Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

She always felt that she had a line of sight staring at her, and almost didn’t cry on the spot and kneeled down for mercy.

The system replied, "Be careful."

Shen Mubai cried silently.

She also didn't want to pull the male host to hate, but for the task, she had to insert this hand.

Yes, the man of this world is a ghost.

Still a blackout to the ultimate grievances.

Because the world line collapsed and the fate of irreparable mistakes made his life not a tragedy can be made clear.

The left encounter is not just dead. He died three years ago.

Killed by his father.

Shen Mubai’s mission is to eliminate his grievances and allow him to re-enter the opportunity.

"Except for Chen Jiahui, who else?" Despite the fear of death, he had to continue to face the task.

"Zhou Wei, Du Yao, He Dawei." The system replied.

Du Yao, she knows, and the original owner and Chen Jiahui, a class, the other two are estimated to be in other classes.

"What did they do to the left when they were in junior high school?" Shen Mubai took a deep breath. Today's left encounter is not a living left encounter. Although he has not seen it, but he wants to kill Chen Jiahui, he can See his attitude today.

Otherwise, I will not kill my father by myself.

"Specific events require the host to explore on its own." System Road.

Shen Mubai was angry. "People are dead. How can I explore and go directly to the left?"

The system said, "It is not impossible."

Shen Mubai, "...system, you bear."

She glanced at Du Yao and Chen Jiahui, who were obviously in an uneasy state. They suddenly remembered something. "You said, will the left side now start with the other two?"

The system thoughtfully analyzed her, "No."

Shen Mubai asked, "Why?"

The system said, "Because you are nosy, the left person is the one who estimates that the most wanted to kill is you."

Shen Mubai, "..."

As it turns out, the system is really not fake.

When a cold hand covered his neck, Shen Mubai felt the sullen breath, and he couldn't speak. Of course, she couldn't tell her when she was caught in her throat.

The math teacher wearing gold-rimmed glasses on the podium is facing them, writing a few questions on the blackboard, and the movements are not bad.

The other side obviously stopped her throat, screaming, and the cold temperature caused a goose bump on the skin.

Shen Mubai struggled to reach out and tried to open the hands, but she did not touch anything.

Zuo Yu really wants to kill her.

Aware of this, she couldn't breathe at all, she had a red face and her eyes were stained with blood.

A classmate around me noticed her strangeness and fell down after being scared. She shouted with a look of horror, "Ghost!"

The classmates looked over one by one.

However, the left-handed hand just paused and didn't mean to stop.

Shen Mubai was able to breathe a sigh of relief, and the dull dumb voice called another sentence, "Left... meet."

The hands on the neck were loose.

What disappeared with it was the shady breath.

Shen Mubai bent over and violently coughed.

Everyone looks like a plague, looking at her with a blank face.

The math teacher came down from the podium and asked with a frown. "Classmate, are you okay?"

Shen Mubai waved his hand. "Thank you, teacher, I am fine."

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