"Hey, why isn't there any? I remember there were more than 800 chapters. ”

Wu Yu, who was slightly stunned, looked at the watch in his hand, and at half past nine in the evening, that is to say, in less than three hours, he experienced the story of Chu Qing in the "Literary Era" in the past 14 years.

With a movement in his heart, he raised his right hand and spread it out, Wu Yu summoned the black flame that had stopped beating from his palm that connected the mobile phone to himself, and the original reflection-like void flame had completely changed its appearance.

It was obviously a sourceless fire, but it seemed to be full of weight and texture, and every slight twist of the flame left a ripple-like spreading oppressive force in the air.

"Why did the scene of "Suzhou Creek" played by Chu Qing in the book come here?"

The instinct connected by the blood directly transmitted the hidden message in the black fireworks to Wu Yu's mind.

"Ah, I feel like I'm going to be a sculpture. ”

Shaking his head in confusion, looking at the sky that was already not early, Wu Yu withdrew the black fire into his body, rubbed his somewhat sore body, straightened up and stretched, ready to leave this quiet corner.

"Click! click~click!"

A series of crisp sounds that were incomparably clear, and as Wu Yu took the flames into his body, the movement of standing up and stretching his waist suddenly burst out from the surrounding environment.

As far as the eye could see, in the space of the entire area of about two meters with Wu Yu as the center, there were five or six unusually familiar traces like mirror shattering.

"I'm just stretching after reading the book, so you don't have to fight so much to meet me, right?"

Wu Yu, who was frightened by the sudden changes in the world around him, stiffened and did not dare to move, looked at the familiar spatial cracks.

- Isn't this what he caused when he used too much force to construct the world scene in the world of the novel at once, causing an impact on the barriers of the world?

Is it because of the Chu Qing version of the world of "Suzhou River" built in black flames?

"But it's strange, except for the fact that my neck and arms are a little sore because I have been in a position for a long time, I don't have the fatigue of being consumed at all? Besides, what is the connection with the real world?"

Wu Yu, who was extremely nervous in his heart, carefully moved his gaze, worried that if he was not careful, any movement would make the fragile and flutter in front of him to the quiet corner that seemed to collapse and shatter with only one push left.

Fluffy and fragile?

"How did you get that impression?"

Subconsciously summoned the black flame hidden in his body.

Sure enough, with the appearance of the flames, the sense of oppression and weight that Wu Yu had previously ignored appeared out of thin air, as well as every detail of the vivid "Suzhou River" that could be felt directly by concentrating, made Wu Yu suddenly realize.

"I ...... What kind of monster has it become?"

The black flame, which originally seemed to be no threat, now became extremely terrifying in Wu Yu's eyes.

His reading directly burns the existence of the real world into a scene in a small fictional world.

…………

After hesitating for a long time, he carefully moved out of the osmanthus tree, and Wu Yu, who walked to the path, looked back at the small world that was on the verge of being broken but was extremely stable.

"I don't think I'll be able to come here again to read books in the future. ”

Sighing with some regret, Wu Yu lifted the schoolbag with his left hand and threw it behind him. With a snap of his fingers, a handful of weighty black flames ignited in his hand.

"Since it's a so-called gift, I have to ask about the trouble in person, otherwise, I won't be able to read books with peace of mind in the future. ”

Looking at the neat and bright avenue not far from the forest path, the girls walked by with low laughter from time to time, although the sky has been pressed, but I have to say that at least in the lighting project of Bieshan High School is not half a point of cutting corners.

Obviously, at this time, it is too idealistic to go directly to the end of the dormitory area, open the back door and slip out. Not to mention leaving, even how to get back to the dormitory is a problem.

Naturally, I don't dare to continue reading the book now, so I can only go back to the dormitory for a while.

Helplessly, I don't know how many times I sighed today, Wu Yu had to burrow into the green belt next to the dormitory, ignite a fire in the bushes that no one else could see, and groped in the direction of the seven and a half dormitories.