Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

   Chapter 208 Reality 2

  Qin Qiu was also thirsty. After asking the servant to bring water, he took a long gulp before saying, "Are you suffering from insomnia?"

  Ye Yuxuan nodded lightly, "I think there is something I need to think about for a while."

  Qin Qiu walked to the sofa opposite him, drank water and said, "Is there any problem to think about?"

   Could it be that the company is going to close down?

  Ye Yuxuan said calmly: "I was thinking, will I die?"

  Qin Qiu spouted water from his mouth, "J Corpse!"

  Ye Yuxuan said calmly: "It was in a dream, I dreamed of that man, and I always wanted to die."

  Qin Qiu: "Stop, stop, what strange dream did you have again?"

  Ye Yuxuan's expression was rarely in a trance, "I dreamed that she died, but the corpse was always as cute as if she was asleep."

  Qin Qiu made a strange voice, "Cute?"

  Ye Yuxuan can describe a person as cute, the sky is falling.

  Ye Yuxuan repeated carefully, "Yes, cute."

  Then he continued, "And the man in the dream couldn't help it many times, and wanted the corpse."

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   Follow-up of "Things About the Governor and the Queen Mother":

  The hot spring water is misty, in this steaming space.

  A petite and soft figure was lying quietly by the hot spring, with long black hair hanging down in the water, floating like seaweed.

  Mu Yanjun's face was a little flushed, and his eyes were terribly hot. He struggled patiently for a long time before releasing her body lightly, and he didn't do the worst thing.

   When exactly did it start.

   is looking at her sleeping corpse day after day without getting any response.

   Or is it crazy, sick, or even twisted?

  Clinging to her cold skin, he felt alive.

  Killing can no longer arouse any reaction from him.

   She died.

  He knew, always knew.

  He even knew how dark and terrifying he was who refused to put her into the ground.

  When the little emperor was six years old, he would rather burn her body than leave it to him.

  Maybe he knew from the beginning that he would do such blasphemous things to her.

   Many times he really wanted to do that kind of thing, but often at the last step, he couldn't do it when he looked at her quiet face.

  He was afraid that she would get angry and ignore him when she got down there.

  Empty palace, servants running around.

  When he knew that the little emperor had started cultivating power, contacting various forces, and intending to stand on his own, he never stopped him.

   Even give him a hand now and then.

  The little emperor has also grown up, Mu Yanjun has the final say, he is sixteen years old this year.

  Ten years have passed, and he has been guarding Bai Weiwei's cold body for ten years.

  It's so fast, it's also really slow.

  Mu Yanjun hugged Bai Weiwei and walked slowly to the gate of the palace. He saw a tall young man in armor and holding a long sword, leading the imperial army around the palace.

  The young man had a handsome and stern face. He pointed his sword at Mu Yanjun and said harshly, "Mu thief, return my mother and I will give you the whole body."

  (end of this chapter)