Quick Transmigration: The Villainous Female Supporting Character Became the Male Lead's Beloved

Chapter 128 Punishing the World 18

After leaving the crowd, Ni Qing originally thought that Wei Juan would choose to kill her and then re-enter the cycle of reincarnation, but after wandering around all day, he showed no intention of ending it.

Instead, we strolled around all day like a couple, without feeling tired at all. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally got bored and decided to head home.

As she turned around, she glanced at the time on her phone.

It was already 19:33 PM. Ni Qing looked up at the bright daylight; usually, it would be dark by this time.

The sun is now high in the sky, at that very angle, as if the world has suddenly lost its darkness, and time has not stood still...

She stared at the sky, lost in thought, her gaze seemingly fixed on a corner of the world beyond.

Suddenly, her cheeks were lifted up from behind by icy hands. Wei Juan stood behind her, looking down at her with a tone full of infatuation: "You found out again."

Ni Qing's bad premonition came true, and she boldly guessed, "What day will tomorrow be?"

From this angle, you can see his long, straight eyelashes and deep, dark eyes. His inherent fierceness is well hidden, leaving only a refined and sharp look.

He parted his thin lips and said in a cheerful tone, "As you thought, tomorrow is still the 28th, and from now on... it will always be the 28th, darling."

Who's your darling?

Ni Qing's face darkened instantly. She reached out and impatiently slapped away the other person's restraint: "So this is how you treat one host after another?"

Even if you complete your mission, can you still leave this world?

Wei Juan realized she was a little angry, and then belatedly coaxed her, "Of course not, you are an exception in this world, and also an exception in mine."

Ni Qing: "..." I'm really fed up with you, you old dog. Your answer is completely irrelevant. Is that what she cares about?

The young man smiled, his eyes crinkling. "Few people come to this world. If I'm not mistaken, you're all here against your will, aren't you? What mistake did you make to be sent here?"

Ni Qing said expressionlessly, "I had a few relationships that I shouldn't have had."

Wei Juan: "..."

The young man, who had just been smiling calmly, suddenly pressed his lips down, his dark eyes fixed on her: "What did you say?" He suddenly regretted asking her why.

The other person just looked at him slyly, then raised their voice slightly and slowly repeated, "Having had a few relationships that I shouldn't have."

He remained expressionless: "We really shouldn't talk about it." She had to give him her whole heart and soul; how could she fall for another man? Wei Juan said sinisterly, "So, in which world are those people you like? Are they still alive?"

If he were still alive, he wouldn't mind tearing through time and space to kill them.

Ni Qing stepped back, looking down at him with a hint of superiority: "You can't keep me here." Even though the system was crying out in her mind a second ago that its connection with the world had been severed, she remained calm and confident, as if she still had a trump card up her sleeve.

Wei Juan's already careless mood became even more irritable.

No matter how confident he had been before, he couldn't help but be wary of her; who knew what other tricks she might have up her sleeve?

The people around her still watched her warily, their eyes blatant as if they wanted to tear the outsider to shreds.

"Do you really have a trump card?" 103 asked skeptically.

Ni Qing smiled, and she clearly saw the young man's eyes flicker, as if he was also waiting for her answer.

Of course, she had no trump cards left, and no amount of props could be used. Besides, the system had lost contact with the outside world, so how could she possibly leave now?

But could she say that? If she did, wouldn't that old fox Wei Juan be smug to death? He messed with her mindset, and she would retaliate in kind.

Is she really going to live here for the rest of her life? In this world where everyone is filled with malice and there is no longer any darkness?

Of course not!

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In the other space, several leaders were in a state of great anxiety.

"Still haven't you been able to contact 103? And you can't get in touch with Ni Qing either?"

"No, we don't know what she did in there. The images we could usually observe are no longer visible. Could we send someone in to take another look?"

"You think I haven't tried? I can't get in or out at all. Has her soul dissipated?"

This situation is unprecedented.

However, Ni Qing has been cultivating for countless years, and her soul power is so strong that this small punishment should not be able to harm her.

Although you can't see what it is in the taskbar, you can see a checkmark next to it, indicating that both tasks have been completed. If that's the case, why can't I return?

Could something unexpected have happened?

In the midst of the chaos, someone suddenly asked, "Where is the presiding judge? Why don't we try looking for him?"

The suggestion was immediately rejected. Several people looked at him in disbelief: "Who would dare to approach him! I bet he'd rather Ni Qing die inside, why would he go to save her?"

"Putting everything else aside, do you know where he is now? We probably won't see him again for hundreds of years."

I thought and thought, but I just couldn't come up with a good solution.

As the group was arguing, they could faintly sense energy fluctuations behind them.

They fell silent instantly, their foreheads beaded with cold sweat. This feeling...

Speak of the devil, and he appears; the last time we said we'd meet again in a few hundred years, he's right here in front of us.

The young judge remained emotionless, his pupils indifferent, his silver hair and gray eyes shrouded in a mysterious and hazy hue, his vertical pupils like those of a cold-blooded creature, sending chills down one's spine.

From the moment he appeared, the entire office was almost silent; even breathing slowed down.

The leaders, who had been so agitated just moments before, immediately held their breath and bowed respectfully, saying, "Sir."

The other party completely disregarded them, walked straight to the control panel, and glanced at the "Completed" status on the task bar.

Only then did someone tentatively ask, "Sir, something seems off about this mission taker's world. We can't contact her. Do you have any ideas?"

As the moon sank, the calm, unwavering gaze fell upon him, and the man immediately lowered his head, unable to meet his eyes.

He placed his right hand lightly on the control panel, his joints long and slender, his meridians clearly visible, his eyelashes lowered casually.

He hadn't intended to be here, but for some reason, his little clone in this punishment world had lost control and was no longer cooperating with the main space.

This is the first time I've experienced these symptoms.

He nodded slightly: "I understand, I'll go take a look."

As the moon sank, they turned around, and their tall, slender figures vanished from the space in the next moment, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

About fifteen minutes later, they finally relaxed.

"I was terrified. I never expected him to show up here twice."

"There shouldn't be any problem now."