Hongmeng System Shuttles Through the World

Back to the apartment, the emperor lay on the bay window and looked down freely.

"Four years ago, the current Yingmanji should be thirteen years old, just in the first year of junior high school, then should I also have more contact with him... Maybe it will be more powerful for my future actions." Thinking like this, the emperor It feels so annoying, there is no clear goal.

"Ding! The host triggers a side mission: The Crown of Sin (optional)."

"Optional? What do you mean."

"Ding! The host has three optional mission directions: (1) Join ghq, kill Yingmanji and Funeral Society, difficulty s (2) become king, kill ghq, prevent the resurrection of Yingman's real name, difficulty a; (3) ) Don’t join any forces and change everyone’s destiny. The difficulty is sss."

"Difficulty is proportional to reward, isn't it?" the emperor asked, but he also had a vague guess in his heart.

"Yes." The system replied affirmatively, "Each selectable task can be the host's recovery and cultivation base, so the host does not need to worry that the A-level task cannot achieve the purpose of coming to this plane."

Nodding slightly, the emperor chose the third way without much thought.

After all, he originally wanted to change their destiny, and he didn't think he didn't have this strength!

"Ding! The host chooses the task of the third direction: do not join any forces and change everyone's destiny. Difficulty: sss. Rewards: points, diamond draw x1, soul realm 1, mysterious stage peak realm, extreme cold realm, "king" the power of. "

For a moment, the emperor noticed the power of the last "king" and asked, "Is it the same as Yingmanji and the others?"

The so-called power of the king extracts the minds of others in the form of voids and uses them as props. If the void is destroyed, its owner will die. And can combine plural voids into new voids.

"Yes."

After the emperor nodded, he ignored the system.

"School article festival?" The corner of his mouth slightly raised, and the emperor thought of the innocent girl who had met not long ago. Her fate in the anime was not very good.

Because Kungkan Sata (a high school classmate and friend of Sakura Manji) asked him to repair the car using void (the void of the school festival), he was involved in the explosion of the car. After waking up, she used void again to save her beloved episode. Eventually, void was hit by a plane and was destroyed.

At that moment, she hadn't finished confessing to her beloved one for an hour, not even a twenty-fourth of the day. When he was dying, he left his last words "I still like that gentle king" (Finger Set).

"Tomorrow, I will go to the junior high school of Tianwangzhou No.1 High School."

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The next day, the principal's office of the junior high school of Tianwangzhou No.1 High School.

"Da da da!" A knock on the door sounded.

"Please come in." A low but majestic voice came from inside.

Tianzi walked in naturally and saw an empty chair without saying anything. He just sat on it with his legs hanging on the table, just like a problem student.

"Who are you! You are so presumptuous here!" Sitting in front of the emperor was a middle-aged man in the Mediterranean. He couldn't help being angry when he saw a student-like teenager sitting in front of him without courtesy.

Monthly reading!

Too lazy to talk nonsense to him, the emperor was directly thrown away by a pupil technique.

The simple thing is that the middle-aged man has no mind and looks like dementia.

"Name: Tianzi. Age: 12. Arranged on the first day of the new year, is there any problem?" With a ray of sunlight coming through, Tianzi touched a nail clipper from the table and started to trim his nails.

"Yes..." A dull voice came from the man's mouth.

Finally, I glanced at him. This man was so easily controlled by himself, and the emperor couldn't help being a little dull: "It's boring."

He stood up, threw the nail clippers to the original place, and left the principal's office.

But perhaps because he felt that no one on this plane could harm him, the emperor didn’t even think of spreading his soul power, so he didn’t pay attention to a relatively secretive place in the principal’s office with a camera. , The red light looks a little weird...

The first grade of the third grade.

"Is it him?" The cute girl in the second row was surprised when she noticed the long silver-haired boy standing lazily next to the teacher.

In the same way, the boy noticed the girl, he couldn't help but frowned: No! It's not right! ! How can the school festival be on the first day of junior high school! ! She is one year younger than Yingmanji, and she probably hasn't attended junior high school yet! !

There is a problem here! !

Unable to figure it out, the young man shook his head, thinking that he had remembered it wrong, but when he moved his gaze to a figure at the back of the classroom, his brows furrowed tighter-it was Ying Manji!

The hair color is brown, the length of the hair is short to the neck, the pupils are red, and the school uniform that is not ugly on the body highlights his melancholy. He faces the window and looks indifferent to everything else.

He is still very recognizable.

It seemed that she had sensed that the emperor was looking at herself, Ying Manji glanced at him and then stopped looking at him.

Turning his gaze to the school article festival again, the emperor put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart and smiled reluctantly at her.

The school article festival was a little shy, bowed his head, not daring to see the emperor.

"Student child that day, you can find an empty seat to sit down, there is an empty seat just behind the small festival, how about there?" The teacher said to the emperor with a touch of negotiating tone.

He received a notice from the principal to treat the emperor well, oh, it's not a notice, it's an order! This shows that the identity of this emperor would be terrifying.

Therefore, when he noticed that the emperor and the school festival seemed to know each other, he asked the emperor to sit behind the school festival and be a good friend.

"Thank you teacher, it's okay." Tianzi responded with a smile, and then walked to the empty seat behind the girl to sit down and put down his schoolbag.

"Hey!" As soon as the emperor sat down, the school article festival turned around and called him.

"I'm not calling, I have a name." After stopping her, the emperor corrected her.

"Okay, okay, son of heaven, why did you come here? This semester is almost over. Did you transfer to another school?" the school said curiously, she had never seen the son of heaven on campus. After all, a handsome boy like the emperor has a rare silver-white long hair. If you see it at first sight, the impression is definitely very deep~www.novelmt.com~I'm... transfer to school..."

I couldn't help but glanced at him for nothing, and the school article festival curled his lips in dissatisfaction: "What is it called..."

"By the way, I want to ask you something." Before the school rule festival said another sentence, the emperor asked quickly, "How old are you?"

"Huh?" The school festival was puzzled. "What do you ask this for?"

"It's nothing, just ask if you are older or younger than me." The emperor smirked, unwilling to reveal too much.

"Then you should be older than me." After a closer examination of the emperor, the school said that she is only about 1.5 meters and five meters now, and the emperor is already a few meters and six meters, and should be older than her, "I am 12 age."

Sure enough, he remembered nothing wrong.

Frowning lightly, the emperor lowered his head in thought.

Could it be that my arrival had an impact on this plane?

"System, what's going on?"

"No information yet, I don't know..."

Son of Heaven: "..."

This system is useless at critical moments, and he will fall into trouble when he is down.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that the emperor seemed to be worried, the school festival festival asked with concern.

"It's okay, let's go to class." The emperor replied absently.

"Cut, don't say it if you don't say it."

Since his previous life was somehow a high-achieving student in a key high school, it was naturally not a problem to master the content of these junior high schools, so the emperor was not very interested in what the teacher said, so he looked out the window.

His gaze seemed to pass through the many buildings and saw the white-bone Christmas tree. The corners of the emperor’s mouth rose slightly, his eyes narrowed, and he thought: This plane is a little different...interesting...ghq, funeral houses, and guards Tombman...Don't let me down...

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