abuse the world

"Barbarian King, I haven't seen you for so long, where is your talent?" Jun Xie showed an emotional expression for the first time since he met Zhong Qing. It was completely different from the indifferent feeling of looking at everything before. Disdain to ridicule, but really see the other party in his eyes. "You really didn't recognize him?"

"Your Highness, you are joking." The man in black suddenly tore off the cap of his cloak, revealing his true appearance.It was a young-looking man with a standard gentle smile like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world, and his wavy long curly blond hair shone brightly, making him look holy and noble.

"Although my cultivation level is not high, I still have a little confidence in my ability to spy on the way of heaven." The black-robed man was still smiling, but his tone was freezing cold. "With your current body and body, is it really okay to appear like this? Or say Is it okay to be killed by me?"

Jun Xie suddenly took three steps back, and three rows of fine black steel needles suddenly appeared at the place he dodged just now.

"That's all you have?" Jun Xie snorted coldly.

"Don't worry, I'm more than enough to deal with you, who is damaged in spirit and soul and cultivated like a mortal." The black-robed man suddenly changed the subject, smiled at Zhong Qing, and spoke in a holy and bewitching voice full of magic He asked softly, "Then tell me who you are now."

"Of course." Unexpectedly, 'Zhongqing', who had been keeping his head down behind Jun Xie without saying a word, answered unexpectedly crisply, raising his head and smiling slightly.

"You—" Seemingly aware of something, the man in black took a few steps back, and then, as if he had discovered some great horror, he screamed and collapsed on the ground, "You, you are..."

"Shut up if you know." 'Zhongqing' walked towards the man in black robe slowly, every time he took a step the man trembled, until he walked in front of the man in black robe, his face was so pale that he was about to faint at any moment.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me, I can help you, help you..." The black-robed man was crying in pain, but the moment 'Zhong Qing' stopped, there was a sudden change, and the black-robed man's expression suddenly became dark Ruthlessly, he jumped up and rushed towards 'Zhong Qing' who was only half a step away from him.

He only heard a muffled grunt, but the man in black flew out like a cannonball. 'Zhongqing' patted the dust on his right foot, pulled out the steel needle that had been pierced into his clothes, but there was a strange pause in his movements.In a few breaths, he came to the black-robed man who was vomiting blood, lightly pinched his jaw, and lifted him into the air.

"I won't kill you, but I want to meet the author of Lang Huan..."

Zhongqing's cynical voice suddenly came at the last moment.Then the next second, he completely disappeared in place.

……

"Hey, wake up, wake up, brother."

A soft and waxy boy's voice came from next to his ear, causing Zhong Qing to have a headache.He opened his eyes and saw a frowning little face.

"Where is this place?" Zhong Qing sat up with difficulty, his head ached like a splitting headache, the deepest memory was that he seemed to be possessed by something, and his best efforts seemed to be finally interrupted?

"Great, brother, you're finally awake." The brat who was bothering and annoying just now suddenly jumped into Zhong Qing's arms, "If you die, how dare I stay here alone."

"..." How would he answer this?

"Brother, brother, you also wear it here, you can tell you are still wearing it when you look at your clothes. Hey, we are all suffering. If I knew that I would wear it to such a ghostly place to write a novel on the Internet, it would kill me Don't do it either."

... Zhongqing finally confirmed that this person is definitely a chatterbox, and has the potential to talk about cross talk.Zhong Qing reluctantly pushed the person away, sat cross-legged on the ground, and carefully looked around in an attempt to know what was going on.

Time flies, after Zhong Qing stayed with Hua Lao for 10 minutes.

"So, you were cheated and transmigrated into a novel you once wrote?" Zhong Qing looked at the chatter with an inexplicably excited expression in front of him, who claimed to be a 24-year-old modern female college student Liu Yuying, and tentatively said "Were you still a girl before?"

"Then why are you panicking? Since it's the protagonist of your novel, you still remember the plot." Zhong Qing was noncommittal for a moment, recalling why he suddenly came to such a place.

"Brother, let me tell you the truth." Liu Yuying suddenly put on a desperate expression, "I wrote *,* you know, it's a story about a man and a man falling in love together. But now the problem lies in this Not only for *, but also for the purpose of writing meat abuse articles. I knew I would wear it here, and I would write it as Qingshui Romance. Now there is a pedophile waiting for me outside. If I go out, I will lose my chrysanthemum , Brother, you have to save me."

"Oh—I said, why are you so familiar?" Hearing this, Zhongqing showed a subtle expression, and he glanced at Liu Yuying, who was about to cry, "Isn't that good? Since you said you were a woman, you are with a man. It’s okay to be together, and the other party should be pretty good.”

"Brother Zhongqing, don't laugh like that, you look sinister." Liu Yuying shook the goosebumps on her body, "That man is good, and he is one of the harem. But he is a pedophile with various hobbies. Pervert, I really can't stand it."

"Since you despise him too, why did you write that way?" At the moment they were in a dark warehouse, and he had already guessed something, leaning against the wall, pretending that it didn't matter. He looked like he was leisurely watching the fun, and he didn't care about the expression of the guy next to him who was getting more and more sad, and was about to cry.