Duan Wen was shocked!

He finally understood what the weapon Xie Qingcheng was carrying, but—how could it be—?

At this moment, he was actually controlled by Xie Qingcheng!

The only ones who escaped this disaster were Li Yun and Duan Cuizhen in the special biological warehouse. Li Yun was a transformed person, and Duan Cuizhen's body was that of a dead child, so she was not affected by it. Blood Gu effect.

When the shock changed, Li Yun quickly recovered her eyebrows and raised her eyebrows, and immediately started action, but Xie Qingcheng waved her hand and asked Duan Wen to stand up to stop him.

Seeing this situation, Duan Cuizhen's complexion suddenly changed, she stared at the glass warehouse in horror, and Xie Qingcheng, who had ordered the researcher to release his shackles, and then stood up slowly, It was then that she finally made an expression that matched her body—a little boy.

She showed extreme shock and fear, and she screamed loudly in the cabin: "What's going on?! How can you have blood worms?! How can you use blood worms!!"

Xie Qingcheng walked up the steps step by step, he raised his head, even though he lost his eyes, he still turned his face to Duan Cuizhen's position accurately.

After he absorbed He Yu's blood Gu ability, he never exposed it, using "willingness to be a donor" as a bait that Mandela couldn't refuse, going into danger alone, like a dose of poison. Into the opponent's internal organs!

Until then, Xie Qingcheng said: "The first emperor, can annex and obtain the ability of the same spiritual Ebola patient... Duan Cuizhen - it's a pity, you found out... it's too late !"

He said sharply, "Open a position!"

"No! No!! Why? Even if you have blood Gu, it should have no effect on them! They all wear the Chexin Ring close to the flesh! This is impossible... this is impossible!!"

"I am a monster created by you." Xie Qingcheng gritted his teeth and paused every word. His hand slammed on the cabin door, facing Duan Cuizhen's position. Behind him, a researcher has already obeyed his orders, stood up staggeringly, entered the password, and pressed the device one by one...

“呲—”

A piercing sound of deflation.

Duan Cuizhen's scream almost became a sharp sword that was about to pierce everyone's eardrums, she knew that the hatch guarding her was about to open, she shouted, but the people who transformed people behind her The controller is made of metal and cannot be brought into the cabin. She handed it over to Duan Wen, so she has no way to order those mutants and mutant dogs to save herself.

Is this the end?

Her eyes flashed with horror as she watched the researcher press the last button to open a position.

Through the special glass hatch, Xie Qingcheng said: "Duan Cuizhen, because I am the first emperor, I am the only one who has suffered the whole process of your invention but not died. The one who got it! Those who were killed by you before, all the victims of spiritual Ebola, their powers can be adapted or even assimilated by me in my body! Your clear heart ring can only stop He Yu's Blood Gu, but it can't stop the blood Gu of the first emperor that I have assimilated!"

He turned back and snapped at the researcher: "Open!"

Pop!

Red button press!

"Ah-!!" Duan Cuizhen shouted hysterically-

Finished?

Finished? !

When she was most vulnerable, when she was shedding, when she was about to be reborn, is it over? Is it finished? !

She was not reconciled.

She watched the hatch slowly open a slit in front of her, because the special glass was cumbersome and opened very slowly, but as long as she could stretch into one of Xie Qingcheng's arms, she was done... she was done !

At this critical juncture, Duan Cuizhen suddenly realized something, she was not sure, the distance was too far, but she still raised her head, riveted all her strength, and moved towards the biological warehouse The loudspeaker of the microphone shouted mournfully: "He Yu!! Come back!! Stop him! Stop him!!"

The earth-shattering shouts, the terrifying screams of the children's voices were amplified countless times by the loudspeakers, as if they could collapse this huge basement.

The next second, Xie Qingcheng heard the figure behind the alloy door slamming open, followed by a bullet roaring towards him, he had to withdraw his hand to avoid, sideways Dodging to the side, he raised his head abruptly, his forehead drooping down.

He panted and turned towards the door.

—He can't see, but he can discern directions and situations.

After he discovered that he had the power of blood poison, he controlled the drug lord cook who delivered the meal.

This is the only person he can risk control when he is imprisoned. He knows that once he uses blood poison on a person, he must not unlock it halfway, otherwise the other party will inevitably go to Duan Cuizhen to inform him. The order given must be long-term, and the person is under his long-term control and cannot be easily discovered.

In this way, all high-level executives cannot move, and if they are controlled, they will definitely cause suspicion.

The only thing left is the humble delivery person.

The plan was very successful, Xie Qingcheng first let the food delivery man wait for the opportunity to send information and dungeon keys to Zheng Jingfeng, so that the soldiers who were locked in the dungeon could find the right time to get out of trouble and let Zheng Jingfeng know All the situation, try to communicate with the commander-in-chief in time, so that He Yu will not be accidentally injured by the dream breaker when he returns.

In addition, he also found some important information from the food delivery person and sent him to do some secret tests.

Through these means, Xie Qingcheng determined that his blood gu can break through the heart of Che, and mastered some of Mandela's equipment... But what shocked him the most was that he learned that The Mandela organization actually used the "analyzed" sample data of mental Ebola patients to create corresponding psychic drugs!

Those drugs are more convenient than Serum No. 2 because it comes in oral form.

So Xie Qingcheng immediately asked the delivery man to steal the drugs and put them into the meal.

This is why he insisted on leaving after drinking the porridge just now.

Although these medicines are still semi-finished products, they are very harmful to people's bodies, and normal people will not take them easily, but if this battle fails, there is no possibility for him to survive. Therefore, in Xie Qingcheng's body at this moment, there are actually No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, various experimental subjects... and even the blood Gu of He Yu that he absorbed before. Rolling sins, billowing injustices.

He can't see.

But his hearing, smell, perception, explosiveness... have all been greatly improved.

At this moment, he is the sum total of the monsters that Mandela created.

He faces his love, his redemption, his past, his humanity...

His little devil.

Xie Qing was panting, feeling He Yu approaching him step by step.

The alloy door slammed shut.

He Yu raised the gun again—

At the same time, Xie Qingcheng shouted sharply: "Duan Wen, open all the reformers! Form a guard wall! But don't kill him! Immediately!!"

The first emperor was powerful and Duan Wen was under control. He slammed Li Yun's hand away and quickly pressed the release button of the transforming man and hyena. In an instant, those controllers that were red when they were on standby were all turned over to The blue color at startup!

The transformed man roared, the hyena roared, and the green light spots turned into countless fireflies, rushing in the direction of He Yu.

They were like rushing, raging seas, and in an instant they blocked Xie Qingcheng's figure behind.

"No-no no!" Duan Cuizhen shouted hysterically, with a sad face, "Duan Wen! What are you doing! Quickly get rid of the blood poison! Wake up! Stop! Stop!"

But it's useless, how can the first emperor's blood gu be so easy to get rid of control.

He Yu was caught in the wave and couldn't get out for a while, Duan Cuizhen screamed: "Release your bunker weapon, He Yu! Release the bunker!"

Forbidden, He Yu raised his hand and activated the device in his heart. A few seconds later, a bunker weapon controlled by him broke into the door. He covered it. Because of the space limitations, he did not fully release the entire sidearm, but the special material that the minimum height made it stretched through the basement dome, and the stones and bricks fell rustling.

The transformed man and the hyena rushed up even more frantically, and the explosion sounded one after another in the crypt. Xie Qingcheng knew that he couldn't delay any longer, and he had to make a quick decision to end Duan Huizhen's life!

As soon as she dies, the energy on the island will disappear.

The control device in He Yu's heart will also go out, and He Yu will get rid of brainwashing and return to normal...

Xie Qingcheng listened to God in the fire of war, and only reached out and killed Duan Cuizhen when the cabin door was opened enough, but at this critical moment...

"Bang!"

A bunch of modified hyenas swept away by He Yu slammed into a high-temperature test body, causing a violent explosion!

He couldn't bear it for a while, coughing and choking out a mouthful of blood.

And at this moment, the hatch was just opened to the width where one arm can reach freely, but a child can drill out normally! Duan Cuizhen saw the opportunity and slammed down, like a slippery loach slipping out from Xie Qingcheng's hands!

She was panting, her pupils contracted sharply, and she ran forward desperately. He ran to those complicated experimental devices and looked back at Xie Qingcheng panting heavily.

There is no way behind her, there is only a console with a rush of electricity.

Behind the console, there are the very important corpses they transferred... men's, women's... those corpses lay quietly in the cabin, as if witnessing this scene.

"Don't...don't kill me..."

Duan Cuizhen stepped back.

That face showed a childlike fear and helplessness.

At this moment, it seems that Duan Cuizhen's personality has disappeared. In this body, it is the nine-year-old boy.

The little boy pursed his lips and was about to cry: "Don't kill me...don't kill my uncle...!"

“…!”

Xie Qingcheng was startled!

He froze for less than half a second, but Duan Cuizhen was aiming for this opportunity, she jumped to the console, raised her hand and patted a purple key.

She is using the kindness in people's hearts to disguise! !

Xie Qingcheng suddenly returned to his senses, almost at the same time as she pressed the mysterious button, he suddenly pressed her on the stage, raised his hand and picked up a test on the console The knife stabbed at the heart of this **** devil!

"Ah-!! Ahh..."

In an instant, the blood flower flew.

Duan Cuizhen twitched and twisted like a little devil who had revived from the dead. She stared at Xie Qingcheng's face as if she was dying, her cold little hands tightly clasping his.

"Xie Qingcheng... Xie Qingcheng! You..."

A large mouthful of blood poured out of her mouth, forcing her to speechless.

Xie Qing's breathing was rapid and heavy, the sweet, **** smell of corruption poured into his nostrils, and his sense of smell was also improved, he was so disgusted that he almost vomited.

But he held on, he couldn't slack off - this is everyone - so many lives... the most critical chance of survival.

It's been so many years of sin...the time to end...

He kept pressing her hard, his hands trembling, blood splashed on him, he pressed...and kept pressing...

Until the body under the palm stopped moving.

The little boy lowered his hand in frustration.

Breathing and heartbeat are silent.

“…”

Xie Qingcheng took a breath, and only then did he take a step back, he pulled out the scalpel, the bleeding blade fell to the ground, and there was a sound of "dang clang", like this A stop to the killings.

Is it over...

His palms were dripping with blood, and his fingertips were shaking uncontrollably.

So...it should be over...

He faced Duan Cuizhen's body for a while, his heart was full of mixed feelings, and then he turned around slowly and tiredly.

When the energy on the island is extinguished, these transformed people, whether they transform hyenas or He Yu, will stop, and they will all...

—

"!"

Gao's keen perception caused a cold sweat on his back.

The moment he turned his head abruptly, the largest and most vivid biological warehouse behind him burst open!

At the same time, the splendid and beautiful woman in the cabin who had been sleeping for 23 years, suddenly opened her soul-stirring almond eyes!

A pair of almond eyes…

It's Vivian!

Vivian in red slowly descended with the device from the cabin.

She was standing on the console, under the red dress, was the little boy who had died. The boy's body fell down beside her feet like a snake.

Vivian stepped forward step by step, she was on the high platform, her eyes were downcast, her pupils flashed with astonishing malice, if Xie Qingcheng could see, she would find her eyes and The boy who just died was exactly the same.

"Thanks to my completion of this device, at the last moment, my brain consciousness was temporarily transferred to Vivian."

She spoke.

It sounds like the sound of nature.

It can be said, but it is extremely terrifying.

—She is Duan Cuizhen! !

"My consciousness won't last long on this body, I have to end the battle immediately, and let Anton and the others complete the real brain transplant... Xie Qingcheng, today, I must have you life!"

She said, one turned over and jumped off the high platform, the red dress was churning like blood, she laughed wildly and wildly.

She enjoys this feeling...it's like going back to her most youthful days...

Vivian's body is healthy and light, she easily reached the main control station in the chaos, before Xie Qingcheng could give an order to the nearest Anthony, her fingertips swiftly tapped the screen and entered a dizzying string of codes—

"Drip..."

Innumerable beeps suddenly erupted in the crypt.

The sound was even louder than the explosion just now, so shocked that Xie Qingcheng coughed up another mouthful of blood, the sound came from every transforming person and hyena, hundreds of controllers roaring together .

They suddenly stopped attacking He Yu.

They all turned around, all eyes were on Xie Qingcheng alone!

Duan Cuizhen is the female controller of this island and a top science madman. At this moment, she reversed the program with the master controller, so that these people and dogs can no longer be controlled by Duan Wen, Instead, he came to kill Xie Qingcheng—!

"Did you see it! This is it, it's really over. Hahahahahaha!"

She showed an extremely savage, extremely happy, extremely twisted grin, her red lips parted lightly, and she gave an order.

"Arrest him! Put him in the brain transplant conversion chamber!"

The unbridled laughter stopped abruptly! Duan Cuizhen seemed to have sensed something, her eyes quickly turned to the door, her cheek muscles twitched, and the next second—

"Boom!!"

Turning.

Just as the mountains and rivers were exhausted, Xie Qingcheng suddenly heard a loud explosion behind him.

This voice is really getting louder and louder, and he is about to be shaken out of his body by this violent movement, but he doesn't mind...don't mind at all...

Because he has already recognized it from afar, he is waiting for this moment.

—they caught up!

Duan Cuizhen raised her head in astonishment. Amid the billowing gunpowder and firelight, she first saw a huge blurry black shadow, which poured in from the broken door , out of smoke...

That was the vanguard that was once captured by Mandela on the island!

It was Xie Qing who ran to save the 2,000 soldiers and criminal policemen who never gave up...the soldiers of the dream breaker!

Zheng Jingfeng's hair was slightly white, but when he took off his coat, he revealed a fleshy tendon.

"I've endured it for over 20 **** years... I'm just waiting for this day!! Duan Cuizhen, I swear by this police uniform that you can't get out of this gate today! "

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The author has something to say:

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After I made a comment yesterday, a friend came to chat with me, and said something, I couldn't help but look at the comment area and know more about the curse...

But I have long been used to it. When I was wearing a scarf before, Erha wrote that Fu Xueye for the rest of his life would send me a private message and scolded me a lot, because I had not seen much of the world at that time, so The impression of being scolded is very deep. The content of the private letter is probably to ask me why I wrote it like this. I also asked me to go to the comment area to say that a piece of bad singing made me reflect on why I wrote such a plot of being so disgusting and depressing (because At that time, I didn't look at the comment area anymore)... So I couldn't help but take a look. The comment area was in a similar situation at that time, what was abuse for abuse, what I liked before but now I am disappointed, and then came The same is true for residues. In fact, I have read all of these messages a long time ago. I have seen them in every book. Writing abusive articles these days basically has to go through these things, and even experience some things that can be called bad. Perhaps because of this, There are fewer and fewer authors willing to write abusive articles. This is also understandable. After all, the serialization of abusive articles is more painful than that of Tianwen, and many people will not like it or even insult, but if I want to bow my head because I am afraid of being scolded, I will not dare to come to any outrageous content. Then I don't have to be this writer anymore. Once I lose myself and start to study people's preferences without looking at what I want to express, I may be worthy of the preferences of some readers, but I'm sorry for the pen in my hand. (Of course, there are also authors who like mainstream genres and sweet essays from the bottom of their heart, which is normal.) I will never follow someone else just because they want to see something or can't bear it. I know very well how I will write this way. React, how will I be scolded, but I will still do it. Some people write stories to insist on something they like, not to please anyone. No matter how others scold me, it can't change me.

I know that each reader has different likes and dislikes, and different tolerances. I understand that some people feel uncomfortable when they see some plots, and I feel normal for any normal expression and discussion of the plot. I understand you very well and will not be offended by this. Even if you can't bear to be abandoned and don't watch, I still thank you for your company before. But at the same time for others who are not expressing normally but venting their emotions without reason, or even insulting the author and other readers, I also want to express my thoughts very directly.

I respect every reader, but the premise is that you also respect me, I am responsible to the readers with the care and effort I can do, I will persist in the situation of very tired and very bad mentality I will revise the text repeatedly, think carefully, and update it constantly. I only hope that the chapter will be in the best state when it is released. This is my respect for the readers. But I can't adapt to everyone's taste to guarantee that you will not be disappointed as an individual. This is unrealistic. You can abandon the article because you don't like the plot. It's OK to express your dislike, and it's OK to express what you think is unreasonable in your opinion, but it's OK to discuss with people normally, but if it's because of the plot If you don't like it, you start to speak foul language and even use your own thoughts to speculate on what I want to do. In fact, it's not me that hurts, it's you. And if you hate a plot, you have to rise to something. I write this way to live up to you... I can only say that what you need may not be a writer, but an object, because the object will be 1v1 with you and only take care of your feelings, The author will not.

I know very well what attitude I have in creating my works, if you don't like it, I can only say that it is a pity that we are not the same taste, and I am very sorry for that, but I will not restrain Myself. I can say very frankly that I am certain that I am responsible for the text of my work, to the point of obsessive-compulsive disorder. The various things I experienced during the serialization of the medical record were enough to make people give up updating, but I did not stop for a day except New Year's Eve. Yes, I didn't even perfunctory, no matter how many things I encounter, I can persevere responsibly, no matter how many obstacles I encounter, I can persevere, and I can persevere even if I scolded me, because this is what I want to write, this is me Children, this is my expression, and this is where I am responsible to my readers.

What each character is thinking, and then polish and put it up in time every day, this is my responsibility and my attitude, and I have a clear conscience.

Someone said why I paid I can't scold you, I can explain this to you. No one forbids you to scold, but you say this because someone who likes the story accuses you when you scold, so you will say why I can't scold when I pay. You can scold, but in this way, others will scold you too. Maybe you are in the wrong place. The creation is not customized, it is independent of the author's thinking, and it is closer to an art exhibition.

You want to visit the exhibition, you pay, and you pay for the ticket, but no exhibition will say "you are satisfied with our exhibition package" when it sells tickets, because the creator It was impossible to please everyone. You enter the exhibition hall and see something you don’t like, you turn around and leave and no one talks about you, you go back and post your dissatisfaction on your own social platform, and no one will tell you if you call the exhibition bad, then It's all your freedom.

You said, I paid for the ticket, why can't I scold people in the exhibition hall.

A place for viewing paintings has become a vegetable market, so who can go to the exhibition with peace of mind?

It is too sad, because you not only want to control what the author writes, but also have to impose your thinking mode on others. Once it is not as good as your own, you will not hesitate to use your thoughts and malice to speculate on the hearts of others. What kind of behavior is it? I didn't expect an author to hardly talk about any personal things, just write a plot, just create, and the creation itself can be said to be eye-catching, otherwise everyone will stop writing any turbulent plots in the future. Write today the weather is so nice, I love my home forget it. Don't write anything, what about kissing, kissing is also eye-catching. You might as well say that Leslie Cheung sings in high heels, and it is also eye-catching. An actor playing a marginalized role is also eye-catching. The teacher's innovative teaching method is also eye-catching, and the dancer's unconventional dance is also eye-catching. It's really outrageous. I've seen people who don't work properly before being said to be eye-catching, but I've never seen the creators themselves create, and then they're told that your creative behavior is eye-catching. Really, I felt quite sad when I saw this statement, because it was so absurd.

In addition, I wanted to discuss a word as early as the Erha period, that is the word abuse for the sake of abuse, it does not know who coined it first, this word can be used in almost every article I can see below the abuse article that some people read. Of course, many readers who say it has no malicious intentions, just express a dislike for this plot, I can fully understand it. But in fact, think about it, this word really makes the author laugh and laugh. So I want to discuss this word with you.

First of all, the novel is all artificial creation, and each plot is designed for the story. I feel that there is no need to abuse like this, but if it is this logic, any content that readers do not want to read can be said to be unnecessary and deliberately designed. If someone is dissatisfied with this plot, they can say, oh, why did Qiao Feng in "Dragon and Babu" have to kill Azhu himself? Azhu doesn't need to be beaten to death by his own hands if he wants to die. Why did Qiao Feng commit suicide in the end? He didn't want to die. He felt guilty that he could go to learn Wusong or become a monk. It was really abuse for the sake of abuse. Why should the little dragon girl be sullied by Yin Zhiping in "The Legend of Condor Heroes"? I can't stand it. Why do I do this to the fairy sister? "Alive" Why does the people around the protagonist have to die one by one? Are there such unlucky people in reality? It's really torture for the sake of torture. But aren't all the plots of the novel deliberately designed? It was originally something that was written on purpose. I don't like sweet texts. I think it's inexplicable that the two protagonists fall in love at first sight. Has it also become sweet and sweet? I'm tired of falling in love, if I don't like it, I don't think it's necessary, can it be said to be sweet and sweet? Can the entire novel be said to have been written for the sake of writing? You must know that the arsenic of the first, the candy of the other, the plot that one reader thinks is unnecessary may be the place that another reader likes. The readers are various, not one-to-one. It is impossible for the author to consider each and every one. Personal thoughts, people like me are even less likely to do this.

As for those who say that I write this way and hurt the protagonist like this, I don't love them, I think you are mistaken about one thing, the author does not hurt the character in the story, not for the character Protection, this can protect the mood of some readers, and even sometimes the author, writing sweet articles will be less controversial and bloody. But I think characters need to be shaped, just like when making sculptures, when a sharp knife falls on marble, an image is born. The deeper the engraving, the clearer the face. What is the love for the character? In my understanding, it is to protect their ego, even if they know that they will be scolded and controversial, they must have the courage to write about the suffering they have experienced, the darkness and complexity they may have in their hearts, and their suffering. The light on my body at times, so that more people can understand them more deeply, like them, and they will be better established within the scope of my ability. Let them be liked, loved, and truly understood, this is the greatest love I can give them.

Finally, let's talk about the story of Brother Xie's eye gouging. In fact, this plot has been foreshadowed early. Xie Qingcheng's eyes are destined to be unretainable since he became blind and the other can barely see. I can't make him half blind. From now on, it foreshadowed that he would definitely be removed.

I don't even know if any readers have noticed that in Chapter 194, after Xie Qingcheng went to the United States for treatment and was discharged for the first time, he had already mentioned that they were developing artificial eyes. These are traces left long ago, and sooner or later they will be closed.

Why did Anthony dig Xie Qingcheng's eyes? First of all, because he originally came to take more blood samples this time, he was in a hurry, but he could have taken any part and cut a piece of meat, not necessarily an eye, so why did he goug out the eye?

We might as well take a closer look at his state at that time - Anthony hated Xie Qingcheng's "deprivation" of him since he was a child, and he finally came to see Xie Qingcheng a few hours before he came to see Xie Qingcheng. After brainwashing the blood worm, he made a great contribution that he thought he had made. When he was brainwashed, he said that if he was the most successful, he could be equal to or even replace Duan Wenping. As a result, Xie Qingcheng even ruined his last hope. He worked hard for more than ten years to climb and was knocked down to the bottom by this man. Can you imagine how angry and hateful he was at that time? In his anger, he argued with Xie Qing, and finally he saw his ugly reflection in Xie Qing's bronze mirror-like eyes.

But what is the image of himself he really wants in his heart? As written in the text, he stood in the middle of Xie Ping and Zhou Muying and pulled Xie Xue, very open and upright. This is the obsession that he has hidden in his heart for so many years.

At that moment, he saw himself in Xie Qingcheng's eyes, and what he saw was his distorted and ugly state. This fact deeply humiliated his heart. When he saw his own ugliness in his eyes, he also saw Xie Qingcheng's calmness and toughness. He was unwilling to face it and could not accept it. He seemed to have dug out Xie Qingcheng's eyes, but in fact it was a mirror that he smashed. . A mirror for comparison that has been in his heart for thirty years.

To be honest, it was Xie Qingcheng's character that finally gave Anthony the last stimulus. This is not a group portrait. I can't use too much space in the article, and I don't need to use too much space to describe how Anthony and Xie Qingcheng got along when they were young, and how the conflict between the two intensified, but this time gouging is actually One point of reaction is that Xie Qingcheng, because of his personality, unintentionally stimulates Anthony from time to time.

Why can't he stand Xie Qingcheng so much? In addition to his own twisted heart, it was also because Xie Qingcheng was too father. It could be seen that at the last moment when his eye gouging came, he was still preaching to Anthony, criticizing him, and persuading him. And he persuaded Anthony to be very tough and elder-like. In Xie Qingcheng's view, this kind of behavior was responsible, but in Anthony's view, it was unbearable. , Xie Qingcheng's rigid character is intensifying Anthony's hatred for him all the time. Their relationship is almost the same as the moment when they gouged out their eyes. Brother Xie thought he was useful in education, and the more he taught Anthony, the more he hated him and the more disgusted him. This has been the case for over thirty years.

I once said that this is a slow and detailed article. When I repeatedly scrutinized those details, I rubbed the hearts, diseases and ideas of many characters into it, instead of choosing Describe them one by one. Really, if each story is so detailed and straightforward for people to understand, this article may only be 300k words. It is not necessary. Therefore, it is different from a closer look and a rough look, and the difference between understanding and incomprehension.

Actually, let me tell you the truth again, to be honest with you, the plot of digging eyes is really nothing to me... The medical record book Erha Yuyu, because it is serialized here, I I even had to write it down a little bit. What I can accept is much bigger than this. I have shared it with you before. I like to read books by such authors represented by Li Bihua. , I believe that readers who know this type of author know very well what kind of scale it is. Not to mention Mr. Li Bihua, even Mr. Jin Yong, those who have read the novel should know that the scale is not small, Mei Chaofeng peels his skin, Yin Li scratches his face, Cheng Kun Xie Xun A Zi You Tan's eyes, Lin Pingzhi Dongfang is unbeaten. Gong, Duan Yu's lover turned out to be his younger sister (it's really unlucky...), Xiaolongnu was fascinated by a supporting role, and so on... I always feel that the existence of novels is to let people get over the shackles of real society and come into contact with normal life what cannot be reached in