There are always authors who commit crimes against the wind

Lu Cangyan lay on the ground and slightly adjusted to the dark environment in the hall.Cheng Che must have thrown him into some tightly surrounded corner, and he seemed to be able to feel the texture of a light veil caressing his skin when he lifted his face.

——I don’t know where the plot of the illusion has come to… Speaking of which, how should the illusion be broken?

Thinking hard to no avail, Lu Cangyan sighed and planned to take a step forward, but when she raised her eyes, she saw a woman's face with her eyes plucked out and her face stained with blood through a pale curtain!

Lu Cangyan fought all over her body, bit her lip tightly so as not to cry out.

Cheng Che was obviously also outside the veil at the moment, but Lu Cangyan saw that his dragon soap boots were lifted at random, and kicked the tragic death woman's head off the veil with one kick, leaving only two hideous spots dripping from the eye sockets. Bloodstains still cling to the white gauze.

Lu Cangyan swallowed her saliva, and regretted writing all the scenes so deeply for the first time.

——Fuck no longer scare readers in the middle of the night! ! !

"Thief! Killing the father and the king! Die badly!!!!"

Lu Cangyan was thinking about this in her heart, when a familiar female voice suddenly resounded through the pillars, breaking the silence.

Lu Cangyan recognized it, and although her clearness had settled a lot, she could still detect that the person who said this was the purple-edged girl who was with her earlier.

Boss Cheng Che apparently perfectly inherited the indifference bestowed on him by the author in the illusion, turning a deaf ear to all kinds of abuse.

"Are you all ready?"

His voice is calm.

Someone at the bottom replied: "Everything is ready."

Lu Cangyan thought he should have nodded.

Although I remember the big plot perfectly, these small details, such as how Cheng Che activated the Yin-Yang formation, are so old that they are unfamiliar to the author of the entire masterpiece of "Not Crazy".

After all, everyone likes to watch the male protagonist rise and beat his face. Lu Cangyan carefully prepared and edited the text many times at the end of the full text.

——but... The illusions are all derived from the emotional memory of the recruiter. I forgot what I have forgotten. Is it true that I have to fight against it as I replace the heroine?

Lu Cangyan felt chills all over her body, and was about to fight, relying on the great perseverance that she had written Wen Xiuxian until 03:30 in the morning to fight against the phantom array, but there was a squeak outside the gauze, obviously pushing something up.

There was a woman crying miserably one after another, and the hall was completely silent, making the crying sound particularly ear-piercing and terrifying.

Lu Cangyan heard Cheng Che say calmly: "Kill them all."

"No!!! Your Highness!!! Don't kill the slaves!!!"

Waves of hoarse crying and roaring broke out suddenly, even if Lu Cangyan didn't see it with her own eyes, Lu Cangyan's scalp was numb due to the chaotic sound effects.

There was the bang of the wooden fence being shaken with both hands, the clink of nails and jade bracelets slamming on the ground, and the puff of sharp objects entering the body.

The group of sounds is indescribable, but together they are harmonious and chilling.

So when the last sound of flesh hitting the ground was heard, the entire hall, which was obviously full of people, was so eerily quiet that only the sound of blood splashing was left.

Cheng Che then continued: "There are more."

This time the crying was obviously much lower, and it was obvious that these palace servants and officials had already recognized their fate.

Another brutal unilateral slaughter.

Some young monks who were bound to the temple were already sobbing.

Cheng Che was obviously still dissatisfied: "Not enough, continue."

The weeping voices of a large group of women filled the ears again, this time there was no sound of wheels, it seemed that they were escorted in directly.

Suddenly, a woman's charming silver bell rang out:

"Little Che'er is obviously inexperienced. If you kill them all alone, most of the Yin Qi will remain in your body and you will lose most of it. How long will it take to fill up the formation?"

Cheng Che was stunned, and quickly saluted to the demon cultivators who were invisible but obviously many: "Nine City Lords."

Jiu Biyin said boredly: "Just salute when you meet, it's really boring. Why don't I teach you how to kill these little pets in a fun way, and how about stimulating the Yin Qi to the maximum?"

Lu Cangyan was carried away by these words, and suddenly remembered many bad settings.

Cheng Che said calmly: "Thank you, the city lord, for your enlightenment."

Jiu Biyin grinned and said: "Why are you being polite, each takes what he needs, and he will return to the same place. I only teach once, too much work will damage my temperament."

The sound of tailing Hua's heavy clothes scraping the ground slowly passed, only to hear a maidservant's exclamation, obviously it was unlucky to be picked.

Jiu Biyin dragged the person to the center of the hall, as if he was really discussing the way of acting: "There are also particularities in killing and bloodletting. Women, the most important thing is the skin on the face. The more people feel sad, the more afraid they are. The more blood, the tastier the blood, you just need to..."

puff!

A sound of skin peeling was heard slightly, and the maidservant let out an inhuman howl of pain.

"Just destroy her face, the pain is very mouthwatering."

Cheng Che's voice was still extremely calm: "Nine City Masters have the power of gods and ghosts, I'm afraid they can't do it alone in a short period of time."

Jiu Biyin smiled: "It's not easy to save time. I see that you mortals are not familiar with gouging eyes and ears. These methods are also very good!"

As she spoke, it seemed as if she had directly gouged out the two eyes of the maidservant. The woman let out a whimper of extreme pain, but her mouth was blocked, and she could not let out a cry.

Lu Cangyan would rather not know what she used to gag the victim.

"It's still a waste." Jiu Biyin regretted, "It's a pity that there are no good things to refresh the mind here, otherwise she won't be able to faint, and she can play it more thoroughly."

Apparently tired, there was a sound of a sharp weapon cutting through flesh and blood, and Jiu Biyin said casually: "Just like this, if His Royal Highness likes it, you can try it."

Cheng Che seemed to think about it seriously, so he said lightly: "Thank you, the city lord, for your guidance. How about cutting off the hands of these people first?"

The flowers and branches of Nine Devouring Sounds trembled wildly, and the demonic energy in his hands was rampant, but the screams of the roof being overturned suddenly broke out.

"So? The effect seems to be good."

Cheng Che seemed to nod, "Then continue to kill them all."

Obtaining instructions from above, those who did the work this time were obviously a lot more cruel. All of a sudden, the bones were broken, the flesh was divided, the tendons were bleeding, and the tone of crying and mourning lingered for a long time. See the red mist clearly.

Many monks have already begun to curse regardless of their image.

The Nine Devouring Voice released its coercion, and calmed down like this: "The harmony of yin and yang in this formation is extremely high, and the cathode side, I don't worry about the number being insufficient, but this quality is only a group of hairy girls, but it is not the same as the one you use as the yang vein." The blood of a monk is not worthy."

Cheng Che said: "It doesn't bother the city lord, there is no shortage of noble women in the world."

These words were especially clear in the quiet hall where needles could be heard, but they were also extraordinarily ruthless and cruel.

He beckoned, and rows of coffins were carried into the hall.

"...The first emperor died, but the Heavenly Palace was lonely, and the concubines couldn't bear the loneliness of father and emperor."

Cheng Che paused, "So we will drink dove wine together with the Queen Mother, but I hope to accompany you."

His voice was already clean, but when he said these words at this moment, it seemed that he was really sad: "My son is not filial, and I can't persuade you. The heart of the empress dowager and the concubine is embarrassing. Shangquan Palace, in order to reunite with the late emperor in Tianzhou as soon as possible."

He looked around: "This trip, this path, moves the heavens and the earth, holy family Ziwei."

"Therefore." He raised his hands, but his eyebrows and eyes drooped, "Heaven descended from the crown prince, and the crown prince inspired the will of heaven, put his hands down, cultivated and ascended, proved the Tao and became immortal, passed down through the ages, and become a wise king of a generation."

There was a burst of crisp applause, Jiu Biyin seemed to really appreciate it, but he said earnestly: "Okay! Okay! Cruel, unscrupulous, proficient in heresy, ruthless! In fact, without spiritual roots, you can also practice with me Mo Dao, why should he suffer the resentment of Lao Shizi who was reborn and struck by lightning?"

Her voice was very bright: "As long as you wish, I can be the master and lead you to practice my magic sect holy law, Mahayana ascends, unifies the mountains and rivers, just around the corner! What's so good about cultivating immortals! 360 lines, extreme realms can become gods!"

Jiu Biyin seemed to be very sure that Cheng Che would be tempted, so when the man said lightly, "I must cultivate immortality", she was really taken aback.

"Idiot."

She clicked her tongue and sighed, "You have so much demons in your heart, cultivating immortals may not have any good results."

Cheng Che remained silent.

There was only silence in the entire Shangquan Palace, only the muffled sound of the coffin being opened and the corpse being moved out, so that people would not think that time was standing still.

Jiu Biyin smiled dumbly: "Oh, let's not talk about this, anyway, Yangguan Road is a single-plank bridge, and the great cause is successful, you and I will get what we want, so we don't care what we do."

Cheng Che said neither humble nor overbearing: "Thank you, the city lord, for your fulfillment."

Jiu Biyin giggled and said, "Thank you for what I did, it's just a bunch of people... Did you choose that container?"

Cheng Che said, "Nine Yin Physiques."

"Good luck." Jiu Biyin was very interested, "I didn't expect to have such a physique."

Cheng Che hummed, causing Jiu Biyin to tease again.She took a few steps lazily, and said softly, "Since that's the case, I won't stay here any longer. Remember to hand in the things after the matter is done."

Cheng Che said, "Of course I won't forget."

Jiu Biyin was satisfied, and immediately ordered a group of demon cultivators to cooperate, and the bells swayed all over his body, he must have left.

Without the suppression of the great power of the transformation stage, the monks present could finally criticize and curse again.

Cheng Che seemed to be still immersed in the conversation with Jiu Biyin just now, turning a deaf ear to his surroundings.

After a long time, when even those with self-cultivation were scolding dry, he seemed to have some big idea, and calmly ordered:

"Bring those two up."

—Bring those two up!

Lu Cangyan's trembling and emptied thoughts suddenly withdrew.

He was very impressed by this sentence!It was this sentence that became popular in almost all forum posts at the beginning, and almost became synonymous with "death and new creation".

It is from this sentence that Lu Cangyan's novel truly begins the wild journey of brutally destroying the hero's original will!

People send a new idiom "play with the belt"!

Lu Cangyan groaned, and shook her dazed head vigorously.

He knows that the whole world revolves around the hero, so the key to breaking the illusion must also be the hero!

Resisting the trembling calf like after watching a horror and violent movie, Lu Cangyan limped and limped on the gap between the white gauze, barely able to see the scene in the center of Shangquan Palace.

Finally, a man and a woman stood in the center of the hall after being roughly pushed and shoved.

Lu Cangyan raised her head to look, and saw that the 19-year-old Fang Jibai in the original drama was obviously not the immature look seen outside. After the already ingenious facial features were opened, they were even more profound and colorful, attracting attention.

Even though she knelt down and called Dad for Cheng Che's tricks in her heart at this time, Lu Cangyan couldn't help admiring:

He's so handsome, if you don't hit him in the face, who will you hit?

At this time, Fang Jibai in the center of the hall had already spoken, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear the Kouquan Feiyu mentioned in the original text.

He said with difficulty:

"... Let my senior sister go, and I'll be a blood donor."

Cheng Che said calmly, "That's why you thought I caught you?"

Fang Jibai's face was pale, and he was obviously holding his last breath: "Let her go...!"

The young man in black took a step forward, and his originally solemn and elegant appearance suddenly came alive in the possession of the actor.

He grabbed Luo Wuyuan's slender throat, until the unrealistically beautiful face slipped out from the hair.

"Don't you know how valuable your good senior sister is?"

He smiled wickedly, stretched out his hand to hold a lock of the other's hair, pretended to be intoxicated and sniffed: "As long as I go to the bliss of cloud, rain and bliss with her, my wish of more than 20 years can be easily fulfilled.

……you say. "

"Will I let her go?"

He raised his hand with a cold smile, and when he saw that he was about to stab Fang Jibai's shoulder with a sword and forcibly snatch away Luo Wuyuan, a divine sense so strong that it almost collapsed the illusion suddenly swept up, and murderous intentions appeared everywhere! ! !

——Wow, there are still people in the illusion!

Lu Cangyan couldn't care less about being interrupted while she was relishing, her face became tense in an instant!

That billowing thought force is overwhelming, it is as calm as the stars and the sea, and my mental power at the Nascent Soul level is like a boat on the bottom of the waves, and I can't even raise it at all!

——Crossing Tribulation?No!Mahayana?Ascend! !Why did he meet such a terrifying character in the illusion of the early stage of the plot? Wow Kaka! !

Feeling that her soul and body in the illusion were about to be shattered, Lu Cangyan bit the tip of her tongue and opened her eyes wide to see who was coming.

A black corner of the clothes that was as heavy as the dark universe suddenly tore out from mid-air.

It was different from Cheng Che's black palace uniform, which was deliberately solemn and solemn.The visitor was really just dressed in simple black, pure and clean.The ultimate night is also the last touch of corruption that engulfs the dawn.

Lu Cangyan suddenly had cold hands and feet.

——Reviewing the full text, he boasts that he has written many characters who like to wear black clothes, but there is only one person who can wear a black single shirt with the meaning of destroying everything, and there can only be one person.

He couldn't take his eyes off it, and finally waited until the black-clothed figure was proud of the sky.

The long hair raised by the powerful divine sense was in a wild posture, but the man only lowered his eyes, but the familiar movements made Lu Cang look like he had fallen into the abyss.

——Huanxiao World Honored One.

——Fang Jibai.

The author has something to say: the winter vacation will make my heart feel uncomfortable, and the author is allowed to go to bed early to calm down the excitement (fear) in my heart, so there will be no theater today.

——bytheway, the plot of this chapter is stuck too well hahahaha the suspense creation is too successful hahahaha I hope you don’t miss me too much hahahaha! !