Plagiarist Superstar in Another World

When Su Youwei was groaning, Song Ren was finally slowly recovers, rushed over, and was grateful to Su Youwei.

Almost, I almost gave birth again, if not for that kick ...

"Girl, thank you, thank you for your life-saving grace, I do n’t think it ’s worth it, devote one's life to, you may also look down on me, can you tell me your name, I will go home and give you a longevity card every day, right You pray with incense. "Song Ren is really grateful.

Su Youwei remembered Song Ren placing a brand in his house with his own name on it, and then placed two plates of fruit in front of him, and three incense sticks kept on, for a while.

"No need, just do it," Su Youwei said, and quickly left, heading for the opposite.

And some people immediately took advantage of the Heaven & Earth .Net photo function to shoot up the situation of the place, the body of the tiger demon, the blown mountain peaks, the painful crowd, the ugly Super Sect sect master, near Qingyun Mountain Overview.

Title: Goodbye "Zhu Xian", goodbye to the author, Demon Race, we must a debt of blood must be paid in blood!

As soon as the post was posted, I was shocked by many people who didn't come. They are still waiting for the author to update. What do you mean?

Click in and take a look, and immediately hesitated.

The author is dead? Killed by Demon Race.

Impossible, absolutely impossible, it must be false. You are trying to win the attention and deceive us, right?

Then, they hurriedly asked their relatives and friends to verify, and some painfully responded at the scene: "It's true, there will never be" Zhu Xian "in this world."

They didn't believe it and returned to the headlines again.

The top ten headlines and the top ten sadnesses are all news of the death of the Boutique Novel author.

Angry, this time Human Race is really angry. How can a future Deity die? For more than 100 years, a Boutique Novel has been born, and it has been difficult to turn Deity into a strongest person. It has completely become a bubble.

Demon Race, you bully intolerably, we will definitely stand against you.

This moment of Human Race, unprecedented unity, this moment of Heaven & Earth .Net, there is a sadness everywhere.

At this moment, Song Ren, just wanted to hurry back, too terrifying, and never come again.

Seeing everyone sadly going up the mountain to find the fragments of his own body, and took it home for his remembrance, he immediately entered the mountain temple, closed the door, took out the crystal of the return journey, and squeezed it.

It can be sturdy and can't be crushed at all, look at 4 places, and pull a brick from the side fiercely and smash it.

The crystal was sturdy, and it bounced back a bit. Song Ren pursed his lips, covered his toes, and shouted silently.

"System, I want to go back, I want to go back and hear?"

"Ding, it has been detected that the host's task has not been completed and cannot return for the time being, please host to complete the task as soon as possible."

Taking off his shoes and blowing his already red thumbs, Song Ren was crying without tears.

Fuck, how can this be done to convince everyone that this is fake? The authors all appeared dead by Demon Race, really can't be true.

Wait, let everyone believe that it is fake, they will leave this place and the task will be completed.

Now that the author is dead, this place is sad, and everyone will leave. As long as and the others have walked, they will never come again. My task is considered complete.

Looking at the crystal on the ground, he had no choice but to pick it up into his arms and open a gap to look out.

The black donkey doesn't know where to go, but it has its own sugar cane.

The original bustling mountain temple suddenly became cold and cheerless. In order to prevent any sudden death of a dead man, Song Ren decided not to go out.

He was hiding here, waiting for everyone to leave disheartened, and his task was completed in disguise.

Frightened, Song Ren hid in it, not knowing when to fall asleep, and by the time the eyes opened again, it was already afternoon.

Through the door gap, when I saw the opposite flattened place, I don't know when a huge stone tablet was erected. The word Song Ren was written on it, but it was not clear, but it was nothing other than words.

He felt a moment of faintness, feeling like he was buried there.

Under the stone tablet, the yellow chrysanthemums are filled with flowers, just like a sea of ​​flowers, and some people keep putting them, crying with their relatives and friends.

Song Ren looked at it all from afar, a sublime poem came to his mind.

"When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bush."

hehe, I do n’t have time to cry, it ’s funny.

"Why are you still here, I thought you were back?" Just then, a voice suddenly sounded, and then he saw the woman who had saved her life and came over.

Song Ren quickly stunned out: "Are there no other Demonic beast mixed in? 10000 can be rectified with a return carbine?"

Seeing Song Ren's stick one's head around to look for, Su Youwei was speechless for a while, never seen such a timid person.

"No, hurry up and go back, I have to go to my next destination." Su Youwei said, looking at the stone tablet, and turned to look at the existence of all around, could not help sighed.

It’s a pity.

The hatred between Human Race and Demon Race is deepening and cannot be resolved.

How many Premium newcomer authors were killed by these dead men, but for the first time in more than 100 years, the author of Boutique Novel has died. When the news reaches the border, there may be another massacre.

After Su Youwei left, Song Ren returned to the Cao Temple and waited until late at night. After 80% of this admired person from Qingyun Mountain left sadly, Song Ren finally crushed the crystal.

This teleportation was safe, and it was already late at night when it fell out of its room.

Away from the right and wrong place, a stone hanging in Song Ren's heart was finally set down.

Leaning out, came to Dad's room, listening to the sound of breathing evenly inside, let Song Ren calm down.

It's really a golden nest and a silver nest. It's not as good as your own dog nest. In verdant hills and limpid water, there is a father who is the real home.

Song Ren slept soundly this time, but Heaven & Earth .Net was lamenting.

A good author, that's all.

A Deity just died.

An attractive Novel, just so much more discontinued, became a pity.

Of course, there is still a part of luck, and it is determined that the person who died is not the author, and the dear author will definitely come back to update.

One day, two days, three days ...

Ten days later, the author never updated again, and there was no audio at all, which made the Comment at the bottom of this book gradually become a screen-swiping 'all the way!' 'Type.

It's all because the author's Pseudonym is too bad, what should I call it: Have The Ability To Hit Me 'Ah?.

So provocative, what did you get in the end?

In addition to this, Heavenly Music Network, which now has the No. 5 "Zhu Xian" on 1 charts, has Novel, and it has completely stopped. How the majority of hobbyists urge the anchor is not updated.

Then they came to understand that the latest chapter of Audio Novel and the final chapter of Zhu Xian were consistent, the author died, and he couldn't update it.

It's also a big regret that I can no longer hear Novel, which makes people feel like they are there today.

The following is the all-in-one 'Go all the way' brush screen Comment.

As soon as Song Ren opens 2 interfaces, they are all 'going well'. How do you panic, how do you think, how do you feel, you are like cursing me.

It's been ten days since Qingyun Mountain came back, and this headline's popularity has dropped to tenth, but how can this Novel Comment continue?

The manuscript fee was returned to the system, and the task was considered complete.

The music chart has 3 firsts and is complete.

The trip to Qingyun Mountain was also completed.

After returning that night, a new side mission started early in the morning on 2nd day. Now I think about it, I feel toothache.