The host is a little money fan of the paranoid villain

Chapter 344 Damn, I'm the author who committed suicide!
Nan Jia leaned against the chair with her back tightly, and she hugged her arms with both hands, and she curled up on the chair, weak and lonely, looking extremely miserable and pitiful.

"Survival, I should just be dazzled, right? I must have read it wrong just now, so how could it be the scene of the previous world? This is a new world, and the previous world is over! There is no connection !"

Qiusheng stared at the picture, but it didn't answer Nanjia's words.

It also has a guilty conscience, after experiencing the last world, it feels that any bizarre things may happen!

Qiushengsheng's silence made Nanjia even more panicked: "Qiaoshengsheng, why don't you answer?"

Seeing that their expressions were not quite right, Fenghuang put aside the spiritual fruit he snatched from Qiushengsheng, and then walked forward.

Looking at the picture on the screen, it smiled: "Hey, isn't this Nanjia and Jinlong? This is Xianmiao Peak, right? The picture really looks like it, but why didn't it draw me?"

It answered very positively, as if there would be some reward.

Qiu Shengsheng poked Fenghuang forcefully, gritted his teeth and whispered: "You don't need to go into such detail! Shut up!"

Fenghuang pouted, and obediently sat aside.

Looking at the decadent Nanjia again, it grinned in embarrassment and said, "This... Nannan, I advise you... still... think about countermeasures first."

Nanjia looked at Qiushengsheng accusingly and cursed: "Qiaoshengsheng, are you deliberately tricking me? Why is the new world still having trouble with the Asura field of the previous world?"

Stared at by Nanjia's curse-like eyes, Qiu Shengsheng panicked: "I don't know, but don't worry, I will definitely stand by your side in this world. I will tell you exactly what you do, okay?"

Nan Jia lay on the table lamenting her miserable fate.

She was suddenly a little thankful that Wu Yiyi stopped her behavior, otherwise she didn't know why she would die!
Fortunately, I didn't get in touch with Mo Yan just now, thank you Wu Yiyi so much!

Nan Jia clasped her hands together and nodded in Wu Yiyi's direction.

Now Nanjia began to think about a question, that is, is Mo Yan in this world simply a memory of the previous world, or is he the Golden Dragon of the previous world?

After all, it wasn't once or twice that the golden dragon tore the world apart!

Nan Jia cheered up, she read the materials of "The First World of Cultivation of Immortals" seriously.

The more I looked at Nanjia, the more flustered I felt, and the colder my back became.

Qiushengsheng carefully went through the cause and effect, and it felt something was wrong, because it couldn't understand Nanjia's fear: "Nannan, why are you afraid? Isn't he a golden dragon from the last world? He will definitely love him very much." You, you can easily approach him and attack him! Isn't this a good thing?"

Nanjia sneered: "Do you think this is a good thing? Don't forget my current identity. I am the author of that novel. That means I am the creator of his miserable world. The misery is all because of me. I wrote his life!"

"You are a living person, and suddenly you are told that you are not a thinking person, but a puppet that I manipulate at will. What will happen to you? Do you want to kill the person who controls you?"

Qiushengsheng stopped talking, as if it suddenly understood Nanjia's panic.

"Nanjia, their meeting is over, and the master is walking in your direction."

(End of this chapter)