Chapter 8 The Writer of Books also crosses
Yu Zhengyang looked at the old fairy in white, his nose was crooked, if he didn't know how to send fireballs, he would have slapped the old man in front of him to death, so he asked loudly: "Aren't you sick, do I have a grudge against you?" If you say you will fight, and you will fight to death, can the gods do whatever they want? ”
"You dare to say that you have no enmity with me? Lao Tzu's life was killed by you! Tiansha replied angrily.
Yu Zhengyang was confused when he heard it, I am a powerless person, I usually don't even dare to kill fish, and I can still harm people's lives?
"Old man, what is your surname? Why do you want me to kill you? I don't even know you, where did I provoke you! ”
"I don't know who I am? You really have the face to say it. I, Godsha, was the one you wrote to death as soon as I appeared. ”
"What?"
Yu Zhengyang is blinded, is the old man in white in front of him a god? That character from my novel? No, the Tiansha I wrote about is a murderous hero, angry and angry, with a face like Tai Sui, how can he be the old man in front of him?
"Hey, you say you're a? What is the proof? ”
"Hmph, look at the broken novel you wrote, Lao Tzu was besieged by the Shenyu clan and the human spirit clan as soon as he appeared, and he was also besieged and killed by the hateful Ye Nantian and Leng Xiutian, and the divine soul was broken into two halves and slept to this day. You say, don't you? ”
Facing Tiansha's questioning, Yu Zhengyang was really stunned.
"Then you should look like a burly general, how can you be an old man in white?"
"Illusion! You don't know the skills you arranged yourself. ”
Yu Zhengyang was silent, could I not have crossed over? Traveling into your own novel? He pinched his arm again.
Hurt! It hurts!
It's not a dream, but I really traveled into my own novel. Although I've read a lot of time-traveling novels, it's really absurd to travel into my own novels.
Yu Zhengyang smiled and said: "Tiansha, don't be angry, I didn't mean to write you to death, my plot design is to ask you to help the ordinary protagonist go through countless setbacks, grow and become stronger, and finally become the story of the supreme powerhouse, and even you have surpassed the original peak state through understanding, how about it, are you very satisfied?" ”
"Fart! The plot of your novel is too bad, old-fashioned and boring, with no new ideas. Dick Silk counterattacks, is I, the supreme powerhouse of the demon race, just to be a golden finger for Dick Si? Why don't you have the entire invincible upgrade system, why bother Lao Tzu to accompany you, you eunuch can do it, Lao Tzu is too lazy to play with you. ”
"You are only a eunuch, and your whole family is a eunuch!" Yu Zhengyang said angrily: "Although I am an amateur who writes novels, I also have the character of writing, how can I be a eunuch easily, it is disrespectful to readers and disrespect to myself." ”
"Not too much? Hmph, unless you kill me, I won't be a golden finger for the protagonist of Dick Silk. ”
"Look at your cow, it seems that without you, my novel can't be written, do you believe that I will write you to death in two sentences?" Yu Zhengyang said disdainfully.
"Hmph, Lao Tzu is standing in front of you, come on, write Lao Tzu to death!" Tiansha looks like he is not afraid of death.
Yu Zhengyang was unhappy in his heart, Tiansha's temper was still quite stinky, and he would rather give up than bend. Although Tiansha's character was strong and irritable when designing the plot, but in the face of his own creator, he still looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, so he couldn't teach him a lesson, let him know that the master was so powerful, so he snorted coldly: "This is what you said, or I won't let you die easily, but let you not survive, you can't die." ”
"Hmph, little bastard, am I afraid of you, a yellow-haired kid who has not dried up? There is a kind of letting the horse come, Lao Tzu continued. Tiansha gritted his teeth.
"Hey, you dare to scold me, who do you look down on, see if I don't kill you." Saying that, Yu Zhengyang shouted: "The thunder is rolling, chop this old miscellaneous hair!" ”
The Heavenly Devil took on a battle posture and accepted the ensuing thunder. It's just that after a long time, there is no thunder in the sky, and it is still blue.
"The sky is thundering, chop this old miscellaneous hair!"
The blue sky was still silent.
"Thunder rolls, thunder rolls, thunder rolls!"
"Hahaha, boy, no, you're going to write a dead man, come on, show your killer feature, hahaha." Tiansha was nervous for a long time, and found that it was a false alarm at all, so he immediately relaxed and ridiculed Yu Zhengyang.
"The earth is on fire!"
"The earth is on fire!"
There was still the sound of birds and flowers all around, and it was quiet, except for the merciless laughter of the heavens.
Isn't this the world I created? I am in charge of my novels, can't I even attract a thunderbolt and a fire from the earth? The master's face is so worthless, the shame is thrown home, the damn god, he is still laughing, the master will kill you!
"Old Zamao, the master is fighting with you!"
The angry Yu Zhengyang rushed forward and scuffled with Tiansha.
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In the confusion, Ma Ning'er heard someone fighting fiercely in her mind, and she didn't react to what was going on for a while, just opened her eyes in a daze and stared at the sky blankly. Blue sky and white clouds, distant mountains and near water, birds and flowers, breeze, well, what a beautiful place.
Who am I?
Where am I?
Why am I so hungry?
Ma Ning'er instantly shook her spirit, turned over and sat up, and asked three soul questions.
Then Ma Ning'er jumped up and looked around, could it be, am I dead? Is this a wonderland?
At this time, not far away, an old man and a young man rolled down in the grass, sometimes the old man had the upper hand, rode on the young man's body, opened his fists and beat the young man, and sometimes the young man turned over and became passive to active, fat beat the old man, looking endless.
Ma Ning'er is also used to seeing street fights, but she is not afraid, but she arouses the blood of righteousness and bravery, how can a young man bully the old man like this, so he shouted: "Stop!" Everything is negotiable, you two stop! ”
"Shut up!"
Tiansha and Yu Zhengyang shouted at the same time.
The two of them were full of confidence, and their voices were like bells, which scared Ma Ning'er so much that she shrank her neck.
However, Ma Ning'er was not shocked, but ran to a place not far from the two, looking at the aura of Taoism exuded when the two of them scuffled, he didn't dare to approach, as long as he comforted the side: "Two, why do you bother, the elders must have the demeanor of the elderly, and the young must have the upbringing of respecting the old and loving the young. ”
Ma Ning'er saw that the two of them didn't pay attention to themselves at all, so she continued: "You can tell me what you are doing, and I can help you evaluate it." ”
"Hey, the boy quickly punched him in the left eye, yes, that's it." Ma Ning'er gave Yu Zhengyang a support.
"Old man, monkey stealing peaches, quick!"
"Another old man pushes the cart, oh no, the slip of the tongue, it's the old farmer driving the cart!"
"Boy, hurry, jack fall, hey, yes, just fight like this, good job."
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