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Novel: "The Monster Runs"

Rating: one star

Brief comment: Junk novels ruin my youth. Logical **** doesn't work! You have the ability to write, why do you have no ability to tell me the reason for Feng Chi blackening! The scum to the attack that seems to be picked up from the trash can, the **** to breathe the air are all wasteful, a natural match, perfect match! I'm furious! [Incompetent rage]

Ji Huan cracked the phone while holding the phone, and the fingers holding the phone were shaking. He didn't get it. Where did this junk novel get so much praise? If the logic is not logical, the attacker will owe the thief. If he is the author, he is embarrassed to say that the pair of attacked mothers are afraid of being thrown by readers.

Nonsence!

Throwing the phone, he was so angry that he pulled up the quilt to cover his eyes.

Almost at night, he was angry with insomnia.

Ji Huan stared at the ceiling for a long while, and the anger that grew from the bottom of his heart slowly slowly began to fade over time. In the dark, he sighed with relief, his eyelids were getting heavier, and he closed his eyes unconsciously and fell asleep.

When Ji Huan woke up, his head hurt a bit, like a dizzy head after crying all night. But crying is impossible, and that junk novel is not worthy of earning his tears. Seeing the villain Feng Chi inexplicably blackened and stepping into the dead end, he felt more angry.

Ji Huan raised his hand and pinched the sore temple. When he raised his hand, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

What about his quilt?

Ji Huan raised his hand, and the black paint in front of him could only vaguely see the outline of the hand. Ji Huan's heart twitched and realized something was wrong. He groped for a while on the ground, the ground was flat and smooth. He stood up cautiously, and touched the black circle around twice, unable to find the exit.

Maybe he was locked in a small black room.

but……

Wasn't he sleeping?

Ji Huan was puzzled by his situation at the moment. He tried to close his eyes and continue to sleep, but when he opened his eyes, it was still dull to the extreme black. After several struggles, he finally accepted his fate. Standing bitterly and tremblingly and sitting cross-legged, he glared in a daze with one hand on his chin.

I don't know how long the time has passed. When Ji Huan thought that he would unconsciously have gray hair and wrinkled skin, a ray of light came in.

The light came suddenly, illuminating Ji Huan at once. Ji Huan closed his eyes violently and opened his eyes, but everything that appeared in front of him still made him feel very ashamed.

It used to be black, now it's white.

Other than that, there is nothing.

At the same time, he found that this is not even a room. Because there were no doors and windows at all, no matter where he went, his eyes were white and silent.

Ji Huan thought he was probably dreaming.

Suddenly, the sound of a door unlocking sounded in the ear, Ji Huan's eyes lit up like a small light bulb that was suddenly lit. He looked at the direction where the sound came from. At this point, he was confused again.

What ... what?

How to look like a certain part of the human body?

Ji Huan learned to paint when he had nothing to do in college, so he knew a lot about the human body. The one in front of me ... looks like a man's abs.

Well built.

Ji Huan was fascinated.

Immediately after, Ji Huan's eyes finally appeared other pictures. His eyes slowly moved upwards, passing the abdominal muscles, chest, collarbone and slender neck all the way, and finally landed on the other's face.

With just one glance, he bowed his head and said.

When Ji Huan read the novel more than once, he portrayed the faces of the male heroes in his mind. It is only today that he has a specific imagination of the beautiful and beautiful **** described in the novel. Ji Huan wanted to watch it well, but as the man's movements changed, he could only barely see the other person's chin by raising his head.

He is so tall.

Ji Huan's neck was sore, and his absurd thoughts appeared as if the abdominal muscles and collarbone had just been roughed out.

It's terrible.

Ji Huan frantically thought about who this handsome, cold and handsome man was so good that he was kneeling. It was also at this time that he saw the man's face appear in front of him again, and then the other party took a few steps back. This time it was not just the face, but a whole person.

Under the pale waist is a black trousers, and the long legs show their advantages under the trousers. The man looked at one place silently, and the button of the white shirt he had just put on was buttoned up from bottom to top. Ji Huan couldn't help it when his slender, slender fingers flicked over the buttons and finally landed on his throat.

Mom, it's drooling.

Buttoning the shirt to the top is too abstinent.

Itchy hands, I want to pull him all.

Can't help it!

Feng Chi lives a similar life every day. Get up at eight and come to the bathroom to wash. He looked at himself in the mirror coldly, and fastened his buttons slowly. However, in the second he turned and wanted to go, his footsteps suddenly stopped. His eyes immediately locked on the small mirror shelved in the corner of the sink.

This is a round mirror, about the size of a palm. There is no extra decoration around it, only a small frame that holds the mirror. It's a bland mirror, but the historical record of this thing is far from simple.

It is said to be a face mirror.

Nowadays, humans and fairies coexist. The goblin is hidden in human form, and its appearance is no different from that of ordinary humans. In addition to the suppression of the fairy level can make the big demon see the prototype of the little demon at first glance, there is no other way.

Of course, the only way is recorded in historical records. It is to use a demon mirror to take a picture of a person. If it is an ordinary person, there is no difference in the image in the mirror. If it is a goblin, a prototype of the goblin will appear in the mirror.

Feng Chi glanced at the mirror. There was no difference between him in the mirror and his usual time. What can show the prototype of the goblin is all nonsense.

He was about to divert his attention, but he paused.

This thing ... looks a bit weird?

Feng Chi has a cleansing habit. Although the mirror is always thrown here, he always keeps a clean appearance. And now that the bathroom temperature is average, why is there a thin layer of mist on this mirror surface? He reached out involuntarily and took the mirror in his hand, his fingers wet.

The mirror ... is still a little hot.

Is this mirror evil?

Feng Chi pursed his lips. Although this thing was used by him as waste, but the name of the mirror was hanging. In order to give this baby due respect, Feng Chi gently wiped the water mist off the mirror with his thumb and wiped it with a paper towel to restore the mirror to the same as usual. However, he noticed that the temperature of the mirror was getting higher and higher.

Feng Chi frowned, pinched the mirror and looked left and right, and finally saw a black spot in a corner.

He buckled it and heard a small exclaim.

Feng Chi: "?"

Auditory? !

Feng Chi looked at his spectacles again without changing his color, and then put the mirror back into place without moving his voice. His eyes quickly skipped in the bathroom and turned away.

The man in the mirror almost shouted while covering his face.

This man wiped his saliva and touched him!

When Ji Huan was trapped in that side of the world, his sense of touch became very sensitive. When he saw the other person reaching over, he subconsciously hid. Of course, it cannot be avoided. Just when Ji Huan was about to be held tightly by that huge hand, the other party seemed to pick up something.

This is a very strange feeling, he seems to be hidden in an object, and at the moment the object is being held. Obviously, the cool skin was not touched, but he felt the softness of the man's fingers and the temperature of the palm.

Ji Huan looked down at his waist, the warm and delicate feeling seemed to stick to it, making him feel his face heating up desperately.

Although he didn't know what was going on and why the man just picked up the object and seemed to hug his waist, Ji Huan was a little embarrassed.

He rubbed his waist with his hand.

Ji Huan stayed in this strange place for a long, long time, and it was so long that the space that could not be lighted up was dark again. Ji Huan counted to 40,000 during this period, less than twelve hours. However, with this number, Ji Huan vaguely guessed what.

Maybe ... it was day before, and now, night comes.

However, for such a long time he didn't feel hungry at all. And he failed to go out.

Ji Huan opened his eyes and sighed, feeling anxious.

However, it was at this time that Ji Huan suddenly heard a voice ringing in his ear.

"Beep beep--"

"Beep beep--"

"The system resumes working and the prompt is about to open."

"Hello Ji Huan, welcome to the world of" Hunting "."

The mechanical electronic sound image is squeezed out of some old machine, and every word is stuck, and it is difficult to spit it out. In just a few words, the feeling of being utterly out of the air was said. But Ji Huan obviously didn't have much energy to pay attention to the strange electronic sound. What more attracted his attention was obviously the four words ‘monster run wild’.

The monster is rampant.

Isn't this the novel he read last night? !

Ji Huan's eyes widened, his eyes belonged to peach blossoms, and the end of his eyes was still upturned, but at the moment he was stunned with shock.

How is this going?

Is it because he sprayed the novel and the author last night and is now being retaliated?

No, right?

Ji Huan was a little flustered, and the electronic sound rang again in due course.

"Ji Huan's identity, look in the mirror."

Ji Huan: "?"

"Please try to survive in this world, otherwise you will not have the next chance. Good luck."

The electronic sound fell, and with a click, the whole space fell into a strange quiet again. There was no voice left, only Ji Huan's own breath.

Ji Huan recalled the content of the electronic sound just now.

The voice said that his identity is according to the mirror?

There is indeed a "miraculous mirror" in the novel "Traditional Monsters", which is still an antiquities left over from ancient times. It is the protagonist who is always looking for but always looking for the baby. Ji Huan remembers very clearly that this thing was collected in the home of Feng Chi, the villain.

and so……

The man who appeared just now is Feng Chi?

Feng Chi has some descriptions of Feng Chi, saying that Feng Chi is very beautiful, with thin lips and a cool, natural appearance. He likes to wear shirts and trousers, and this simple combination became his standard in the novel. Although Feng Chi is a villain, many readers like him, Ji Huan is one of them.

But who can think of Feng Chi's ending so inexplicably?

Ji Huan pouted, thinking that if he could, he would really like to bring the author of "The Wraith" to Feng Chi's face and ask him:

Seeing this flawless face, do you still have this hand!

The author of "Monster Run" can't help but Ji Huan doesn't know. But it must be impossible for him to switch to himself.

Feng Chi's looks are leaning on his ideal form everywhere.

It is really difficult to watch Feng Chi blacken for inexplicable reasons and finally be attacked and killed by the protagonist.

But ... Looking at myself at the moment, Ji Huan's face was full of helplessness.

He is now a mirror, what can he do?

Let Feng Chi appreciate his beauty?

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"I bid farewell to being single after being forced to farm"

When Yu Ci woke up, he shrunk on a 20-meter-high tree branch, an unknown bird above his head supported his legs, and his tone was plain: "Look down, this is the mountain I laid for you."

It is a pity that the mountains and rivers that came to the door did not grow.

Then, the strange bird gave him two options.

First, open up the wilderness underneath into a farm.

Second, friendship gave a tuoxiang, and kicked him down into a tuoxiang.

Yu Ci battled to pick up the **** diligently, and from then on the script for forced farming was opened.

Yu Ciqin diligently farmed until one day, he found a bright white egg in the wasteland, and a beautiful man hatched in it.

When the other party is happy, the wind is beautiful, and when he is angry, he flashes and thunders, and when his mouth is silent, the clouds are overcast.

Yu Ci: "?"

Qi Huai discovered that the boy who hatched him had been laughing at him recently, coaxing him gently and buying him clothes and desserts, as long as he spoke, nothing could be done.

Later, Qi Huai knew. This man coaxed him to make him a human-shaped temperature controller, so that the crops on the farm would grow better.

Qi Huai: Smile.

On this day, sunshine **, all kinds of plants on the farm slumped their heads. Yu Ci was very distressed. He took Qi Huai's hand and discussed: "Can you cry? There is no rain here, the bigger the better."

The other person pressed him with a smile, "I'll just cry, but I can make you cry, no matter how loud it is."

Yu Ci: "..."