Dead Escape
[Sorry, Kavin has been unable to write, and the income has been low. I am very anxious. I have found a job to support my life, and my return date has not yet been determined. I will finish it. I have written almost 800,000 words, and I have spent a long time on it. I can't bear to bear this sunk cost]
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Wen Fu was very unlucky. As soon as he entered the book, the system was forced to go offline. He fumbled around to find the target person, and finally settled on a little boy with the temperament of "thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty".
The little po boy was very defensive and kicked and bit Wen Fu at first. Wen Fu was so angry that he spanked the little po boy.
After the spanking, I felt relieved and no longer frightened.
Thirty years ago in Hedong, I gave Long Aotian a beating.
In the next thirty years in Hexi, I will not be crushed into ashes by Long Aotian's finger and die without a burial place.
Wen Fu looked at Long Aotian's red eyes with hatred and fell into deep thought.
It should be too late for me to kill Long Aotian now.
But the last thing the cheating system said before it went offline was: "Please pay attention to the host. If the protagonist dies, the host will die as well."
Physical salvation is not possible, only spiritual salvation is possible.
Wen Fu tried to use truth, goodness and beauty to influence Long Aotian.
It's a pity that Long Aotian doesn't like Wen Fu.
Turning around, Wen Fu rolled his eyes and cursed: "Idiot."
Wen Fu clenched his fists: "..."
Then he spanked Long Aotian again.
Long Aotian was inexplicably honest.
Wen Fu was greatly surprised, touched Long Aotian's forehead, and said to himself: "Why does it have some M attributes? I don't even have a fever."
Wen Fu finally managed to drag Long Aotian to the young man Yushu Linfeng. The cheating system was launched, and I said, we found the wrong protagonist.
Wen Fu suddenly felt cold in his heart.
In order to complete the task, Wen Fu had no choice but to fake his death and run away.
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Under the guidance of the system, Wen Fu finally met the protagonist of "Seizing the Sky", the real Long Aotian.
At that time, Zhenlong Aotian was a low-level disciple of the outer sect without human rights in a sect.
Zhenlong Aotian, who had just been bullied, did not shout "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi" to the brothers who bullied him. Instead, he spat at the backs of these people.
Wen Fu immediately wanted to go back home to find the fake dragon Aotian Yushen he raised.
Wen Fu: I'm a little dizzy, let's go now
Reading guide:
1. Character design: The world is not as good as mine, unscrupulous and loves money, straight men wearing books and books x, no emotional cognition, no moral concepts, naturally black and good at pretending to be white, yandere attack
2. Wen Fu can be really wicked sometimes, and he is not a perfect and good person. His character label has [Unscrupulous].
3. The fake Long Aotian is responsible for random killings, and the real Long Aotian is responsible for the quacking (no) (The real Long Aotian is still very powerful, but others are mean, and mean here is not a derogatory meaning)
4. Non-plot flow, not the common escape-through-book-finding-the-wrong-person type of writing. The plot always serves emotions, focusing on the protagonist's own development and emotional bonds.
It is a group portrait, slow-burning, and long-form. It is divided into two parts: the human world and the cultivation world. The supporting characters will have their due roles in order to achieve the effect set by the outline.
5. In the later stage, there will be a plot where Wen Fu and the real and fake Long Aotian enter the world of cultivation together. It's not the Kuku upgrade type. Cultivation is just a part to assist the development of the plot, not the complete focus.
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Pre-collection of "Unfortunately"
[Third person in the text~]
As the title suggests, I am really unlucky.
Who is a good person who turns into a straw bag and ruins his country as soon as he wears a book? I didn't enjoy a single day of happiness. At the beginning, a rebel army besieged the palace.
At that time, the owner of this body was still soaking in the wine forest and meat pool, arrogant and licentious, and before the wine was delivered to his mouth, he burped, and I came in.
Before I had time to figure out the situation, the eunuch and maid serving beside me took a scarf to dry my body, hurriedly put on some clothes and started running away.
Halfway through my run, I realized that I was an emperor. I should have countless guards under me to fight for me. Couldn't I just sit in the palace?
Why run?
I told the eunuch who took me away my doubts.
The eunuch didn't look back, but still ran with me towards the back hill as hard as he could, saying, "Don't ask, just keep running."
To no avail, I kept running.
It's a pity that our human legs can't outrun other people's big horses.
When surrounded by rebels, looking down from a high position.
I thought to myself, it's over, it's going to be over in less than ten minutes after the game starts, it's so unlucky!
At this time, a young general wearing silver-white armor descended from the sky like a divine soldier, riding a horse and shooting a spear, fighting in from the crowd of thousands of people.
A blazing fire suddenly lit up in my heart. I was sure of this, and I loudly promised to the young general: "Ai Qing! Save me from fire and water today, and I will make Ai Qing a Marquis of Ten Thousand Households in the future!"
I'm being impassioned.
The eunuch next to me pulled my sleeve and winked at me to stop talking. I was puzzled.
The eunuch stamped his feet: "This person is the young master of the Xie family, the one you once wanted to forcibly marry into the palace as your concubine!"
As if I was struck by lightning, two words flashed through my mind again, it was over.
I raised my eyes to look at the young general, and sure enough I saw a pair of cold and disgusted eyes.
I can't stand it any longer. People are not here to save me, but to kill me.
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Purpose: The selfish die of sacrifice
