"How do you know this frame can change color?" Murong Yin adjusted it casually, and the frame that was full of technology just now instantly changed from blue to pink...
Mulo was surprised, but she didn't dare to show it, so she could only say lightly: "I just subconsciously feel that... it should be possible to change color."
"Then your subconscious is really tasteful." Murong Yin gently pulled his monocle and said with a smile: "You can tell me what else you have in your subconscious. Maybe your subconscious and I will get along very well. Wood like He Chaosheng will never know the beauty of color-changing frames.”
Mulo looked at the system resentfully.
Really, it’s all this system’s fault for interrupting! My dear subconscious mind, is there anything else you want to say? !
[System: Humph, what’s so great about being able to change colors? I can also change fonts! Full Chinese and English fonts! I also have kaomoji! 】
Mulo was speechless for a while, but he still conveyed: "Can you change the font?"
"Little girl, your life is very exciting." Murong seemed to be interested, and added seriously: "Very good, very tasteful."
Sure enough, this Murong Yin is also a freak. It seems that the meta setting never mentioned that he likes to collect projection skins.
"As a heretic, the prosthetic limb cannot be separated from the body for too long, otherwise it will determine the death of the host and render it useless. Therefore, I can only repair it every other day until it is repaired."
Murong Yin simply repaired the arm, then stood up and personally helped Muro put it on. The arm instantly entered the mimic state, just like a normal arm, and could still feel.
Sure enough, technology changes life.
"Well...that's all we can repair today." Murong Yin seemed to still have some unfinished ideas.
He didn't look as violent as when they first met, but he still had an aura of danger.
"Unexpectedly, He Chaosheng actually put you here. Are you going to stay here all day?" Murong Yin put his chin in one hand and asked with a smile.
Mu Luo seemed to think there was something in his words, so she deliberately followed it and said, "Yeah... I'm really bored. The General asked people to watch me and not let me go out. This Yanshi... what's wrong with him?" Good idea?"
"Oh, I can't take away the people He Chaosheng wants to imprison. You still think too highly of me." Murong Yin said: "But I'm sure that He Chaosheng won't come back tonight... He went to Lingfeng Pavilion... "
What kind of place is Listening Wind Pavilion...
Muro still quickly started looking for settings, while Murong Yin continued to talk to himself: "Miss Linglong's disguise skills are unparalleled in the world, and the girl she disguised as Qianqian is the most perfect in my opinion... so is she. The woman who has been with our prince for the longest time is far beyond your comparison."
"Why should I compare myself with others and do such disgraceful things?" Mulo said as he found Linglong's settings.
[Linglong: Fireworks woman, good at disguise. Because she accidentally said the wrong thing, her face was scratched by He Chaosheng, and she died tragically in Lingfeng Pavilion. 】
He seems to be a tragic character, but under the pressure of this male protagonist, I'm afraid all the members will be defeated.
"What's wrong? Did your subconscious come up with something tasteful again?" Murong Yin seemed to be very compatible with Muro's system. Both of them were good things!
Muro coughed lightly, and suddenly remembered that Murong Yin had a sacred stone on his body, so he tentatively asked: "Mr. Murong, what does your sacred stone... look like?"
"Huh? Are you interested in the sacred stone?" Murong Yin calmly approached Muro, stretched out his hand to twist a strand of her hair, and said: "That thing is not something you, a heretic, can see, but... if you want to Look, you can also exchange it for something else.”
Mulo turned his head slightly and looked at Murong Yin's face, with eyebrows like distant mountains and eyes like dark jade. He is a person who is very good at smiling, because when he smiles, his eyes don't look so murderous, and the monocle on the bridge of his nose reflects the pink color of the system frame.
He also stared at Mulo carefully, as if waiting for the bargaining chip he wanted.
Mulo nodded very politely and said, "Mr. Murong has finished his work. I'm afraid he will cause criticism if he stays. It's better to leave early."
"You're driving me away? Heretic, are you a little too courageous?" Murong Yin swept his fingers across her arm and said, "You are just a plaything here for He Chaosheng. In three to five days, all the men in the general's palace will I can do anything to you, if you treat me better now, I might be able to save your life by then."
"Ha, Mr. Murong, you don't seem to covet a heretic. You don't have to joke with me. I'll just stay here if I can't get out. It's better than death." Muro said firmly, but Murong was quoted. Somewhat puzzled.
Murong Yin was quite confident in his appearance. When he was studying mechanical mechanisms with the Mo family, all the little girls in the school were obsessed with him.
He also secretly pried away two of He Chaosheng's playthings, and no one could refuse him. After those women were brought back, they were all made into dolls and stayed in his house forever, and this man... seemed to already know what he was going to do.
Mu Luo looked at Murong Yin's changing expression and thought to himself: You can't deal with perverts. If you deal with perverts, you will die very early! Even the heroine will be miserable! This Murong Yin's setting is purely a pervert!
"Mr. Murong, please come back. I'm not interested in you." Muro said lightly: "If He Chaosheng really throws me out one day, I will kill myself without bothering you."
Murong Yin's face darkened, and he remained silent for a while. When he raised his head again, the familiar smile was still on his face: "Oh, it's not bad to commit suicide. Although you are a heretic, I have to say that you are very talented. taste."
After he said that, he took his mechanical box, got up and left here.
Muro suddenly relaxed and collapsed on the ground. Murong had a strong sense of oppression. His emotions seemed to be always hovering at a critical point, always ready to do something extraordinary.
When night fell, just as Murong Yin said, He Chaosheng did not come back. She was the only one in this empty room, and she had not eaten for a day. Although the heretic seemed to be able to starve to death for a long time, but the food was not enough. The demand is still there.
The lights turned on quietly, and Mulo lay on his back on the bed, feeling very powerless.
Suddenly the system popped up again——
[System: Di - new task loading completed, task content: Get something to eat, otherwise you will really starve to death! 】
[System: My dear host, you must know that before you crossed over, this body had already fought hard for a long time and experienced two free falls. This cannot be solved by repairing your arms. You must eat food. Otherwise you will starve to death in another twenty-four hours...]
"Wonderful! I'm about to become the first heroine to starve to death in history, right?"
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