"Who?"

Zhou Meng asked. Could it be that she is already dead and has met an angel?

But hey, hey.

"I'm Mo Long, the switchboard of the control system of the previous generation of the Book Piercing Administration, you can call me, Mr. Mo."

"The last generation?"

Didn't the previous generation of the system be updated and put directly into the museum? Why is it still running?

"That's right, my current real-world coordinates are in the museum, but I've already successfully connected with you!"

"Haven't you been deactivated, why are you still connected?"

"I'm no longer controlled by others, I'm a system! Leave me alone, you're dangerous right now, and in the real world, too. Your body is about to be identified as dead and cremated! Luo Yong had already arranged everything. ”

"It turns out that he did everything seamlessly inside and outside the book. Mo Long, since you can connect with me, why don't you remind me before this happens? ”

Mo Long made a "zizi" sound, which seemed to be a bad signal, "Unlike the normal system, the normal system is directly linked to the mind, and I am stored in your divine ruins. Besides, I'm still suppressed by the Replica Mirror, so you won't feel my presence at all. Now that the replica mirror has been taken away, the seal has been touched, and I am free, and I have successfully connected to your sanity. ”

Sealed by a replica mirror? The replica mirror was given to Zhou Meng by the director, so it was the director who sealed Molong.

"Why did the Director seal you?" Zhou Meng asked.

"Because you and I have absorbed a demon god. This demon god planned to escape from the book and go to the real world, and I used my body to absorb the soul of the demon god. I have been fighting with the demon god for a long time, causing great damage in the real world, and in order to protect the world, the director endured the pain and cut my love, and sealed me in your god ruins with a replica mirror. ”

"Now, you're out, Demon God......"

"For so many years, the demon god has been worn out by me and is sleeping, as long as we find the Falling Sky Mirror before he wakes up and lock him in the mirror world, the world will be peaceful."

"Since he's asleep now, why not, take him...... Killed, although some people are in danger, but for the demon god, we don't compare martial arts. ”

In this book, God is set to be immortal, and no one can kill God. Without further ado, now you're going to take my orders and start on your mission! During this period, you and I make a contract, you follow instructions, and I provide system services. Are you ready? ”

"Okay."

On the line of life and death, the ink dragon suddenly spread and turned into a giant dragon, passing directly through the center of Meng Zou's chest, circling and groaning in the mountain prison, touching the lava at the bottom of the mountain.

Suddenly, the entire mountain prison collapsed and cracked, and lava splashed everywhere, Meng Zou looked down at the hole in his chest, couldn't say anything, and fell straight into the magma.

Mo Long took Zhou Meng, carried Zhou Meng, and flew away from the mountain prison.

The prison collapsed, and the demons and monsters locked in the prison finally regained their freedom, but the moment they saw the light again, they were swallowed up by the gushing magma.

Zhou Meng finally escaped, but she was exhausted, and she didn't even have the strength to think.

The ink dragon swayed upward, unveiled the clouds and fog, and galloped through the sky, it was the moment of might, but he felt that he was gradually tired, and his body seemed to be being hollowed out.

"Hey, Zhou Meng! You're sleeping! If you sleep, I won't have spiritual power! Don't ...... me."

Zhou Meng still fainted, and Mo Long lost the support of his sanity, and turned into a cloud of ink again, watching Zhou Meng fall from the clouds, but there was nothing he could do.

Falling from the sky to the earth, it must be more than lucky.

Coincidentally, an old cultivator who stepped on the crane passed by, looking leisurely and content, and suddenly was hit by a black and bloody thing on the old waist, and the crane also received a cold blow and fell suddenly.

Fortunately, the immortal crane cultivated enough and regained his balance, and the old cultivator was also an immortal wind bone, so there was no big problem, but his white clothes were stained with red and black blood.

The old man lifted Zhou Meng away, pointed at the unconscious Zhou Meng, and scolded him, saying that he had not returned to Dingfeng Sect for a hundred years, and when he came back once, he specially domesticated the crane, and wanted the scenery to land, but he was actually hit by such an unfortunate unjust head.

Then the old man looked at the exploding mountain prison below, and sighed twice, and felt that this young man was unlucky, and he also felt a little pity in his heart.

This old man is one of the three masters of the Dingfeng Sect, Du Chen.

In the second month of the following year, he was already over 700 years old, and he was already half a hundred with sideburns, and he still liked to travel in the mountains and rivers.

He knew that he would not be able to cross the tribulation and become an immortal in this life, so he tried every means to avoid the catastrophe and played everywhere, and he might not return to the sect for a hundred and eighty years.

Because 13 years ago, I came back by chance to receive a lovely disciple, and I thought that this disciple was bored in the mountain, so I came back this year to participate in the selection of disciples in the house, and found a companion for my precious land.

This crane is also a gift for his precious apprentice.

Who knows, this time back, I received such a big shock.

Originally, Du Chen was going to land on the most spacious wide platform of the Dingfeng Sect to attract attention and show his demeanor. However, it happened that the mountain prison exploded, and everyone went to repair the mountain prison.

So much so that when Duchen and the crane landed on the platform, there was no one.

This week, I didn't know which mountain's disciple it was, and Duchen didn't know how to place it, so he simply brought it to his own Huan Peak.

On the peak of Huanhuan, the Huan Building is the residence of Duchen, and it is also the library of the Dingfeng Sect.

Du Chen's only disciple in the room, Du Chengxue, practiced in the Huan Building, and took care of the work of sorting out books.

He was born blind, his heart was pure, he was meticulous in his cultivation and work, and the entire Dingfeng Sect, men, women, and children, all liked him, a gentle young man. There are two paper butterflies flying around him all year round, which are his eyes. Anyone asked him how he could see through two paper butterflies, and he would faithfully explain that the paper butterflies were connected to his sanity, and that he could see what the butterfly saw.

He often holds a book in one hand and a pen in the other, stopping and stopping in the middle of the bookcases to see if there are any books in the wrong place, whether anyone has forgotten to return them, whether there are words that have run out from the establishment and become monsters, and whether there are books from male frequency running to female frequency to harass her.

At this time, he was in a daze, because his dream senior sister had not heard from him for a few days.

At this time, it should be the time for Senior Sister Dream to come to read the book.

It was almost dusk, there was a crane chirp in front of the door, and two paper butterflies flew in front of the door for a while, and then immediately returned to Cheng Xue's side and led Cheng Xue to the door.

"Who are you?" Cheng Xue asked the old man in front of him. He was only three years old when he was received under Duchen's door, and I'm afraid he couldn't remember Duchen's face.

When he returned from the dust, no one greeted him, and he was smashed by the person who fell from the sky for no reason, and now his apprentice didn't recognize him, which was really embarrassing, so he waved his hand helplessly, put Zhou Meng down, and said to Cheng Xue: "You take care of this person first, I'll wash the crane." ”

"Master! You are Master! You're back! ”

The belated welcome had already made Du Chen uninterested, "Ah, yes, miss me......"

"Senior Sister Dream! Master, why do you take Senior Sister Meng! Why is she still hurt like this? Is she going to die? ”

Cheng Xue hurriedly ran to Zhou Meng's side, hurriedly picked up Zhou Meng, tried to snort, felt the pulse of her neck, and never looked at Duchen again, "Senior Sister Meng, Senior Sister Meng, wake up, I'm Cheng Xue!" ”

Duchen pouted and led the crane to walk away quietly.

Cheng Xue picked up Zhou Meng, gently put him on the bed, sniffed the aura around Zhou Meng's body, and noticed that the situation was not optimistic, and the breath of the divine soul was very weak, and it was like his life hanging by a thread.

Cheng Xue immediately panicked, first fed Zhou Meng a stabilizing soul elixir, then gently covered Zhou Meng with a quilt, and went to Jicang Master for help.

Zhou Meng took Cheng Xue's elixir, recovered some of his senses, and could barely open his eyes.

"Zhou Meng, you were saved by your fellow disciples." Mo Long said.

"Fellow disciples?"

"The person whose soul you wear is himself a disciple of the Dingfeng Sect."

"Why don't I have memories of this body? Aren't you a system? Can't you tell me? ”

"I wanted to tell you, but your current divine intelligence is not enough to support my operation. At most, I'll talk to you. ”

"So, how do I give you energy? Basking in the sun, recharging with light? ”

"I'm an intelligent system, do I need such a primitive energy source? What I need is emotional energy. ”

Zhou Meng was a little dizzy, "What emotions do you need?" ”

"Different emotions, different values. One unit of fear equals 20 energy particles, one unit of anger equals 80 energy particles, and most importantly, one unit of fear equals 2,000 energy particles. In other words, as long as you can make others fear, I can get the maximum amount of energy. ”

"Scary?"

"The good news is that your current body is the villain in this book, terrifying, and it is your basic skill."

Zhou Meng stared blankly at the side of the bed, his eyes full of fear.

"Hey, what are you looking at? I'm talking to you! ”

Mo Long fixed his eyes and saw that there was a giant beast standing at the head of the bed, like a lion, with eyes on tentacles, and the whole head was a mouth.

Mo Long immediately retracted into the ruins of Zhou Mengshen, "This thing must have come out of the book." You see there is a mark on his neck, and it says gluttonous iron, it must be that the word "gluttony" and the word "iron" collided together and merged into this monster. Eat everything, iron is so hard you can't beat it! Ah, call the librarian! ”

……

"Xiao Chengxue, why are you going if you don't look at the library pavilion? Ay? How can you run so fast. ”

Seeing the afterimage of Cheng Xue, the anxious senior brother on the mountain scratched his head and continued to walk.

Cheng Xue ran to the Agarwood Cliff, rushed straight into the Agarwood Pavilion and found Ji Cang, seeing that Ji Cang was meditating, she lowered her voice and choked and said: "Master Cang, Senior Sister Meng is injured, it seems that she was blown up by the mountain prison." Check it out! ”

Ji Cang listened, slowly opened his eyes, his fingers sliding, and two sticks of incense appeared in front of Cheng Xue.

The incense of Jicang has healing effects.

Cheng Xue received the incense and hurriedly ran back.

When passing by Zhou Meng's residence, Cheng Xue thought about getting a dress for Zhou Meng, so she walked in.

Unexpectedly, it was extremely noisy inside, and many cultivators were rummaging through boxes and cabinets here, and the whole house was in a mess.

"What are you doing?"

"Into the snow? Why are you here? Feng Shuang saw Cheng Xue and asked in surprise, "Could it be that Cheng Xue, who is usually obedient, also came to share the spoils." ”

"Spoils? What are you doing? Don't touch Sister Meng's things. Cheng Xue shouted.

When everyone saw someone coming, they stopped, and Feng Shuang waved his hand casually and said, "It's okay, let's continue." This week, Meng rebelled and eloped with Senior Brother Meng, her things will be still in the magma of the mountain prison sooner or later, and we will help her collect them to avoid waste. Go on! ”