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Chapter 170 Ingratitude and Deceit (5)
After sorting through the original owner's memories, Gu Yao became even angrier.
The original owner has now taken all the revenge he needed to take.
Those who fanned the flames and kicked him when he was down were all sent to hell by his own hands.
Gu Yao died long ago on the day the entire Chengguo Duke's mansion was executed.
His last vestige of humanity and attachment vanished on that bitterly cold winter afternoon.
Shen Xuntang, standing in the sunlight, is a vengeful ghost who crawled out of hell.
They have no humanity.
Now all that's left is that emperor who spends his days seeking immortality and indulging in women.
To be honest, Shen Xuntang is now all-powerful.
The emperor who was placed on the throne by his father is now completely under his control.
Prince Li, who was once able to discuss important matters of the world with the Duke of Cheng, was full of ambition.
Ultimately, he died amidst the power and wealth of the imperial court.
All that remained was a greedy and ugly shell.
Gu Yao recalled that the original owner had gathered another batch of beauties for that dog emperor, and a pleased smile appeared on his lips.
He roughly knew how the original owner intended for the emperor to die.
Wind in the air.
It's definitely a good topic of conversation after dinner.
On the contrary, it was the little brat he saved today that made Gu Yao extremely unhappy.
Just as he was pondering how to torment him, 0529's wailing voice exploded in Gu Yao's ears.
"Host, my dream of being a macho man is shattered. Waaaaah."
It's still that silly voice.
Gu Yao picked at his ear.
It was so torturous.
Gu Yao felt somewhat helpless, but then he saw that 0529 was being coy and unwilling to come out.
He patiently coaxed her, "It's okay, no matter what Xiao Jiu looks like, 66 will like her."
"really?"
The system's trembling voice was filled with uncertainty.
Gu Yao is now quite curious about 0529's human form.
He assumed that all the humanoid versions of the system were pretty much the same.
Is there really a big difference?
So smart?
He thought it was one of those mass-produced items.
Looking back now, those 10,000 points were well spent.
Indeed, there's a reason why it's expensive.
He suppressed a smile and coaxed the sensitive and fragile little system.
"Really, no matter what Xiao Jiu becomes, I will never dislike her."
Anyway, our own stupid system has never been very reliable.
The system blushed slightly upon hearing this.
"Then you mustn't laugh at me, host."
Before he could finish speaking, Gu Yao saw a young boy floating in front of him.
Wearing a red and black silk shirt and red and black pumpkin pants, paired with that pale, glowing face, he really gave off a... zombie vibe.
Stick a talisman on his forehead, and you can summon Lam Ching-ying directly.
He clearly has the air of a proud yet adorable young nobleman.
Of all things, they chose to wear clothes like this.
And it looks like he's not an adult.
Those bright, sparkling eyes were still clear and empty.
At this moment, there is only obvious expectation.
He hoped the young man in front of him would praise him.
Looking at that chubby, youthful face, Gu Yao felt a pang of guilt rise from the bottom of his heart.
He seems like that heartless boss who employs child laborers.
Or perhaps it's a man from a poor family who abducts a rich young master.
But looking into those light golden eyes, filled with obvious expectation, I saw them staring at me.
Gu Yao still softened his heart.
After considering it for a moment, he said, "Xiao Jiu's human form is very cute."
After all, his worst-case scenario was that it was a New Year's picture doll.
The kind that's adorably silly.
It now appears to be much higher than the lowest expectations.
He still looks like a teenager, at least for now.
Actually, I think he's about 1.7 meters tall.
That face is just too young.
Gu Yao imagined what 0529 looked like now and what 66 would look like standing together.
Well, at least it wasn't human trafficking.
They even seem like a good match.
Not bad.
People are happy when they are content.
Seeing the young man's smiling face, 0529 clutched the hem of his clothes and looked at his toes.
"really?"
Gu Yao stood up and reached out to touch the head of the boy in front of him. His light golden hair was soft and fluffy.
It feels very good.
He looks like a medieval European prince, but he's dressed in zombie-colored clothes.
Looking at that smooth, fair forehead, Gu Yao curled his sinful finger and flicked it.
"Xiao Jiu, do you have any other clothes? Change into something more normal."
0529 covered her forehead, looking a little embarrassed, "Isn't this pretty? I spent a long time choosing this one."
Gu Yao glanced at it and fell silent.
What to say?
As expected of you.
He shouldn't expect a system with such poor aesthetic sense, a system that can buy ridiculously ugly souvenirs from tourist attractions, to produce anything normal.
He should thank the superiors in these systems.
At least the system's image is not one of autonomous choice.
I remember 0529 shouting that he wanted to become a tough guy.
Gu Yao imagined the absurd scene.
A muscular man, with a coy, playful, even shy expression, then spoke in a soft, high-pitched voice.
"Host,..."
too frightening.
Gu Yao couldn't help but shudder.
Looking at the zombie-themed European aristocratic prince in front of me.
It doesn't seem unacceptable.
Gu Yao placed his hand on 0529's shoulder, his face serious.
"Xiao Jiu, promise me you'll change your clothes, show them to me, and listen to my opinion as your sugar daddy, okay?"
The young man's voice was soft and gentle, and his smile was like a spring breeze.
That extremely beautiful face had a unique charm.
0529 nodded blankly, looked at Gu Yao's face, and gradually lowered her head to cover her face.
"Host, I'll go pick out some clothes first."
Watching the system flee for its life, Gu Yao smiled helplessly.
It really is a stupid system.
His own stupid system wouldn't be back anytime soon, so he should start thinking about what to do next.
Bu Shaoluan.
Ah.
Let's go and meet this young prince now.
Gu Yao got up and straightened his clothes in front of the bronze mirror.
The blurry mirror couldn't hide even a fraction of the beauty of that face.
The person outside the mirror raised their hand and gently touched their cheek.
This face has never brought him any convenience.
Instead, it's all suffering.
It's like she's remembered something bad.
Gu Yao stopped looking in the bronze mirror, turned around and left.