Mo Chuan Muran clicked on the next chapter and the next chapter, and watched the protagonist push the second sister, followed by the third and fourth ...... Of course, after [whoa-] passed, these girls were clicked off by the protagonist without exception. The Blood Flame Venerable was furious, but he didn't dare to really kill the protagonist. After all, it is difficult to produce one of the people of the Ice Spirit Root in hundreds of years, who knows if he can wait until the next one if he kills this one? He has little life left, so he can only pin his only hope on the protagonist.

The Blood Flame Venerable then lived a miserable life of running behind the protagonist every day, but only had time to collect the body of the girl.

In this way, in the atmosphere where the protagonist keeps killing first and then killing and the villain is struggling to rescue the girl but is ineffective and resentful but has nowhere to show, the two fully interpret what it means to love and kill each other, what it means to ask for but not be able to, and what it means to be poor and fall into Huangquan and never abandon each other. The picture has reached a wonderful state of harmony. -- A brain-opening reader's language.

Mo Chuan: Riyo, why don't you two just go and stir up the foundation?

As for what "her neck was gently twisted", "she fell asleep in the fog without feeling and never woke up", "the unspeakable frustration and loss in that glance made her soul tremble, and she could only break like a withered mandarin duck vine after bearing a weight that she could not bear", "the wind blew her hair, and gradually became manic and restless, and finally turned into a huge wind net, which was crushed mercilessly---" and so on............

Who is interested in watching this "32 ways to die a girl"!

Mo Chuan was crumbling by the plot of the cheating father, and he wanted to abandon the article and the author's rivers and lakes, but as a late-stage patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, the obsession of "must finish reading" kept looping in his mind, it was just a magic sound, and he could only hold a broken otaku heart, crying and looking down with a sad face.

Later, the author seems to have picked up a little bit of the broken festival all over the ground, so that the protagonist met the true love of his life and the little cinnabar mole in his chest.

And the cinnabar mole, which is also the same Xinyi protagonist, not only accompanies the protagonist in life and death, but also expands his contacts, greatly enhances the protagonist's prestige in immortal cultivation, and lays a solid foundation for the protagonist to unify the righteous path.

When hooking up with the cinnabar mole, the protagonist also has the strength of the late stage of the transformation of the gods, and the strength of the cinnabar mole is even better. So with the assistance of the cinnabar mole + cinnabar mole master + a group of cannon fodder + countless anti-heaven magic weapons, the protagonist finally killed the Blood Flame Venerable at the cost of being seriously injured.

After this battle, the protagonist and the cinnabar mole were promoted to the Mahayana period, and the two officially became inseparable Taoist couples, and the protagonist was even more firmly seated as the leader of the righteous path with the full support of the cinnabar mole and his teacher.

The life-and-death love between the protagonist and the cinnabar mole has also been circulating in the Xiuzhen world for countless years, although countless versions have been fabricated, but the central idea is tantamount to sighing that these two people are really a good match, and the relationship is particularly loyal, they are simply models in the Xiuzhen world, and they are like fairy couples, and of course, they don't forget to express their strong envy and worship for the protagonist.

Hundreds of years later, the protagonist and the cinnabar mole rise to the top. Since then, their names have been remembered by every monk and have become a myth in the eyes of generations of young monks.

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Do you think this pseudo-he ending can save the mood of otaku broken into scum?

"Nine Heavenly Saints", author;

Just looking at this pen name, there is a strong air of obscenity. Brain-dead plot, brain-dead protagonist, rotten street book titles, kindergarten-level writing, this kind of rotten text is also chased?

In fact, Mo Chuan has completely ignored the fact that when he first started reading it, he praised the author's good writing and the fact that this article is actually really followed by many people.

He fell into a deep depression.

Said that there are countless harem beauties who enjoy the blessings of all people (no)?said that the domineering side leaks left and right hugs the winner of life (still not)?

It's all turned into a pile of 3,000 white bones and corpses, and it's falling!

Chicory, big, big chrysanthemum, let's come out and talk about life, I promise not to kill you!

If possible, Mo Chuan really wanted to burn the tablet of the immortal chrysanthemum.

Oh, yes. and his own "good friend" who lost his conscience. He now completely understands that the thing was stimulated after reading this book, and he will be in pain when he dies!

Mo Chuan cursed so viciously that he couldn't immediately rush to Jiyou's house to find someone to settle the account, so he stared gloomily at the "-2" in the comment column, and laughed distorted in his heart.

[Netizen: Wear in and draw out to comment: "Nine Heavens Holy Venerable" score: -2

The protagonist is scum, and he actually gave up a whole harem for a villain!!Is the author SB?Why don't you just let them stir up the base?And write a hairy scumbag?Just turn green and chirp, the label is written * or pure love is up to you!]

Happily looking at the little chrysanthemum on the page, I don't know why there is a faint egg pain, and the chrysanthemum is inexplicably tight, as if something discordant is going to happen. He shook his head, attributing this fleeting feeling to the sequelae of reading bad texts, and didn't care.

The blow I received today was too big, and I was so tired, so tired that I didn't want to go anywhere except the bed.

The decadent little otaku looked out the window at the night as dark as he was, silently rolled back to his nest and fell asleep, and soon fell asleep in chaos.

After experiencing such cruel brainwashing, he still had nightmares, and the first thing Mo Chuan did after opening his eyes was to give a thumbs up to his powerful psychological element!

But I don't know if he was really cursed by the author, Mo Chuan woke up and found that he was actually wearing it.

It's okay if you don't dress as the protagonist, it's not good to dress as anyone, and you actually dress up as the villain of the stallion Wen!

The villain, he, he, he, he...... [whoa-aw] incompetent!

Could it be more unlucky?

Mo Chuan's eyes darkened, and he vomited three liters of blood.

As for how Mo Chuan was sure that "himself" was the Blood Flame Venerable?

It's very simple, it's the little red lotus in front of him.

The Soul Blood Lotus, the natal magic weapon of the Blood Flame Venerable, is second only to the protagonist's natal magic weapon in the original book, which is described in detail in the original book.

This trait could not be more obvious.

Mo Chuan sighed deeply and began to comfort himself.

Isn't it just dressed as a villain, the villain has a lot of money and can play a big territory, so he is not afraid!

Wool!

The point is, isn't it okay if he doesn't lift it!

Can you have a more enjoyable shot?

The ex-right-hander otaku feels like he's about to be drowned by malice from the new map.

His mood was almost broken now......

Although it is difficult to accept, it is undeniable that he has indeed become the Blood Flame Venerable in the book, and has become a ...... The ultimate villain who is destined to rob the girl with the protagonist.

……………… What a fart!

He doesn't want to rob the girl with that murderer!

Then again.

Where's the plot now?

The Blood Flame Venerable actually appeared quite early, in case the Blood Flame Venerable had already robbed the girl with the protagonist......

Mo Chuan shuddered.

The protagonist's heart is very small, (forcing him) to kill his own woman, this hatred must not be shared!

→That's right, Fukai Ice is so unreasonable!

As for simply killing the protagonist......

Although the Blood Flame Venerable released the water, the protagonist was able to escape from the hands of strong people who were several realms higher than him again and again, which is still very revealing.

Even if he doesn't keep it anymore, who knows if he will be killed by the protagonist's aura, and who knows if he can return to the original world after he dies?

Maybe it's going to be completely dead, and there's not even the scum left......

Mo Chuan, who had never even killed a chicken, silently lit a candle for himself.

Hopefully, he'll still have a chance to remedy and plan for his future...... Let's tat.

Mo Chuan, who was immersed in sadness, sat up, intending to change his posture to continue his grief, but the tip of his nose coldly bumped into a forgotten little thing.

Mo Chuan was stunned, how could this blood lotus be taken back?

How did you come here and how to go back?

This thought just appeared in Mo Chuan's mind, and the petite and delicate blood lotus retracted back into his forehead with a "whoosh".

The red light flashed in front of him, Mo Chuan was a little stunned for a while, he wouldn't be burned out of his brain, right?

Immediately thinking that this was no longer the modern world, Mo Chuan quickly dispelled his suspicions. How could any monk be injured by his own magic weapon, not to mention the Blood Lotus, a magic weapon that was connected to his divine soul, it could be said that it had already become a part of his body at all.

At this time, he finally relieved himself a little, and put aside those bad things for the time being, Mo Chuan was still more interested in that blood lotus. After all, a normal person who has been influenced by modern technology for more than 20 years will inevitably feel new to this wonderful phenomenon.

So his mind moved, and the blood lotus immediately appeared in front of him again.

Mo Chuan stretched out his hand and carefully touched the blood lotus, slowly holding this little thing in the palm of his hand.

It was obviously covered with burning flames, but the blood lotus was only warm to the touch, and it was moist to the touch. The excellent touch made Mo Chuan couldn't help but slowly rub the petals with his fingertips, and he couldn't put it down for a while.

"Chirp!" a dissatisfied voice sounded in his head.

What was that?

Mo Chuan's action of stroking the blood lotus paused, and he listened intently for a while, but the voice never appeared again.

Could it be auditory hallucinations?

After all, he was the only one in the room now.

Mo Chuan pinched the soft and slippery little red lotus in his hand. After all, after such a big change, it is understandable that I was a little nervous for a while.

"Chirp!" The voice grew more and more dissatisfied, and the voice became clearer and clearer.

Mo Chuan's face was strange, and he was sure that the voice appeared directly in his consciousness.

But there's no one here but him.

Mo Chuan unintentionally grabbed a petal, puzzled.

"Chirp!chirp!chirp!" the voice was still ringing relentlessly, almost angry!

Apart from............ This blood lotus in his hand.

Mo Chuan lowered his head and carefully observed the little thing that obediently fell into his hand, not knowing if it was his hallucination, his vision actually saw the inside of the lotus heart through the layers of overlapping petals.

There, there was a light-colored point of light that kept swimming along the veins of the petals as if it were alive, and the light on the body was still flashing and flickering, as if it was angry, puffing up.

After seeing this small point of light, Mo Chuan had an inexplicable feeling that he could be sure that the "chirping" sound just now was made by this little guy.

It was a very subtle feeling, and he could perceive a deep connection with the other person without any prompting. That kind of connection is not a familiar or * bond on the outside, but a bond on the soul, but it seems to be a little unstable.

Could this be...... Machine Spirit?

Mo Chuan, who had seen countless stallions with the background of cultivating immortals, had this idea almost instantly.

There's no way, who let the natal magic weapon Jiuquan Ice Lotus given to the heroine by the protagonist in this original book have a machine spirit, and the form of that machine spirit is also a touch of light, can't it be more familiar? .