Fu Xin suffered from a serious illness and did not have much time left. When he was dying, a live broadcast system floated from the sky.
Live broadcast system: Bind with me and complete tasks to earn health points and extend your life.
Fu Xin: OK.
The novel he has been following for ten years has not been finished yet, and he is so frustrated that he cannot live with his eyes in peace!
Live broadcast system: If the binding is successful, you will enter each small world. Your task is to survive, fulfill the original owner's last wish, and establish a positive image for the audience in the live broadcast room.
Small World 1: Dressed as a newly cleansed young eunuch, the identity of the young eunuch remains a mystery, assassination by the man in black, frame-up by the chief eunuch, temptation by the emperor...
System: Host, please wish yourself well.
As a result, Fu Xin found out the mastermind behind the scenes, slapped the eunuch in charge, and gained the emperor's trust...
With one operation, he was as fierce as a tiger, and he successfully counterattacked and became the Nine Thousand Years Old man who was inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.
Small World 2: Dressed as a hard-working subordinate of an irritable and cunning prime minister, his life may be in jeopardy if he is not careful.
System: Host, obey him and please him to survive!
However, Fuxin slowly took back the dog-beating stick, looked at the prime minister covering his face and crying, and chuckled: Sometimes you have to learn to fight violence with violence. Look, this effect is quite good.
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Small world n:…
The villain knelt down and begged for mercy n+1 times, and the audience in the live broadcast room shouted 666
The system hugged Fu Xin's thigh and let him continue to lead him to pretend and fly.
Fu Xin returned to the real world, and the author and I finally won!
Don't read it, everyone. Although I stayed up late to finish it, it was really irritating. I just felt a little bit better and ended it immediately. Before he could react, the author directly forced himself to say that the protagonist died. . .
Don't read it, everyone. Although I stayed up late to finish it, it was really irritating. I just felt a little bit better and ended it immediately. Before he could react, the author directly forced himself to say that the protagonist died. . .