Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

But now the boy is twelve years old, and his good looks are gradually revealed.

Many rich men looked at him with ambiguous eyes.

But this degree must be grasped.

When Lian Shuo was curled up thinking in the dark and damp dungeon on his side, he suddenly heard a crisp sound of chains hitting, which was particularly eye-catching in the silent night.

Lian Shuo subconsciously looked in the direction of the prison door.

A young man with a dagger in his hand opened the cell door of the dungeon, and walked in step by step.

Through the moonlight, he could clearly see the face of the young man in front of him.

The ink-colored broken hair seemed to be unreasonable, scattered messily on the forehead of the young man in front of him. His eyebrows were dark and heavy. Under the beautiful brow bone, the slender eyelashes outlined the beautiful shape of peach blossom eyes. A pair of long and narrow peach blossom eyes looked like With a gentle smile, she looks charming and charming.

The bridge of the nose is high and straight, and the color of the thin lips on both sides is also extravagant and bright red. Although the facial features are immature, they can already see the beauty.

He was like a goblin, with a few drops of bright red blood splashed on his thin lips, lining his fair skin.

"Lian Shuo."

The young man's voice was also soft, an indescribably extravagant and gorgeous voice.

"I'm Tang Huai."

Lian Shuo got up from the ground in shock.

The young man who is as beautiful as a goblin in front of him...is that stubborn Tang Huai back then?

The young man tilted his head and smiled softly.

"The island owner has been killed."

His voice was light and calm, as if to say that the weather is fine today.

Lian Shuo almost subconsciously looked at the dagger in his hand and the blood dripping from it.

The young man seemed to have noticed his gaze, raised his dagger, and explained calmly.

"I didn't do it. The blood on it is my own."

Lian Shuo took a closer look, and found that the drops of blood falling from the dagger were actually rolling down from the young man's arm. The fine drops of blood merged into a gurgling stream, ran across the back of his white hand, entangled with the dagger, and finally fell down. A blood flower bloomed on the ground, which looked shocking.

"you……"

He pursed his lips, his voice dry.

"You came to me to talk about this, what are you doing?"

The boy seemed to smile, and admitted, "Although I didn't do it, I calculated it."

He didn't seem to care about the injury on his arm at all, and his smile was flamboyant and flamboyant.

"Do you want to take control of this slave island with me?"

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Lian Shuo didn't know how Tang Huai did it.

After that, Slave Island was controlled by the two of them.

On the surface, they are still two humble slaves, but in fact they have already controlled the entire island.

Lian Shuo didn't know why they pretended to be slaves and were bullied when they clearly controlled the slave island.

The boy just hooked his lips lazily, "What do we have now? It's just an island. If the person who threw you and me in knows that we have mastered this island, it will be easy to destroy us. After they became vigilant, It will not be so easy for us to escape the next cage."

Lian Shuo looked at the young man with a gentle smile in front of him, and felt that the young man who was rotten into a mass of flesh and blood, and refused to bow his head was still gone with time, buried in the wind and sand of time.

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[Ps: Brother Huai can't be raped. After all, he was young before, no one would think that way, and he was still a boy. After that, he took control of the slave island~ And since the last life, the memory of the immortal is gradually recovering. If it is really dangerous, the immortal will wake up directly~~~ Explain to the little angels, lest you misunderstand Brother Huai. 】