Li Li continued to twist his waist and began his dreamy transformation performance.

At this time, if he first shouted: "Moon Prism Power - Transformation!" ”

Perhaps, it won't seem so abrupt!

Canglang doesn't have to look so helpless!

How he wanted to cover his eyes so that he couldn't see those spicy eyes.

But he was worried that the other party would take advantage of the loss of his sight to come to a wave of personal sneak attacks that lost his conscience.

Li Li turned to a cool shape as if no one was around, the smile in the corners of his eyes became more and more vigorous, and finally it may be his conscience that he still added green light to the indescribable parts.

In this way, a complete gender transition is completed.

"Hi~ I didn't expect you to be a young boy!"

"Nonsense! The whole body is green, whose aesthetics can keep up with you? ”

Canglang put down his hand and replied angrily.

Although I have never eaten pork, pig runs can still be seen everywhere.

With such a spicy eye, he really hasn't much interest.

"How? I've sacrificed so much, how do you think about it? As long as you join our Green Man Alliance, every day will be extremely fresh~"

The implication is so obvious, and the waves are even more unmoved!

"Thanks, no more! I still want to be a simple human being! ”

Li Li saw that Canglang was really hard-hearted, and he didn't want to force the other party to be too anxious, so Shi Shiran walked to the balcony.

"In that case, I'll bring you a few real girls tomorrow, and we'll have a good talk!"

Without waiting for Canglang to answer, he jumped directly from the balcony, the wind blew, and the cool short skirt lifted a corner.

Man has disappeared into the darkness of the night.

Canglang rushed over in an arrow step, he didn't want to report his dormitory on the front page of the German City News tomorrow.

In the endless darkness, not even the shadow of a crow could be seen.

He hurriedly opened the Tianyantong, the black and white world, Li Li had completely disappeared.

He poked his head out again and walked around for more than ten minutes, and after making sure that the other party had not killed a horseman, he walked back to the dormitory with some peace of mind.

The slight heat in the palm of his right hand slowly dissipated.

"There is only one time left in the [Emperor] skill, I don't know if this guy will really call a group of people tomorrow! If you want to beat me up at that time, I don't know if I can rely on this to give them a gorgeous group annihilation! ”

While thinking about his situation, Canglang swiped his mobile phone.

"No! It's still a few more expendable skills! Don't be pressured by more skills, and you will have more confidence to end up together! ”

He clicked on the Soul Removal column of Doomsday Reading, wanting to see if there was a "Death Don't Need Money" quest.

[Year-end Inventory of the Twelve Heavenly Kings], [Glowing Goldfinger], [Travel with the Novel]......

"Hey, what are these things? I don't understand it at all~"

However, his fingers betrayed his heart.

[Year-end Inventory of the Twelve Heavenly Kings] Display Task Description: The year-end event, the Twelve Heavenly Kings of Online Literature is about to be released! Who are the twelve heavenly kings in your mind? Newcomer king, best-selling king...... Forecast! Analyse! Inventory! All to the column!

"Hehe~ I thought it was such a high-level copy? It turned out to be just a request to make a wave of predictions! How simple and simple this kind of thing is! Anyway, there is no reward for answering correctly, and you will be scolded for making a wrong prediction! ”

Canglang settled down, and there was a decision in his heart.

"Scolded? Will I be afraid? The key is coming, but you can slaughter the gods! That's you! Lingniang, I'll take it! ”

As soon as his words fell, the newly purchased mobile phone immediately flashed with a golden light.

Canglang only felt his body tighten, as if he had been sucked into some place again.

This time, he clearly felt the pain caused by his hand pinching his thigh, and he was sure that he had been unlucky enough to enter the mission passage in the flesh.

Looking at the somewhat familiar cramped passage in front of him, he shook his head slightly, and without saying a word, he directly put his hand on the wall.

In an instant, his mind frantically flashed a series of well-known works.

Dazzled, he saw a slightly awkward cover.

It was a bald-headed comic book character sitting on a park bench with Jiro's legs crossed, his expression indescribable.

"Crash Demon King? What the hell is this? ”

He didn't even look at it a second time, let it flash quickly, and just when he was thinking about choosing a work he loved, his body had already entered uncontrollably.

"Oops, it's rude, it's not human at all!"

Immediately afterward, there was a burst of music in his ears that seemed to be the sound of mountains and rivers, or to be precise, the sound of a beautiful piano.

"Good piano skills!"

It's just that I seem to have heard this song somewhere, and I can't remember it all of a sudden!

He slowly opened his eyes and found himself sitting in a booth by the window, and outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window was a busy street, with people coming and going.

He looked forward and saw a circular platform not far in front of him, and in front of a white piano, a young man in a black suit was playing quickly.

The fingers are slender and fair, the suit is slightly fat, and the hair is messed up into the chicken nest!

Not at all the demeanor of a famous pianist!

Although the clothes did not match the piano skills, they won the intoxication and appreciation of the surrounding audience.

Canglang just wanted to say something and express that he was also a little bosom friend, but a polite greeting came from his ears.

"What would you like to drink, sir?" Coffee or orange juice? ”

Canglang turned his head to see a waiter in black and white overalls standing beside him, looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

"Uh~" He glanced at the decoration around him and the professionalism of the waiter, and swallowed silently.

"Bring me a glass of boiled water, the free kind!"

He's not a fool, how can he come to brush up on copies and pay for them.

"Huh? Good! Wait a minute, sir! ”

The professionalism of the waiter made Canglang blush, it was difficult for a man with no money.

"Sir, this is your water! If that's not enough, the water dispenser is over there, and you can refill your own cups! ”

Canglang's heart tightened, his face flushed a little, and he said in his heart: "Damn, I've praised you in vain!" Who to look down on? ”

A minute later, Canglang held on to the water dispenser and drank three glasses, and the feeling of thirst dropped a little.

When he looked at the man playing the piano again, he noticed that there was a young woman standing beside him at some point, who was well-dressed and very good-looking.

"You're really not very good at playing the piano?" The woman took a step forward and stared at the man, her voice like a voice from outside the sky.

"Well, I'm not really good at it!"

"And what are you good at?"

"I said I was a screenwriter and director!"

The silent wind blew quietly in the café.

"Puff~"

Canglang couldn't help but chuckle, the person who pretended to be AC was really underbeaten!

He wanted to taunt him, but suddenly felt a little anxious about the hollowness in his abdomen, so he hurried to the toilet.

Men, you can endure anything, this is absolutely not good!

But when he returned to the café after a relaxed time, the man and woman were gone.

Intuitively, he was three points sure that the man and woman were definitely the protagonists of the story.

They must be found and squirted from each other's skills, although they have not yet discovered any amazing talents.

He stopped a waiter.

"Hello, I want to ask, where did the guy who just played the piano go?"

Before he could get an answer, he was stunned by the waiter's amazing appearance.

"Author-kun, are you drawing comics, even the waiter is so amazingly portrayed?"

"Oh, you're talking about that guy!"

The glamorous waitress was also a little confused, he had never met such a rude guest in such a high-class café.

Professionalism tells him that the information of guests cannot be freely leaked to strangers.

"They just left!"

However, he felt that there was suddenly an extra hundred-yuan bill in Canglang's hand, so he pressed back the kind angel in his heart.

"Do you know who he is?" Canglang was a little anxious, and had no choice but to cut a piece of flesh pain.

"It seems to be called Lu Yuan! It seems that he is still a screenwriter! There are many careerists in Hengdian who want to eat swan meat and daydream all day long! ”

Canglang was shocked again.

He'd heard the name before!

"This is Wu Ma Xing's "I really don't want to be famous"! Does this have anything to do with the Twelve Heavenly Kings? ”