In the seventeenth year of Pingchu, early spring.

Anling, Bai family.

The misty mist woke up early in the morning, and the cool ephemerals as thin curtains were in the world, covering an artificial lakeside with a girl who didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

Song Huaijin felt dizzy and opened her eyes in a daze. She saw a pig-headed man pressing on her, panting and pulling her clothes quickly.

"What are you doing?" Song Huaijin was shocked and immediately put away his clothes to cover him.

"Oh, are you awake? Didn't you pretend to be dead just now? Let me tell you, I think you are so good at sleeping with you. Don't pretend to be noble with me, take off your clothes obediently, and let your brother take you off~" The man said as he came over greasy again.

"Get out!!!"

Song Huaijin felt disgusted and kicked him away with a hard kick, struggled to get up, and put his half-open clothes together.

When I looked up, I saw a small antique courtyard, and I couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Isn't she dead? She was on a special agent mission, was shot at the center by an international thief and threw it off the plane... Where is this?

[Congratulations to the host for entering the system of the useless daughter against the heavens and binding the character - Song Huaijin.]

[The system starts to input the original owner's memory and integrate the original owner's feelings...]

As soon as the system sounded, a memory that did not belong to her instantly burst into her mind like a dam.

She traveled through time. The original owner of this body had the same name as her, also known as Song Huaijin, and was the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister of the Apocalypse Dynasty.

It is said that the original owner was willful and lustful, and when he was in Kyoto, he shamelessly put on him when he saw a beautiful man, becoming a laughing stock in Kyoto, and even the Prime Minister's Mansion was disgraced.

In desperation, the prime minister had to send the original owner to the Bai family, a maternal ancestor in Anling, for foster care. Unexpectedly, the original owner did not know how to restrain himself when he went to the Bai family and kept seducing the family to do things in vain.

But only the original owner knew that all the scandals she did were framed.

Just now, the sick original owner didn't know who was fainted by the medicine again, and threw it to the servant who had long coveted her in the mansion, Anyang.

The original owner was weak and was beaten to death by this bastard without resisting a few times. When he woke up again, he was already the top international agent in the 21st century, Song Huaijin.

"Yo--You are quite strong-willed. Don't you like loneliness as a man? What kind of costume do you pretend?"

Anyang got up from the ground, looked at the woman's weak Liu Fufeng's waist and swallowed, and rushed forward like a hungry tiger pounced on her food.

Song Huaijin was not vague and kicked him hard in the heart.

With a "gudong", Anyang fell heavily to the ground, his feet facing the sky, his ears buzzed, and a bloody smell rushed to his throat, and slowly slid down the corner of his mouth.

In a daze, the woman sneered:

"I like men, but I don't like everything. I don't like the pig like you who looks better than the kitchen, so I don't like it!"

Anyang was lying on the ground, his lips trembled with anger. This little bitch who everyone disliked dared to hit him, and dared to humiliate him like this?

After reaching out to wipe off the bloody marks from the corner of his mouth, Anyang got up again and spat out a mouthful of blood foam: "Give me shameless bitch, dare to beat me, you are fucking tired of living!"

Anyang cursed and pulled out the dagger from his waist, heading straight towards Song Huaijin's heart.

Seeing the fat body rushing over again, Song Huaijin curled a sarcastic smile on her lips. She was the top agent of the 21st century, how could she be afraid of such a clown?

He sideways and snatches the dagger, and the next moment he lowers his head and cuts off his tendons, kicking his fat body into the artificial lake beside him.

“Ahhhh——”

The water fell in Anyang, and the cold lake water stimulated the newly opened wound. The fat trembled all over his body, and beads of sweat as big as beans slid down the forehead. He had no strength to climb up, so he could only lie on a stone on the shore, shaking his pale lips and begging:

"Miss Cousin, Miss Cousin, I was wrong to save me... Save me."

Song Huaijin felt ridiculous: "Now you know that you call me Miss Cousin? Didn't you want to stab me with a knife just now?"

Anyang was so painful that he almost lost consciousness. He panted and begged: "Just... the villain just now... he just slid his hand."

"Slipping hands" Song Huaijin paused meaningfully, and then laughed at Anyang's plea on the verge of despair, "Okay."

The woman smiled almost kindly and slowly stretched out her hand to the shore, and the memories of the past became clear.

It is here that Anyang beat and scolded the original owner countless times. If it weren't for the original owner's strong and firm personality, I'm afraid he would either be beaten to death by him or have a cleansed of this bastard.

The closer Song Huaijin reached out her hand, the stronger her hatred became, and the more excited Anyang became.

When she saw that Song Huaijin's hand was close, Anyang simply let go of the stones on the shore and reached out to pull her hand trembled.

Who would have thought that just when Anyang was about to hold Song Huaijin, her hand suddenly stopped and lifted the stone in front of Anyang.

Anyang grabbed a moment of vain and looked up at Song Huaijin blankly, and read out the obvious murderous intent from the woman's gentle smile.

The despair of death rolled up the cold river water and wrapped his whole body again. Anyang began to struggle wildly, wanting to run away, wanting to beg for mercy, and wanting to kowtow to Song Huaijin to apologize, but it was too terrible. After hope, deeper despair quickly swallowed up all his nerves, and he had no choice but to struggle and tremble.

I could only watch the gentle smile of the woman raised the stone in her hand and smashed it directly at her head.

Bang!

Blood splashed and flowed down Anyang's head radially.

Anyang screamed, his eyes turned pale, and his body fell stiffly into the water.

The eyes widened, as if they didn't understand why they suddenly died.

Seeing Anyang's body sinking gradually, Song Huaijin's eyes were quiet and she said quietly: "I'm too, my hand slid."

[The murder is bloody, the system restarts successfully, and the 007 system is dedicated to serving you.]

"It's you again, 007?"

【Yes, Master.】

System 007 is a top-level agent system that uses brainwave control and obtains equipment by completing tasks and obtaining points.

This was invented by Song Huaijin in modern times. She has been carrying out tasks with her for many years. Now she has traveled through time and the system has been restarted.

But it's good that we can still fight side by side in the future.

Accompanied by the sound of the system machinery, Song Huaijin had sorted out his messy appearance and was about to leave, but when he turned around, he bumped into a solid and tough chest without any warning.

When did there be more people here? I haven't noticed it yet.

Song Huaijin was shocked and suddenly looked up, but was stunned by the man's face.

The man opposite, with sword eyebrows on his temples, starry eyes on his eyes, and thin lips curled up, it is more concentrated than the mottled beauty of the world, instantly stunning the country.

"Half a quarter of an hour, good skills."

After a while, he spoke, his voice was low and nice, but he could still feel the alienated indifference when he heard it carefully.

"Half-quarters of an hour" means that she just used half a minute to kill people and sink corpses. In other words, this person not only saw her killing process, but also calculated the time for her to kill.

Song Huaijin's breathing stagnated, and his cold sweat covered his spine, unwilling to get involved with this strange and dangerous guy.

He just took a step but was pulled by the man beside him and fell into his arms unexpectedly.

"Want to leave?" He pressed her in his arms, lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Is it impossible to kill someone to live? Girl."

"Kill?" Song Huaijin smiled and said, "When did I kill someone? Didn't this fat man accidentally hit you and fell into the water?"

"Crash me?" The man looked at her with great interest.

Anyone who was found out after killing someone would show a little panic, but this woman actually died without evidence. She clearly saw his extraordinary identity and dared to frame him.

He is an interesting person!

Song Huaijin continued to argue without any guilt: "Yes, you accidentally splashed my blood."

Hearing this, the man's smile became deeper: "I don't know that this is the case? Since that's the case, I'll make a new dress tomorrow and give it back to you. The girl's body is covered with blood. Why not take it off and give it to me."
Chapter completed!