My Future Diary Can’t Be Perfect

The murder game set up by the desperate writer this time can be said to be the result of careful design, and he spent a lot of thought on the name of the game.

Jedi Tiantong.

This was originally a method used by superhumans when they released the kingdom, but it was used by desperate writers to hint at the truth of their game.

The gap between the original and the original is like the difference between heaven and earth. And the transcendent becoming primordial is equivalent to ascending from the earth to the sky. The murder game of a desperate writer is aimed at making Xun Xi lose his human essence, so that he can no longer become the original, which undoubtedly cuts off Xun Xi's way to the sky.

So it is called Jedi Tiantong.

Desperate writers have made up their minds, and when their plan is successful, they will use this name to mock Xun Xi, thus showing their superior IQ.

However, I never imagined that it would turn out like this in the end.

【....It was my fault? 】

【impossible! 】

After a brief self-doubt, the desperate writer immediately refuted: [You left your body in the inn by suicide when you were in the Ghost Gate Inn? 】

【This is not right! 】

[According to the design of the Ghost Gate Inn, even if you commit suicide, your body should be detached in the end. Unless the design of the inn is changed by someone...]

【....what. 】

"It seems that you have reacted too." Xun Xi smiled slightly: "The design of the time loop of the Ghost Gate Inn was originally the result of Gouhuo's design. How could you naively think that that guy would be so selfless and help the Ghost Gate Inn to strengthen it. But you don't do anything at all?"

(See Chapter 253 for details)

[But it doesn't make sense. 】Desperate writers still can't understand: 【No matter what, it's a thing of the past, he thought of this day in advance? 】

【impossible. 】

[He is not me, and it is impossible to predict the future. 】

"you're right."

Xun Xi nodded when he heard the words, and then chuckled: "But this kind of trivial matter doesn't need to predict the future at all, it's just a simple plan for a rainy day."

When the words fell, Xun Xi recalled the memory picture he saw in Gouhuo's mind through the fire of memory when he was in the game before: that was when he followed Zhou Zhiyuan to travel around Yanzhou, during which he came to the Ghost Gate Inn, and then met Zhou Zhiyuan. With Yuan's help, the memory of the Ghost Gate Inn was strengthened.

"That guy was always suspicious."

"His body was arbitrarily transformed by Zhou Zhiyuan. He was very worried about this, so he decided to give up his body altogether."

"That's why the seal is reinforced."

"From that time on, he was sure that you would use the trap he designed, or rather it was designed for you to trick me."

Having said that, Xun Xi smiled even more happily.

Because from this memory, it is very likely that Gouhuo knew from the very beginning that the trap of the desperate writer had no impression on him, so what he wanted to do in the game was actually other small actions. It was only interrupted by his own shot, no wonder he was half-dead with anger at that time.

Because that shot was a waste of money.

But it doesn't matter, Xun Xi is cool anyway. As for gou goods....cough.

Not to mention for now.

But on the other hand, the mood of the desperate writer is obviously not so beautiful, only to see the golden swash characters on the black book appear and then delete them.

Then came a series of ellipses.

In the end, everything disappeared and stayed on two words.

【Oh shit. 】

She cursed.

The desperate writer at this time was very conflicted. On the one hand, she was very angry that she had shot herself in the foot. But on the other hand, this is in line with her "aesthetics", which makes her a little dark, and the two emotions are intertwined. In short -

Pain and happiness.

【....never mind. 】

[At least the goal of the first step has been achieved. The ghost of Gouhuo has already been killed by me, so it is not that there is no gain at all. 】

The desperate writer consoled himself.

Xun Xi smiled softly when she heard the words, and did not interrupt her understandingly.

Soon afterward, as if to regain the place, the handwriting of the desperate writer reappeared: [And there is still a long time in the future between you and me. 】

[At this point in time, Yanzhou is estimated to be in chaos. 】

[You said yes, Xu Junfang. 】

"Um?"

Xun Xi raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, and immediately looked at Xu Junfang. Under his gaze, Xu Junfang, who was already in despair at the moment, just twitched the corners of his mouth without any explanation. However, Xun Xi would not be polite to him, the fire of memory ignited, and directly began to search for his memory.

Xu Junfang did not resist.

He is completely open.

After retrieving Xu Junfang's memory, Xun Xi couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes, and the joy of winning was reduced a lot at this moment.

the reason is simple.

"How dare you do such a thing..."

Before today, Xu Junfang never thought that his plan would fail, so he opened champagne at halftime and prepared his follow-up plans. According to his vision, after the end of human spiritualization, all primordial things will be severely damaged, and that will be a new era.

The people of the new age will compete for the primordial of the new age.

New blood is needed for this.

In addition, he will definitely be chased by Tu Su frantically at that time. He doesn't want to die, so he also hopes that someone can come to protect him at that time.

For example, in the era of great reunification, the nine last generation spirits who were suppressed by the ancient Jingwei Division with the fingers of the corpse immortals.

............

Jingfu City, Jingwei Division headquarters.

As all those who came to attack were dealt with in one breath by Commissioner Nio, the "Educational Nation" from outside Yanzhou stopped them from being silently eliminated by passers-by of Commissioner.

Jing Weisi regained his calm again.

However, just when the members of the research institute returned, and the superhuman commissioners were patrolling around to maintain stability, someone came uninvited.

"Fairy Wood"

It was an old man.

He was wearing a researcher's white lab coat, with a white beard, and his exposed palms had dense scars. Every step he took was rigid and serious. He was clearly walking in the crowd, but he was strangely out of place, but everyone didn't notice his existence~www.readwn.com~ da da..."

The chaotic footsteps were mixed with the surrounding footsteps, but if you listen carefully, you will find that the footsteps and the number of people are actually not consistent.

He walked through the crowd.

He entered the building.

Finally, he came to a courtyard with red tiles and gold bricks, pushed open the courtyard door, and a nine-dragon shadow wall stood in front of him, blocking his path.

But he didn't stop.

As he continued to move forward, four figures suddenly appeared on the left and right sides of him. Each of the four figures was wearing the impermanence clothes in folklore, holding a mourning stick in his hand, and wearing an impermanence hat on his head. Each draws a big character, and together they form an idiom:

【Unhindered travel】

"Clap."

The four impermanence stood on a road, and the old man passed through them, as if he had passed through some invisible obstacle, and came to a new building in a blink of an eye.

"Here it is, library."

Raising his head, the corners of the old man's eyes moved slightly, and the four figures beside him disappeared. And at this moment, the shadow under his feet was continuously elongated and expanded along the sunlight, as if a black lake was surging. Finally, from the shadow, one after another figure slowly walked out.

Without exception, they all do impermanence.

It's just that the impermanence caps on their heads have different handwritings written on them, and these handwritings are combined to form a completely different spirit.

Among them, the most powerful are the four impermanences standing around the old man.

【pregnancy】

【old】

【sick】

【die】

Four impermanence surrounded the old man in the middle, and there were dozens or hundreds of deadly ghosts around. The old man stood among them, like the king of ghosts.

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