Crazy chapter copywriting
Gentle and ruffian attack x lunatic subverting
What will a mentally ill person do when he travels to another world and becomes a god? Xiao Qi said that he would send out sub-questions. Of course, I want to create a small world for myself and relax myself, who is about to go crazy. So he asked the system about the beautiful phoenix.
"Broken bird, can it be shaped into anything?"
"Uh-huh"
"That's not easy." (Roll up your sleeves and get started)
The next second, there is a huge and dark stairwell, and a puppet looks at you curiously from the top of the stairs. The stiff face seemed to hide curiosity.
Xiao Qi gave a thumbs up with satisfaction, "Here comes the broken bird, I will take you for a spin."
A trembling bird "rolls"
Come on, come on, they ran quickly behind the stairs and around a corner, disturbing one. Abnormal. Shape. Grandma
Grandma looked over with her two "eyes" and smiled lovingly), her mouth opened in a strange arc, and her flesh stretched out. Meat, tissue and , stick. Liquid, entangled, mixed. There seemed to be some unfinished food in her mouth. The moment she opened her mouth, it fell to the ground.
Perhaps out of excitement, grandma reaches out to you with several thick and twisted arms behind her back, and the hand closest to her is wearing a red glove.
Xiao Qi smiled and stretched out his hand. At some point, the puppet's legs were broken and fell off, and quietly ran behind the old woman. At this time, she was quietly looking at Xiao Qi.
At the moment when the palms of hands were about to be grasped, everything suddenly became empty.
Xiao Qi looked at Poniao expressionlessly.
"Am I not a god? I can't even make a doll."
"Why don't you take a look at what style this is going on?"
"... Gothic dark lolita style?"
"Rolling, rolling, rolling"
"Okay." Xiao Qi spread his hands and fabricated a new situation. The green sky, green grass, green trees, as well as the scattered flowers on the water and land like little sparks of fire all show the tranquility of this space.
Xiao Qi stood over, bathed in the fragrant smell and bright spring light. He looked around and smiled lazily: "Po Bird, don't you think it's boring for just the two of us?" Po Bird was lying peacefully on the grass. "So?" In the ground
I want to create a god. I want to create a black one, a pink one...
No one knew that underneath Po Bird's seemingly peaceful appearance, his heart was shattered into ashes.
"It's not that Po Bird doesn't want to talk, Po Bird is just tired."
Probably prefer the horror infinite flow, after all, Xiao Qi is a lunatic (Qi Qi smiles)
Intention: to go crazy
