If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

After leaving the previous world, Song Chu rushed to the new world without stopping.

Who caused all the energy in the previous world to be drained by the main system? In order to support Xiao Tong, he had to come to this world quickly to collect energy.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt a little cool.

He opened his eyes and saw that he was wearing a thin robe. The quality was not very good and it felt like it could be torn into pieces with just a little force.

There was snow all around, and the coldness almost spread from the soles of my feet.

Song Chuyi stood up with support on the ground, feeling a sharp pain from his ankle.

He looked down and checked and found that his left ankle was swollen extremely high.

Fortunately there were no broken bones.

There are antique buildings nearby. He must have come to ancient times, and he doesn't know what the medical skills were like in this ancient time.

Song Chuyi thought about it and poked the little white dumpling in the sea of ​​consciousness.

[Xiao Tong, pass me the story background of this world. 】

Xiao Tong's guilty voice sounded in his mind: [Host, Wo... The transmission from Wo was wrong. 】

Song Chuyi: [? 】

He almost thought he heard wrongly.

[What does wrong transmission mean? 】

Xiaotong: [Ooooh, host, I was wrong! I wanted to save a little traffic, so I didn’t set a delivery target. 】

[The result was spread to the villain. Woohoo. 】

Song Chuyi: [...]

[So now the villain has a story about this world, but I don’t? 】

Xiaotong: [Woo, yes, host, the remaining energy can no longer be obtained from the background of the story. 】

Song Chuyi was silent for two seconds, [Not even half of it? 】

Xiao Tong: [No. 】

Song Chuyi: [One third? 】

Xiao Tong: [I didn’t say anything, I just know that the villain’s name is Ying Chengbai, and he is the regent. 】

Song Chuyi nodded helplessly, [Okay, at least it’s some information. 】

Fortunately, he had some memories of his original self, otherwise this would have been a hell of a start.

He was originally a little eunuch. He had been following and serving the little emperor since he entered the palace at a young age.

The little emperor has always regarded the original person as his confidant.

It is a pity that the government is now controlled by the regent. The young emperor has no say at all and there are not many people under his command.

As the little emperor's confidant, the little eunuch will naturally be entrusted with important tasks.

Just an hour ago, the original body was arranged by the young emperor to go to Tai'an Mansion to invite the regent to participate in the winter hunt three days later.

Andu did not participate in the previous winter hunts. The little emperor invited him every year, but was rejected every year.

Although it was the same this year, the little emperor still asked the original person to invite him for some unknown reason.

After receiving the order, the original person rushed to Tai'an Mansion.

But the journey was long, he didn't know martial arts, and he hadn't eaten for a day. After walking for an hour, he accidentally fell and died.

After sorting out the original memory, Song Chuyi had to sigh and said that the original person was really miserable.

Everyone has become a little emperor, but they don’t even have enough to eat.

Nowadays, the treasury is empty and the little emperor has no real power. The daily food and clothing expenses are strictly limited. It can be said that it is tightly controlled.

Song Chuyi raised his head and glanced at the sky. It was already dark, probably around seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

He had to go to Tai'an Mansion.

Song Chuyi searched for the memory of his original body and rushed to Tai'an Mansion, enduring the pain.

At the same moment, in the study room of Tai'an Mansion.

Ying Chengan, who was chatting with several subordinates about border matters, suddenly paused.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and put down the heater in his hand.

"You guys go out first."

The subordinates looked at each other, wondering what happened, but seeing that their master's expression was not very good, they quickly agreed and left.

After everyone else left, Ying Chengan sorted out the memory that suddenly seemed to be stuffed into his mind.

To say it is a memory, it is better to say it is a record similar to a storybook.

This story book actually says that he is the villain, the villain who prevents his little nephew from unifying the world.

The very beginning of the record is the death of the most favored little eunuch around the little emperor.

The young eunuch died outside his Tai'an Mansion. The young emperor used this as an excuse to investigate his Tai'an Mansion, which disturbed the peace.

The little emperor in the novel finally demoted the regent, who had committed a heinous crime, to a commoner after enduring hardship for twelve years.

Ying Chengan only felt funny when he saw this.

His stupid little nephew is so useless even in this fantasy book, he is just demoted to a commoner.

It's really ridiculous.

Ying Chengan continued to look down.

Unwilling to be demoted to a common man, he united with the old party and launched a reaction, which made the people miserable and miserable.

Ying Chengan raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that this "script" was getting more and more bizarre.

He had no interest in the throne of emperor, otherwise he would have taken the throne when the late emperor died.

Why wait until the little emperor grows up and has full wings?

Ying Chengan still wanted to read on, but unfortunately it seemed incomplete. In the end, only the major cities were surrounded by war, and it ended up as a sea of ​​blood.

Not even the final winner has been determined.

Ying Chengan's eyes flashed slightly. Although the content in the book was bizarre, it suddenly appeared in his mind and was even more bizarre than bizarre.

This seems to indicate the future pattern.

It's easy to verify.

Ying Chengan tapped his fingers on the table and called someone.

"Go and see if the favored little eunuch beside the little emperor is outside."

There was a pause.

"Dead or alive, bring it all."

The subordinate took the order and quickly disappeared into the study.

Ying Chengan was holding the heater, there was a charcoal fire in the corner, and the window was opened a small crack to allow air to circulate.

Time passed bit by bit, and Ying Chengan lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Master, someone brought it."

The subordinate's voice sounded.

Ying Chengan raised his eyes and looked up.

The little eunuch has red lips and white teeth, and is quite good-looking.

There were some stains on the eunuch uniform on his body. He was probably uncomfortable and his body was slightly stooped.

Although a little embarrassed, he is still alive.

A flash of interest flashed in Ying Chengan's eyes, he dismissed his subordinates and looked at the young eunuch.

"What is your name?"

His voice was cold, with the arrogance and alienation of a superior person.

Song Chuyi lowered his head and reported his name.

Ying Cheng'an frowned slightly and said with a half-smile, "My little nephew is very fond of you."

Which little eunuch can keep his name outside the palace?

The little eunuch in front of him so calmly announced his name as "Song Chuyi", one can imagine how much the little emperor loved him.

"Little Chuzi."

Ying Chengan became a little interested, holding his chin with one hand, and his eyes flashed with interest.

"Why did the little emperor call you here?"

Song Chuyi quickly replied: "On the order of the emperor, I invite you to participate in the winter hunting in three days."

Ying Cheng'an already knew why the little eunuch was here, so asking this question was just to tease the little eunuch.

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then do you want me to participate?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "you", causing Song Chuyi across from him to tremble.