BOSS is working hard

"Boss is forced to work hard" Author: Fei Lan Luoqi

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This article is also known as: "The Hard Life of BOSS" "Please allow me to give God a middle finger"

When I woke up, I realized that I had time-traveled sadly. God X said that if he wanted to go back, he had to do a task.

From then on, I embarked on the road of finding the "protagonist" to hook up with the protagonist, accumulating experience with the protagonist to become a BOSS, and then giving the protagonist a head.

God X said: "Your task is to fight monsters and upgrade together with the protagonist, accumulate experience to become a boss, and then let the protagonist step on you to reach the pinnacle of life."

A certain exile: "Then I can go back?"

God X (laughs): "Let's talk about it after you finish the mission and come to me alive."

A banished: "..." (#‵′) protruding

Demining: slow heat; pseudo time travel; both the protagonist and the author have abandoned the treatment series.

Content tags: Traveling through time and space, encountering the flower season and the rainy season, feeling lost

Search keywords: Protagonist: Zhuang Jingxie (Yu Wu)┃Supporting roles: Ran Yunjie, X God, Zhuang Ning, etc.┃Others: time travel, plot flow, big villain, golden finger

[-]. Wedge, beginning?end?

On Rulan's vast endless land, there is a place that does not belong to any faction. It is located in the middle of Rulan's world, interspersed in the territory of Rulan's four major forces. People who practice Taoism in Rulan call it - Miexian!

The terrain of Miexian is like a valley, and it is tens of thousands of miles long, but it is a forbidden place for all ascetics, just like its name "Miexian". An abnormal gathering of tens of thousands of people!

There were tens of thousands of people of all kinds, men, women and children, all of them were under pressure, but they were all vigilant as if they were facing a big enemy, and they gritted their teeth and looked at a person surrounded by them in the center.

A young man dressed in plain brocade clothes, with long hair like ink, but with an indifferent temperament like a banished fairy wrapped in purple black flames and wearing a silver mask.

The young man looked indifferent, looking at the tens of thousands of people surrounding him but nothing changed, as if those people were just believers who came to worship him!

Then his gaze swept across the crowd, and he easily found the familiar figure.

That person didn't want him to die like the others around him, but lowered his head slightly and clenched his fists, gritting his teeth in pain and forbearance, and didn't even care if his lip was bitten.

The brocade-clothed young man wrapped in purple-black flames sighed incredulously, his lips squirmed slightly but did not make a sound, but the painfully bowed man suddenly raised his head and looked at the young man in disbelief. , but he found that he was immobilized at some point, unable to move or speak!

The young man withdrew his gaze and slightly curled his lips, then raised his hand and slowly took off the silver mask on his face, revealing his peerless features that had been concealed, everyone gasped in amazement, and some even lost their minds.

The young man put away his mask, raised his head arrogantly and looked down at the people around him in a contemptuous manner, and his voice as cold as a spring, like the sound of heaven, resounded faintly but with endless coercion.

"Gu believes that he has never done anything harmful to the world in his life, but he doesn't want to be regarded as a cancer by the whole Rulan cultivator because he is possessed by the 'Ghost Flame'. The power of Danone will besiege the lonely in the 'Mie Xian'."

The young man sighed and shook his head helplessly and said: "You really think highly of Gu, but Gu has just advanced to the middle level of Linxian, why do you welcome Gu with such a battle?"

At this time, the haggard old man with bright hair shouted: "Gong Wuya! From the moment you were born with the name of Gong and the Nether Flame, you are destined to be a person who will bring disaster to the world!" You are the only cultivator who has broken through to the Immortal Realm for tens of thousands of years, but you have fallen into the way of demons, and you want to rule the world and make the world's living beings miserable, and we will kill you here today even if we die together with you!"

"Hehe." The young man lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, then waved his sleeves and raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you also know that Gu is the only Linxian strongman in ten thousand years, do you think you can defeat Gu by just relying on numbers?"

The old man was speechless at the sarcasm, and his expression turned pale.

On the other hand, Gong Wuya casually brushed the hair around his ears, and sighed helplessly, "Forget it, anyway, I'm just working for others, so I have to hold on to this headband, otherwise it won't stand out. The protagonist's cheating, I guess I can go back after this time, that's fine." The young man's muttering was not heard by anyone.

Putting down his hands, Gong Wuya made a sudden attack, and in an instant, hundreds of people had been knocked down before everyone could react. When those hundreds of people cried out in pain or fainted and fell to the ground, everyone came back to their senses, but they were all in a mess.

The higher the cultivation level of the Yuanling master, the greater the gap in strength, let alone the Linxian great ability that has not been released for thousands of years?

Linxian was supposed to be able to defeat ten thousand enemies, and this was the last hurdle before becoming an immortal. How could a mere third-rank, second-rank, and first-rank power be the opponent of Linxian middle-level Gong Wuya?

When they were in disarray, Gong Wuya easily knocked down hundreds of people again in a few breaths. After doing this for several times, more than a thousand people have lost their fighting ability, plus those who were seriously injured. When they finally stabilized In the end, there are only more than 8000 people who can continue to fight against the enemy.

Seeing Gong Wuya's ferociousness, everyone was terrified, but they still gritted their teeth and did not retreat due to the large number of people.

Seeing that they had readjusted their state, if Gong Wuya really started to fight, he would put away his carelessness, secretly adjusted his inner breath and summoned a huge but invisible spirit beast.

The two sides roared for a while and then began the dark century war!

With one against ten thousand, even if Gong Wuya is the big devil in the eyes of the world, this battle is destined to be recorded in the annals of history.

It's just that in this battle, there was one person who was wrapped in dazzling golden light and stood motionless on the periphery, unable to speak.

He didn't care about the cracks and bleeding in the corner of his eyes when he watched the battle on the field, but his eyes kept chasing the plain figure, and the almost desperate cry in his heart was of no avail.

Gong Wuya, who was fighting side by side with the giant beast in the arena, was still distracted and complained while fighting, and didn't know if they would hang up first or he would hang up now when fighting with so many people?I don't know if he will be thrown under the [-]th floor of hell and fried after killing too many people after he dies, even though he is helping that unscrupulous God X...

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !It's so annoying, shit!

If Lao Tzu is given another chance, labor and capital will definitely not agree to the request of the River Crab God!

Madan!

Angry in his heart, Gong Wuya's strikes became more and more ruthless, everywhere he passed was a river of casualties and blood.

This battle lasted for seven days and seven nights. Tens of thousands of powerful people suffered heavy casualties. Although Gong Wuya was also covered in bruises, he was red-eyed. Even if his body was exhausted, he couldn't hide that he had turned into a Shura and that violent killing. Heart.

According to later records, nine tenths of the third-rank to first-rank powers fell in this battle, and the remaining one-tenth was saved because of the arrival of another Linxian who appeared out of thin air. In the end, everyone worked together to end the bloodthirsty demon The head palace has no boundaries.

Although this battle was won by righteous way, righteous way also paid an unimaginable price in order to eliminate the devil.More than 9000 third-rank to first-rank people died in that battle, and the cultivation system of the Rulan Continent instantly regressed for thousands of years before slowly recovering.

Gong Wuya was scolded by the world in later generations, and another Linxian great power who suddenly fell from the sky during the battle disappeared after the battle.Some people say that he has ascended to become a fairy, while others say that he is a fairy sent down from heaven to save all living beings and suffering.

There are many speculations, but who knows the real truth.

This battle is known in history as the Battle of Meteor Immortals.

[-]. Peat's "wish come true"!

In the eighth year of Yu'an, under the common governance of Mingjun and virtuous ministers, Dongxia Kingdom flourished and flourished, presenting a scene of peace and prosperity.

And there is a "celebrity" in the capital. People living in the capital can say that they don't know what he looks like, but there is no one who doesn't know his name and various deeds.People in the capital call him "the first son of the capital".

But this is not a good title, because it is not a compliment, but because he is the "No.

It is said that this "No. [-] waste son" is said to be a noble man, the young son of the Wang family who faces the east.

He was born with a dignified appearance, handsome and elegant, but unfortunately he is a straw bag with a golden appearance and a rotten fluff.Empty has a noble status and a handsome face, but because his mother and concubine died early, his father is too lazy to care about him. On weekdays, he only hooks up with the dudes in Beijing and fools around all day long, doing some embarrassing things. His reputation is hard to say Smelly.

And now Yu Wu is in a lot of pain, because he is now the "No. [-] Prince of the Capital"——Zhuang Jing.

Yu Wu felt that his heart was going to be broken, Dong Lin Shizi... Shizi... son...

"Persimmon" peat!fall!

Obviously, before going to bed yesterday, all of them were freshly baked "fresh" interns who had just come to work a few days ago.As soon as I woke up this morning, I was told that I was the "persimmon" of the Donglin Wang family of the Eastern Xia Dynasty? !

Oh beat!

This must be a dream, right?

Yu Wu looked at his hand, raised it slowly for a while, and then greeted his face.If this is a dream, he must be able to wake up, he thought in his heart.

"Papapapapapa..." The crisp applause was particularly abrupt in this spacious and silent bedroom.

And just when Yu Wu was struggling to wake himself up, his hands were numb and his face was numb, and he was about to vomit blood, when a startled sound came from his ear.