Hearing Tang Xin's mocking tone, Hei Wu asked in surprise, "Are you sympathetic to people from the outside world?" ”

Tang Xin smiled lightly: "That's right, I'm sympathizing with them." After all, you took the last of the dead people's things. ”

Black Mist laughed loudly: "Tang Xin, you are really funny, I thought you would be kind enough to reprimand me for not being so cruel." ”

"But you just seem to be concerned about what happens after those energies are seized by me, I can't see through you, I have devoured so many souls in the past, but none of them are as weird as you."

As he spoke, Hei Wu was a little puzzled: "Tang Xin, you should only be fifteen or sixteen years old this year, are you sure that you are not an old monster who was reborn?" ”

Tang Xin: "...... Get lost! ”

She set such a thing in the first place, and it was really brain-pumping!

What's even more sad for her is that the protagonist she has invested a lot of emotion and time to create is actually only one side of her relationship (poor Lord Tang Xin still doesn't know that the cute and beautiful boy who was with her before is the protagonist, wax!). Then she was punished with demerits all day long, and finally went directly to the extreme realm.

After so many years, it is enough for the protagonist to grow up.

Wait, there's a plot here.

In the original work, it is about a certain day when the protagonist inadvertently broke into the extreme realm and took away the energy of the black mist, and cultivated to rise up slowly, and then won the first place in the major sect competitions in the immortal realm, and since then he has lived the road of the villain who secretly kills people, robs the family, destroys the family, destroys the world, and destroys the world......

The time when the protagonist appeared in the extreme realm in the book is about this time period, but now the extreme realm is temporarily closed because she is being punished, and the protagonist can't enter at all.

So, is she ruining the protagonist's chances to soar?

Tang Xin's calm expression cracked for a moment.

#坏了主角兼职反派的金手指垫脚石, can I still live happily#

#作为挡住儿子一飞冲天之路的亲妈, she didn't mean it#

#拿什么拯救你我的智商#

#论如何委婉的还给主角一团黑雾, online, etc., it's in a hurry#

Tang Xin is quite worried about the protagonist, if there is no energy of this black mist, it is impossible for the protagonist's cultivation to increase several levels in an instant without side effects, so he will not be able to deal with some killers.

(⊙o⊙) Her protagonist won't die because of her, right??

Even if Tang Xin, the author of the fish lip, is afraid of her protagonist. No matter how cruel the protagonist is, it is undeniable that the author has true love for his protagonist.

This is the protagonist abusing me thousands of times, I treat the protagonist like my first love!

Thinking of this, Tang Xin, who had no heart or lungs to sharpen himself, instantly became uneasy.

"Whipping Table!" Tang Xin's divine sense shouted in the white mist. There was also a palpable eagerness in the tone.

Black Mist was stunned and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"I want to get out right away." Tang Xin said softly.

Black Mist: Why, can't this dead girl finally endure the torture and beg for mercy? It knows that no one can withstand the punishment of the whipping platform, Tang Xin, love self-destruction.

"Tang Xin. Are you ready to dedicate your soul? Black Mist asked emotionally.

Tang Xin: "...... what did this guy make up in his brain?"

"No, I just want to go out for a walk." Tang Xinyun said lightly.

Black Mist: Do you think the Extreme Realm is your home? Come and go as you want?

"If I could come in and out at will, I would have gone out a long time ago, do you think I'm willing to stay here and be angry with you?" Black Mist said angrily: "I can't get out, don't even think about it." ”

Tang Xin frowned, and said with disdain: "It's also the first time I've seen such a stupid artifact and artifact spirit, except for the smirk, you are using it to control one or two useless wastes." ”

The black mist churned violently, and it seemed that Tang Xin's self-esteem had been hurt, and what it wanted to say was directly interrupted by Tang Xin.

I only heard Tang Xin continue to mock: "I can't even transform into a human form, every time I come out, it's a black and disgusting thing, how cool do you think you are." ”

"That's it, how useless are you from ancient times to now, you don't even know how to get out of the body and are still sealed??"

"The power of refining the whipping platform may have been killed by you, and you must have forgotten that there was such a thing as a brain when you formed your consciousness."

The black mist churned endlessly, and the anger exploded directly. But because the rules are limited to the extreme, it just can't move a single hair of Tang Xin.

Black Mist: Don't stop anyone. When Tang Xin died, it must torture her soul fiercely, and it was angry with it, it was really angry with it.

The black fog is faintly aggrieved, is it really that wasteful?

This negative world, it's really hopeless.

The black mist was hit a little seriously by Tang Xin, and it didn't come out alive or dead when it drilled into the white jade pillar with a 'whoosh'.

Tang Xin pouted: I wanted to stimulate this idiot to think of a way to get out, but I didn't expect it to be so unbearable.

Is this mental quality still stirring up wind and rain in Shushan?

It's a bit of luck that I haven't been caught.

A few days later, in a tavern outside Huaicheng, only a few customers sat on the ground.

Now that the sun is getting big outside, the owner of the tavern can't lift his spirits, and he is lying on the side and dangling a fan. The little second brother leaned on the beam. His eyes were blank, and his upper and lower eyelids were constantly fighting, and he always had to wait until the guests urged him several times before he slowly went over to serve the wine.

And right in this remote and dilapidated tavern. In a small and inconspicuous corner, there sits a person who will not be ignored wherever he goes—a young man in his twenties.

The young man wore a purple brocade robe with a silver-white cloud pattern, and his long black hair was casually restrained by a hairpin.

There was a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

Behind him, a delicate and agile woman looked around with a sly glint in her eyes, and the few people in the tavern who were looking at it with vivacity couldn't help but smile. But those people didn't notice the occasional glimpse of sharpness in the woman's eyes.

Next to the woman stood a serious man with a cold face, his cold eyes were cold without the slightest temperature, and only when he saw the purple-clothed young man sitting in front of him did he become a little respectful and afraid.

This group of people is Yun Lan, Shen Xia and Ye Yi.

Yun Lan ignored Shen Xia and Ye Yi's movements, he stretched out his pale and slender fingers, gently picked up the brown wine bowl in front of him that was missing a small sip, and took a small sip of tea that was as rough and tasteless as a leaf.

It was obviously an inferior ceramic wine bowl with a mouth, and it was obviously the lowest tea, but his movements were so elegant, just like an immortal venerable sitting on the nine heavens, holding up the priceless purple jade golden dragon wine bottle, and drinking the elixir jade dew.

This is the elegance and dignity that comes from the bones. (To be continued.) )