Don't try to attack me [anti-attack]

Chapter 1

At dawn, clouds and mist surround Qingshan, which looks like a fairyland from a distance.

A man in white stopped on the edge of the cliff. Even though his hair was a little messy, it still did not damage his handsomeness. A few bloodstains were splashed under the snow-white robe, and the smudged blood was like an Aomei standing in the snow .

"Demonic evildoer! You have nowhere to go, today I will do justice for the heavens!"

"Death!"

"Kill the Devil's Rebel Party!"

Qin Ci glanced at the gray sky, turned around and swung a sword aura at the people chasing him behind him.

His cultivation base is far above all others, and this sword energy is extremely fierce, if he is hit by it, he will surely die and injure countless people.

At this moment, a long sword descended from the sky, and the spiritual energy emitted by the sword body actually became real, which strongly blocked the man's sword energy from attacking everyone.

When Qin Ci saw the long sword, his pupils shrank, and he raised his voice, "Master!"

As soon as the words fell, another man stood on the hilt of the sword. He was dressed in white and had his hair tied up. His figure was elegant. The bundled hair fluttered slightly in the wind. He moved his toes and fell in front of the crowd. The sword also followed like a spirit. by his side.

"Master, you believe me! Although this disciple has joined the Devil's Cult, he has never had the intention of harming others!" Qin Ci looked at the man's face like a banished fairy, his eyes became darker red, as if blood would overflow in the next second, his gaze Turning around, the sword in his hand pointed at the people behind the man, "Someone framed me!"

Everyone was startled by Qin Ci's soaring murderous aura and subconsciously took a few steps back. When they realized it, their expressions were uncomfortable. An old man with a white beard coughed twice and said: "Master Ling Yun, it is a fact that this son has fallen into a demon cultivator, and it is cruel Killing innocent mortals, there must be no mercy."

Qin Ci heard what the white-bearded old man said, and he didn't care. He just looked straight at Feng Shuhua, but in the end he met a pair of indifferent eyes, and the hope in his heart was instantly reduced to ashes.

"This is the end of the relationship between you and me as a master and apprentice, and you are no longer a disciple of Li Chang's sect." Feng Jinhua said coldly, holding up his sword and stabbing at Qin Ci.

Qin Ci didn't dodge or dodge, suddenly a drop of blood and tears rolled down from the eye socket without warning, dyeing the most scorching color in Feng Shuhua's heart.

Feng Jinhua's hand holding the sword trembled, and the long sword stopped when it was only half a foot away from Qin Ci's neck.

"Why don't you hide?"

Qin Ci stretched out his hand to hold the sword blade, a wound was cut on his palm instantly, blood dripped onto the ground, he raised his jaw, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Master Ling Yun, it's so beautiful..."

"I just stared blankly."

Feng Shuhua was in a daze, Qin Ci's words immediately brought him back to his memory, whenever he practiced, Qin Ci would be in a daze intentionally or unintentionally, and when he asked the reason, the other party always smiled innocently.

"The master is so good-looking that the disciple forgot to hide after staring blankly."

Feng Shuhua's thin lips were tightly pursed, and a trace of pain flashed across his eyes, but the movements of his hands did not stop. The long sword pierced Qin Ci's chest, and the wound bloomed like a blood-red flower in an instant.

From the beginning to the end, Qin Ci just looked at Feng Jinhua with that face full of blood and tears, and drew out the long sword. Qin Ci pressed the wound and became unstable, and fell straight down from the cliff.

"Realist Lingyun...is Moxiu dead?" Everyone clapped and applauded when they saw Qin Ci fall into the cliff, but the white-bearded old man squinted his eyes and seemed to see the clue.

"My disciple is indeed dead, at the hands of the Demon Sect." Feng Ruhua's face was pale at the end of the speech, and there was a trace of coldness from the bottomless cliff, and the long sword he held in his hand was still in the air. Stained with blood, drops fell from the tip, and finally he looked away, and when he turned around, something seemed to fall from his eyes, but the drops of crystals disappeared so quickly that no one noticed.

Including himself.

The white-bearded old man stood on the edge of the cliff and took a look. He could not see the bottom. This cliff has been famous for a long time. It is said that countless cultivators fell into it and none of them survived.Maybe he thought too much, Master Ling Yun has always been impartial and selfless, how could he possibly cover up a demon cultivator.

Even if he was his disciple, it was impossible.

Qin Ci's body kept falling, and his expression changed from the pain of confrontation on the cliff to indifference, not at all like a person who is about to die.

"The favorability of the capture target's enclosed painting has reached 100, and we are about to leave the dungeon."

Accompanied by the cold voice in his head, a white light soon emanated from his body, the white light expanded and enveloped his whole body, and soon he disappeared in midair.

When Qin Ci regained consciousness, he was already standing in a void, which was not a bad description at all, because apart from him, the surroundings were deadly white.He said, as if to himself, "It's time."

In this white environment, time seems to be lost. A figure slowly emerges from nothingness. He is tall and has dazzling golden hair and golden eyes. , as if it doesn't fit into anything.

"Everything has reached full marks, and the work is excellent." Even if the sentence is a compliment, Bai Zui's voice is still indifferent. As a system, he cannot feel emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy. own survival point.

An emotionless voice flowed from Bai Zui's mouth: "Qin Ci, you already have 1000 points, which can be exchanged for the chance of rebirth."

Qin Ci's pupils were filled with a layer of black mist, even his handsome face couldn't stop the malice he showed, and a smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth: "Really? This moment has finally come..."

"I can go back and find them..."

Qin Ci was originally the son of a wealthy businessman, and he also had a younger brother. His strong capital made him a suave son. He had no intention of running his father's business, so he pushed it to his younger brother one after another. I eat, drink and have fun with my friends here, so happy.

Such days began to change when he met Wen Lan.Wen Lan is a newcomer in the store, with handsome facial features, when she looks at people, she always has a feeling of deep affection for you.

Qin Ci had this "illusion" at first glance.In order for Wen Lan not to linger in entertainment venues, he started to make progress. He finally rescued Wen Lan from the abyss with money. At that time, Wen Lan treated him even more gently.

But in the end, Qin Ci drank the wine that Wen Lan handed over and poured it on the ground, watching Wen Lan throw himself into his younger brother's arms, the gluey figure of the two made his eyes tear open.

Wen Lan!

But his younger brother just smiled coldly: "Brother, what's wrong with you? I have done so much, but my father still wants to hand over the property to you. I think it must be that my brother is not bad enough."

Qin Ci was then injected with drugs, and was locked in a box for half a month, until he was found. What everyone, including his father, saw was his emaciated and hideous body addicted to drugs.

Isn't it normal for a young girl with a bad reputation to be addicted to drugs?At that time, Qin Ci was delirious and unable to tell the truth. In the end, everyone gave up on him.

He was randomly thrown out of the car by Wen Lan on a rainy day, and was hit to death by a large truck on the road.

Wen Lan——Qin Ci only read his name with a bloodthirsty hatred.

Then he woke up in this nothingness, and a cold tone came from his mind.

"I can bring you back to life."

A door appeared in front of him, and Qin Ci knew that behind the door was his own world. He turned around and showed a sincere smile that was completely different from when he was attacking the target: "Ah Zui, will we ever meet again?"

There has never been a host who returned to the world after completing the task and could be reappointed as a raider. Bai Zui shook his head: "No."

Qin Ci's smile faded, he sighed, and his tone was a little helpless: "I have taught you, Ah Zui. At this time, it should be said that there will be a period later, even if it is to lie to me."

"Take care." After he finished speaking, he took a deep look at Bai Zui, and turned around decisively.

Bai Zui opened his mouth, but didn't say the phrase "there will be a period later" because it doesn't make any sense.

Qin Ci is not the only host of Bai Zui. As a high-level system, Bai Zui will find suitable people to parasitize in each parallel world, induce the other party to become his host, and release the task of conquering people's hearts. Once he completes it, he will Acquire survival points based on mission completion.

These regulations were all implanted in his mind when he was created by the time travel department.He withdrew the wisp of intelligence parasitized in Qin Ci's body. At this time, a notification came from his mind, and he slowly disappeared into nothingness after reading it.

The office was very quiet. Everyone present looked good, but no one was imprinted in their pupils, and they sat rigidly like machines.Until a man opened the door and walked in, their eyes focused on him.

Su Da, one of the chief managers of the crossing department and Bai Zui's boss, sat slowly on the main seat and glanced at everyone: "It's no big deal to call you here today, just to update you, and by the way, I will give you a brief update on all of you. Responsible employees take a big test."

These two pieces of news are already considered important, but the systems present did not have human emotions, and there was no change on their faces after hearing it, and they still looked at Su Da with burning eyes.

Su Da is a person who does not hide his emotions at all. He immediately showed a bored expression, but he cheered up after turning his eyes. He coughed twice: "In recent years, due to the misleading people produced by time-travel novels produced by the world, As a result, some cross-travel employees are not serious about their missions, and the impact of mission failures seriously damages the reputation of our cross-travel department.”

Su Da leaned back in his chair and continued with a lazy attitude: "So after a unified decision from above, all low-level employees will be given a strategy test, and you as the system will become the target of the strategy to evaluate their performance."

It takes almost no time for the system to think about the problem. Immediately, a system questioned: "Director Su, we without human emotions are not suitable to be the target of the strategy."

How can you judge whether you are sincere without emotion?

Su Da smiled and said meaningfully: "This is the content of your system update this time."

On this day, the seven hosts under Bai Zui who were carrying out the raid mission were forcibly recalled to the space, and a sentence rang in their minds.

"A strategy assessment is about to take place, the rules are as follows:

1.7. [-] assessment members will get random identities, and the target difficulty of this raid is sss level.

2. The target of the raid only accepts 100 favorability once, and the host with 100 favorability will get a chance to make a wish.

3. If the strategy target reaches 100 favorability, the assessment will be over, and the rest of the hosts who do not reach 100 favorability will deduct 500 points. "