MTL - Reborn Mistress’ Scumbag Manual-Chapter 261 a dream (one more)

  Chapter 261 A dream (one more)

  In the dream, he couldn't see faces clearly, but he instinctively knew who had what kind of face, and knew the expression and tone of the other party.

  The things in the dream were chaotic, illogical, messy, and even the words were incoherent, but Qiu Chengwu wanted to remember every detail in the dream.

  But he couldn't do it.

  The thick long eyelashes trembled slightly, Qiu Chengwu opened his eyes, and recalled the things in the dream, but felt distant and vague, as if he had never dreamed at all. He put a little force on his fingertips on the edge of the picture frame, and his light-colored eyes revealed clear irritability.

rare. Rarely, very rarely, Qiu Chengwu would have such bright emotions.

  Even when facing Lu Nan, he never had such clear and strong emotions.

  He frowned, pressed down with one finger, and felt a little headache.

  I don’t know why, as long as he stays here, he will start to have those strange dreams, but as long as he leaves this place, no matter how much he wants to dream those dreams, they never come true.

  He put down his hand, took the painting with his head tilted, stretched out his hand, and traced the lines slowly with his fingertips on the painting, showing a trance expression, and he felt familiar with the painting.

   "Is the thing delivered?" After a few minutes, he asked aloud.

   "Master! The 'returning to the gods' things should be tested before using them!"

   "Bring it." Qiu Chengwu's emotions disappeared completely from his face, and he returned to the indifferent and ruthless him.

No one dares to refute Qiu Chengwu's words, because he has a high prestige, and because he has no normal human emotions, no sadness, no joy, no anger, no desire, no desire, no sympathy for anyone, and no feeling that his subordinates are doing it for them. For his sake, a violation is a violation, ruthless like a machine.

  Now there are cronies who dare to speak out, and it is only because Qiu Chengwu suddenly has normal emotions that they have the courage to dare to speak out.

   But as soon as he saw his indifferent eyes return, those discordant voices immediately disappeared completely, and no one dared to raise any objections.

  The subordinate hesitated for a moment, then left quickly, and after a while returned, there was a tray in his hand, on which were placed medicine, syringes, disinfectant, etc., as well as two light red liquids in glass bottles the size of little fingers.

   Qiu Chengwu rolled up the sleeve of his right hand, exposed his arm, and ordered: "Inject."

  The subordinate broke off the head of the glass bottle, drew the liquid into the syringe, looked at Qiu Chengwu's arm, and said hesitantly: "Master, you can think about it..."

"injection."

   Qiu Chengwu looked at his subordinates and frowned: "Or do you want me to come in person?"

"But in case something happens to you, the subordinates will not be able to explain to the two patriarchs!" Qiu Chengwu is of great significance to both the Qiu family and the Quan family. The subordinates will definitely be skinned by the two Patriarchs.

"No." Qiu Chengwu glanced at his subordinates, and said in a low voice: "If something goes wrong, my father and grandfather will not trouble you. I left a message. No matter what the situation is, my people will not move. .”

   After he finished speaking, he felt a little impatient, probably because he was afraid that something might happen, or he couldn't wait for something, so he took the syringe from his subordinate's hand, stabbed it into his arm with cold eyes, and pushed all the light red liquid into the blood vessel.

  The liquid follows the blood flow, swims into the heart at an extremely fast speed, and then disperses to the whole body.

  He pulled out the needle tube and threw it back into the tray, ignoring the tiny drops of blood coming out of the needle hole on his arm, pulled down his sleeve and leaned back on the sofa, feeling dizzy for a while.

   Then there was a bursting pain, as if a hand was churning in his head, trying to break his head in half.

   The fourth volume is the previous volume, which is about the past of Fengtian Dynasty and the previous experience of the male god. Many lines buried inside will be connected with the previous details, so look carefully.

  (end of this chapter)