The Guy Who is Going To Wear This Girl is Poisonous

Less than three seconds after Liu Huanjiao was embraced by Luo Chuan, her consciousness suddenly appeared in the space of the main god.

She stood in the same place, Lord Lord still standing opposite her, exactly the same as before she left, as if nothing had changed.

The main god's face was light, and he announced the results, "Ninety-one, excellent."

Liu Huanjiao nodded in satisfaction, "It's not bad, it's ninety points."

"This world is only Grade C, even if it is ninety points, the points won will not be too high."

It’s so rare that the Lord God actually talked to her about tasks and points, "World Class C? Is there still ABEFGHIGK..."

Liu Huanjiao almost read the alphabet, if it weren't for her, the Lord God seemed to give her a cold look.

"The world is divided into five levels: C, B, A, S, and SS. C is the safest and SS is the most dangerous."

The Lord God paused before saying: "Your last world in the last days was Grade A."

Liu Huanjiao thoughtfully, "So the level of this world is judged based on whether it is easy to survive in that world?"

"Um."

"Then can I see how many points I have now?"

"Insufficient permissions."

"......I see."

Liu Huanjiao squeezed her fist, regaining her enthusiasm, "Master God! I'm ready! Let's cross the next world!"

"No need to rest?"

The Lord God looked at Liu Huanjiao, her eyes were so clear that only enthusiasm was left, without a trace of nostalgia for the world before she left.

It seemed that she was just a passer-by, and left, then left.

The main spirit was concentrating and twitching the corner of his mouth lightly, but the voice that appeared seemed to be ringing in Liu Huanjiao's mind.

[The host moves to the next world...]

"Madam? Madam, are you awake?"

Liu Huanjiao was awakened by a shout. When she woke up, she was wrapped in a thick quilt, very warm.

Turning his eyes, this room is quite ancient, with wooden tables and wooden stools, blue and white porcelain vases, and even the mahogany carved bed under her.

But looking up, the window is transparent glass.

【Whether to receive memory】

【Yes】

It turned out that it was the period of the Republic of China, when the monarchy fell and warlords occupied the chaotic era of various provinces.

The original grandfather was an important official of the court in the late Qing Dynasty, and his father was also a cultural man.

After drinking a few more glasses with the husband of the original owner, he betrothed the original owner to the superintendent of Liangcheng who was murderous.

The inspector of Liangcheng was named Zhang Yuhe. He was once the illegitimate son of the Zhang family ruler, a noble in Liangcheng province. He became the inspector of Liangcheng Province and launched his revenge.

In just one year, the collapse of the Zhang family can only rely on Zhang Yuhe's assistance and ‘protection’ to gain a foothold in Liangcheng.

Also in this year, all the people in Liangcheng saw Zhang Yuhe's viciousness and cold-bloodedness.

There are many people who want to send women to Zhang Yuhe's bed, but no serious family is willing to betroth their girls to each other, let alone a big family like the original owner.

Originally, Zhang Yuhe was not greedy for beauty, and even more unwilling to stay behind.

However, because she happened to meet the original owner who was all over the country when she was on the street, she was tempted by the gentleness of an oriental woman who bowed her head, so she made a plan, which is equivalent to forcibly marrying the original owner.

Now, the original owner has been married to Zhang Yuhe for two years, but he doesn't have any skin-to-skin relatives except for several times in the same month in the bridal chamber.

It is because although the original owner is a traditional woman, he obeys the words of his parents' matchmaker, but he is very arrogant.

That night in the bridal chamber, when Zhang Yuhe was lying on her, she seemed to smell the disgusting smell of blood.

He directly nauseated and vomited the foulness of Zhang Yuhe.