"This... The demon king's IQ is a little in arrears! At this time, even if there is a conspiracy, you should hold it first! Just say it directly, and go up, if I am the emperor of heaven, I will directly take action to gather fire and destroy him. Some players whispered.

The tragic situation of the unlucky people before did not wake them up.

The real game world, or the game world.

Here, there is the possibility of being killed, but that means by some special means that go beyond the bounds.

In-game prescriptive forces, such as strikes from NPCs, will only knock a player out of the game, not kill them.

The king of the game, not the master of infinity, is much more gentle.

It is impossible to raise the player as a Gu worm.

The focus and direction of the two are different.

"I can't say that, it's all needed for the plot, if it's all like the real thing. How can the plot be promoted? Do you want to be cool? The brainless cool is ordered to break 10,000, and the reasonable party has added a new hit on the street... Some players retorted.

No matter what they say, it will not affect the 'positive plot' that is happening at the moment.

"The demons are in trouble, so that the lives are ruined, the Emperor of Heaven sighed that it is not easy for all sentient beings, so that the demons such as Er have a way to live, and now that you have taken the initiative to violate the contract, then blame the Heavenly Palace for sending troops to destroy the demons such as Er. The words fell, and the evil general had already hit again.

What followed was a wave of visual show-offs.

Although the battle between the Demon Demon Commander and the Mist Demon King is very exciting, players are not interested in watching.

Their attention was always on the woman who was transformed by the golden tree and the baby in her arms.

There are some people who are ready to move.

If you steal the plane now and kill this baby, will it directly end the whole incident?

Before everyone could make a decision, the woman who had transformed into the golden tree suddenly burned herself, turning into a golden leaf, and wrapped the baby firmly.

Then he penetrated the net of heaven and earth composed of heavenly soldiers and fled into the distance.

"Child, although I only conceived you, not your real biological mother, but you were born by me, and I regard you as a parent. Now I burn all my vitality and turn into a golden leaf to protect you away, as long as the golden leaf does not leave my body, even the Emperor of Heaven will definitely not be able to find your trace... I only hope that you have a happy and ordinary body in the mortal world, and I will be satisfied... In the voice, the figure of the golden tree gradually dissipated, and the main tree pole, which had already been mostly dead, was completely dead at this moment, turning into a piece of dead wood, and there was no more spirituality.

"That's it?"

"It's a pity!" said someone lamented.

Some people also joked: "It's a pity! There is also a tree pole, and there is a tree hole in the tree pole, you can take advantage of the heat..." ”

There were people who wanted to pick up the dead poles.

Of course... Probably not to serve it hot.

It's just that before he got close, he was affected by the aftermath of the battle between the evil god and the fog demon king, and he was directly swept out of the game and cleared out.

"It seems that although this golden tree is dead, there will be plots or scenes related to it in the future. So the king of the game does not allow anyone to interfere and take it away. "Those who know a little bit will discuss it in a whisper.

The battle between the Fog Demon King and the Evil Demon Suppression God General ended with the Evil Demon Suppression Divine General forcibly suppressing the Fog Demon King, who was seriously injured and had to be reincarnated in the mortal world.

Looking at the souls of the evil god general and the fog demon king who are divided into two sides and disappear into streamers, it is not difficult to predict that both of them also have plots, and they may be assigned the roles of the second male and the anti-one.

Of course, it does not exclude the female one, or although the gender is written as a male, the actual function is equivalent to the role setting of the female one.

What happened at the end of the world had nothing to do with Feng Lin Wan for the time being.

He seemed to be paddling all the time.

But in fact, Feng Linwan is really not idle.

Half a year ago, Feng Linwan was looking for suitable seedlings, wanting to cultivate a 'plot' that belonged to his plan, so that he could usurp the position of the main line.

In the world of real games, the so-called main line is probably the 'story' that most affects the changes and development of the world and the emotions of most people.

Feng Lin Wan is like telling a story.

By telling a story that is more moving than the King of Games tells, to accomplish some kind of transcendence, the game world... Become his!

Feng Linwan's thinking jumped out again.

The game producer of the real game world is the king of games.

Then all the players can be regarded as pawns at his mercy.

So how can a pawn inherit the position of the controller?

Therefore, Feng Linwan wanted to try his best to put himself in a position relatively equal to the king of the game.

If a game, with his help, is more complete and moving, and is recognized by the entire game world, then Feng Linwan may have found a way out.

Of course, compared to resources and scenes, Feng Lin Wan can't be compared.

Therefore, the stories that Feng Linwan can tell are either twists and turns, or they have to be sincere and moving.

"And I, what I'm going to talk about... It's a story of deep love. ”

"And a story that is engraved in the heart must first be beautiful, what people yearn for, and the most direct to the soul... And then there is the broken, the regretful, the regretful. ”

The wind in March is still a little cool.

The mountains outside Wancheng have already been glowing with a little greenery.

The spring rain poured a layer of oil on the grass.

A monk, holding an umbrella and carrying a wooden box, walked from the far side of the road.

In the pavilion in front of the road, the people who were sheltering from the rain looked at the monk with an umbrella and smiled inexplicably.

A carriage drove quickly past the monk.

The mud raised by the practice dyed the monk's clothes, which were not clean at all, even more 'thick and colorful'.

A hairy head, poked out of the carriage, then looked apologetically, then retracted in shame, did not apologize, and did not speak.

Above the sky, a golden light streaked through, and the cry of a child came from a grove not far away.

The monk hesitated, but ran over after the sound.

When he saw that it was a baby who looked to be less than three months old, wrapped in a huge golden leaf, the monk carefully removed the leaves and saw the baby's red face.

The golden leaves were full of spirituality, and in the flickering moments, they shrunk into a ball of gold and stuffed into the baby's arms.

The monk picked up the baby, covered him with an umbrella, and took off his clean liner to wrap the baby.

Then he ran briskly in the rain and ran in the direction of Wancheng.

"It's... Two lines, merged?" Feng Linwan, who had been secretly observing, frowned, and didn't think it was a good thing.

The monk is the actor he chose.

But the baby who was raised by the monk was the target of his mission.

Feng Lin Wan felt the test from the king of the game... Of course, it may also be a malicious obstruction.

But in any case, the king of the game reacted, and that's a good result.