I've fucked up all the bosses

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It was the same after the resurrection, and the days were far from being as enjoyable as living in the fantasy kingdom.

In other words, the days without Fucheng by my side are tasteless at all, just like drinking milk tea without sugar, eating hot pot without spicy food, and cooking without salt.

The world built by Fucheng has been named the fantasy kingdom by everyone. People's fear and fear of Fucheng far exceeds their love for him.

In the eyes of some people, Fucheng is like an evil monster that can drag people's consciousness into high-dimensional space.

Regardless of whether he is evil or not, as long as his ability can realize the immortality of human beings, then many people will surrender at the feet of monsters.

Han Songyu and his seniors are doing further development, striving to maximize the benefits.

Fucheng lacked interest at the beginning, and he didn't start to panic until Hua Chao planned to return to the real world. He began to think seriously about what Han Songyu had said to him.

Han Songyu's original words: "When people stay in one place for a long time, they will return to the real world for a while. Haven't you considered earning some pocket money for your little cutie? If you don't make money to support your family, your little cutie will say Maybe he ran away with a rich man."

The real world is not [-]% controllable.

Fucheng began to think seriously about earning money to support his family.

Since there is no human brain that can carry Fucheng's consciousness, he has no way to return to the real world with Hua Chao. For Fucheng, who has a strong desire to control, it is simply a nail in his heart.

When thinking of his lover going to a world beyond his control, Fucheng behaved particularly gloomy and gloomy.

10 minutes after Hua Chao left, the boss entered a state of mania. He destroyed six servers in the AIKING control center in one go, and more than half of the company's computers directly went black.

After Huachao left for an hour, the boss entered a half-dead state. He first invaded all of Huachao's smart devices, and then followed the network system to invade the monitoring equipment in the real world.

Everything Hua Chao did in the real world could not be hidden from his eyes, but it was of no use, the feeling of seeing but not touching made Fu Cheng crazy.

This day was longer for him than the years on the island.

Fucheng deeply felt the loneliness of this world.

A kind of loneliness that cannot be expressed, cannot be solved, and only the tide of flowers can drive away.

He is a king who is in charge of a lonely kingdom. The world he sees is built by himself. He knows that there is a star 500 meters ahead rolling down from the blade of grass, and he knows that there is a spider spinning a web in a dilapidated corner. He knows every speck of dust in this world, and because of that, there is no joy and expectation, no matter how fantastic the scenery is, it is just a bunch of boring data in his eyes.

Only the tide of flowers is fresh, unexpected, and suddenly appears in his world without warning.

So come back quickly my love.

Back to my lonely kingdom.

Hua Chao put on the helmet, and his consciousness returned to the world of Fucheng.

The consciousness of the shuttle was suddenly pulled into a small world. After a burst of dizziness, Hua Chao opened his eyes. At this time, Liuying was flying under the moonlight. inside.

Hua Chao stood up, standing among the endless epiphyllum, the white gauze on his body fluttered slowly in the night wind, as if he was about to become a fairy in the next second.

He was surprised for a long time before he figured out the situation.

Hua Chao transmigrated into an epiphyllum demon—a little flower demon with low strength who had just transformed successfully.

Apart from having a pretty face, he has no advantages. In the Xianxia world where the public security conditions are extremely poor, he is simply a fat fish waiting to be slaughtered.

Hua Chao had to sit on the ground and practice to improve his strength.

On the third day of the flower tide, the epiphyllum turned into a demon, a group of people in black came to the epiphyllum.

The epiphyllum in the world of cultivating immortals has a very long flowering period, and some varieties bloom for hundreds of years. Therefore, under the sun, the epiphyllum here is still juicy.

Of course, the flower demon standing in a field of epiphyllum is the most juicy one.

Before Hua Chao could figure out what was going on, his hands and feet were bound with soft silk by those people, and then he was carefully carried into a cage made of gold by two maids.

The inside of the cage was covered with vermilion velvet, a strange fragrance wafted from the velvet, Hua Chao smelt it after a few mouthfuls and then became limp, and collapsed on the vermilion velvet as if he had no bones.

A group of people stood in front of the cage and looked at him like a rare animal, with amazement in their eyes.

Hua Chao collapsed into a salted fish, silently rolling the dead fish's eyes.

A huge piece of red silk cloth fell from the sky to cover the cage, and a man smiled and said, "The celestial body raised by the master is indeed very beautiful after being transformed into a form. The master's painstaking efforts are not in vain. I think the gift this time should be able to catch the eyes of that person." .”

This is to give him away as an object.

Hua Chao was paralyzed in the cage, his body softened into a puddle of water, and his breath gradually scalded hot.

Moyu No.18 heavy domain.

It was the demon's birthday today, and after hearing the message from the immortal, the demon still didn't like to make noise, and he didn't make any arrangements for his birthday every year, and always lay alone in the peach grove and drank wine.

The demon generals from all regions did not dare to disturb his tranquility, so they sent gifts to him on his birthday to express their affection.

These birthday gifts were neatly placed by the attendants in the main hall of Qiwu Palace for the Demon Lord to review. If they heard the message and were not interested in reading it, the attendants would send these birthday gifts to the inner treasury for classification the next day.

The attendants of Qiwu Palace arranged the birthday gift skillfully, but they didn't know what to do when it was the last birthday gift's turn.

The attendants, who were used to seeing rare treasures over the years, couldn't help being surprised when they saw the huge object that was covered by red silk cloth and was as tall as two people.

"It smells so good. What is this thing? It's about the size of a small house."

"I don't know, it's quite novel."

"I really want to lift the silk cloth and see what's inside."

"That's the birthday gift of the Demon Lord. If the Demon Lord doesn't want to see it, none of us can touch it."

"Oh, the Demon Lord never touches these things."

"The Mozun has never seen anything good. In his eyes, these things are not as interesting as a cloud in the sky."

Mozun would drink wine and look at the clouds in the peach forest every birthday. He had never seen any of these presents. It has been like this every year for 3000 years.

On this day, Wen Jiyu was still drinking in the peach grove. The peach trees planted by the young apprentice in the past had grown luxuriantly, and a peach grove had also grown in this barren place.

3000 years is not a long time for the gods.

But his little apprentice, who hurt to the bone, only lived for a few years, not even a fraction of his life span.

Drink, drink.

I drank a thousand cups and never got drunk. I really wanted to dream for a thousand years, and when I woke up, I could still see my disciple's smiling face.

Wen Jiyu put down the wine jar dejectedly, his expression was cold, his clothes were as snowy as snow, as if frost and snow had fallen from the sky.

With a lonely low sigh, he gently brushed off the peach blossoms that had fallen on the skirt of his clothes.

A piece of peach petal swirls down from his fingertips, just as Wen Jiyu was about to retract his fingers, the tip of his little finger suddenly itch.

A crystal clear red thread emerged from his fingertips and pointed to the main hall of Qiwu Palace.

Wen Jiyu frowned slightly, and was about to cut off the red thread with a wave of his finger, when his heart, which had been silent for thousands of years, suddenly felt a pain, which made him stop his movements abruptly.

He stood up slowly, terrifying demonic energy surged from his body, and a layer of frost had already covered the indifferent eyebrows and eyes.

The killing intent in his heart soared, and the evil spirit surged between his brows, obviously he didn't want this inexplicable marriage.

He followed the direction guided by the red line to the main hall of Qiwu Palace.

When the attendants in the hall saw him coming, they all knelt down on the ground.

He waved his hand with a cold expression, and the attendants in the hall retreated one by one, and Wen Jiyu was the only one left in the empty hall.

In front of him, a room-sized birthday gift was covered with a big red silk cloth, and was placed squarely in the center of the hall by the attendants.

The soft and ambiguous fragrance wafts from the red silk cloth, which makes people's hearts soften.

Hearing the words, he was unmoved, his expression was icy cold, and the demon energy all over his body soared. The big red silk cloth was twisted into countless pieces by the powerful demon energy and fell from the air.

A dazzling golden cage suddenly appeared in the hall.

In the golden cage with ingenious carvings, there is actually a beautiful young man with snow-like skin and white gauze.

The white gauze covering the boy's body was as light as nothing, as if he was in the mist of smoke. His hair spread like a waterfall, and the red silk bound his hands and feet. Exposed, curled up gently.

He slumped on the vermilion velvet and panted lightly, and his bud-like toes also stretched and contracted with his breathing.

The red thread on Wen Jiyu's tail finger jumped out suddenly, and was tightly wrapped around the fingers of the boy in the cage. If the boy felt it, he looked at the red thread with wet eyelashes.

Long eyebrows like distant mountains in the mist, soft eyelashes woven by continuous rain threads, eyes filled with empty misty mountains.

Hearing Jiyu's whole body trembled, for a moment he thought it was a nightmare created by his inner demon.

He stood there motionless, only looking regretfully at the boy in the cage with his sad and frightened eyes.

He hadn't had such a nightmare for a long, long time.

Really the more sober the more painful.

The panting boy in the cage had already looked over along the red line, and the moment he saw Wen Jiyu, the flushed boy's eyes widened, with a very happy expression on his face.

"Master, it turned out to be you!"

The beautiful young man was overjoyed, he pouted halfway through the smile, and looked at him with teary eyes.

His voice was also extremely aggrieved, and he whimpered and acted like a baby: "Master, this disciple is really uncomfortable now."

This demonic illusion is so realistic, it really makes Wen Jiyu happy.

once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.

Even if he will sink into the illusion of heart demons forever and ever, he will admit it even if he is doomed.

His beloved little apprentice was waving to him, Wen Jiyu stepped forward, entered the cage and hugged the young boy's soft waist.

He looked directly into Hua Chao's eyes and whispered, "You must not know how much I miss you."

Hua Chao leaned forward and kissed his lips, and said in a voice that could melt Wen Jiyu: "Master, this disciple misses you very much too."

Hearing the message was endlessly joyful, he has been drunk in the peach forest for 3000 years, and now he can finally have a big dream.

The author has something to say: I re-edited the saved manuscript, it was a little late, and the next episodes will be revised one after another. The update time is not fixed these days, so don't wait for the update~

Also, the next book is "Ben Gong Specializing in the Treatment of Sang Bing Shou", through the book, there are four frenzied Sang Bing Shou and a Gong who feels tired and does not love being exhausted by the four Sang Bing Shou every day.

Gong's task is to transform the four sick shou into good socialist youths to prevent them from being blackened. Gong instills socialist values ​​into the four sick shou every day and organizes them to destroy the world. They are very active and love the world, but the blackening value popping out of their heads reveals everything.

All in all, the pack of wolves has to pretend to be calm.

With a tragic experience but very positive and loving flower arm Gong X all kinds of strange flowers that destroy people's three views and four sick recipients

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感谢在2020-08-2416:56:50~2020-08-2423:33:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 2 chestnut candies;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 xunyao grass;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Who played for me 2; Junxie 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：三木、wang10瓶；茄麦岁客8瓶；悄咪咪地看文文、何人为我吹箫5瓶；赤羽陌璃殇4瓶；听雨吹风2瓶；momo、岑雅1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!