Zhang Sheng used a knife to pry open the iron surface and rushed straight into the house. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The space in the room was unusually small, except for a long obese fat man, who was rapidly typing on the keyboard, sipping on inferior coffee, and his face was pale due to lack of exercise, and sometimes there was a slight smirk like an idiot.

The cold and sharpened knife was directly on the fat man's neck, and the cold and sharp touch made the hair on the fat man's body stand up.

"Hero! If you have something to say, you have something to say!"

"Don't get excited, don't get excited. Whether the hero is seeking wealth or... Seeking sex, he must cooperate with him! "The fat man was shaking every piece of fat on his body, and he looked very scared.

"An unpopular code word dog who can only rely on full attendance to eat every month, what wealth do I have to rob?" Zhang Sheng's voice was cold and mocking.

"Hero, I don't like you to say that. As the saying goes, 'endure loneliness, keep prosperity', I think I have been writing under the pen name of Huotoutuo for almost ten years, and my daughter-in-law is about to become a mother-in-law. ”

"It's better to be a hero like this! How about you let me go today, and when I become famous, I will definitely give you a rich and wealthy?" The fat man used his brain, painted a big cake that he had drawn for ten years, and smashed it at Zhang Sheng.

Zhang Sheng smiled coldly, and directly slashed the fat man's thick back with the back of the knife, and he screamed like a pig in pain.

"Don't you write books? Now I say you write. ”

"Write, write, what?"

"Fan fiction, have you read the book "Xianwu Great Dream Sword"?" asked Zhang Sheng.

"I have naturally read the book "Xianwu Great Dream Sword", which is actually very classic. It's a pity that the title of the book is too frustrating, and there are a lot of poisonous points in the early stage, and the most worthy of complaining is the name of the protagonist, which is easy to make people unhappy. Otherwise, this book might have become popular. "When the fat man talks about novels, he is also the first to say.

"Now you're going to write this book. The protagonist is still an ancient legend. ”

"On July 18, on the sea of fireworks, a decisive battle with the Buddhist monks will be killed!" Zhang Sheng said.

The fat man frowned when he heard this, and said: "Brother! Hero! You can't do this! There are very few fanfictions that don't change the protagonist, and how can anyone write people to death directly? Generally, the same people are to make up for some of the shortcomings of the original work, not to make the original work more flawed. ”

"Less nonsense! What I say, how you write. If you chirp again, I'll give you a knife. In these years, there are not too many writers who can code a few words. Kill you and I can find a bunch of replacements. ”

I felt the knife on my shoulder getting closer and closer to my neck, and a layer of oily skin had been scraped off. The fat man opened the computer's codeword software at a speed he had never had before, and then his fingers were like the wind, typing on the keyboard quickly.

The sky was suddenly bright, and last night's fireworks, like a dream, disappeared into the vast night.

Gu Chuanxia's white clothes were stained with blood, the mountain and sea sword in his hand was constantly dripping with blood beads, and he was carrying a sleek human head in his other hand. Although the man's head had been cut off from his body, he was screaming and cursing as he spurted blood from his neck, and he was not completely dead.

"You ancient legend, you devil! If you dare to commit such a murder, you will have retribution! The Buddha and the Bodhisattva will not let you go. ”

Syllable!

Heads explode!

The new abbot of the Shaolin Temple has fallen.

In a bloody battle overnight, the masters of Buddhism were almost killed by Gu Chuanxia alone. And Gu Chuanxia was also extremely tired, and his massive true qi became a little intermittent.

After all, this is just a dream body, there is no small world in the dantian, and there is no true qi of a world for him to squander. And the formation of the Buddha Gate did interrupt the connection between him and the dream world, so that he could not fully use the power of the dream world.

"Use the Demon Destroying Arrow!" Master Lianfang, the only remaining life-breaking master, suddenly said with a hint of brilliance in his eyes.

Many monks catered to each other at the same time, each holding a magic weapon to form a formation, and the remaining true qi in the body gathered in one place, as if opening a portal to another dimension.

Gu Chuanxia looked at these monks in surprise.

If they still have any great means, why didn't they use them before, but they had to wait until this moment, and only use them when the remnants of the army are brave?

But Gu Chuanxia's spiritual sense told him that behind that extradimensional space, there was a real force that made him feel palpitations, and it seemed that it could really kill him.

"The state of these monks doesn't seem to be right! They are ** controlled! That demon arrow... is definitely not a Buddhist method. ”

Gu Chuanxia swung out a sword, but the sword qi was dissolved by an invisible force.

The void shook, time and space shattered, and a long black arrow with a strange shape, surrounded by jade-colored flames, every trace of breath was enough to crack the sky.

Gu Chuanxia did not hesitate, the true qi under his feet exploded, and the whole person had already penetrated the space, and forcibly broke through the barrier along the passage opened by the power of the dream, and wanted to return to the dream world.

He was already very sure that the inexplicable 'Demon Arrow' would be able to shoot him.

In the next moment, the arrow absorbed all the true qi and vitality of all the monks, and came towards the **** of the ancient legend.

Gu Chuanxia turned around with a sword, and all the true qi in his body burst out, this sword was the sword that Gu Chuanxia did his best.

Clang!

The mountain and sea sword was directly knocked away.

The demonic arrow pierced through the arms of the ancient legend in front of his chest, and then stabbed into his chest and pierced his heart.

Gu Chuanxia's whole body stiffened, and then he felt an extremely cold force begin to spread towards his whole body, and his huge vitality was being devoured and frozen.

In the dream, he was floating on the surface of the sea, glittering, looming, and obviously unsustainable.

The ancient legend in the strange inheritance suddenly stared at him, wanting to recall his dream body. only to find that it was frozen by a special force, and it could not be recalled at all, and it could not even be converted between virtual and real.

It seems that the ancient legend has been calculated, and he will definitely die in his dream.

In the small room, Zhang Sheng's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, raised the knife in his hand high, and then slashed at the fat man's neck.

The fat man sat in front of the computer, and through the reflection of the screen, he happened to see the blade waved by Zhang Sheng.

At this moment, he couldn't do more, maybe it was a ghost, maybe it was instinct. Underneath the end of the chapter, he suddenly added two words.

But!

A but, on behalf of a turning point, represents variables, uncertainties, and possibilities.

On the surface of the sea, the long sea exploded.

Zhou Botong dragged Gu Chuanxia up from the sea, and the demon arrow had disappeared from his chest.

"Hmph, for the sake of you taking me to have fun, I'm doing my best. This is my newly honed martial arts, isn't it amazing? This is a trick that my senior brother doesn't even know. I originally wanted to save it for next time to scare him into a big jump. ”

(To be continued.) )