Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 390: Mr. Zhuma’s Little Green Plum (43)

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At this moment, she dropped everything in her hands and rushed forward like crazy.

The rain hit her fair cheeks, and the lightning and thunder in the sky seemed to resonate with her sad state of mind.

"Little... little poem..." She slowly picked her up, her hands trembling.

For more than a year, they have been the best friends. Every time she was bullied, Bei Xiaoshi was always the first to stand up and support her.

Why... why is this happening.

"Can you...can you help call an ambulance?" She bit her lip and raised her eyes to look at the people around her, with panic and pleading in her tone.

"Don't worry, classmate, we have already called."

Host, it’s too late.

Just when she took a breath, the system's voice sounded in her mind, shattering all her hopes.

No way... system... you must have a way! You are the system!

Sorry, host.

system…

It's not completely impossible, but the risk is too high and the chance of success is low.

Say the important thing.

At this moment, she just felt so confused that she couldn't deal with the system at all.

Reversing time and space, a total of seven minutes have passed since you handed the coat to Bei Xiaoshi. If you want to go back seven minutes and change her fate, you have to pay a terrible price. And if you fail, your most important person in this plane will die.

Host, you still have thirty seconds to think about it. After seven minutes, the cost of reversing time and space will be even greater.

change!

"Ding—successfully exchanged for time and space reversal."

Everything around her stopped for an instant, and the next second, everything began to move backwards in front of her eyes.

The black van also slowly backed up.

She raised her cold eyes and saw clearly the person inside.

—Liang Kun.

At this moment, a raging fire ignited in my heart.

This matter must be related to Cheng Qianzi. If the price after the reversal of time and space is not her life, she will definitely not let them go.

Host, in ten seconds you will go back to seven minutes ago. Then, you have an hour to say goodbye to them. The sound of the system rang in my ears. Although it was still mechanical, I could hear its concern.

knew!

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, with the system's countdown in her mind.

When she read 1, she opened her eyes suddenly.

Everything around me was from seven minutes ago.

"Qingchen, baby Qingchen—" Bei Xiaoshi patted her shoulder, looked at her with cold medicine and her pink coat in her hand and said, "Why are you so dazed! I have to go, you guys Be careful when you go back later."

At this moment, she looked at Bei Xiaoshi, who was still smiling, her nose felt sour and she almost shed tears.

A few seconds ago, she was holding her covered in blood, but now the healthy Bei Xiaoshi was standing in front of her, safe and sound.

This feeling is so good.

"Um -" He suddenly stood up and stopped her, took his coat over and said, "I'm afraid of the cold, so I'll give you Zhijin's!"

"Isn't it the same?" Bei Xiaoshi looked at her with a puzzled face and said, "Why is it so weird?"

"No way..." Luo Qingchen lowered her head in panic, picked up the exquisite box on the ground and handed it to her: "I don't even know if I dropped something."

"Ah, it really fell." Bei Xiaoshi hurriedly took it in her hand, looked at her with a smile and said, "mua! Fortunately, we have our baby Qingchen, otherwise nearly half a month's work would have been in vain. "

"It's still a few days away from the end!" Luo Qingchen raised her eyes slightly, with a trace of reluctance in her eyes.

Bei Xiaoshi didn't feel anything was wrong with her at all. She shook her head slightly and said, "Although I bought the gift, my work must start and end! There are only two days left, and I will be free!"

"Well, that's great." She glanced out the window and said, "Come on, class is about to begin. If you don't leave, you'll have to bump into the teacher!"

"OK!" Bei Xiaoshi walked forward and said, "See you tomorrow—"

Tomorrow, is there really a tomorrow... (To be continued)