The Beauty Scumbag Returns to the Shura Field

There is something wrong with the attributes of the article. I can't change it now. It's not because I filled it in wrong. I'll change it later. Catching disease (pretend) beauty x suffers Shen Mingzhu, who was enjoying his retirement time on a luxury cruise ship with a goblet in hand, was suddenly assigned a special task by the headquarters of the former boss of the Space-Time Management Bureau. It was said that various S-level tasks were sent but could not be solved. It was really no choice but to find him as the original tasker of the world. Shen Mingzhu: Do retired people still need to work? Ten times the salary, or I won't do it He entered the world with his little pom-pom system. The men who once flirted with each other and were abandoned by Shen Mingzhu have now become the masters of one party, and their blackness levels are approaching the critical level. In front of the cold and self-possessed Taoist Lord in white, he is a seductive young master who has no knowledge, no skill, and no knowledge of it. In front of the yandere and crazy demon lord, he is a squeamish little beauty who has no shame in saying anything. In front of the Sifang Territory Lord, he is a white-cut glutinous rice dumpling stuffed with black sesame seeds that appears to be obedient but is secretly bullying. In front of his gentle and polite senior brother, he is the younger sect brother who gets angry whenever the eldest lady's temper doesn't go her way. When Shen Mingzhu disappeared overnight and they all turned black... System: [Host, are you panicking? Shen Mingzhu: What a joke! I'm not afraid at all! … Thousands of flowers pick up the moon, and floating geese send books to the wind. The arrogant and energetic young man in red clothes turned into a sickly man dressed in plain clothes, with a cold sword tied around his waist, and a thin veil covering his eyes, returning on a snowy night with a lantern. Want to go dark? Want to be a Shura field? Seeing that the cold Taoist Lord in white could not scold the Demon Lord with his bright tongue, the two of them raised their swords and were about to start a fight. However, the Sifang Territory Lord was sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight and would not take action unless necessary. His good senior brother was thinking about which love rival he should kill first with his poison. Shen Mingzhu frowned, covering his heart and coughing desperately. A large pool of blood fell at his feet. The beauty smiled sadly: "Now that things have come to an end, there is no need to argue about this anymore. How many more years can I have a good life?" [Damn it, can't you all love me together when I'm about to die? No slicing/no fusion/write it to the end and see which he it is with Intention:.