My Simping System

　　 The noble and arrogant Temple Empress, who is invincible, is unconscious in the stranger's home at this moment.

　　 If at this time, Ye An secretly resorted to three abuses—the final outcome must be quite exciting.

　　 may be further beheaded by a hatchet, and died.

　　 For some reason, he was looking forward to the reaction of this proud empress.

　　 Ye An has been waiting for this day for a long time. He always has this idea, but no one can test it.

　　 Yu Qian left the house, closed the door by the way, and adjusted her mentality in the courtyard alone.

　　 also happened to leave a chance.

　　 So, the opportunity finally came.

　　 inhabits the sleeping Qixi, his face is covered with a columnar reflection.

　　 is not long, not short, not thick, not thin.

　　 That's a hand—

　　 Pen dipped in ink.

　　The so-called lesson...

　　, of course, is actually graffiti drawing on the face.

　　 Just imagine, what would be the attitude of the proud female emperor who woke up in a drowsy sleep when she saw her face full of evil graffiti?

　　 The strong contrast between front and back must be quite huge.

　　 Ye'an looked indifferently, and dipped the pen in ink again, "I am alive, there are always things I want to try, not just painting a crow, what am I afraid of?"

　　 "Secretly say I'm young? Crumb woman."

　　 "Pen!"

　　唰——

　　 The voice fell, the pen came out, and the ink followed.

　　I want to draw the tortoise of the nine-square grid backgammon on Qixi's face.

　　 However, I just picked up the pen.

　　 When the pen has not fallen yet, the ink is still in the air.

　　 Qi Xi suddenly opened her eyes, her bright golden eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person, her eyes calm.

Snapped--

　　 The slender fingers pressed Ye An's wrist, even though there was a dead silence.

　　 The pitch-black ink dripped from the nib and fell on the white plain skirt that Qixi was wearing. Although the ink has not yet approached, it is evaporated into mist for no reason, and then dispersed.

　　 "What do you want to do?"

　　 Qixi asked her tired body.

　　 Ye An was silent for a moment, and his thoughts quickly fabricated reasons.

　　 "I'm doing it, subdue demons and demons," he said.

　　 Although there are no demons or demons here, what if she believes it?

　　 "..." Qi Xi's lips twitched slightly, and said, "How old are you, want to make a prank and paint on my face?"

　　 Ye An shook his head and said, "No. Your Majesty, I don't think you understand at all."

　　 Pray that willow eyebrows frown, "Huh—?"

　　 Ye An continued: "I see your Majesty's Yintang darkened, his eyes tired, and bad luck, for fear that it will be a disaster from heaven."

　　 "This is my hometown's method. Putting symbols on the face can solve this disaster."

　　 Qixi's eyes became even more weird when he said this.

　　 Ye An also didn't know how to describe that look. It seemed to be surprised and surprised, but it also contained some small surprises.

What does it mean?

　　 "Although I am surprised that you can find out Mu Qingxue's life experience, but..."

　　 "Could it be that you even know this kind of thing?"

　　 "The disaster of blood and light from heaven? Well, maybe your term is like that."

　　 Qixi said in surprise.

　　 Ye An frowned and was puzzled.

　　What kind of thing is that kind of thing? What a ghost thing I don't know.

　　 Why do you always like to be a riddler and don't say everything.

"What?"

　　 Ye An let out a soul question.

　　 prayed for the willow brows frowned, slightly pursed his mouth, and said, "Forget it."

　　 After speaking, she let go, gave a cold snort, and lay down again.

　　 Ye An looked at her, confused.

　　 "Don't you really have a problem."

　　 Qixi squinted her eyes, hesitated, and then said: "It's not a big problem, just sleep."

　　 Her vague riddler passed over again, yawning, and closed her eyes.

　　 Ye An can't help being troubled by her terrible temper. It seems that something is going on, but he still refuses to explain why.

　　 But speaking of...

　　 Qixi is indeed a little darkened in the Yintang, and her face is weird.

　　 Could it be said that you really got on the bar with God?

　　 Ye An thought with a thought and called out the system.

　　 The system module that was opened before can see a person's luck point, in fact, you can also see part of the person's information by the way.

　　 This is an active skill, not a passive skill.

　　 Otherwise, the dense lines of text are reflected in the eyes, and when they linger, it will be annoying.

　　【Name: Qixi

Gender: Female

　　Identity: Empress of the Temple

　　 Race: Demigod

　　 Realm:-

　　Age:? ? ?

　　……

　　 luck point:? ? ?

　　Status: Scourge]

　　 Lines of text greeted my eyes.

　　 Those are all about the value of Qixi. Ye An has read it before, but today, you can see the value of Qixi in the last row.

　　 But unexpectedly.

　　 Qi Luck Point does not show a number.

　　 Things that even the system can’t do——

　　 Anything else?

　　 Ye An was surprised, he did not expect to encounter such metaphysics.

　　 Just as this thought came up, the system gave more feedback——

　　 Lines of numerical texts continue to appear on Qi Xi's body.

　　【Qiyun Point-1】

　　【Qiyun Point-1】

　　【Qiyun Point-1】

　　【……】

　　 Someone can keep +1.

　　 But Qixi somehow, her Qi Luck value keeps -1.

　　Qi Luck is a gift from the Way of Heaven. If it is lower than ordinary people, or even zero, then drinking cold water to stuff your teeth is really possible.

　　 Seeing Qixi's weakness again at this moment, he is finally serious and feels tricky.

　　 If the Qi Luck value returns to zero, I am afraid that I will die suddenly at any time.

　　 And just below the value of the Qi Luck Point, there is a new line of text information-

　　【Qi Luck Status: Scourge】

　　 [Introduction: When the law of heaven is touched~www.wuxiaspot.com~ will be condemned by heaven. When in this state, it will continue to reduce Qi Yun points until the end of the time. 】

　　【Remaining time 00:22:59】

　　 "Half an hour remaining."

　　 "Scourge... reduce your luck?"

　　 Ye An pinched his chin and frowned.

　　 his eyes stared at the words of the system and the face of Qi Xi who was asleep below.

　　He never thought of...

　　 My own crow's mouth is so bright, it is really bad luck and **** disaster from the sky.

　　 Frankly speaking, heaven is not a good thing.

　　 That's a dead thing that doesn't know how to work around.

　　 Qixi once said that the gods who are in charge of the ways of heaven have disappeared and are not in the world.

　　 However, Chen Che, who was willing to fall into the magic way and destroy the temple, was protected by the luck of heaven.

　　 You must know that the temple was once supported by the gods of heaven.

　　, because of this, the fantasy world that respects martial arts and bullies the weak, has a little bit of rules to speak of.

　　 "If you touch the law of heaven, you will be condemned by heaven, then this so-called law of heaven..."

　　 Ye An checked his luck again.

　　 He realized that he was not in a state of scourge.

　　 "I don't have a state of scourge, so at least it can be certain that the law of heaven is not the law of ‘killing people and paying debts’.

　　 After all, he had just executed a cruel hand before, so that old Chen's soul was scattered, and Chen Che, the son of luck, was seriously injured.

　　, however, was not in the state of scourge, on the contrary, it swallowed part of Chen Che's luck.

　　 However, Qixi, as the empress, did nothing--

　　 was punished for some reason.