The Protagonist Makes You Retreat About Thirty Miles

Two hours have passed since Ye Mingjun left the camp account. Ji Mo carefully counted, and even if he ran to Yaozhou at the speed of the fairy, he should be back. This is not normal. I do n’t know where Ye Mingjun went again. He did n’t have the mood to deal with the military newspaper. After a while, he went to look outside the camp account and found that there was no trace of the fairy before he came back and continued to do business.

In Song Qiao's opinion, Ji Mo has almost no emotional fluctuations. Everyone occasionally talks about saucy words, which is also a serious look. It is the first time to be so restless. Looking at the paper on the plan, the moment you are familiar with the numbers, you will endure Can't help sighing: "He just came out. As for the return time of the equation? Are you all liberal arts students?"

That's why you don't know how skinny this fairy is! This time is enough for him to go back to heaven and the moon three times!

I finally realized how terrible it was to make Ye Mingjun go out alone. Ji Mo thought of the bold thoughts of the immortals, and suddenly he felt a little guilty, "You said, will he go directly to catch the demon king?"

"Don't you play so big?"

It was just a sentence that Song Qiao's pen fell to the ground. Although I thought that no one should go head-to-head with BoSS, I was also worried when I saw Ji Mo's serious look. A unified standard, in your opinion, what is the level of the demon king's strength? "

"Wuzhou first."

Ji Mo's answer did not hesitate. As Su Ge's father, Song Qiao raised his eyes in discontent, "In your heart?"

"In my heart it's just a plate of meat, thank you."

Speaking of the voice of this pit father, Ji Mo, the voice became cold, and the nib clicked on the white paper, watching the pool of ink halo slowly spread, and then he said his guess lightly.

"I always feel that there should be some connection between the human being and the author, otherwise it will not be possible to get us through the squad. If I am Ren Qingya, I will definitely use the advantages I know best about the author to study the mystery. , And then let yourself crush other heavenly people by setting. "

The great thing about Heaven and Man is to practice at a speed far superior to ordinary people by virtue of the plug-ins on the settings. It can be said that if you can change your settings to the first Wuzhou, it may really become the strongest. Unexpectedly, the protagonist changed this operation himself, and Song Qiao's expression also became serious. "Do you think it has been researched?"

"I don't know, so I need information from Yaozhou."

Shaking his head at him, despite that, assuming that Qingya began to gather heaven and man to summon God, Ji Mo could not be optimistic.

When I thought about it, I knew how it would impact the situation today. Song Qiao could only thank Ji Mo fortunately, "Fortunately, you are on our side, no matter how he studies, it is impossible for me Write it yourself. "

However, when I heard this, Jimo's face was cold for a while, "Tell you an unfortunate news, I also studied the problem of setting while in Yaozhou, and combined the current world with what I can think of. All the golden fingers were written to him. "

An author tailored a golden finger tailored to the protagonist for the goal of invincibility. Song Qiao really thought about the soft legs and looking at the same gloomy Ji Mo, he could only sincerely ask: "How does it feel to be set by yourself?" "

This can be said to be salt spreading on the wound, and Jimo resolutely raised the pen with a blank expression, "I don't mind giving Chang Hui a letter to let you experience it for yourself."

As soon as the words came out, Song Qiao immediately admit defeat, so he came forward to please: "Don't, big brother, I'm wrong! Just pit, which author does not dig the pit, as the saying goes," Open the pit for a while, fill the pit crematorium . ', I will give you tea and admit it is not enough? You must not pick my vest, this will be dead! "

Ji Mo didn't want to really reveal his identity, just watched as Song Qiao died, clutching the vest, still trying to get Chang Hui back.

These authors are far less powerful than the protagonists they write. In fact, they are afraid of pain and death, knowing the danger, but they still have to continue their own acts of death. In fact, they have exhausted the courage of a lifetime. This is true of Song Qiao, as was Ji Mo at the beginning.

When Ren Qingya returned with his injuries for the first time, Ji Mo finally realized that the war in reality was not that simple, and the so-called casualties were no longer a number. When he stepped on the battlefield, everyone he knew could become The corpse armor of which the author is too lazy to name.

At that time, White Deer was afraid of his father's fears, hiding in the grass alone and licking the wound, as skilled as he had done many times, but he didn't know that all of them were in his eyes.

As long as he thought that the next time the corpse to be returned was the white deer opposite to him, Ji Mo felt heartfelt fear. Therefore, even if his qualifications are not good, he still seeks various exercises to practice hard, and racks his brain to strengthen the demon king ’s combat ability. Got his own identity.

Ji Mo is not stupid. He has long discovered an irreconcilable contradiction between the author and man. Even though his childhood experience in "White Deer's Blue Cliffs" is only three chapters, in terms of space, it can't be compared with the millions of words that the young demon king walks the world unmatched.

Knowing this, he considered whether he should run away, but he glanced at the white deer and healed the wound without leaving any traces. After all, he still did not leave.

At that time, the young man Ji Mo thought that the male frequency never lacked the protagonist of hegemony. Ren Qingya was not a human being. Once he failed, he was killed by Ye Junhou to eat meat. This world is so dangerous. No matter what.

Let Ren Qingya regard him as the reincarnation of the old demon king, as long as he does not reveal his identity, there will be no problem, the protagonist himself will not think of the existence of authors in the world.

He wants to put an end to the chaos of heaven and man, and make sure that no one can take his deer away again, watching it find that the heroine he likes has a beautiful and happy nest, so he can leave with peace of mind.

Well, why not mention the past, the most important thing now is to solve the chaos in Yaozhou, and to do everything possible to help Song Qiao bring Chang Hui back to the temple.

The perfect ending that I didn't get to, watching others succeed in customs clearance, is also a kind of psychological comfort.

As if it were a fate, Ye Mingjun always appeared in front of him when Ji Mo was a little lost. With the curtain lifted, a fairy in white clothes walked on like water and moonlight, and saw the sitting case The former Morning Star priest just smiled and said, "Jimo, I'm back!"

It was just a simple sentence. At the moment of entering the ear, it dispelled all the chills of the night. Knowing that Ye Mingjun could sense his inner emotions, Ji Mo crumpled the white paper on the case and threw it away, just asked as usual: "Xian Jun, why did you go so long? "

The same kind of person seemed to deliberately prevent him from approaching Ren Qingya. The location where the space was shifted and dropped was actually at the border of Mozhou, and Ye Mingjun was good at flying to get back so quickly. At this time, he could only hand the refining furnace to Ji Mo and explained: I was taken away by a nasty guy as soon as I got stunned. Do you like these? "

So, he said that he wanted a deer, but in the end, the fairy brought back all animals except the deer.

After only slightly removing the lid, Ji Mo was shocked by the rich animal species in it. After listening to this, he could only calmly ask: "I will ask what color is that deer?"

"White, pretty, just a little bit fierce."

I really went to brush the BoSS! Still stunned by BoSS? Do you all do whatever you like!

The fairy ’s answer is honest, but this does not stop Ji Mo ’s desire to throw the paper ball directly on his face at this time, and he exhales slowly to calm down his emotions. Speak clearly to me. "

However, after Ye Mingjun sat down on the bed and explained his wonderful adventure this evening, Ji Mo realized that he still underestimated the extent to which the fairy had released himself.

Oh, what is it to catch a son from a zoo to catch a pit father? If it wasn't for the people behind the scenes to show up, Ye Mingjun would even catch this server.

No, he looks like he is eager to try, and he is already thinking of ways to make trouble!

Yi Jimo's understanding of Ye Mingjun, this is the one who will be warned to return home obediently. He will never stop without digging out the server from the sky.

There are too many explosive news. Although the opponent is an ancient artifact, Ji Mo has no intention of worrying, but after asking how the heart robs exist, he sighs helplessly: "Xianjun, you shouldn't intervene in this matter. Many At the time, understanding does not heal the scars that have been left. "

Empathy with the protagonist is the most basic skill of every author. There is no one in the world who knows Ren Qingya better than Ji Mo. He can even deduce the emotions hidden behind each other ’s words and deeds, but even so, just think of it. The sword that was dropped cannot be forgiven after all.

Because it hurts too much, no matter what the reason is, I can't return to my former state of mind; because of understanding, I can't even do the anger questioning and the evil words that vent my emotions; the last thing that can be left is only frustration.

This is the reason why he never asks Ye Mingjun for help. Ji Mo is very clear that the broken mirror will never have a full day. The fairy has always been so confident and clear. If he does not get a satisfactory ending, he will feel depressed. He does not want himself. The dusty past has left those who care about contaminated with despair.

This is Ji Mo's favorite pearl in his palm. Now he just wants the fairy to live happily every day. Apart from that, everything else is no longer important.

"He has nothing to do with salvation. The two sages of the world do not even see through the heart-robbing. Without you, it is impossible to have the current cultivation practice. I have practiced for five thousand years. In order to get the ascension of the Tao. Compared with the real monk, all the heavens are too easy. "

Stretching his hand and pulling the sighing young man into his arms, Ye Mingjun gently stroked his thin back, but his eyes were only the pride of the fairy god,

"It is because you found a shortcut for him to gain power. Only through the robbery of becoming immortals on his own can Ren Qingya be qualified to fight with this power."

However, as Ji Mo said, such a thing, he will never intervene in the past.

From the point of view of the immortals, mortal grievances are just right. They only need to resolve those who violate the heavenly ways. As for the so-called emotional entanglement, it is human's own problem, which involves trouble.

Strangely, why is he the most fearful of troubles? Because, if you see such a white deer, Ji Mo will feel uncomfortable even if she doesn't say anything.

Suddenly I found myself caring about Ji Mo more than I thought. It was like a harbinger of the coming of love. In this way, I will surely succeed in producing a heart of love. Thinking of this, the fairy immediately touched the young man's head with joy. "You can rest assured that if you can't beat the guy in the sky, I will take you to elope. Among the ten artifacts, I am the one who is best at running away. All the fairy gods can testify! "

Wait, you have just been serious for a while. I haven't even organized my reply yet. What exactly touched your switch!

It seems that he was infected by the fairy's emotions. Ji Mo also felt that he had talked too much about these topics for a pit father and his sweetheart, and they were all held together. Shouldn't everyone do something to do in love?

Well, anyway, I can't die anymore, just let it go. If the demon can settle down, it will be a blessing to the people of Shenzhou.

Since meeting Ye Mingjun, Ji Mo's mentality has also been open-minded. Once he thought that he could not do it in his life, he could easily do it in the arms of the fairy.

Thinking of Ye Mingjun's trip, he found that his only remaining class was standing hostile. Although the face was no different from the past, I was afraid that my heart was also uncomfortable, so I whispered: "Xianjun, there is no time for you these days. What do you want to say to me? "

In recent days, Ji Mo's temperament has been significantly brighter. When I thought of this fearful little guy, he would finally be happy because he was hugged by himself. Ye Mingjun's mood was also very good. He immediately revealed his way and looked at the moon. The question, "Okay, I always wanted to ask you, what exactly does the moonlight mean?"

Do you have to ask such explosive questions? How to systematically teach you the philosophy of life in poems and songs? Completely forgot to complete the task?

Unexpectedly, he suddenly mentioned this topic when he saw more of the moon. Ji Mo didn't know if he should confess, but hesitantly said: "This is more complicated ..."

However, before he thought about how to educate the fairy to understand his meaning, a neglected background character couldn't help but say, "I just like you, which literary girl confessed to you?"

When he heard the sound, Ji Mo became stiff, and he remembered that Song Qiao still existed in the camp, but he didn't expect that the light bulb hadn't gone yet, so he looked up indifferently, "Mr. Song, why are you still here?"

Okay, not a girl, but a young woman.

Upon hearing his disgusted tone, Song Qiao guessed who this confession was. Although he felt emotionally about the big brother, did you fall in love as such a literary art, he still seriously pointed out the facts to the two,

"I want to declare that this is my office tent. I take work here for granted. The two of you ignored me when we chatted, but it wasn't my brother eavesdropping."

After I finished speaking, I felt that my light bulb seemed to be too shiny. In order to prevent someone from falling in love with the morning star priest in the jacket and killing him, I quickly picked up the magic furnace that shocked Ye Mingjun and fell directly to the ground. He shoved out of the tent: "Okay, these birds and beasts come to deal with. You find a quiet place to enjoy the beasts."

Facelessly accepting the fact of being on the scene at the office, Ji Mo looked at Ye Mingjun, who was in a trance and even found that the magic weapon was taken away, and began to think about a serious problem——

So, this man just put him in his arms and carried a stove in his hand? Is he here to make fun or is it funny?

The author has something to say: Ye Mingjun (shocked): What? I have long been confessed!

Ji Mo: Nonsense, we are all in love.

Ye Mingjun: What happened? I do not know how! BoSS must have stolen my memory!

BoSS: I don't remember this pot!