How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

Chapter 210 Miaojiang Young Master X Tourist 1

[If there are any unreasonable places in the Miaojiang plane, they are all private settings. My dears, please do not bring them into reality!]

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When Song Wenjing woke up, he had already arrived at the system space. He emptied his mind and carefully recalled this world and the details of their time together.

The system didn't urge me. When the time was almost up, it suddenly sighed, "Host, so many worlds have passed. You've fallen in love with every one you meet."

[A little bit of scum.] It means that the host is really sentimental.

Meet a villain, fall in love with a villain. Fortunately, the host is still very principled and only has one boyfriend in a world.

Song Wenjing was speechless and said, "I'm very loyal, okay? I've only dated him. He's my first love and my sweetheart."

"You said, if the mission is completed, will we meet again? Is this a game?" A fictional game, will An An just be an NPC in the game?

From meeting to falling in love, he was immersed in the sea of ​​love all the time.

If he keeps completing tasks, he will meet him in every world. He is willing to do tasks endlessly because he knows that there is someone waiting for him in the small world.

If you have expectations in your heart, you won’t feel tired!

The system was shocked: "Ah? You're not a scumbag? A small world likes a villain, you don't think a world likes a person. 】

[Falling in love with someone in another world, you think that's called loyalty, right? How can the villains in this small world be the same as the villains in other worlds?]

[They're not the same person. If this isn't scumbag, what is it? Wow... They have no bottom line. How could I be bound to such a poor host?]

Song Wenjing: “…” This doesn’t make sense. It seems this system has no idea what it is.

After hearing Song Wenjing's next words, the system replied hesitantly: "Host, if the mission is completed, then we won't meet again. This isn't a game, it's a mission."

[But host, don't worry. Even if I leave after the mission is completed and rebind to another host, I will definitely remember you.]

[Host, you must believe that the world is full of wonders. This world does have gods, but gods are not something that little karamis like us can see.]

[I also miss the host, but I can't always follow the host to complete the mission. Once the mission is completed, the host should return to where he came from.]

Everything must return to its original place.

The system thought that the host was reluctant to leave itself, which made it very happy from the bottom of its heart. Sure enough, the host was just like itself, and both were reluctant to leave each other.

Song Wenjing: “…”

Seeing Qianchen's very excited expression, he couldn't bear to expose it. What he wanted to say was, if his mission was completed, would he still be able to see An An?

"Well, we've known each other for a while, we're both teachers and friends, so naturally I can't bear to part with you."

Song Wenjing lied without blushing or getting nervous, and he successfully made the system happy.

Work has also become much more efficient.

[Host, start the next world...]

"let's start."

[Transmission started…]

……

"Brother Song, how are you? Are you hurt? Ahem... ahem... I'm afraid my legs are no longer viable. I wonder where the others have fallen."

Who would have thought that they just wanted to pick some fruit from the tree and didn't expect everyone to roll down the mountain together.

Now the life and death of other people are unknown, and only Song Wenjing is beside him, and Song Wenjing is still in a coma.

Jiang Huiyou shouted weakly a few times, but Song Wenjing on the ground remained motionless, and her thigh was pierced by the sharp stone.

Unable to move, he leaned against the rock, holding his chest, watching the sky grow darker and darker, and his vision starting to blur.

A tinkling sound of bells seemed to come from far away, and Song Wenjing's fingers moved unconsciously.

"Hello? How...are you?" The boy's voice was like an ancient mountain spring, clear and with a hint of laziness.

Song Wenjing could feel the temperature in his body draining away. He clutched the hand closest to him tightly, like a dying patient.

She said softly: "...help me...it hurts..."

He reluctantly opened his eyes and saw a blurry figure, complicated and gorgeous national costumes, and jingling sounds ringing in his ears.

Then he knew nothing.

I just felt someone covering me with clothes, and my body felt a lot warmer.

"Brother Song, wake up..."

Song Wenjing felt his body being shaken a few times. He opened his eyes and covered his aching head, "Jiang Hui?" He looked around.

"Where are we?" The sky was gradually getting brighter, and the surrounding trees were not only tall but also strong.

At first glance, it seemed as if there was no end in sight, with branches of trees surrounding it in all directions, like an ancient forest. It was like a maze, and once you entered, you couldn't get out.

Jiang Hui fainted from the pain and didn't wake up until two hours later. He endured the severe pain and freed his thigh from the stone. He applied some medicine, tore off his clothes, and bandaged it simply.

Then he limped to Song Wenjing's side.

"I don't know. I'm afraid we've entered one of the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Miao Territory. Even the compass isn't working, and the rest of our teammates are nowhere to be found."

"The water and food we brought can barely last for two days. We must reunite with the rest of our teammates, otherwise we will starve to death."

"The temperature here fluctuates greatly. It's freezing cold at night. But..."

Jiang Hui felt very strange about the wound on Song Wenjing's arm. It was obvious that the wound on Song Wenjing's arm last night was so flesh and blood that could be seen.

But now he's been bandaged. Strange... Is there anyone else here besides me? After all, Song Wenjing just woke up, how could he bandage himself?

The other wounds caused by small stones were bandaged well and carefully tied with a small bow. There was also some food and water next to Song Wenjing?

Jiang Hui: “…”

Why doesn’t this snail girl help me?

He forced a wry smile, "Where's that snail girl? I'd like to see what she looks like. Is it because I'm not pretty enough that she didn't help me?"

What a lustful girl!

"Ah?" Song Wenjing was listening to what he said just fine, but then he suddenly changed the subject and talked about the Snail Girl. He was confused now.

But... looking at his masterpiece, he suddenly remembered the jingling bells in his dream.

"What snail girl?"

Jiang Hui pointed at Song Wenjing's meticulously bandaged wounds and said, "I didn't bandage these for you. If it wasn't Miss Tianluo, who else could it be?"

"I won't say anything about favoritism, but I just feel...could you please not be so excessive? That military coat of yours is making me jealous."