Fancy didn't speak.

Mocking Wind still looked at it and said:

"Claustrophobia, afraid of the dark and afraid of ghosts, greedy for money and money, well, you still have a lot of prejudice against men."

The fancy face is getting more and more ugly.

With every word he spoke, she felt like she had taken off a dress in front of him.

"You can always give a lot of patience and compassion to female supporting roles, and you can help if you can, even if the other party is a villain."

"When it comes to supporting male characters, you are either thinking about cheating them out of their money, or thinking about how to step on others to climb up, which is very ruthless."

Mocking Wind smiled:

"Your character makes you the heroine, it's really embarrassing for you."

Fancy resisted the urge to get up and turn around and leave.

She really didn't like her every move, being repeatedly pondered and chewed by others, and finally came to the conclusion that she was what kind of person she was.

"You must be scolding me in your heart now, tell me to shut up quickly."

Fancy almost didn't collapse to shut him up.

Mocking Feng saw that she was about to hold back, and probably figured out where her bottom line was.

He closed the book, and in the snap of his fingers, the three books in his hand turned into three white gardenias.

A burst of gardenia's unique fragrance diffused around, and the mood of fancy and irritable anxiety magically calmed down.

Mocking Wind handed the flower to her hand, and the three flowers instantly turned into a delicate sachet in her hand.

"Every time you can't control your temper, take it with you." He said.

Fancy didn't take it immediately, but raised her eyes to him and asked:

"Did I take it, and it's your subordinate?"

Mocking Wind still smiled gently: "I didn't plan to keep you." ”

Fancy was instantly enraged by this sentence.

She gritted her teeth, clenched her body and said to every inch of skin:

"Why can't you just give me a chance? Sentenced me to death with just three books?! ”

There were tears in her eyes, not that she was wronged, but that she was angry to the extreme, but she desperately suppressed the physiological reaction.

Mocking Wind Says:

"Three books are enough, if you weren't introduced by the blood moon, I wouldn't have read any more, just let the enforcers send you away."

"Actually, I'm not afraid of the taskers who pick resources, on the contrary, the excellent taskers under me are all "biased". ”

"But they have a strong enough heart, unlike you, who is tough on the surface, but actually more fragile than anyone else, if anyone dares to poke into your heart to take a look, don't want to come out alive."

These words almost gave Fancy a slap in the face, and the pain made her tinnitus and dizzy.

She could no longer suppress the panic that had been punctured somewhere in her heart, so she suddenly got up, turned her head and left.

Isn't it just editing!

Lao Tzu doesn't need it!

She hurried back the way she came, the sound of the breeze and the chirping of birds and beasts.

Everything here is so peaceful and calm.

Only her, full of stormy waves, surging and smashing her to the shore,

She was like a dehydrated fish, panicked and helpless, and couldn't find her way home.

Is she really going to leave like this?

After leaving, she will completely dissociate herself from all the editors of the female frequency.

In the future, she will go with a large group of low-level taskers to grab the public resources in the square.

You also have to face the never-ending hunt of sharks.

Accept the fact that you will always be a black household.

Admit that you are a coward who is fragile on the inside, strong on the outside, and strong on the outside!

Fancy stopped abruptly.

is fighting to the death with his own resistance in the same place.

In the end, reason prevailed, and she turned and rushed in front of the mocking wind, grabbed the sachet in his arms, and squatted on the ground to bury her head.

The scent of gardenia fills her nostrils, takes over her brain, and drives away her negative emotions.

It wasn't until she was completely calm down that she slowly raised her head and said to Mock Wind in a hoarse voice:

"Give me a chance and I can overcome it, whatever it is."

Her voice was small, even a little trembling, but it had an indescribable stubbornness and firmness.

Her eyes were filled with tears, but not a drop fell.

Mocking Wind was stunned by this look, and he seemed to be able to feel her disapproval through the empty air.

It seemed that if he refused, she could keep going, even if she hit her head and bleed.

He was a little shaken.

The words he said before were the words that poked her heart the most, and they were the most fatal to a person with a psychological disorder.

If she can still persist in this part, she can already be regarded as trying to overcome herself again.

"Are you sure?"

Fancy nodded and said sure.

"Well, I'll give you the opportunity, whether you can seize it depends on your own determination."

A glint flashed in the fancy eyes, and the breath of holding back came up.

Mocking Wind waved his hand, and a black-covered copy turned into a stream of data and drilled into her system interface.

It's a supernatural book.

Mocking Wind said, "If you can successfully complete the book and overcome the fear of ghosts, I will want you, on the other hand, even if Blood Moon personally brings you over, I will not give him this face." ”

"Also, you only have three years to complete the main story, beyond which the book city world will be next month, and your "High Heels Empire" will have to be disposed of as unfinished."

Fancy nerves tense instantly.

After returning to his rental house, Fancy lay in bed and stared at the ceiling for most of the night.

She never dared to activate the supernatural text in the system immediately.

It is false to say that you are not afraid.

She was going to die of fear.

Just thinking about the supernatural book lying in her system made her feel a chill down her spine.

kept his eyes open until dawn, and finally went to Ji Qinyu to ask about his experience in supernatural literature.

Ji Qinyu heard her take a supernatural text, and his eyes widened:

"You're really out of the way this time."

In the past, the fancy was absolutely not to stick to these things, not only did not stick, but also avoided it.

Ji Qinyu's home specially vacated the basement to put the luggage she brought from the real world, and Ji Qinyu saw a lot of gadgets in it to ward off evil spirits and drive away disasters.

Fancy seems to believe in this, firmly believing that there are ghosts in the world, and people who die tragically will become ghosts to find enemies to ask for their lives.

Who would have thought that a fancy person who scares the air all day long would be afraid of ghosts?

Fancy gets her to the point, not to mention useless.

Ji Qinyu was very helpless:

"I took over four supernatural texts, and they are all texts, as you know, this kind of text is based on romance, and it is not scary at all."

When you hear the words, you know that you are looking for the wrong person.

It is absolutely impossible for Mock Wind to give her a book that is not challenging or difficult.

She went to find Tang Yulin again.

"I don't take it very much, the supernatural is unpopular in the female frequency, there are few readers, and the reward for finishing the book is not high."

Tang Yulin complained a lot, and by the way, he mentioned a supernatural text she had received,

said that there was a ghost on the bus that the heroine was riding in, and she killed one person every day, and the main line was to let the heroine find out this ghost.

Tang Yulin is the second female, and was forced by the heroine of the book to be a bait, only to find out that the ghost was actually hidden in the makeup mirror of a female passenger.

Tang Yulin almost lost his life, and since then he has never received the supernatural text.