When Shen Du woke up, he found that he had entered a violent book filled with thunderous thunder. He is no longer the protagonist, but the cannon fodder brother who died tragically after being framed and framed out of jealousy. According to the plot, he will soon poison the protagonist in the sect competition.
"Poisoned? And then the protagonist, Gong Mo Yuan, caught him and tortured him to death? I don't have a clue."
In order to survive, Shen Du slipped the drug into Mo Yuan's tea. When the drug took effect, he packed it up and sent it directly to the bed of the protagonist.
"You're welcome. I'll give you a clue. Let's get together as soon as possible. Don't bother me."
The plot was indeed disrupted. Mo Yuan did not come to trouble him, and the protagonist looked at him in a subtle way.
Just when Shen Du thought he could sit back and relax, pack his bags and prepare to run away, Mo Yuan appeared.
No rage, no murderous intent. The aloof Demon Lord just looked at him quietly, with scrutiny, curiosity, and a kind of... Excitement that sent shivers down his spine.
"I have deduced the future countless times," Mo Yuan said softly, running his fingers across Shen Du's cheek. "Every time, you would poison me on that day. But there were 13,247 changes in your choice, and none of them matched the plot."
He leaned over and whispered in Shen Du's ear:
"You're not from this world, are you?"
