Waste Strong Foundation

Like a fluffy dandelion, the deformed tiger swelled in the wind and grew to the height of a three-story building.

The tip of the ear of the tiger head on the far right will touch the copper bell hanging under the eaves of the Drum Tower, and then it will make a crisp sound.

Fei Mingqiu held two volumes of Taishi pens to put or hide, and bent his elbows to Shang Yuan's back, "You get up first."

Shang Yuan wiped the blood on his forehead slowly, his brows were furrowed as if he was fighting against something, he stood up straight and looked down at Fei Mingqiu's eyes.

In other words, it was Fei Mingqiu who couldn't hold back his worries and turned to Shang Yuan to look at his state from the front.

The sea breeze wandered wildly, and the whale waves were so violent that the torn canvas was swept into the sea, and occasionally floated to the surface of the water, revealing white cracks.

The ghost mother's laughter was automatically cut off, and she bit her finger to hold back the laughter, and all the noise stopped for a while.

Together with the four fingers that creaked and scratched the door on the ghost gate.

Fei Mingqiu had difficulty breathing.

It wasn't the first time he felt he was the hunted, the food in the trap, but this time he really couldn't help it.

Shang Yuan looked at him with terribly calm eyes.

A little lacquer is immersed in the golden-green edge, and the pupils are like the flickering candle flames at the turn of autumn and winter, and like the cool phosphorous fire in the depths of the lonely mountain.

Soon, the sense of familiarity completely disappeared.

The lazy, depressed, patient, and calm Shang Yuan came towards him—all fake.

The soaring divine power fought with the mechanical core implanted in the body in the early years, destroying Shang Yuan's 20-year memory in an instant.

Not to mention the crumbling sanity.

Fei Mingqiu hastily bent down to dodge, holding the Taishi pen to block the punch aimed at the heart, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's still useful."

The Taishi pen is worthy of being an indestructible artifact. It can be folded into a stick or extended into a shield, and it has brought his life back from the ghost house several times.

Fei Mingqiu circled around the gatepost of the ghost gate to defend Shang Yuan, he didn't have time to complain about the absurd coincidence, he knocked on the door and shouted:

"Ghost mother! Cough..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the numbing heat enveloped him, and he was grabbed by the tiger in a whirl.

The tiger head in the center is the most majestic, and I don't want to stick out my tongue to lick him.

Fei Mingqiu watched in horror as the pink feline tongue magnified several times and the barb like a long sword rushed towards him.

The tiger's claws were sharp and strong, and he was held tightly in the snow-white tiger's claws, unable to move, his fingers clasping his palms, aggrievedly enduring the dizziness.

Compared with Shang Yuan, he is much simpler, at least he doesn't have such messy tigers "working for tigers"!

Depend on.

The viscous black blood was like a torrential rain summoned by a dragon, dripping and drenching Fei Mingqiu's eyelashes and clenched hands.

Heartbeats crowded his mind at this moment, thumping and squeezing his nerves and some emotion that the doctor had stripped him to pieces.

People are complex souls, and no personality is easy to play.

Symbolic characters are different.

After escaping from the laboratory, he was out of place, hiding in various places, fleeing from place to place, bluntly and ridiculously imitating his father's posture to communicate with ordinary people.

But how can there be so many stubborn, proud and old-fashioned politicians.

After receiving the business card handed over by the scout, and looking at the surveillance cameras all over the street, he walked into the sea of ​​people with a blank face and without looking back.

When he picked up a charred young corpse that day, he inherited the other person's life with such joy and timidity——

A naive and kind person, a positive and optimistic person in the face of difficulties...

He originally wanted to play such a character.

Commonly known as silly white sweet.Very popular, lost in the public.

But he knew that he was abnormal, and his abnormality had been reflected in his childhood, and was brought to the extreme by doctors.

The more he smiles, the more gentle, and the more stoic he accepts all the unhappiness of life, the more confused he feels.

How on earth is a normal person supposed to deal with the chaos and trouble that players create?

Reunited with a dangerous person like Shang Yuan, should he back down, act first, or impress the other party with his limited personality?

Does he like Shangyuan?Who does he think he is?

If he hadn't left his hometown to find the truth, what kind of person would he be?

Fei Mingqiu couldn't figure it out.

Never figured it out.

The six years of isolation from the world are irreversible. His emotional perception and ability to give back are like fresh green in early spring, skipping spring and summer and going straight to autumn.

Then he was stopped halfway by Shang Yuan and put a sign on his forehead that said "stupid".

Fei Mingqiu was wet all over, and the suffocation numb his thoughts, making him stare blankly at the barbs on the tiger's tongue.

The translucent barbs were as thick as a wrist, approaching and magnifying infinitely in his eyes.

However, he didn't notice that the deformed tiger was gradually shrinking, and the snow-white tiger tail was fluffy shaking from side to side, shaking off the remaining blood beads.

The black blood dripped continuously on his face and shoulders, and finally seeped into his skin, turning into waves of resentment.

The limbs and bones seemed to have been moved into the cold storage to air dry again, and the fingertips trembled frequently due to the cold.

Fei Mingqiu sneezed unexpectedly.

He had a headache, and when he came back to his senses, he was put on the roof of the Drum Tower by the tiger.

The gate of ghosts opened a crack gently, and the ghost mother who had pinched her mortal body jumped out clutching the mask, and said angrily, "You're partial to him again!"

Fei Mingqiu carefully climbed down the eaves, turned over and jumped into the third floor, "Where did I lie to him?"

The ghost mother got angry and said angrily: "Are you deaf? It's 'bias'! Kunlun, what are you doing to absorb the yin energy of my ghost mansion on his behalf? Yes, you are not among the gods, anyone can share the divine power Here you are - ok! You lied to me again! Lied to [-]% of my divine power! Ahhhh!"

Fei Mingqiu felt that if he continued to stay in the stories created by Taishibi, he would gradually be unable to distinguish between illusion and reality, until he had a mental breakdown.

Is the "fake" enlightened beast with six heads just now real or fake?

He stumbled and ran downstairs, first looked around to find Shang Yuan's figure, then put aside distracting thoughts and raised Tai Shibi and said to the ghost mother:

"I was fooled by you before, but I somehow remembered one thing, the Taishi pen was produced in the Kunlun God Realm. 'I' don't need to be afraid of him, right?"

After hearing this, the ghost mother nodded perfunctorily, remembering something wronged and said:

"You are the oldest, so you can say yes. Kunlun, how do you settle the score today?"

Fei Mingqiu couldn't find Shang Yuan, he was anxious, and casually agreed with her: "What account?"

The ghost mother gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, "You two gangsters cheated me of [-]% of my supernatural power, and divided one half of the spoils on the spot. Even if I jumped into the Yellow River, I can't clean it up! Not only did I fail to do what Dijun told me, but I also did it for free. Help you restore a little god rank, damn it!"

Hearing this, Fei Mingqiu held his breath and searched inwardly, and found that he had really risen to the eighth Xin step.

Cough, get something for nothing, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger passively upgrade, there is a certain plot of the heroine—— yes.

Fei Mingqiu: "Where's Shang Yuan?"

The ghost mother turned her face away angrily, "I don't know! I'm so annoying! Oh, I sent you out, okay? I'm serious!"

Fei Mingqiu nodded and hummed, looking back at the sea water sweeping across the city of Guangzhou and the torn apart single-sail fishing boats.

The ghost mother looked at the young man's peaceful and pale profile, as if being bewitched, and asked tentatively, "Brother, can I go out with you?"

Fei Mingqiu raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He and the ghost mother may indeed have some kind of brother-sister relationship, although this cheap sister is far more abnormal than him.

The evening of June 5.

Li Xiaoming walked into the community opposite the school carrying two watermelons.

Chen Yiheng moved his studio here from Chengdu, and Li Xiaoming often came over to help edit videos and design new programs by the way.

The two young men clicked and bit the watermelon while turning on the machine, without saying a word, they shouted in unison: "The official website has been updated!"

[Update 20210521: After this daily maintenance, a special NPC Time Ghost has been added.See [..] for details]

the other side.

Seeing Shang Yuan's face darkened, Ghost Mother became more and more proud, and introduced herself to Yuan Yuan and the others tirelessly:

"When my brother's last name was last name, I singled out a ghost name."

Alpha looked at the little girl with an oval face who was less than 1.5 meters away, and tried to match the password:

"Buying Love Family? Is Xue Zi Shi Gui Tian Wang Liang Po such a net name? Then I am Bing Li A Fa. Hey, sister, your name is really good!"

Ghost Mother: "..."

Fei Mingqiu put down his water glass, coughing from choking.

Shang Yuan's face turned pale.