Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

"Any other questions? 0051!"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but many times Ling Wuyi felt that the caller from the Plane Association was a little impatient with her? But how can you feel impatient with the flat mechanical sound without ups and downs?

"Uh... not for the time being, if there are any, I will..." Looking for you.

Before the words were finished, the Plane Association had already hung up the call.

After being stunned for a moment, she shrugged indifferently. She felt that she was almost used to Xia Lun's failure to do her duty.

"Aren't you sleeping yet?" Sensing Ling Wu's movements, Meng Fusheng asked.

"Still, you don't need to sleep?" After all, Lingwu is not within the range of creatures he knows.

Are you saying she is a monster? But she didn't have any aura on her body, neither righteous nor evil.

Meng Fusheng just remembered that certain external objects can temporarily cover up the breath on the body. He had some doubts, did Ling Wuwen also use something to cover up his aura?

So, why did she sacrifice her life to save him just now?

Apart from conspiracy, Meng Fusheng couldn't think of any other reason! He doesn't think about whether the other party fell in love with him at first sight or not!

As a result, Ling Wuqian felt that the favorability score that had originally reached 30 points dropped by 15 points!

His eyes widened in surprise, restraining his urge to turn over and stare at Meng Fusheng: "I just can't sleep, the bed is a bit hard."

Meng Fusheng didn't say anything, just now he had already decided that Ling Wuyi wanted to stay by her side, so let's stay.

He wanted to see what purpose did Ling Wuyue follow him? !

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The sky gradually turned pale, and the village became lively, and the sound of children laughing woke up the sleeping Lingwu.

I twisted my neck that was aching from sleeping, this bed is really - a little - hard!

"Are you awake? Let's go then."

Meng Fusheng, who had his eyes closed, opened them the moment Ling Wuyi woke up, and stood up from the stool.

Ling Wuwen looked at Meng Fusheng, a little surprised.

She is a person who has been lying on the bed for a whole night, and her back is sore from sleeping. How can this person who has been sitting for a whole night look so energetic? !

Meng Fusheng was not worried about whether Ling Wuyue would follow or not, so he opened the door and walked out.

Seeing him go, Ling Wuyue quickly floated up and followed him out.

Early in the morning, Yuan Daniu told the villagers and elders in the village that last night, he also said that Meng Fusheng had recovered Li Gui Amei.

The villagers are very grateful to Meng Fusheng for taking back Ami. The old people in their seventies and eighties all know Ami and know that Amei is a poor girl.

Although she has harmed many people over the years, the villagers also hope that Meng Fusheng can save A Mei, just save her, and don't beat her out of her wits!

Meng Fusheng just nodded his head, which was his agreement. Then he refused Yuan Daniu's persuasion, rejected the chicken, duck, fish, meat, vegetables and radishes given by the villagers, and left 'Yuan Village'.

"Is your injury better?" Meng Fusheng, who had been silent all this time, took the initiative to speak when walking halfway.

He saw Ling Wuyi floating in the air with a relaxed expression, not at all like the injured person last night.

Meng Fusheng suddenly opened his mouth to talk to her, and Ling Wuyi felt flattered. He raised his hand and touched his stomach: "Well, it's much better, but it still hurts when I press it."

"En." After making a nasal sound, Meng Fusheng stopped talking again.

Ling Wuwen turned her head and rolled her eyes at the air, but said nothing.

Walking on the road in the countryside, one person and one system quietly headed towards Yujian Villa——

"Fusheng, where are we going?" Standing at the gate of Yujian Villa, Ling Wuyao turned her head to look at him.

Without Meng Fusheng's answer, Ling Wuwen knew that she was going to Yujian Villa to find Meng Xintong. After all, that was Meng Fusheng's little junior sister whom he loved since he was a child!

To be honest, this strategy mission is actually very difficult, after all, Meng Fusheng already liked the heroine Meng Xintong very much when she came here! My childhood sweetheart~ Meng Fusheng has known Meng Xintong since she couldn't speak!

She is a system that is neither human, nor ghost, nor demon, and it is really...

"Find my junior sister." Mentioning Meng Xintong, Meng Fusheng's eyes were soft, and there was even a slight smile on his paralyzed face.

Ling Wuwen: ...This is a different treatment...

It was not the first time for Meng Fusheng to come to Yujian Villa. After entering the city, he headed directly towards Yujian Villa.

Meng Fusheng felt a little excited at the thought of seeing his junior sister later. He has been down the mountain for three years, and he hasn't seen Meng Xintong for three years!

If he hadn't used the communication talisman to communicate with Meng Xintong a few days ago, he wouldn't have known that Meng Xintong had also gone down the mountain!

Hearing that Meng Xintong came to Yujian Villa, he rushed over without stopping!

I don't know if that soft little junior sister, who was only fifteen years old when he left, is slim now?

Seeing Meng Fusheng walking faster and faster, Ling Wuwen involuntarily stopped.

Ling Wu Nieluo stood still on the ground, quietly watching Meng Fusheng go further and further away.

She wanted to see if Meng Fusheng would notice that she hadn't followed and look back at her?

It's a pity that Meng Fusheng didn't look back even once until he could no longer see his back!

Clenched a fist with his right hand, then put it on his heart and hammered the hammer: "Hoohoo~ Good intentions, good intentions~"

Standing in place for a long time, the sun was shining. Everyone on the street wiped their sweat while walking, but she didn't feel the heat at all.

He let out a long sigh, then found a random place and floated away——

Because he was thinking along the way that he would see his junior sister Meng Xintong soon, Meng Fusheng, who was waiting for his servants to inform Meng Xintong at the gate of Yujian Villa, realized that Ling Wuyi had left.

Frowning, he looked in the direction he came from, to see if Ling Wuyue was not following behind? But on the street, there is nowhere to see the floating figure of Lingwu catkin!

"Senior brother!" A joyful voice sounded, and Meng Fusheng turned his head. The next moment, a woman threw himself into his arms: "Senior brother, I miss you so much!"

Meng Fusheng's eyes softened, and the corners of his mouth curled into a very shallow arc: "Junior Sister."

"Brother, come in with me! Let me tell you~ that ghost in Yujian Villa is very strange~ Obviously those people said that they would come out to make trouble every night, but there was no movement at all last night, and I I can't even notice it's there..."

Meng Xintong tugged at Meng Fusheng's sleeve,