In the darkness, Qi Daoyuan felt that his body was constantly falling, this space seemed endless, and he didn't know where he would fall.

"Poof!"

Like a stone thrown into a pool, Qi Daoyuan only felt that the light and shadow around him changed instantly, and it was so familiar as far as the eye could see.

He slumped in a familiar swivel chair with a familiar computer in front of him and a familiar romance action movie playing on the screen.

I...... Crossed back again?

What's going on? Could it be that I drowned in the water? No, the cultivators of the Ning Yuan Realm held their breath as if they were playing, and I could choke to death by the water?

Or was the art of escaping discovered by the Ten Thousand Bat Kings and cut me into meat sauce?

I'm also the nominal creator god of Kyushu, am I so unlucky that I can't even pass the primary experience?

My protagonist is gone, isn't Kyushu going to be finished?

Qi Daoyuan looked at all this in front of him in disbelief, a little incredulous.

"Dididi!"

The QQ prompt sounded, and he subconsciously clicked on it with the mouse, and found that it was the "Kyushu Book Club" chatting in a group again.

Dead Leaf Butterfly: Why has this book in Kyushu been interrupted again!! it hasn't been updated for three days, is it going to be interrupted for a few months?

The north wind is not lonely: Daoyou is calm, you are not the first day to join the group, just get used to it. @枯叶蝶 (/nose picking/)

Dead Leaf Butterfly: But it's so angry! The plot is moving slowly, even if it's still broken, how can people chase the book?

Autumn Yinong: It is recommended that this Taoist friend send the blade directly to the author (/eat melon/).

Withered Leaf Butterfly: That's a good idea, but I don't know his address, who can help me flesh him!

Qiu Yinong: My colleague is a classmate with him, but he can get the address, chat with me privately, and I'll send it to you (/bad smile/).

Dead Leaf Butterfly: (/ok/).

Nanshan Returnee: Isn't it? You guys actually came to the real thing, isn't it okay to do this?@秋意浓 By the way, send me a copy of the address in a private chat, and I will also send him a pound of blades, fresh (/funny/).

Beifeng is not lonely: As an administrator, I can't stand it, @秋意浓 address by the way, send me a private chat, and I'll send him two catties (/pick your nose/).

Member X: And me and me.

Group member X+1: Just send it directly in the group, and one of us will send him some, so that he doesn't have the consciousness of the author!

......

Qi Daoyuan looked at the group chat record with a convulsive face, and there was a wave of slander in his heart, Lao Tzu was seriously injured and has not recovered, and it is really not a last resort, how can you weave a plot for you in a coma?

Besides, what kind of blade to send! How expensive is that thing, and the postage is also expensive, just give me a reward for the blade online?

Even if you send it to me, you can't change the fact that my hand is crippled, and it is impossible to update you with 10,000 words a day! Moreover, the blade is not easy to destroy, and if the police uncle finds out, it is easy to wonder if I have some bad intentions!

Qi Daoyuan knocked his head helplessly, and began to think about the next plot with a headache, but before he could come up with a clue, Xiao Jiu's familiar voice began to sound in his consciousness.

"Master, the sun is drying your fart, don't dream, it's time to wake up!"

Huh? Xiao Jiu still exists? She said I'm dreaming? Is it all an illusion?

"Bang!"

Everything in front of him was shattered like a mirror, and Qi Daoyuan re-entered the endless darkness, only this time his body was not falling, but rising.

I don't know how long later, a light suddenly appeared in front of him, and he slowly opened his eyes.

What you see is a simple and simple house, the furnishings in the house are common southern Xinjiang style, and there is a big "volt" written at the door, it seems that he has not really returned to the present world, everything is just a dream.

"You're awake. A slightly vicissitudes of voice came.

Qi Daoyuan followed the sound and saw a white-haired old man sitting not far from the left hand side of the bed, slowly closing a book called "Truth and Falsehood". The name of this book is a little strange, it doesn't look like it was written by people from southern Xinjiang or even Kyushu, and it obviously has a feeling of a different continent.

Qi Daoyuan was able to lie here safely, obviously rescued by the old man in front of him, he looked inside and found that the injuries on his body had basically healed, so he quickly got up and got out of bed, solemnly waved his hands and said: "Thank you for saving you righteously, you must be the Fubo patriarch, right?"

The white-haired old man stepped forward to lift him up, smiled heartily, stroked his beard and said, "Xiaoyou is really smart, and the old man is Fubo." But this word of thanks is really indescribable, it's just a gesture, if you really want to say thank you, it should be the old man who thanks you. ”

Qi Daoyuan asked: "I don't know what Patriarch Fubo said about this. ”

Fu Bo said: "On the day of your battle with the Ten Thousand Bat King, you happened to be bumped into by my clansmen who went out to collect medicine, and reported the matter back to the clan. When I arrived, it happened that you had just hit the Ten Thousand Bat King, and she was almost about to fall into the Demon Pill Realm at that time, and the strength of several elders in my clan happened to snatch back the Inner Dan of the Green Netherworld Holy Beast from her hands. It's just that the guy was very cunning, and in the end she escaped, which can be regarded as a failure, otherwise, it can be regarded as a major scourge for southern Xinjiang. ”

"However, since the Holy Beast Neidan has returned to the Fu Clan, this matter is certainly worthy of my thanks. ”

Fu Bo looked at Qi Daoyuan with a smile, and also solemnly waved his hand to thank him, Qi Daoyuan felt that he couldn't stand such a big gift from the other party, and hurriedly helped him up.

"Patriarch Fubo is serious, it's all a coincidence, but I don't know how you found my traces later?"

Patriarch Fubo smiled and said, "This is thanks to the Lord of the Green Immortal Holy Beast, she has a strong sense of perception, and as soon as Nedan retracted it, she found your traces, but you were already seriously injured and unconscious at that time, so I took you back to the clan." ”

Qi Daoyuan nodded, and said with some self-deprecation: "I see, it seems that the things in the world are really interlocking, I originally planned to come to the Fu Clan, although the process was a little twists and turns, but it can be regarded as the same destination, and I actually came in a daze, hehe!"

Patriarch Fubo said: "You should have come here for the essence blood of the Green Immortal Holy Beast, I have prepared it in advance, you can take it with confidence." With that, he handed over a delicate small bottle, which contained a drop of cyan blood, and the phantom of the blue bird could be faintly seen hovering.

Qi Daoyuan was a little sluggish, and the trip to the Secret Dao Fu Clan was so simple to complete the task?

Patriarch Fubo seemed to see Qi Daoyuan's thoughts, and explained: "It is very unwise for the Nine-Tailed Holy Beast to want to fight the mastermind behind the scenes with its own strength. That person was close to an immortal demon in terms of cultivation and wisdom, and even if the nine-tailed holy beast was in a high realm, it was definitely not his opponent. Although this matter started from the Li people, the disaster in the entire southern Xinjiang is not simply a matter of the Li people, and naturally needs to be faced by our five tribes together. ”

There was a wisdom in Fu Bo's eyes, that is the great wisdom that can only be obtained after seeing through the world, Qi Daoyuan looked at the inconspicuous old man in front of him, and admired it in his heart.

Jiang is still old and spicy, and Fubo is a person who has seen the world at a glance!