Chapter Seventy-Two: A New Identity

The male voice replied a little scared.

People are good at being bullied, which is really common everywhere.

Even the author who created a world was intimidated by Luo Shiyu's icy momentum.

This ending has bothered her for more than ten years, and when she first returned to modern times, she also wanted to look for this Tanmei novel and see the ending of Octavia and Bai Yanyou in the end, but she was afraid of seeing Bai Yanyou die tragically, so she never dared to read it.

She only knew the ending of the book now, but even if she knew the ending now, she didn't care.

It's okay to lose both, anyway, Ayou is fine.

"Can I go back?"

Luo Shiyu pretended not to mind too much and asked casually. In fact, his ears were pricked up, and he didn't let go of a word that the male voice said.

"It's over, and I don't know what happened in that world anymore. The male voice said honestly.

"You are the author, pick up the pen and write again, you can't know the things on that continent, maybe you can give me a golden finger. Luo Shiyu said disapprerovingly.

"It's not that simple, I can only change the continent through Octavia, but he's gone, and that damn woman is stepping in again. And that world already has its own set of rules to operate, especially after you go to that world, and that woman and I gradually can't interfere in that world. ”

The tone of the male voice was full of resentment against the female author who had tampered with his novel. Luo Shiyu doesn't really want to know what happened between them, and the last sentence is the point!

Otherwise, when she abused the male protagonist of his pen so much, he would have been able to pick up a pen and write a few words, and let me die in the hands of the female protagonist in the mainland, and it is estimated that the dead body is light.

"And what did you call me for?"

Since she doesn't have the ability to change that world, what is she going to the trouble of inviting herself to do it? Just to tell her this, it's too unreasonable.

"Huh. The male voice laughed embarrassedly. These two hehes made Luo Shiyu immediately vigilant, he saw her vigilance, but he still said it.

"You are the person I did my best to arrange in that world in advance in order to be able to get the male protagonist back. ”

"What did you have to do to do this, I don't think you still have the ability to manipulate the characters inside. Luo Shiyu interrupted him quietly.

"Well, in order to get Octavia back, I did pay something to make Bai Yanyou's parents use some means. Of course, they can replace their son from the modern age, and then let their son smoothly go up to the Nine Heavens to remove the formation on his body, and the family can enjoy the joy of family. ”

Luo Shiyu didn't care about these anymore, who made her like Bai Yanyou, what his parents did, she naturally didn't care, and she didn't do anything to her anyway.

"But after you came, although Mingrui's sexual orientation returned to normal, I still couldn't control the direction of the plot, and everything after that could be said to have weighed the hearts of Bai Yanyou's parents. ”

"But it also ruined the protagonist Octavia that you created with all your heart, so you are here to take revenge on me?" Luo Shiyu said with a sneer.

"You're wrong, I wrote the ending of Octavia, and I don't mean to blame you. The male voice immediately retorted, for fear that Luo Shiyu would not believe it, and then said: "I came to you, and I can indeed help you return to the mainland, that world." But ......"

He paused for a moment, seeing that she had no obvious mood fluctuations and a change in her expression, and continued uncertainly: "However, you can't resurrect as Luo Shiyu anymore, but another identity. ”

"Can you create another character and let me travel to that body?" Luo Shiyu's brain was still very big, but her idea was exactly what he did.

"Yes, how do you know?" he asked, surprised.

"Guess. Since you can create another character, why help me? What conditions do you have?" Luo Shiyu simply made it clear to him, talked about the conditions, and then talked to him little by little, she didn't have the patience.

"Although I can help you go back, I can't control everything after you go back. Moreover, that world, at present, only you and the time-traveler created by that woman can travel there. Well, I want you to know the story of Luo Jiancheng and Mu. ”

Luo Jiancheng, the ancestor of the Luo family, is it Luo Jiancheng's lover?

"They seem to be lovers, right?" Luo Shiyu asked naturally.

"Hmm. ”

"I thought you were gay-hating. ”

"There's no disgust, just don't like people tampering with my novels. In short, do you agree or not?" He suddenly became fierce, inexplicably, which made Luo Shiyu have a thought.

He's a crooked one.

"Good. ”

Luo Shiyu nodded and agreed, she would not lose this condition.

Before she could discuss with him something about the body he had shaped, there was a sudden bright light around her. Luo Shiyu, who had been opening his eyes in the dark, closed his eyes again and covered his eyes with both hands to avoid the possibility of being blinded.

When she could open her eyes again, Luo Shiyu didn't want to open them.

If she opened her eyes and it was something weird, she really didn't know what to do. And who knows if the author is reliable or not, and what kind of body he shapes.

There are too many strange things, and she is hard-hearted and calm, but she can't figure out the development of this plot.

Changing and changing, turning and turning, who can have such a colorful life as her.

But she always had to face what was next, so it didn't take long for her eyes to open.

At this time, she was lying on a bed, but this bed was not as comfortable as a modern bed, nor was it as delicate and luxurious as the Luo family's bed. It was tattered, and it was about to fall apart, and she just got up, and the bed kept ringing.

Luo Shiyu stood up from the bed, and he was dizzy for a while, and it took a while to ease up, and at the same time he accepted the information in this body.

She was the eighteenth daughter of an inconspicuous head of a large family in a fairly prosperous town. Looking at this ranking, you can see how much this head of the family is so attentive and irresponsible. In this family, how serious is the open and secret fighting.

Because this new body doesn't have a good mother, she lives a life that is not even as good as her subordinates, and no one teaches her to cultivate.

If Luo Shiyu hadn't come, this body would probably have died like this, and it would be impossible to even get married.

Luo Shiyu searched the whole house, but did not find a mirror, fortunately there was a well outside, and after learning the method of drawing water that she had learned on TV before, she used a bucket of water to come up, and finally could admire her new look.

His face was covered with dust, and he couldn't see his true face clearly. Luo Shiyu calmly used the water to sober up his face, and the cold water hit his face, and while washing his face, it also made Luo Shiyu feel a sense of rebirth, although it was not the first time.

To be honest, this face is a little fresh, but it doesn't have any glamorous features, it's not particularly cute, and it's not a particularly soft face. made Luo Shiyu, who had read too many messy novels, suddenly feel a little lost.

Although she is really unhappy with the unreliability of the male author, she can return to the mainland because of him, and it stands to reason that she should be content.

It's just that I don't know if Ayou will have an opinion on her appearance.

"Girl, don't go do the laundry soon. An old woman called out to Luo Shiyu in a stiff tone.

The girl is the name of Luo Shiyu's current body, and the father of this body refuses to even give her a name, which is really more pitiful than the heroine of the crossing in many novels.

Wash clothes?

Luo Shiyu followed the old woman to the laundry room, only to see a group of people washing clothes in a wooden basin or by the pool, and then a large open space next to it was placed with bamboo poles, which were used to dry clothes.

She picked up the clothes in the bucket with one hand and the washboard with the other, stunned.

For the first time, she used ancient tools to wash ancient clothes. It feels really weird.

"Girl, don't you hurry up and work, do you want to be lazy?" the old woman's sharp eyes swept over.

Luo Shiyu was very calm, picked up his clothes, imitated the appearance of the person next to him, and began to rub his clothes very heroically.

Whether the clothes were washed or not, she said she didn't know, but she didn't rub the clothes, which was already good in her opinion.

After finishing a day's work, Luo Shiyu finally had time to re-cultivate.

Although she was tired, she was so tired that she just wanted to lie down in bed and sleep in a ball. But she still endured the sleepiness, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to practice qi.

This body really didn't have any cultivation talent, and she could only barely use three days to refine the level of Qi cultivation with the experience of her previous life. The cultivation speed was more than a little slow, which made Luo Shiyu a little anxious.

Food, shelter, and transportation are not very good, and there is still so much work to be done every day, and there is very little time for cultivation.

But without strength, it is not easy to change your life, let alone go out to the Cloud City Sect to find Bai Yanyou.

Luo Shiyu never thought of going to anyone in this family. The father of this body probably doesn't remember having a daughter like her, and the other siblings don't pay attention to her, let alone people.

Whoever she looks for, no one will pay attention to her.

It's a conundrum.

Soon, though, the problem was solved.

One day, Luo Shiyu was carrying dried clothes to be sent to Miss Twelve, her half-sister.

As she walked through the garden, a familiar and unfamiliar figure of a young man burst into her eyes.

I saw that although he behaved elegantly and coldly, his eyes were full of haughty looks, and he ignored what the young master said beside him. He didn't even look at the shy women around him.

Luo Shiyu stopped, raised his eyebrows, and searched his head for a while before he knew who the person in front of him was.

Isn't this the test object she used to make the first ice sculpture in her previous life, Young Master Quan of the Stygian Moon Sect.

Luo Shiyu looked at him thoughtfully.

Is this providence?