The beauty god is forced to love every day

Chapter 143 The Cannon Fodder Master Who Died Early 1

The young man, covered in blood, fell to the ground in agony, his face pale and his body convulsing and shaking from the severe pain.

A day and a night of inhuman torture almost made him numb, and there was not a single healthy part of his body.

Lu Ningyu looked down at the dying Lu Yanqing, his eyes full of resentment, "If you want to blame someone, blame your biased grandfather."

"I'm already dead, why should I leave the inheritance to a loser like you? We're all my children, why can't you do anything?"

"He could have everything, but he couldn't see how good I am. But now it's no longer necessary, after all, you're dead."

"The inheritance is still mine, so go to hell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he smashed Lu Yanqing's head with the baseball bat in his hand. After a dull thud, the person on the ground was completely motionless.

Lu Ningyu threw the baseball bat in his hand to the ground and said, "Deal with it."

"Yes." The two men responded respectfully.

When Yan Qing woke up, he felt a severe headache, and then pain all over his body, as if he had been beaten.

The moment I opened my eyes, I felt something falling on me, and when I looked carefully, it was all mud.

The two people above also found him, "Brother, he is not dead."

"It's okay, just send him on his way."

Yan Qing's eyes suddenly turned cold, "You're looking for death."

He jumped up, snatched the shovel from the man's hand, and killed them all in no time.

"One, two, plot transmission."

[Alright, Boss.] Yi Er materialized and appeared in front of Yan Qing, with golden fur and the overall appearance of a cat.

Suspended in mid-air, it was given signs of life after being awakened by Yan Qing. As long as it wanted, it could materialize as a cat and be seen by people.

But if it doesn't want to, no one can see it except Yan Qing.

[Boss, the original owner's name was Lu Yanqing, the eldest son of the Lu family, born into a military family, and died the moment you came here.]

[Our mission is to avenge him and fulfill his wish. ]

[What wish?] Yan Qing took a quick look at his body. His calf was fractured, his brain was severely injured, and there were soft tissue contusions all over his body.

Yi Er quickly searched for information, but didn't find out what the wish was. [No, Boss.]

Yan Qing roughly treated the injury and observed the surroundings. He was in a small forest. "Where are you now?"

[There is a road 500 meters south of a forest in the suburbs. If you are lucky, you can get a taxi.] Yi Er displayed the map in front of Yan Qing.

Yan Qing took a quick look at the map, then limped towards the road, returning some of the divine power from the previous world and shaping his life and upgrading it.

Then it was gone.

As soon as I approached the road, I heard the roar of an engine and the flash of bright headlights. Someone was racing.

I was worried that I wouldn't be able to go back.

Hearing the sound of a car getting closer and closer to him, he estimated the speed and distance of the vehicle, then took a few steps forward and stopped in the middle.

Fu Jingchen was in a bad mood today, so he went to the suburbs to race his car to vent his depressed mood.

Suddenly, a figure appeared less than a hundred meters ahead. His pupils shrank and he honked the horn frantically, but the figure remained motionless.

What a hell.

He was forced to brake urgently. When the car was less than twenty meters away, it stopped and he opened the door and got out.

The boy was wearing a bloodstained white shirt, and his calf was simply fixed, apparently with a fracture.

The white headlights could only illuminate the boy's shoulders; his face was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly.

But those eyes were very bright, giving people a cold feeling, like the frost in October.

"Do you want to die?" Fu Jingchen said in a cold tone.

Yan Qing raised his eyelids slightly, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. What a coincidence, he met his wife so soon.

The man was estimated to be a little over 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. A black shirt wrapped around his sturdy body, and his rolled-up sleeves revealed his porcelain-white skin.

His handsome features were clearly defined, his eyebrows were deep and angry, and his pupils were not brown but completely black.

It seems even more cold-blooded and heartless.

Seeing that the boy in front of him didn't speak, Fu Jingchen frowned and moved closer, "Speak?"

Yan Qing looked at the person so close to him, his heart beating wildly in his chest. He gently rubbed it with his fingertips and neatly pulled the loose tie of the person in front of him.

Kissed him directly.

A cold voice rolled out through the gap, "I love you."

Fu Jingchen's mind went blank for a moment, and a strong smell of blood hit him in the face. He immediately realized that he was being forcefully kissed.

Before he could do anything, the person on his body fell directly onto his shoulder. He was so stunned that he didn't dare to move.

After a while, he came to his senses and looked down at the person who had fallen on his shoulder. His face was pale and his eyes were closed.

Apparently fainted.

Fu Jingchen frowned, countless questions surged in his mind, and he thought of countless possibilities. Finally, he sighed helplessly.

He still took the person back. After all, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. He is a good man.

Fu Garden.

Yan Qing hadn't regained consciousness yet, but he smelled a strong scent of medicine.

As his eyes slowly opened, what came into view was a luxurious and low-key room, dark in color, and as cold as its owner.

The medicine entered his body through the transparent tube. His whole arm felt a little numb and he moved uncomfortably.

"It looks like you're awake. If you don't want to die, don't move, or the needle will fall out." The voice was cold and low.

Yan Qing raised her eyes and looked at the person leaning against the door. He was wearing a dark blue shirt and black casual pants, which gave him a somewhat abstinent look.

"I don't want to die, I just feel uncomfortable."

Seeing that the man didn't seem to be lying, Fu Jingchen walked over and checked the potion. "This medicine is a bit special. The arm may..."

Wait, what is he doing? Why would he help check the potion just because of a glance?

Crazy!

Yan Qing naturally raised her head and looked at the tall man in front of her, "What's your name?"

"Fu Jingchen."

"Lu Yanqing, this is my name." Yan Qing said slowly.

"Ah."

The atmosphere fell into silence and no one spoke.

Yan Qing subconsciously held Fu Jingchen's hand, looked up and smiled, her eyes full of seriousness, "I think it's presumptuous."

"If you know it's presumptuous, don't say it." Fu Jingchen shook off Yan Qing's hand as if he had been electrocuted, and distanced themselves from each other.

Yan Qing: “….”

There was a hint of loss and sadness in the eyes hidden by the long hair.

Fu Jingchen acted as if he didn't see it. "Leave by yourself when you wake up. I'm not interested in adopting any cats or dogs."

Yan Qing: “….”

I stared at the man's back and pursed my lips. He is so cold, but we still have a long way to go.

"One, two, check Fu Jingchen's information."

[Got it, Boss.] Yi Er quickly started to search and soon got the result.

[Fu Jingchen, 23 years old, 1.93 meters tall, president of HY Group, eldest son of the Fu family, a military family, and the most powerful of the powerful in Beijing.]

[He controls the economic lifeline of the entire empire, and he also has a subsidiary company that serves the military.]

[This is also one of the reasons why he can become a person at the top of the pyramid in the capital. His grandfather was once the person sitting in the first chair of the empire.]

[Although he has retired now, his influence is still there, so Fu Jingchen is very honorable. Boss, you are marrying up now. ]

Yan Qing rolled her eyes and said, "You can go now."

He carefully sorted out the memories in his mind and waited for the infusion of the liquid to be finished. He left without any unnecessary movements.

Because fishing for wolves requires a gradual approach, he had already lost control last night and left a bad impression.