His Royal Highness the Net King relies on you

"His Royal Highness the King of the Net Rely on You" Author: Suo Lunそその环 【End】

part1 The Messenger of Anime World 1

"The hair is ok, the clothes are ok, the lip gloss is ok, the bag is ok, yay! Today's Tang Jing is so perfect, even I want to fall in love with me who is so beautiful and charming. Oh ha ha..." I, Tang Jing, are 17 years old this year , is a super anime and manga fan, although he is a manga fan, he can't draw at all.Therefore, he is always ridiculed by his classmates as an anime idiot.Again I protest, protest.Obviously my love for anime is in full swing, obviously I am an advanced manga in our class, but why do you call me an anime idiot, I was completely distorted by you guys!Want to cry but have no tears.

I hold my lovely mirror and kiss!Dear, "magic mirror! Magic mirror, please tell me, am I the most perfect person in the world!" She cast a wink at her own mirror that she thought was charming.

Kawaii's mirror didn't respond to me for a long time, my face began to be extremely distorted, and I couldn't hold my smile anymore.He grabbed the mirror in his hand fiercely and threatened: "Smelly mirror, Miss Ben will give you another chance, tell me quickly or I will throw you down from the tenth floor!" Hold up the mirror in your hand high to see if you don’t surrender (note, my house lives on the 10th floor! So it’s still very fast).

The pink mirror seemed to be a sadist. Under the sunlight in the morning, his mouth remained motionless without making any sound.Therefore, if our heroine does not vent in silence, she will pervert in silence. Obviously, our heroine belongs to the former type of venting.

"Broken mirror, you are going to die!" "Pa-ta..." With the roar of my gorgeous voice, I threw a certain not-so-gorgeous mirror from the upstairs of my house, and it must have been torn apart by now!After all, this is the 10th floor! (Poor mirror, the public mourns for you. This heroine has a sick head and wants you to speak, wow! Poor mirror!)

She clapped her hands in a happy mood, tidied up her clothes, hummed a little song and was about to go downstairs.Today is the first day of the journal!Don't be late Sarah!

"Old hen, did someone tell you not to throw things casually, especially from top to bottom." Tang Yun looked at the mirror falling from the sky, and hit her on the head accurately.An angry roar came from downstairs, why is this voice so familiar?Seems to be. . .Could it be. .

I crawled to the window at a very fast speed, and saw a certain egg, holding a big horn in one hand, and scratching angrily with the other.The long black hair feels a bit like Sadako on the midnight bell under the blowing of the wind!too horrible.But you can't go wrong!I finally saw my dear balls!I still remember that on the last day of the winter vacation, I looked at Eggy with reluctant and affectionate eyes.This tells me how much I don’t want to be separated from her. I still remember that when I was sending her to the bus, I just dragged a hair from her head as a souvenir, but that hair seemed to be on the bus when I saw her off. When the car drove away, it was careless and drifted with the wind.My heart still hurts for many days.

But that stinky, scoundrel, under the watchful eyes of everyone, yelled at me as an old hen with no image at all, TNND, I exploded! (Where did her trumpet come from?)

A gust of wind blew at the door: "Mom, I signed up, for nothing." He yelled at his mother and rushed downstairs.

"Eggy, you've improved a lot in the past year! You actually called me an old hen in full view, ruining my perfect image. The sanction of love begins." I watched step by step. The retreating Eggy, the brilliant smile, the beauty!It turns out that Bu Er's dark-bellied image was actually forced out, just like me being forced out of a devil image by a cute friend.

Somewhere on the corner of the street, passers-by will see such a situation, I am cute and tall, desperately chasing a weak egg, and the eerie laughter completely ruins this beautiful morning. . . . . . . . . . .

part2 The Messenger of Anime World 2

"Jingjing, dear Jingjing, I was wrong. I think you've been thinking about a winter vacation! It's rare to see you today, are you willing to treat me like this?" Tang Yun nervously looked at the caterpillar in my hand, curled up in the corner Beeping and trembling inside, his watery eyes blinked at me.Yaya, don't wink at me. This trick doesn't work for me. We love men, such as my ice-cold Tezuka-sama, the handsome Byakuya-sama, and the perverted Hisoka-dai. . .I really miss them!A certain nympho girl is in extreme fantasy, her saliva is flying down three thousand feet.

"Hey, cute egg! Do you know? Jing Jing, I miss you so much, love you so much, but you ruin my image early in the morning. I want to let caterpillars crawl all over your body , let your body be covered with its saliva, you are dead." I gritted my teeth and stared at Tang Yun, the caterpillar in my hand flew onto her delicate skin without hesitation, my eyes exuded a dangerous murderous look, Seeing my friends covering their heads and screaming, I feel so refreshed!All the anger that was pent up in my heart because of the broken mirror and the destruction of the image was released!It's good to have you around Eggy.

[Small injury: You are really BT!Tang Jing: Wow. .My kawaii little injured mother, you created me with your great hands.I am a big pervert, because my family Hisoka is a BT, I love Hisoka so I am also a BT, and because BT is only owned by a few in the world, so. . . . .

Xiaoshang looked at a certain Jing who was immersed in his BT theory, and suddenly put his hands together and knelt down.God!Please forgive me for creating such a perverted person! 】

"Tang Jing, be careful." Tang Yun watched countless green hands appearing behind Tang Jing, and hugged Tang Jing regardless of the caterpillars on her body.

"Ah... don't touch me, don't pull me, Eggy let go, you will be dragged in too." Looking at Tang Yun who was hugging me without hesitation, she nervously pushed her away, that's enough as long as you Remember me, as long as you are sincerely worried about me, it is enough, in fact, don’t stay with me, these dark green hands are like ghosts without warning at all, is it possible that death is not far away?But I don't want to die like this!Yaya was grabbed by a group of hands to die, what kind of way to die!After cutting off your disgusting hands, you dare to catch me and Eggy, go to hell!

Transformed into a red fire-breathing dragon, I slashed and slashed at countless hands. . . . .I was exhausted from chopping.I am really tired!These disgusting hands actually grow back after being cut off. We are not gods, not ghosts, just ordinary people!I burst into tears, looking at the balls that were still holding me.

"Eggy, since you want to die with me so much, let's go together! Oh ha ha... Well, let's be a companion in the underworld! I'm not alone anymore!" I smiled and hugged The weak egg under him began to feel better again.Well.It is also a blessing to have someone to die with me.

Tang Yun looked at Tang Jing who was hugging her head fiercely, the hatred in her heart!I knew she had no conscience a long time ago, but I didn't expect that she would drag me along even to death. What crime did I, Tang Yun, do?I made friends so carelessly that they even died together. My beautiful 17-year-old life, Sayou Lala. . . .

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In fact, people who always say they are not afraid are the most afraid. In fact, they say they don’t care about you, they really care the most, but they don’t understand how to express it, so they just pretend to be happy every day, and bully you every day, in fact In the end, the most important thing is you.The darkness engulfed me, and everyone who was closest to me and closest to me walked in the opposite direction. In the end, only Tang Yun was left standing in front of me blankly, looking at me curled up in the corner.The indifferent eyes made me shudder, and in the end I felt impatient even looking at me, so I turned and left.

"Eggy, Tang Yun, don't leave me alone, okay, now I'm so afraid that I have nothing, nothing."

"Old hen, wake up, you stupid pighead, who said I don't want you to pull it! Wake up for me." Tang Yun looked at me curled up on the ground and frowning, and opened her throat in displeasure and whispered in my ear shouted.

His eyes opened suddenly, and he punched a certain egg that was yelling at him: "Tang Yun, you idiot, you even said you can't call me an old hen, it's so ugly."

"I was wrong, I was wrong, just don't call you an old hen! It's just as violent as ever." Covering her head and lowering her small body, she looked pitifully at her "tall" friend who wanted to cry without tears.Who made her be so short at birth, and bullied by her "friends".

"Two little friends, welcome to the world of animation. I am Kano, the messenger of the animation world. Vichym." With a wickedly smiling face, evil wine-red phoenix eyes, white and slender fingers lightly holding the goblet, red The liquid is as dazzling as blood.Gently playing with the long dark green hair with one finger.The slightly pursed red lips made people unable to resist daydreams, and the purple cheongsam swayed slowly with elegant steps.The originally black space gradually brightened with the sudden appearance of a beautiful boy.

This is the messenger of the anime world, the beautiful boy.

This is the first time I write a fan fiction. I am a person who loves anime. After watching Wangwang, I fell in love with Fujisa deeply!So I couldn't bear the excitement in my heart, so my first fan fiction was born.

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