Just as the dryad frowned, thinking about how long it would take for him to return to his original form, a sudden change occurred in the space.

A breath that made the tree spirit feel frightened from the depths of his soul suddenly came, this space was equivalent to the heart of the tree spirit, but at this time, the tree spirit did not even have the ability to use the law, and the tree spirit turned his head and found that there was a man standing next to him.

Handsome - this was the first thought that popped into the dryad's mind.

It's not that the man in front of him is handsome, but because the man doesn't have any organs on his face, and only the word 'handsome' is written on it.

Even though he had already guessed who it was, and even though he knew that the person in front of him was in control of his own life and death, four words still popped up in the heart of the tree spirit.

MDZZ。

"Hello, dryad," the man began, and though he couldn't see the man's expression, he could feel the man smiling at him.

"Needless to say, I can give you a science popularization, the difference between me and you is called the dimension," his tone was very gentle, but the words he said carried a strong law, "You still can't understand the concept of dimension, and explaining this is not my primary purpose in looking for you today." ”

The dryad looked up at Him, "You came to me today for the tongue?" ”

"That's right, the main purpose is for him, but also for myself," he nodded very simply, and the word 'handsome' gave off a cool light, "I want you to take care of the dialect in this dimension, and you can take action yourself when necessary, but more often, you don't come forward and let the dialect go on its own path in the future." ”

The dryad's cute little brow furrowed, "Is this necessary?" Isn't the fate of all of us in your hands? Isn't the way ahead of the tongue according to your designation? ”

"Not really," he shook his head, and the dryad felt a trace of bitter emotion, "I can control the future of the dialect, but it does not mean that his future path is predetermined, in the dimension I am, I am just a small person, in fact, in a sense, you, me, dialect, the fate of the three people is the same." ”

"I said, you can't understand this concept for the time being," he smiled as he frowned in thought, "What I can guarantee is that the future path of the dialect must be the direction he is willing to take." ”

"But the difficulties encountered on the road are not necessarily what he is happy about," the tree spirit sighed, not knowing whether it was for the dialect or for himself, "What about me?" How do I do that? And – what do I get? ”

He snapped his fingers, "It's very simple, for some reason, I can't make a direct move in this dimension, in the future, no matter which plane, what you have to ensure is the basic security of the dialect, not a mortal situation you don't need to take action, you can meet the empress, you may face the willow god, and you may even slap the holy father, you will be injured but not die, and your reward - advance a part of it to you." ”

With a wave of his hand, an unstoppable energy poured into the dryad's body out of thin air, and the dryad felt a portal open in his body.

"This .......," the dryad looked at his hands with some difficulty, "this is the rule of fate?" ”

"Sort of," he waved his hand a little nonchalantly, "In addition to the basic rules of fate, there is also a part of the spatial ability that can help you open the passage of the plane when necessary, and then this-"

The dryad felt his hand sink, and a heavy package appeared out of thin air.

"What is this?"

"You can open it and take a look, it's almost time, I'll withdraw first." He made a casual gesture of goodbye, and then disappeared in an instant.

The dryad sighed, she didn't know how to describe her mood now, and then, she opened the package, and several books came into view.

"Three years of simulation and five years of actual combat, the quick success of the creator god"

"Detailed explanation of the fate of the queen and the queen, with advanced exam answers"

"Analysis of the Character of Internet Classics"

"I Make Movies in Another World - Updated to the Latest Chapter"

Dryad: "......"

How do you feel like you're an unreliable master?

Fang Yan didn't know what was happening in the secret realm, so he said goodbye to Master Bai and the others, and had just arrived at his home where he hadn't returned for five years.

He is going to spend about a week to deal with complicated and trivial matters, such as definitely going to Uncle Yan and a few elders, and Zilong also made an appointment with Fang Yan, and in a few days, President Mu will take the lead, and several of their peers of similar age will come out to get together together, after all, when Lin Haoran and they were talking, Zilong They couldn't interject at all, Yun Yi, Shu Qian, and a few actors who have a good relationship, they still care about dialects.

What's more important is that Fang Yan is ready to experience the changes over the years, and by the way, he will think about the filming of the next Magic Shadow.

Lin Haoran, no matter how much they introduced, they still couldn't compare to what they understood.

At least those few Demon Shadows, Fang Yan will take a few days to take a good look, with Jacob's memory, he can judge the development level of the Demon Shadow Industry in Yunyao Continent from a more professional perspective.

On the way back, Fang Yan bought a copy of Xiyun Daily, and after a cursory glance, except for the better and more refined layout, there was not much difference between what was typeset and five years ago.

Fang Yan at the door of the house, met the owner of the bun shop next door, five years have passed, just an ordinary person's boss has a little more wrinkles on his face, he doesn't know about Fang Yan's coma, and thought that Fang Yan is running where to go in retreat for five years, he happily told Fang Yan that the current bun shop has been taken care of by his son.

Jumping skillfully 'took' back three buns, Fang Yan then remembered that the spirit stones he had prepaid five years ago were definitely not enough, and he was about to settle with the boss, but he was told that a girl had already prepaid a large amount of spirit stones to him, which was enough for Hop to eat for decades.

Thinking of the appearance of the stupid cat behind Su Ran's body when he woke up, Fang Yan had a bottom in his heart, and after saying goodbye to the boss, Fang Yan opened the door of the room that he hadn't entered for five years.

There is not much dust in the house, this is the self-cleaning effect of the protective formation, and what really makes Fang Yan frown is the few secret hands he arranged.

Most of these secret marks are in some drawers or corners, but now they are gone.

It seems that in the past five years, someone has come to rummage for something.

There are not many important things in the home, and the most important thing is the script of the big skewers, if the skewer script is rubbed, then the film must be filmed in the next few years.

Although it was the brainchild of Fang Yan who had been in retreat for a month, but now that he has the dialect of Jacob's memory, he really can't look down on his screenwriting level five years ago, although Jacob can't write a script, but there are still accompanying screenwriters in the crew, and the memory of this unlucky guy was also stripped out by the tree spirit and all sent to Fang Yan.