The days of being a writer in a different world

【…At the same time, he assassinated the tiger and entered the water to attack the dragon.Jiao floats or disappears, and travels for tens of miles, wherever it goes. 】

Amidst the violent neighing of Taotie, even though Cheng Chen exhausted all his strength, his voice was like a faint candle in a strong wind, so weak that it was as small as dust.

He has no distracting thoughts in his mind, and he fully integrates into the situation of the hero beheading the evil dragon, using his mind as the guide, shaking the aura of the world.

A fierce and chivalrous man with bare chest and breasts, holding a long knife, jumped out from between the thin paper.His eyes were like copper bells, he stared all over the place, he saw the ferocious beast not far away that was raising its hooves and baring its teeth, and Cheng Lang who was blood dripping from his back and still refused to give up, stabbing its vitals.

Zhou Chu raised his head to the sky and laughed wildly, and shouted angrily in Cheng Chen's sea of ​​consciousness: "What a beast! Look at Grandpa's tricks!"

He strode forward in the void, and in an instant, it turned into a silver streamer, hitting Cheng Lang!

The big wolf suddenly raised his head and trembled, the white flames on his body suddenly rose half a foot high, and the phantom shadows of the evil men around Cheng Lang shrouded behind Cheng Lang, and instantly turned into a silver blade light and attached to the long dagger.Immediately, the short mutiny turned into a long spear, and a two-foot-long aura blade grew out.

Cheng Lang didn't waste a second. Immediately, his legs clamped around Taotie's neck, and he stood up halfway, holding the spirit blade tightly with both hands. With a roar, he swung the blade straight to the top of the monster with all his strength.

It was like a hot knife being inserted into the butter, without a sound, the spiritual blade pierced through the top of Taotie's skull in an instant, and the long blade completely sank into the ferocious and huge animal head, leaving only The dagger body a few centimeters long still remained on top of the monster's head.

Taotie let out a horrific hiss, and stood up madly, bumping around, Cheng Lang took the opportunity to turn over, rolled seventeen or eight times in embarrassment, and hid far away.

This blow must be fatal, he already knew it.

The bluestone floor that had cracked long cracks and piled up chaotically was almost overturned by the howling and rolling Taotie, and it was on the verge of falling. Suddenly, it stood frozen in the center of the stone floor, and the roar stopped abruptly.

On the huge head was inserted the dagger that was almost imperceptibly small compared to it. The thick green liquid covered up the face of Taotie, and the distorted and painful expression finally condensed on this human-like but not human face. On the face of the beast.

The animal body like a hill fell slowly, and finally collapsed with a bang, landing heavily, stirring up gravel and snow.

Cheng Lang supported his injured body, limped to the side of Taotie's corpse, climbed onto the big head with difficulty, and pulled out the dagger forcefully.

A drop of golden-red blood with hints of green in it slowly floated up from the narrow wound on the beast's head, suspended in the air, flew up instantly, and sank into Cheng Lang's body.

Cheng Lang breathed a sigh of relief, his hands softened, and he rolled to the ground again with a "bang". He struggled to get up and go to Cheng Chen, but two pairs of big feet walked slowly to block his way.

Cheng Chen was feeling weak all over, watching with joy and worry that the big wolf, under the blessing of "Zhou Chu" Wenling, killed Taotie, absorbed the "divine blood", and fell to the ground covered with bruises.

The next moment, two figures appeared in front of his eyes, his heart froze instantly, and a biting cold current poured from the top door to the bottom of his feet.

Zhu Chaofeng and Li Qiuzhi.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Zhu Chaofeng turned his head, and smiled softly at Cheng Chen, who was kneeling on the ground in embarrassment, with a gray and ghostly face.Turning back again, he stared sideways at "Jiazi" who was prostrate on the ground, and said pleasantly: "Oh! You are awesome. I thought that with your strength, you should die with this beast at most. I didn't expect little Cheng Chen to be so Powerful, with the blessing of Mingfu's head spirit, you actually let you kill this failed antique trash with only serious injuries. Tsk tsk! I'm really surprised."

He shook his head, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Thanks for your hard work, you took the trouble to collect more than half of the 'divine blood', and leave the next thing to me!"

With a stretch of his right hand, he suddenly grabbed Cheng Lang's neck, and with a strong lift, he lifted Big Wolf up into the air.The tiger's mouth gradually tightened, Cheng Lang was seriously injured, and he was powerless to resist at all. He was held in his hand like a heavy sack, and he could only struggle slightly.

Big Wolf's face was bruised from suffocation, his veins were bulging, his eyes were bulging, and he seemed to be bleeding. His hands were powerlessly resting on Zhu Chaofeng's surprisingly strong wrists, and he moved them a few times with the last of his strength. not moving.

His eyes slowly turned to Cheng Chen's direction, his divine light faded away, his green eyes moved, and finally closed.

...my little meat bun.

Cheng Chen dragged his stiff and cold body, rolled and crawled forward desperately, there was only one thought left in his mind, go to him, even if we die, let's die together!

Zhu Chaofeng casually looked at Cheng Chen, who was wriggling like a bug, smiled indifferently, and told Li Qiuzhi: "Drag him away, don't be frightened, you'll be so frightened, I'll clean it up after I've dealt with it. The soul that pierced through the crystal wall of the universe looks so delicious, you must enjoy it slowly so as not to waste it!"

Before finishing this sentence, the body that was almost stiff in his hands trembled slightly, Zhu Chaofeng was startled, he let out a "ha" in surprise, and tightened his claws forcefully.

However, at the next moment, "Jai Zi"'s eyes suddenly opened.

Inside the pupils are a pair of golden vertical pupils!

It stared at Zhu Chaofeng coldly, as if looking at an ant who dared to offend the gods, and the breath of death was overflowing from the golden pupils, the majesty was like hell!

Zhu Chaofeng opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and only uttered one word: "You..."

A pair of pitch-black curved sharp claws pierced through his heart in an instant, and then retracted in an instant. On the sharp claws black as night, dark red blood slowly flowed down, splashing a small pool on the snow.

Zhu Chaofeng fell down limply. He stared blankly at the sky and muttered to himself: "It shouldn't be this, this, I'll forget it, cough cough! Why, why is it, it's on you, it's heavy Set, obviously, obviously, cough, cough!..."

He coughed and choked, his chest and lungs were pierced, and blood kept gushing out from the wound and from his mouth, and after a while, there was no sound.

The last drop of pale golden "divine blood" floated up from Zhu Chaofeng's body, and instantly sank into the forehead of "Jazi".

He threw away Zhu Chaofeng's dilapidated body, and looked at Li Qiuzhi who was standing aside.

Li Qiuzhi stared at "Jai Zi" obsessively, muttering something to himself, backed up step by step, and suddenly tripped over the gravel and fell on the snow.He knelt down, piously prostrated himself on the ground, prostrated himself madly, and shouted: "God! Great God Cangjie, your most loyal and devout believer has fulfilled your divine order, and has absorbed the special inheritance with divine blood." The blood of all races, waiting for your rebirth, I beg you to grant me longevity—"

A black light flashed, and Li Qiuzhi was like a chicken whose neck had been cut off, and the sound was cut off with a "goo".

The blood was like a bright red silk, slowly spreading on the crushed gravel and snow.

Li Qiuzhi stared unwillingly, at this moment his neck slowly cracked a long curved opening, like a big laughing mouth.

The grace of God is like the sea, and the spirit blends with the heaven and the earth, and has given you eternal life, and is on par with the heaven and the earth.

Cheng Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and his heart and mind seemed to have been frozen into tofu brains, numb and mushy.

This lizard-eyed wolf turned into a Wolverine is not his lover, not his big-tailed wolf who pretends to be stupid, loves to act like a baby, protects food, and is narrow-minded.

No.

"Jiazi" or "Great Master Cangjie" walked up to Cheng Chen, squatted down, turned his head sideways, stared at Cheng Chen's muddy and blood-stained face, and said, "You did a good job."

He stretched out his hand, but the sharp black claws had been retracted by half, trembling slightly.The golden vertical pupil shrank, and put down his hand again.

"I was in a deep sleep, pulled the star map, broke the crystal wall of the parallel universe, and chose you, the soul, to come to this universe with the ideas accumulated by the intelligent creatures of the entire planet for thousands of years." He stated coldly, without any hint in his tone. Ups and downs.

"Vanity, desire, indifference, cowardice, and recklessness carry the inheritance of nearly half of the planet's main culture for thousands of years. When there are no established constraints, you are like a lucky toad poking out of the swamp mud, I can’t wait to exchange the buried treasure for..."

Cheng Chen ignored his moaning in the second style, and asked directly: "What are you?"

"Jiazi" pursed his lips, his eyes became more indifferent, he was silent for a moment, opened and closed his claws, and said, "My name is Cangjie. I am the guide of civilization on this planet and the main god of mankind."

"Really?" Cheng Chen struggled to sit up, looking straight into his golden eyes, "Without your guidance, the human beings in this world would surely be like ours, relying on themselves step by step, slashing and burning, from Moving towards civilization amidst the thorns and steadily evolving.

You chose humans to guide civilization?Just come up with your writing, spread the inheritance in the human world, separate the human soul from the body, and then let the human use this weird way of "literally enlightening the spirit" to reproduce and inherit?

Why did you choose human beings?Isn't it because this race is the intelligent creature with the most potential to naturally evolve to the top of the planet in this universe?Are you a human god?Ha, without you, human beings will only evolve to be more suitable for the environment of this planet, inherit orderly, survive the fittest, and use their own wisdom and civilization to light the way of evolution.

Aren't you, the so-called god, a conspirator who feeds human beings and tries to collect human souls to achieve unspeakable goals?ah!By the way, in our world, we call such things devils. "

His golden vertical pupils narrowed into a line, his face was livid, his claws were trembling unceasingly, he opened his thin lips, and gritted his teeth to say a few words: "Heretical alien! You will be judged by the gods, let Your body is reduced to ashes, and your soul becomes my nourishment."

Cheng Chen looked at those hands calmly, the black claws had almost completely disappeared, revealing those rough "salty wolf hands" with long fingers and big palms, who always lingered on him and refused to let go even if they were beaten. ".

He smiled, raised his eyes and looked directly at the so-called "Cangjie" god, laughing heartlessly, arrogantly and contemptuously.

"Why didn't you kill me and eat me? And here you go on and on like a menopausal aunt? The villain always dies because of talking too much. This kind of truth doesn't make sense, you, a god, don't understand?! "

Standing up straight unsteadily, Cheng Chen picked up the man's tattered and blood-stained collar, and shouted: "Why are you still dead? Your man is going to be swallowed!"

The golden vertical pupil shrank and trembled violently, but the final winner who could kill the fierce beast, the spirit possessed, and the nine sons of the dragon, was held by the neck by a weak chicken, and he didn't even dare to move a little finger.