Hmm...

Wen Xiaoyun's painful struggle in the mud pit, and the pain of the five horses' corpses is nothing more than that.

She finally couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted angrily in the brain waves, "Yunnan No. 10, didn't you say that it was just sad for a while?" Why is it still so painful after so long a day?! ”

The space-time system paused for two seconds before replying weakly, "All the sadness is temporary, and the pain is hard to say." ”

"Your sister~" Wen Xiaoyun was so hateful that she was going crazy, she stretched out her arms hard, and finally, her hands grew.

Wen Xiaoyun was overjoyed, her legs fluttered harder, and sure enough, her feet grew out without two blows.

Picking up the mud with both hands and kicking hard with both feet, Wen Xiaoyun's newly grown head finally rushed out of the mud!

"Ahem, ahem..."

After coughing violently, she quickly bowed and washed her eyes and blew the mud in her nose.

She almost suffocated to death in the mud.

Just as she tried to open her eyes and adjust to the bright light outside, there was a sudden sound of water in front of her.

Wen Xiaoyun raised her head suddenly, her eyes widening.

The calm river suddenly burst into a large splash of water, and a man with long hair in half-faded clothes splashed out of the water.

The white silk shirt on the man's body had already been soaked in the river water and translucent, and his long black hair threw a beautiful arc in the air, and countless water droplets flew out from above, shining in the bright afternoon sun, like countless crystals flying freely in the air.

He was long and not the slightest bit muscular. Facing Wen Xiaoyun on the side, her shoulders are smooth and white, which is even softer than a woman's fragrant shoulders.

The scene in front of him was like a famous painting, so beautiful that Wen Xiaoyun forgot to breathe for a while.

At this moment, a sharp and cold sharp knife suddenly pressed against Wen Xiaoyun's neck, "What person?!" ”

The man's voice was colder than the blade, dry and hoarse, comparable to the voice of a sheep that had changed, and Wen Xiaoyun shivered unconsciously when he heard it, and goosebumps all over his body.

Wen Xiaoyun was shocked and frightened, and looked confused.

What happened? What's going on now?

That's how it happened.

Two hours ago,

As soon as Wen Xiaoyun woke up, he found that he had turned into a cloud of green dust.

Just as she kept convincing herself that it was just a dream, a cold mechanical male voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"Lord Host, please don't do any more useless struggles, you have successfully crossed into the world of comics, and officially started the quest of "Save Yourself, Don't Ask for People, Hey, Just Don't Ask for People".

Wen Xiaoyun: ···

"So I'm here, this is a soul piercing?"

Space-Time System: "It's similar, but it's not soul piercing." ”

Wen Xiaoyun wanted to cry a little, "Am I going to wear it on Miss Chaijiao at that moment?" ”

"First, the target is not women.

Second, the crossing has been completed at present, but it is a little mistaken, the crossing time is half a quarter late, and the target person who crosses has been killed and burned into a handful of ashes...

A small grass grew from the top of Wen Xiaoyun's head.

Half a second later, a raging anger instantly rose from the top of Wen Xiaoyun's head, and she gritted her teeth and asked, "So I wore a handful of ashes?" ”

"Human brainwaves have a unique magnetic field energy. Joy, anger and sorrow, each emotion has its own unique energy. ”

"So this has something to do with my crossing?" Wen Xiaoyun buried his head in the search for a way to kill the space-time system.

"Humans have this energy, and humans in the host's world have the same ability."

Wen Xiaoyun raised her head suddenly, what, what do you mean?

"My world is completely fictional, how can those characters have energy?"

"In addition to the host's original world, there are countless dimensional spaces in the universe. For example, a grain of sand is an ordinary grain of sand here; But for the microcosm in that grain of sand, it is another living dimensional space.

There are countless sand and gravel dusts, each with its own world, in which a variety of different lives and environments live.

The planes influence each other and contain each other.

One of the most peculiar effects is that creatures from different planes will become gods and creators of each other.

For example, in the host's world, every literary work, video, audio, or even a painting or a song can affect a barren grain of 'sand' to produce a new dimensional space. ”

Wen Xiaoyun was dumbfounded.

"The setting is unreasonable, and the works that abandon the pit and cut it in half will also give rise to an independent world, but it is a chaotic world, and the people in it live in endless doom. Those people will have a grudge against the Creator.

Once resentment is collected in large quantities, it can even travel through time and space, endangering the balance of the health plane.

At this point, the Temporal Authority will punish the creators until the resentment is relieved and can dissipate on its own. ”

"What, what kind of task?"

"Fulfill the curse of those people on you, travel to the bloody Mary Sue and suffer the tragic fate of the terrible death."