Why Is the Immortal Lord Trembling? [Wearing Books]

[Nonsensical text about sand sculptures, mild Dihua style, new text "Sick Beauty Doesn't Become a Serious Substitute" has been published~] Fu Nianchi passed through a book of dog-blood fairy tales. He, a good-for-nothing young man with only a good-looking face, was about to marry the prince Ye Canglan who was about to burp. However, Fu Nianchi knew that Ye Canglan, who appeared to be a sick man who coughed up blood after taking one step, was actually the Immortal Lu Mu from the Nine Heavens who came to the world to save this person from his calamity. There was only one month left before he was cannon fodder. Fu Nianchi paid close attention to everything and carefully took care of Ye Canglan who was seriously ill in bed. He was afraid that if the other party raised his hand slightly unsatisfactory, he would burp. Fu Nianchi was wiping Ye Canglan's body, but he accidentally knocked over the basin and splashed hot water all over the immortal on the hospital bed. Fu Nianchi's mind went blank: It's over, I'm going to die! However, Ye Canglan got up from the bed and tidied the bed while vomiting blood: "No, you don't need to do this work. Are your hands burned? Go and have a good rest. Don't worry about my life or death." Fu Nianchi:? Brother, aren't you an immortal? Why are you trembling in front of me? 2. Until one day, Fu Nianchi opened the door. I saw the Moonlight Wind Immortal rolling over on the bed, muttering: "Today is the most serious day of my mobile phone addiction. I lie in bed and chant the Great Compassion Mantra desperately, fanning myself until tears flow out. I really feel like I am possessed by an evil spirit. In this sick world without mobile phones, I am so lonely, I am really so lonely -" Then he turned around and saw Fu Nianchi standing dumbfounded by the door. Ye Canglan:……………… Fu Nianchi:……………… Ye Canglan's expression turned into extremely frightened, and he knelt down on the ground with his head in his hands: "I'm sorry, I didn't say anything. Please don't kill me!" Fu Nianchi: "Huh???" 3. Fu Nianchi: "So, I am the protagonist of your book?" Ye Canglan nodded: "Yes, you are the son of sin who masters arcane magic in the world of Xianxia. In the future, you will hold a magic wand to challenge the entire Nine Heavens, gather the spiritual energy of mountains and rivers to open the door to other worlds, and from then on, monsters will run rampant and the way of heaven will be destroyed." #Everyone thinks I can destroy the world, but I only know how to eat big melons. # One is a fantasy novel about immortals, and the other is a fantasy novel about magic and immortality, which is quite good. It turns out that we are both Long Aotian. #Do you think we can use magic and fairy power to make a mobile phone# [Reading instructions] Being the most invincible person in the universe, all kinds of nonsensical situations will happen, just laugh and it's all over Cultivation of Immortality + Western Fantasy + Cthulhu Hodgepodge Di Hua: This is probably what the protagonist's various unconscious behaviors are made into by the imagination and turned into awesome situations. Please speak civilly in the comment area, okay? Pre-collection of "Sick Beauty Don't Become a Serious Stand-in [Puishu]" in exchange for the offensive and sadistic article, please collect it~ Wen Suning's body was weak, and she was suffering from serious illness. Her handsome features were alienated, but the blood on her lips was like a cold plum in the ice and snow, which was heart-wrenching. It happened that such a beauty was raised in a golden cage by Qin Mu as a substitute. Until Bai Yueguang returned home, Qin Mu dumped Wen Suning without hesitation and told him that they would never meet again. He looked at him indifferently like an abandoned cat, emaciated and lonely in the heavy rain, crying until he almost fainted. Qin Mu turned back without any hesitation and did not see Wen Suning slowly straighten up. The sick beauty wiped the rain off her face. There was no moisture in the corner of her eyes. Instead, she just covered her face and laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. A month later, Qin Mu saw Wen Suning again in the bar. The once weak pillowman no longer looked sad. He stroked the young man's cheek with a smile in his eyes and poured wine on the man's chest wantonly. He opened his mouth to hold the peeled rose grapes. Under the psychedelic light, his pale cheeks turned a rare crimson color, like a soul-stirring devil. The handsome young man half-knelt in front of him, with his head raised, praying for a kiss as a reward like the most pious knight. Only then did Qin Mu know that in the past few months, Wen Suning had raised a group of little wolf dogs outside with the money he gave her. When he was not at home, Wen Suning always lived like a god. Wait a moment! Aren't you so sick that you can't even get out of bed? ! ? ! Zha Gong squeezed Bai Yueguang's hand beside him hard, and on the other side—— Wen Suning: Qin Mu? Who? Don't know. Oh, are you talking about that giant baby who is stupid and has a lot of money? #I passed through a book about the bloody crematorium that tortures the body and mind# #But I'm sorry, I'm not a serious substitute# Intention: Happiness must be fought for with both hands