Doomsday Master

The fact that Yan Chengjiu wanted to seal his pen quickly spread, and he could hardly believe it, whether it was readers, editors, or even heizi.

Seal pen?

Meihua J is only this year old, and a series of books have not yet officially ended and will be closed. Could it be that he has hit an evil and got sick, right?

Yan Chengjiu's cell phone was thrown away by him, and it was impossible for outsiders to make calls. It was in vain to be blocked at his door, and Yan Chengjiu never came back.

Although the agent was completely puzzled by Yan Chengjiu's decision, there was no way to refuse his request. If Yan Chengjiu did not do a good job in his job, it would definitely be a stain on his career.

Therefore, even if the noise outside has turned into turbulence, the schedule of the press conference is getting closer every day.

In the background of the conference.

Yan Chengjiu's editor, manager, relatives and friends, and even a few senior book fans, are all waiting here.

You don’t need to come to other places, but Yan Chengjiu must come here.

The moment Yan Chengjiu opened the door, he noticed many eyes in the room.

Well, there is always no escape.

Yan Chengjiu stepped into the room slowly, then turned his hand and closed the door, without any intention of avoiding it.

According to the image in memory, the middle-aged man and woman in front of him should be his parents.

Interestingly, the image of his parents is the same as the picture of his parents that his grandpa showed him when he was young.

Also, Wu Yin who is exactly the same as Lin Yin has appeared, so how could his parents be different?

"Chengjiu, your editor came to me overnight. I heard that you wanted to seal the pen. I flew back with your dad overnight. Boy, did you hear anything bad? I remember you said before. Dedicated to literature all her life." The middle-aged woman speaks seriously and earnestly.

"If you want to seal the pen, you must have a beginning and an end. At least finish writing this series." The middle-aged man said harshly.

"Yes, Plum Blossom J is big, no matter what you want to do, we support it. But I have been chasing the series of Doomsday Masters for several years, and I cannot accept this ending. If you really want to seal the pen, can you end it? Finished the writing?" The book fan asked pitifully.

Yan Chengjiu glanced at them and suddenly laughed, "Do you think this ending is bad?"

"Not good." Everyone shook their heads together.

"I also think it's very bad." Yan Chengjiu affirmed, "But I can't write what is after the general roll."

"If you don't have inspiration, you can wait. We don't mind waiting for a few more years, as long as you don't seal the pen." The fans continued.

"My author is great." The editor finally said, "Your film and television copyright and publishing contract are in our hands. According to the contract, you are obliged to ensure the integrity of the copyright. Now you decide to seal the pen without authorization, and the series of stories are connected. There is no final ending. I think the film and television company has the right to ask you for compensation."

Yan Chengjiu was just laughing.

"What's so funny?" The editor was depressed. "Your ideals and your future will be ruined because of your willfulness at this time. Do you really know which one is more serious?"

Yan Chengjiu was still smiling.

"What's so funny?" the editor couldn't help asking.

"I'm smiling, what else can you say?" Yan Chengjiu looked at the editor seriously, "Desperate Puppet, do you want to continue to install it?"

"...Don't bring the things in your novels into reality." The editor couldn't help but stop. "I think your mental state seems to be something wrong. You are too fascinated. I will find a suitable mentality for you. doctor."

The author loves the characters too much and ignores the boundary between reality and illusion. This is not a good phenomenon.

"In fact, everything is really perfect." Yan Chengjiu said, "I had no parents since I was a child, so I gave it to my parents. I like peace, so I gave me a peaceful world. Even when I began to doubt the virtuality of all this, When I missed Lin Yinwu, he sent the same Wu Yin again. But I was afraid that I would really think of it and let these similar characters have completely different personalities. It was really good intentions."

"I think you are really sick, and you are still very sick." The editor said coldly.

"If I'm really sick, it's my own choice." Yan Chengjiu looked at her seriously and said, "Why are you so obsessed with me that I want to finish writing "The Doomsday Grandmaster"?"

"Because I am your editor."

"No, that's not the case." Yan Chengjiu denied: "Because "The Doomsday Grandmaster" is Yan Chengjiu's life, when I really write it, it means that my life has also come to an end."

"This is not my world." Yan Chengjiu looked at her quietly, "There is Lin Yinwu's domain world, which belongs to me alone. I am already a general, right?"

"You are really crazy."

"Yes." Yan Chengjiu smiled, "only I know my future."

At this moment, Yan Chengjiu felt that the back of his hand suddenly became a little hot.

He turned his hand over and saw a black figure engraved on the back of his hand.

The person on this pattern is himself.

The scene in front of him began to become distorted, they turned into countless light spots, as if being driven away by something, all the brains poured into Yan Chengjiu's body.

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Yan Chengjiu was placed in the Soul Zhentian coffin, his face was ruddy, as if he had just fallen asleep.

Three years ago, Yan Chengjiu failed to merge the hearts of the generals, and the hearts of the five generals returned to the bodies of the generals, and Yan Chengjiu also ended in "death".

In the past three years, Lin Yinwu has not received any tasks and has stayed by Yan Chengjiu's side every step of the way.

In the army garrison, there are many more carving crafts.

In the beginning, the carving was very rough.

It was always difficult for Lin Yinwu to control the carving knife, and it was even more difficult for him to carve the stone the way he wanted.

But gradually, Lin Yinwu got started.

The task person's attention and eyesight are incomparable by ordinary people.

It didn't take long for Lin Yinwu's sculptures to look very decent.

From a simple sculpture in the beginning, it is now a huge garden.

These sculptures stood in the army garrison and were painted with various colors by Lin Yinwu, making them lifelike, as if they were a huge garden of ingenious workmanship.

Lin Yin didn't think about it. When Chengjiu woke up, how would he react when he saw this garden?

The first reaction should be to laugh.

It was like when he was trapped under a tree and thought he was a sinner.

Those energy sands that he regarded as sins turned into a small garden, adding color to his pale life.

If, in the past, Yan Chengjiu could also appear in his life like this, then what kind of situation?

Lin Yinwu just thought for a moment, and then stopped thinking about this illusory matter.

Without what happened back then, there would be no Lin Yinwu now, and naturally he would not have met Yan Chengjiu at that time.

He waited for me, I waited for him, it was just that simple.

The general's time is endless.

Not to mention three years, even thirty or three hundred years, he can still afford it.

"JOKER, time is running out." Almost all the members of the poker team came to Lin Yinwu. "It has been three years. If you don't turn the inheritance into your summons, it will really be too late."

"No hurry." Lin Yinwu shook his head slightly, "He will be back in some time."

"Cheng Jiu has no heartbeat anymore!" Ajinni couldn't help but retorted: "You said his consciousness went elsewhere, but after so long, there is still no news."

Consciousness goes to other places, and it sounds so good, but it doesn't sound good, but it's actually no different from disappearing consciousness.

Without heartbeat, without consciousness, isn't this a dead person?

"hold on."

"Can't wait any longer." Judith also echoed Ajinni's words: "Becoming a summoned creature can at least save the inheritance. JOKER, we all know that you are sad, but we are the same. Wait any longer, your ability I'm afraid that he won't be able to save him. If you are worried about insufficient capacity, it doesn't matter, we can disperse our strength and reduce your physical burden..."

The strength gained from years of hard work is so precious. If you give up and give up, the members of the Poker Legion don't even wrinkle their brows.

"JOKER, I regret it." Pallas looked at Lin Yinwu with a regretful expression on his face. "We wanted to help you return to the position of commander with all our heart, and we have imposed our will on our own. On the head of the old. We are to blame for the death of the old."

"this is not……"

"It's our fault!" Meihua 9 said firmly: "We were not strong enough to harm you at the beginning, but this time we have harmed the old. Joker, I am just a useless Meihua 9 and I have been taken care of by the members a lot over the years. JOKER, can you take back the power from me?"

If the strength is not enough, they can sacrifice at any time.

"The road to becoming a general is destined to be difficult, but I think that no matter what kind of difficulty, the old will step over and return to me. This is also what I have been confident in and unwavering in him from the beginning. The reason lies." Lin Yinwu glanced at the members.

"I can feel that he is coming back soon." Lin Yinwu touched his chest and said, "There is a sense between the big ghost card and the little ghost card. I couldn't sense him at all before, but now, I already have it. Feel it."

The members did not speak any more, of course they were willing to trust JOKER unconditionally.

"Let's wait and see." Lin Yinwu took out a piece of stone again and carved it quietly.

Suddenly, Lin Yinwu's carved hand stopped.

"JOKER, what's the matter with you?" The members of the team found that Lin Yinwu was wrong, and asked quickly.

"Listen." Lin Yinwu slowly showed a huge smile on his face, "There is a world law cheering."

cheer?

The Poker Legion people froze for a moment, and then reacted in the next moment.

Wuxia Legion.

Yan Zhiyi covered his chest and sat down slowly.

He was also born in the world of ancient martial arts, so he can naturally feel the cheers of the laws of the world of ancient martial arts.

"Congratulations, Yan Zhiyi." A faint voice resounded over the Wuxia Legion's legion resident, "Our tasker world, there will be one more general."

Qianjiadeng and Ji Li are exchanging props.

"The Poker Legion is finally about to usher in its second general." Qianjia Dengchang sighed, "It seems that we are also preparing to train and train our next general."

"Now, he should still be fusing the law." Ji Li smiled, "This also means that there is one more desperate puppet like a human in the tasker's world."

Poseidon laughed, and the wine glass was facing the sky far away, "Welcome to the new world."

"Finally...Finally..." The Desperate Puppet collapsed on the ground, all of its body fell apart, only the eyes on the head were still moving.

It cultivated Yan Chengjiu, and it stuck Yan Chengjiu's general road.

It was afraid that Yan Chengjiu would really become a general, but it was also looking forward to him becoming a general.

It is tired of being a puppet, it wants to be a human being, it wants a higher authority, and a greater grievance! But on the other hand, it was also jealous of Yan Chengjiu, jealous of these promising taskers, and wished they died worse than anyone else.

Fortunately, Yan Chengjiu has made a choice for it.

The scattered body of the desperate puppet began to fade.

They became flesh-colored like skin.

First there is the bone, then the flesh and blood, and finally the skin.

The hands, feet, body, and head all become the appearance of a human body before they are attracted to each other, and gradually they are combined into what a person should have.

a long time.

The Desperate Puppet gradually stood up.

It, no, he stretched out his hands and feet, seemingly satisfied with his new body.

There is still a heart short.

He touched his chest, he was still short of a heart of freedom, and he needed Yan Chengjiu to become commander to get it.

However, such a day will eventually come.

Guwu world.

Yan Chengjiu returned to the ward where he lived and died.

He was still lying in the room, who was dying in the past.

"You...are you here to pick me up?" Yan Cheng from the previous life was ashamed of his old heart, but there were some weird expectations in his eyes.

"No, I'll say goodbye to you." Yan Chengjiu shook his head slightly.

"Really? Will my next life be beautiful?"

"It's this life." Yan Chengjiu walked to his previous life, "Without the you in the past, there would be no me in the present."

"Are you going to cut off your past?"

"Are you going to abandon your present?"

"Are you going to pursue your future?"

Yan Chengjiu from the previous life asked questions one after another, as if something was asking questions through his mouth.

Yan Chengjiu smiled at himself in his previous life.

"I already have these three."

Yan Chengjiu stepped forward and embraced his past self.

"Thank you too. For all lives in our Guwu world, you can be called our mother."

Without your thoughts, without your choice, Yan Chengjiu would not stand here.

The law of the world gives those who have been obsessed with it a chance to save themselves, isn't it giving these people a chance to save themselves?

"I look forward to the day when you become the master of the world and replace me." Yan Chengjiu of the previous life closed his eyes and disappeared without a trace.

Yan Chengjiu turned his head and saw a huge garden in front of him.

It's like a traveler who has traveled all over the world, finally returning to his home at this moment, and there are still people waiting for him at home.

Yan Chengjiu's body is faster than consciousness, and he has taken the lead in making a choice.

Lin Yinwu hugged him with open hands, his voice was gentle, and there seemed to be something gleaming in his eyes.

"Chengjiu, you are already an amazing [general]!"

Yan Chengjiu raised his head, smiled at Lin Yinwu, and replied something he hadn't said to the law.

"You alone are my past, present, and future."

The author has something to say: Knock down the last sentence, and the text of "The Doomsday Master" has also come to an end. There will not be too many extra words, about five or six, as much as possible.

I have always liked the story of infinite flow, and I chose this subject arbitrarily. From January 1st to August 28th, it took a full eight months to finally end its text.

This story has exposed many shortcomings. My level of grasp of this subject is really high and low. A large part of the reason for the difference in data lies in myself. I still remember that when I first entered V, I updated about 15,000 words. By the next day, when I was on the favorites list, the subscription plus the Bawang ticket was 30 yuan. At that time, I was really discouraged and almost doubted my life. However, I don't accept my fate. In February, there was a full day of nine thousand a month, and finally the data was up. Although it is still far from the data in the previous articles, it is at least not a pitiful two yuan.

In the middle of writing, I really really wanted to end this way, but I gritted my teeth and continued to write. By the end of this month, I have completed the first five-year contract in Jinjiang. I already renewed my contract at the author's conference last year, starting in September for the second five-year contract.

Although the last work of the first five years has a lot of flaws and the data is quite miserable, I think it is worth it. At least I know what I lack. [This is pure self-comfort, well, don’t expose it. 】

Said so much, in fact, to tell everyone that without your support and comments, I would not be able to survive now.

Thank you everyone [bow].

Thank you very much.

Sometimes it doesn't seem to be a bad thing to be self-willed.

This part of "The Doomsday Master" is over by the generals. My original setting was to be the end of the later world master, but now I have no plans to open the second part. The later setting is bigger and more biased towards group performances. I can't grasp my current level at all. Maybe there will be a second one in a few years, and the name has been decided, just call it "Doomsday Heroes" hahaha.