Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

The people in the control room over there are fighting with all their strength, and the plot here is still going on.

Rong Yuan felt the energy fluctuations in the space. Something wanted to affect him. Was it the Gonglue system?

I originally wanted to play with it, but he doesn't like being manipulated!

Time and space are distorting, the sun is extinguishing, and time is frozen. The strategy system finds itself locked by a powerful aura, and immediately desperately breaks free, making a shrill and harsh mechanical sound!

"Stab it—, sting it—"

"The control has been destroyed by the system, start the emergency program, sting--, the emergency program cannot be started, start the autonomous destruction program!"

Countless data were stripped away and eventually dissipated in the small world, revealing only the black mechanical core inside, with mysterious patterns painted on it.

The self-destruction program is completed, code 743 - the core code strategy system is destroyed.

Time flowed again, and the black vortex in Rong Yuan's eyes returned to normal, but the surroundings were strange and frightening.

Fu Ranran suddenly fell into a coma for some unknown reason, and suddenly fell into the soil, covered with a layer of dust again, and her face could not be seen clearly.

The audience's memory was suddenly disconnected for some reason, and they could not remember what they were doing just now.

Even the words they typed passionately just now seemed like they had never appeared before. They couldn't stop having a headache and sweating when they wanted to remember, but they just remembered that they had forgotten something!

The situation at the scene was a bit strange, but no one wanted to write anything, or they would have a physical fear as soon as they typed on the keyboard!

My head hurts whenever I think about it!

At this time, Zhou Binyu entered the yard with the spray and ointment borrowed from the program team, and saw Fu Ranran fainted on the ground, while Rong Yuan and Shen Chengyu just stood aside coldly, not moving at all, while Shuang Xiaoling and Tong Ledan was busy cooking and did not notice Fu Ranran who fainted.

He hurried forward and picked up Fu Ranran, looked at Rong Yuan and Shen Chengyu with cold eyes, and said sarcastically: "It turns out that the famous actor Rong doesn't even know how to help a girl when she faints!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Chengyu's cold gaze came over him. Rong Yuan showed no emotion at all. He had very few emotions towards people and things that he was not interested in.

Or rather, he doesn't care.

Rong Yuan looked at the person who fainted on the ground coldly, without any fluctuation in his eyes. People always have to pay the corresponding price for their actions, even the heroine is no exception.

So that's fair, isn't it?

"It's better to let someone take a look at Furanran's condition first." Rong Yuan said indifferently before leaving with Shen Chengyu and continuing to complete the task.

As for washing vegetables and cooking, Shen Chengyu didn't know how to cook, so he could only help pass the dishes and get some condiments.

There is a perfect understanding between the two, and Shen Chengyu can accurately hand over whatever Rong Yuan needs.

In other words, Shen Chengyu observed Rong Yuan very carefully.

He looked at it very seriously, as if he was actively studying, but if you look closely, his eyes were always on Rong Yuan, and the ingredients were just incidental.

With smooth chopping movements and skillful cooking in the pot, the whole process is as smooth as writing a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages!

Rong Yuan has a strange charm when he is serious. The human fireworks of firewood, rice, oil and salt have not worn away the fairy temperament in him, but have merged with it, just like jade polished by the world of mortals, still simple, gentle and unstained by dust.

The people in Rong Yuan and Shen Chengyu's live broadcast room were focused on licking their faces and taking CP, giving them a peaceful atmosphere.

"I can look at this scene forever!"

"You are truly worthy of being a beauty in the entertainment industry. You will not deceive me!"

"Ahhh, who knows the joy of consuming CP! I'm going to drown in the looks of these CPs!"

In the end, everything subsided in a systematic destruction.

The live broadcast returned to normal, and the masterminds behind the scenes seemed to have disappeared, with no trace of splash visible.

The sky became bright again, but it was still noisy.

Other live broadcast rooms are not so friendly. For example, fans of Tong Ledan and fans of Shuang Xiaoling got into a quarrel over who paid more in this task. The reason was probably that a certain fan of Tong Ledan was live broadcasting. A certain little flower did not do anything but said I can't...

The live broadcast room of Zhou Binyu and Fu Ranran was suspended due to Fu Ranran’s unexpected incident.

When Princess Zhou Binyu was holding Fu Ranran, Fu Ranran woke up before he could take a few steps, but her mental state was a little abnormal and a little crazy.

"System? System! System!!" Fu Ranran shouted in panic in her mind, like an ugly duckling that had its beautiful feather coat ripped off, desperately holding on to the last glimmer of hope.

Panic, panic, fear, unwillingness, hatred, all kinds of twisted and dark thoughts crawled in Fu Ranran's mind.

Why is the system gone?

who is it?

Who stole her system! ?

Hand it over!

Furanran's eyes were vicious as he scanned the people present.

Suddenly Fu Ranran thought of something and grabbed Zhou Binyu's hand, "Mirror, I want a mirror, give me a mirror!"

Zhou Binyu looked down at the hand that was tightly grasped with nails dug into the flesh, looked at Fu Ranran who was gradually going crazy, and comforted: "Ran Ran, don't cry, I'll find a mirror for you, don't panic!"

"Okay, okay," Fu Ranran seemed to be comforted, her rapid breathing gradually slowed down, and she stared blankly at Zhou Binyu with a pair of almond eyes, but suddenly she screamed, "I want a mirror!"

Zhou Binyu quickly carried Fu Ranran back to the dressing room and handed the mirror on the dressing table to Fulan Ran, but Fu Ranran knocked the mirror down before she could see it clearly.

With a clatter, the mirror fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.

Fu Ranran quickly lowered her head and covered her ears with her hands. She didn't want to become an ugly monster. She didn't want to become an ugly monster!

No, no, Fu Ranran’s eyes widened, she shook her head and covered her ears.

Seeing that something was obviously wrong with Fu Ranran, Zhou Binyu closed the door and quickly went to find the director.

But what he didn't hear was the faint ringing of the phone inside the door.

"Ding-a-ling-ring, ding-a-ling-ring..." The sound of the bell was strange, as if it had an ominous flavor.

The somewhat crazy Fu Ranran trembled when she heard the ringtone, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her face suddenly turned pale, but she still shook her hands to get the phone.

The call was connected with a "Dong--" sound. The voice on the other end of the phone had a strange and dangerous smell. The voice was intermittent and seemed to be saying something.

Fu Ranran immediately squeezed the phone tightly, the veins on her hand popped out, and the look in her eyes was frightening, making people shudder.

Suddenly, she heard something and said in a high pitched voice: "Okay, I will do it well!"

Fu Ranran hurriedly agreed, fearing that the person opposite would regret it.