Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Hands were taken from the girl’s hair, and Huo Junhan moved away from the line of sight and placed it in a mission release in the distance, opening the door with a cold voice. Let's go."

Shen Mubai touched the place where the man’s big hand was covered, and only felt that the man’s behavior was more and more invisible.

Huo Junhan went to the task posting area and there were not many abilities around him. The registrar sitting in the seat yawned lazily and seemed to be bored.

With a squeaking sound, the insignificant voice made the registrar’s heart inexplicable. He followed the slender, well-defined big hand all the way, and the man looked at him with no expression, giving a kind of Condescending to look down on the oppression.

He lifted his eyelids and glanced at the bulletin board. The handsome face was still without a little expression, with a cold and low voice, "the third line of the first A-level mission."

The registrar subconsciously opened the book, "Name?"

The low, cold voice rang again, "Huo Junhan, Song Qingqing."

The registrar had just remembered to hold the pen, and suddenly reacted, his eyes staring straight at the man’s task, and his face was a bit shocked and sluggish.

He had seen the dead, but he had never seen anyone so anxious to die.

At this time, he also found a girl standing next to a man. It looked like a 17-year-old girl. It looked very good, but he couldn’t figure out how to follow him.

He shook his head secretly, thinking of the area where the A-level mission was located, and some could not help but open the door. "You can think about it. Once you take the task, there is no chance to repent."

Upon hearing the registrar, Shen Mubai’s eyebrows jumped and asked the system quickly. “System, the location of the male candidate’s mission is problematic?”

The system said, "No problem."

When Shen Mubai just wants to breathe a sigh of relief, he hears the next sentence of the system, "but it is very close to where the zombie king is."

She sighed in her throat in such a sigh of relief, almost never turned her back, and turned a white, tender face into a twilight.

I noticed that the person around me was not right. The man turned his face and leaned slightly. He held out a hand and pinched the chin of Shen Mubai. He frowned. "Is there something?"

Even if the zombie is converted into a zombie covered with human skin, the communication discourse of the man is not understood by ordinary people, but Shen Mubai, who has been with the other party for a few months, immediately understands it and lifts it because of the moisture. The voice of the scorpion is softer than usual. "It was smashed by the saliva."

Huo Junhan frowned and seemed to be very dissatisfied with the girl's very fragile body, but when she saw the other pair of wet eyes, the chest was inexplicably strange.

Let go of the hand that clamped the girl's chin, Huo Junhan took back his gaze, "stupid."

Then he turned to the past and said to the registrar that he could not hear any emotions. "Remember."

So in the eyes of the registrar's sympathy and complexity, Shen Mubai followed the man and left the mission release office.

Have you experienced despair?

Shen Mubai couldn't help but wow and cried. He said to the system, "I reason, I am here to save the man, not to see the zombie king."

The system said, "You give me some face, now all systems know, I brought the most embarrassing host ever."

Shen Mubai, "........."

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