In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

At this moment, a mechanical system sound suddenly appeared in Tong Huanyou's ears.

[System: Received a video link from the senior management, host, do you need to accept it? ]

Tong Huanyou raised his head stubbornly and said through gritted teeth, "Take it."

The next second, an electronic digital screen appeared in front of her.

The screen showed Si Qing sitting leisurely on a swivel chair, with a calm expression: "I still have to thank you for saving the ending of my novel."

Tong Huanyou's eyes were red, and he fiercely wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said angrily: "If this is his ending, I am a reader, and I don't accept it!"

Si Qing smiled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips:

"It seems like you're in too deep. You know, you're not just a reader, you're also a strategist."

"If you separate the word 'strategy', which word means romantic? How can 'villain' mean beautiful? You were originally the punishment I gave him for destroying my world."

Tong Huanyou held back tears, a sad sneer appeared on her face, and her eyes were full of grief and indignation:

"What about you? Here you are the creator, but elsewhere, how do you know that you are not created by others?"

"No character is willing to be a villain. From their perspective, the whole world is bullying them..."

As Tong Huanyou spoke, tears could not stop flowing.

Si Qing lowered his eyes, and the expression on his face froze for a moment.

"You don't love him as a character, so you use all kinds of hardships to force him to become the villain you want."

"After the ending got out of your control and ruined everything, you said, look, he is such a bad character."

Tong Huanyou glared angrily, his body trembling slightly with anger.

"Si Qing, don't you think that as a creator, you are more like a villain by treating them as shadow puppets of the plot in your hands?"

Si Qing's eyes trembled slightly, and he tightened the grip on the pen in his hand, but he still pretended to be calm: "So what? The ending has been rewritten, and you can't save the game after you die anymore."

Tong Huanyou dug his fingertips deep into his palms, holding back the sourness in his nose, and said angrily:

"If I can catch your loophole once, I can catch it a second time! A third time! You want him to fall into the quagmire! I want him to stand in the sunshine!"

After saying that, he raised his hand to wave away the electronic screen and looked up at the mountain that towered into the clouds.

The cold aura from before has disappeared without a trace.

So she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down.

After a moment, she slowly opened her eyes and began to carefully control the strange demonic power in her body.

As the demonic power surged, her body began to slowly float up, but the process was not smooth.

At first, her body was shaky and extremely unstable.

In less than a moment, she fell straight down from a height of about two meters and hit the ground with a "bang".

But she ignored the pain in her body and tried again, then fell again.

In this way, after repeating it several times, she was finally able to master it a little.

After adjusting her condition, she gradually began to fly towards the top of the mountain.

……

When she finally flew to the top of the mountain, she saw Song Yingyue standing alone and quietly in the snow.

The breeze blew her skirt and long hair, and the faint halo around her made her look like a statue of a god.

Her eyes were empty as she stared into the distance, and it was unknown what she was thinking. There was a deep sadness on her face and her lips were tightly pursed.

Tong Huanyou swallowed her dry throat, her voice trembling, her eyes moist as she called out, "Sister Song."

Song Yingyue's eyes moved slightly, and she turned back suddenly to look at the petite figure.

He murmured uncertainly, "You... You?"

Tong Huanyou bit her lower lip tightly, restraining the strange emotions in her heart, and quickly stepped forward and said, "It's me, Sister Song."

When Song Yingyue heard this, she clenched her fists and her body trembled slightly.

"Youyou... I... I did something wrong. Ah Ci... didn't want to destroy the world. He wanted to save this sick world."

"And I...I killed him by mistake...with my own hands."

Those eyes, which were glowing with a faint golden light, were filled with layers of mist. Their eyes were full of regret, and a tear slid down their cheeks.

Tong Huanyou was surprised that she still remembered the memories before the world was reshaped.

But this could help her.

The heroine is the center of this story.

She grabbed Song Yingyue's wrist and said anxiously: "Sister Song, he saved the world, we should save him!"

Song Yingyue shook her head helplessly, her eyes dim, and said in a sad voice: "How can we save it? After the Chaos Ruins began to reshape, it no longer exists."

Tong Huanyou heard this and moved his eyes left and right, trying hard to recall the entire plot of the book in his mind.

Every book has holes, big or small.

Suddenly, an idea came to me.

In the subtle corner of her memory, she found an insignificant plot.

"If I remember correctly, the prize for the champion in the previous monster catching competition was the Bolan Bowl." Her eyes were full of hope.

Song Yingyue suddenly realized, with a look of confusion on her face: "But it is a magical weapon to suppress evil."

Tong Huanyou said firmly, "But there is also a legend that it can change destiny. Its origin was recorded in the library of Song Family Villa."

Every prop in the book must have its use!

Song Yingyue was slightly startled: "Why are you..."

Tong Huanyou saw her hesitation and tried to calm down her anxious mood, saying, "Sister Song, we don't have that much time to ask why."

Song Yingyue understood immediately after hearing this, and she quickly formed seals with her hands, with golden light flowing in her palms.

"Transmit objects across the mountains, move!"

After a while, the golden light dissipated.

The blue-glowing boran platinum appeared in the palm of Song Yingyue's hand.

Upon seeing this, Tong Huanyou anxiously shouted to the system in his heart: System, tell me how to use this prop to save him!

[System: Host, the setting of Bolanbo changing destiny has never been enabled in this book, so it cannot be used. ]

Tong Huanyou's finger bones crackled and his eyes widened: Since it has this setting, it must be usable!

[System: Host, you can use your points to redeem the plot item opening talisman. ]

Tong Huanyou: How many points do you have now?

[System: The current plot score is 93.]

Tong Huanyou: Change! Change directly!

[System: OK, host, please confirm the exchange of plot props. ]

As soon as he finished speaking, an electronic blue screen appeared in front of Tong Huanyou.

There was a yellow paper talisman on it, and there were still two options below, Confirm and Cancel.

Tong Huanyou pressed the confirm button without hesitation.

Then the code flashed and the electronic screen suddenly disappeared.

[System: The plot path opening talisman was used successfully, and the remaining points are 6.]

Tong Huanyou had no time to care about the fact that so many points were deducted at once, and said anxiously: Why don’t you tell me how to use it quickly!

【System: Take the last vestige of Yu Qingci's soul that remains in the world and nourish it in the Bo Lan Platinum.】

Then look for the place in the world that is closest to the sun and the moon, and use the twelve constellations to gather the spirits of the sun and the moon.

Only then can he recall the fragments of his soul scattered throughout the world and change his destiny.

Host, as for when he will wake up, I cannot be sure. 】

Tong Huanyou didn't care and said firmly: As long as we can save him, it's fine.

Song Yingyue looked at her blankly for a long time in silence, then gestured in the air, her face full of confusion.

After coming to his senses, Tong Huanyou immediately repeated the instructions to Song Yingyue.

Song Yingyue's expression was slightly solemn: "But Ah Ci's soul has dissipated..."