Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

When he left this plane, Wen Sheng didn't feel too sad. He entered his own plane space and found that the place was a little bigger than before.

The dense fog dissipated slightly, leaving an open space of about ten square meters in the middle.

Hearing the sound, he touched the floor, and it was actually moist under the mist, and the touch was very similar to jade.

Listening to the grass mud horse, the plane space will change according to the executor's own mind. Hearing the sound, he was thinking about when he had such a subconscious mind. .

"I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much! Do you miss Lao Tzu?" The accent was still familiar and unpleasant.

"You came just in time."

"Of course the voice is different from others, as long as you are useful to me, you can do anything but go through fire and water!"

Hearing the sound impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, take me to the next plane."

"What are you in a hurry for?" Grass mud horse shook his head: "Why don't you check the luck stone?"

Hearing what he said, he remembered his "performance appraisal".Back in the dimension of the plane, the stone was passed through by a misty silk thread, and hung on Wen Sheng's neck.From a distance, it looked like a piece of white jade mixed with red impurities had been pasted under his bone socket out of thin air.

"It hasn't increased much either." Wen Sheng glanced at it.

"Damn, this thing is not for viewing." The grass mud horse pointed: "Didn't you realize that there is a warm force in your body? Didn't you feel that you are as light as a swallow?"

Hearing ignored its weird tone: "I thought it was because this place is too hot."

"Tsk tsk, this is the divine power endowed to you by luck, and it can be used for your own use!"

"Divine power?"

The grass mud horse saw him puzzled: "Let's put it this way, do you know about cultivating immortals? You are an executor, equivalent to half a god. Gods always have the ability to communicate with heaven and earth. How do you communicate? Mind? Of course not... um? It seems Thoughts are fine too!"

Wen Sheng frowned: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Ham, I just told you that divine power can be used!" Grass mud horse scratched his head: "Every time I explain this, I lose my hair, hey."

Hearing the voice was uncertain: "You mean magic?"

This is too absurd!However, it is the most absurd thing for him to come here after his death, and it is not unacceptable to think so.

"That's right! That's what it means, and it's not just that. Anyway, you can try to use it, and there are multiple ways to protect yourself in the plane!" The grass mud horse nodded repeatedly.

Hearing the sound, he thought about it, and the next moment the floor seemed to be cracked, and a thick white mist gushed out from the ground, forming a pavilion in the blink of an eye.

There is a desk in the pavilion, two futons, and the mist is surging by the fence, which looks a bit artistic.

The grass mud horse didn't think it was strange that he conjured up a pavilion, but was amazed: "Dad is always a father. This precise detail control really makes me jealous!"

Wen Sheng has gradually become accustomed to its nonsense: "Can this power be used in the plane world?"

The grass-mud horse was still jumping up and down in the pavilion, and answered casually: "A long time ago, there was no restriction. Now... it depends on the situation. There are rules and restrictions in the non-mysterious world, and non-life-threatening can't be used, but the Lingxuan world can be used casually."

"rule?"

"Damn, it's the rules, or is that guy talking nonsense!" Cao Nima subconsciously cursed, then suddenly startled, and said impatiently: "You know that there is such a thing, anyway, this abandoned domain is a non-mysterious world. It's okay for you to be your domineering president honestly!"

Seeing it mentioning this, a question really popped up after hearing the sound: "According to what you said, my identity in every plane is... the overlord?"

Hearing the sound, I always feel a little ashamed to say that I am a bully.

"Almost, it's over if you have money and power." The grass-mud horse finally got down from the beam, raised its head and said, "Since you are the leader, there are two things I have to mention about you."

Hearing the sound, he quietly waited for the next text.

"Judging from your performance in the last plane world, you are a little eager for quick success." Cao Nima felt refreshed: "This is not going to work, you are the executor, but first of all you are Wen Sheng himself.

I have said that your identity in the plane more or less has something in common with your own luck, the favored child of heaven, if your behavior is too abnormal, it will inevitably affect other people.In terms you can understand, it means that the human design cannot be collapsed.understand? "

Wen Sheng: "I don't understand. My existence itself is to change the fate of the person subject to execution and related parties. If everything must be done according to the original character, what is the meaning of the existence of the executor?"

"You're stupid! It's not that you have to stay the same, it's to make you not be too obvious! Let's take the last plane as an example. Wen Ran and Wen Liming actually have different degrees of transformation for you. A person’s personality will indeed change, but you can’t change all of a sudden, right? That’s not called growth, that’s called a ghost! What if you are awakened by the executor? Isn’t that..."

"Wait, what did you say? Awakened by the executor?"

The grass mud horse's explanation came to an abrupt end. At first it pretended not to hear it, but its eyes drifted away for a long time, and the sound still stared at it without saying a word. It felt a little guilty: "Newcomers like you don't have the authority to know this..."

"I want to know."

"Ham, I really can't beat your bad temper! Let me tell you this." The grass mud horse sighed: "Because of the executor's negligence or other accidents, the person being executed has a certain chance of awakening. For example, you have restarted too many planes. Second, there are other executors entering your plane, etc... It is more complicated. Anyway, if the executor knows the existence of the plane space, or has previous memories, the final result is nothing more than two: [-]. Obliteration, Two, become your own person."

Hearing the sound, he said to himself: "Awakening... is rebirth?"

"Ah? What did you say?"

Hearing the sound seriously: "It's nothing, I'm the second type?"

"You?" The grass mud horse glanced at him and waved his hand: "You are different from them, you are a scourge."

Heard it as if it was boasting: "In case the person being executed really awakens, who will make this decision? The executor?"

"No need." Grass mud horse: "There is a department that is responsible for the sanctions of the awakened. It is up to them to decide whether to go or stay. If you encounter this situation, don't worry about it, and prepare to go to the next plane."

"why?"

"Their sanctioners don't have a good brain. If you can run away, try not to meet them. It's very difficult!"

Hearing the sound, he was lost in thought, how could it be difficult to make such a strange thing as a grass-mud horse feel difficult?

Grass Mud Horse reminded: "There are still questions? I don't have any tasks assigned by me."

Said that he had turned over the scroll.

"I don't think it's right." Wen Sheng raised his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"Can't I lie?"

"what?"

Wen Sheng pondered for a moment: "Actually, this problem has been obvious in the previous plane. As long as I'm not telling the truth, or I don't plan to tell the truth, my throat will feel uncomfortable for no reason. The smell of smoke can be relieved, but very slowly."

The grass mud horse frowned: "What's wrong with admitting that you are an old smoker if you can't do without cigarettes? I will still laugh at you?"

"It's true, even... I also had this kind of situation before I was alive, but it's not so serious."

The grass-mud horse continued to scold, but suddenly swallowed the words, his two big eyes rolled like copper bells: "Oh, I remembered! The executor really can't lie, right...you have to be more careful in the future." OK!"

Hearing the sound, he felt that the grass-mud horse was not telling the truth, and wondered if it had tampered with him. After all, he had refused its solicitation for 16 years before that.

"Hey! I found it!"

The mud horse has found the entrance to the next plane.

"This plane is more detailed," Cao Nima said, "The executor is famous for being a talented musician, because he was used by a woman named Qiao Qiao, and was finally ruined by a gay guy. Tsk tsk tsk, it seems a bit interesting... "

Since it was destroyed by a woman, it is still the old rule to dismantle CP.As for the final ruin, it must be avoided.

Wen Sheng probably knew what he should do: "I see, let me go."

"Okay." Grass mud horse is very straightforward this time: "Famous and that woman met in college, do you want to start from this point in time?"

"Is the performance related to the difficulty of the plane task?"

"Of course!"

Wen Sheng: "Then push it back a bit, starting from the first three months before he was destroyed."

"you sure?"

"determine."

The grass mud horse obviously doubted his ability, but it should be thinking of his bad temper, so he finally nodded.

The author has something to say:

The grass mud horse has something to say: Simply put, the executor cannot OOC, understand?

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