Quick Travel: Holding the Torch Against the Wind (Female Wearing Men)

Copywriting one: Xie Zheyu, the ceiling of combat power in the world of immortality, was entangled by something called the "Destiny System" when he was going through a tribulation. System: "The road to ascension is cut off. Follow me and save the world and gain merit!" Xie Zheyu struck at him with his sword: "Speak humanly." The system immediately panicked: "... Please go to the small world to complete the task." OK. The battle-damaged version of the boss was forced to take up his post and dressed as various men. Overlord, warlord, subjugated prince... She acted with great success. In every world, there is a "woman" looking at her with the same cold and broken eyes. She thought her acting skills were amazing and she was sure to earn merit. Until the system goes crazy and alerts: Warning! The favorability of the mission target is abnormal! Warn! The other party is absorbing your merit——] Xie Zheyu:? So those blushes, those tears, those half-hearted glances... Were all playing her role? She was hunted by what she thought was her prey. When those fragments merged into one, they turned into her most familiar yet unfamiliar face. The man put his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear: "Got you, my..." Copywriting two: On the cold jade couch, Xie Zheyu woke up again. The scent of rouge lingers on your lips, and the smoke lingers on your fingertips. The afterimage of the exotic banquet shook in the sea of ​​​​consciousness - she remembered that when the soft body under the cheongsam was shaking against her, the silenced pistol was about to explode the target's temple. "Life-saving grace..." The fingertips dyed with kodan crossed the Adam's apple, and the dream and reality overlapped in the middle of the night. Until he traveled back to a small world, Xie Zheyu pinched the chin of the task target and sneered: "Why are you pretending to be pitiful?" Broken memories are revived in the three thousand worlds. When the tenth "female supporting character" kissed Jianfeng with tears in her eyes, the system suddenly issued a piercing alarm: [Warning! Detection of fluctuations in the fragments of the Lord God——] Xie Zheyu crushed the data core and saw familiar faces in the stars. She pushed the person against the vermilion palace wall with her backhand, and whispered in the rain of arrows: "Which show will you play this time? White moonlight or cinnabar mole?" The dark red merit value skyrocketed in her palm. Three thousand blue hairs, every inch becomes snow. Reading Guide ◆Women wear men, double cleansing, quick wear, high-power golden fingers ◆The tyrant-level crazy male protagonist x the beautiful, raped and brutally sliced female protagonist ◆He dismantles the system while others are doing tasks Intention: My destiny is up to me and not God!