

The Murong family is one of the seven great families in this continent.

Murong Beloved is the eldest daughter of the third bedroom of Murong's family. She is a good-for-nothing lady who is not born with the ability to practice.

In addition, her father was murdered, and there was only one elder brother with disabled legs and one mother in the family, so she was often bullied by the other room.

This time, the reason why she was locked in this basement and bullied by other sisters and brothers was because she accidentally obtained a cultivation treasure, a fairy-level sword, so she was jealous of the other children.

Because of jealousy, the other children took her directly to the basement of Murong's house, locked her up, and tortured her where and how she got the sword!
With burning pain all over her body, after almost accepting the memories in her consciousness, Huangfu Beloved raised her eyes to look at the group of people who tortured her.

A group of fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys and girls, and even younger ones.

The leader is Murong Qingmeng of the long room, she is the oldest in the group, and also the one with the highest cultivation level, almost all the children of this generation in the family listen to her.

"Oh, you're awake? Murong Beloved, should you answer the question I asked you? Do you really think we dare not kill you? Even if you die, no one will care about you!" Murong Qingmeng said with a sneer, As soon as she raised her hand, the whip in her hand fell on Huangfu Beloved's body with a snap.

(End of this chapter)