It Turns out that I am Beautiful and Miserable [Quick Transmigration]

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Because this matter is completely beyond its understanding.

The camouflage of passing through the game quickly, even the protagonist who is blessed with luck has not noticed the attack, and even the world consciousness can be concealed. A mere puppet can actually make Gu Cong reveal his true face.

What is the origin of this villain?

Is it a bug? Can such a small probability of error be encountered by it?

The previous report sent to the fast-traveling bureau has not received a response, and not wanting to bring unexplained anxiety to the new host, 0028 pretended to be calm: "It's just a trivial matter."

[The result is the same. 】

As if a pot of cold water had been poured on his head, Gu Cong's heart instantly turned cold.

In any case, I have successfully possessed Xi Ye's natal puppet, which means that the villain is one step closer to death. His existence not only did not change the main line, but also accelerated the development of the plot, like a butterfly in a glass cover.

--Will I kill Xi Ye?

Intentionally or unintentionally, under the impetus of the big hand behind.

The description of the villain's death played back line by line in his mind. When the young man wanted to pick him up again, Gu Cong shuddered and evaded reflexively.

"Cold?" As if he didn't notice anything, the young man naturally turned his hand and grabbed his sleeve, "It's cool in the cave, I'll take you out first and pick out some clothes."

Gu Cong didn't move.

Convinced that the other party had discovered his evasion, he boldly stared at Xi Ye, his eyes like two pure ambers that sealed a strange fairy: "Aren't you angry?"

"Angry? What are you angry about? Angry at the disobedience of the puppet you made?" Guessing what the other party was worried about, Xi Ye deliberately raised his left hand, revealing the puppet thread wrapped around his fingertips. Like a real villain, he raised his eyebrows and twitched:

"Little White Sparrow, let's go."

Gu Cong, who was tripped by something somewhere, staggered.

But he didn't feel offended, instead he felt more or less relieved, followed behind Xi Ye, and asked, "Do you know I'm a white bird?"

As soon as the words came out, he regretted his overly casual address. No matter how fearful he was in the cultivation world, he would still call him a strange fairy. You come and you go. It's too modern. It's like spreading its wings on the verge of being exposed.

In a hurry to get wise, the memory of that period under the moon suddenly popped up in his mind, thinking of Luanniao's address to Shen Qingshu, just when the young man turned his head to look over with a half-smile, Gu Cong opened his mouth in a strange way: "Master."

Xi Ye was taken aback.

Then, uncontrollably, he laughed again.

The ice and snow melted, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes were dyed with a layer of watery light. He looked really happy, and even his pale cheeks had a faint blush color. Gu Cong's ears were hot from laughing, his heart was beating fast, but he was not ashamed. He let the other party bend down slightly, with his forehead resting on his shoulder:

"So cute."

The blue hair hangs down and slides into his loose neckline. The red-spotted boy on the back of his neck tightens his body, not daring to move. The tip of his nose is filled with the elegant cedar fragrance.