I Just Memorized The Plot. Did You Tell Me To Change The Script?

Xie Chun was just about to bring a fire to burn Fang Ping's skeleton into ashes when he heard a call from the sky.

"If you have time to watch a show, why not come up and help!"

Ning Yingluo, who was struggling with the ice dragon in the sky, shouted dissatisfied.

"okay."

Xie Chun put away the lighter, gave up on the idea of ​​destroying his bones, and turned to look at the sky.

He just happened to miss the dark red light flashing on the demon skeleton next to the altar fragment.

Xie Chun tapped the ground lightly, flew up into the air, and locked his eyes on the dark crack-like lines on the ice dragon's body.

The sword followed him, and the black and white swords cut along two dead lines and penetrated the ice dragon's huge body at the same time.

The ice dragon's blue eyes suddenly revealed a hysterical look, and his movements were ferocious, but when Xie Chun held his two swords and slashed hard, the violent chaotic aura easily destroyed the flesh and blood in the dragon's body.

When the ice dragon's last trace of vitality faded into nothingness, the huge ice-blue dragon body fell from the sky and landed on the ground with a layer of gray color.

This is the power of the authority of death, being able to observe the death of things.

On the other side, seeing Xie Chun kill the ice dragon with just one blow, Song Ci's eyes flashed with joy.

With the body of this ice dragon, he and Sister Sword Spirit can absorb the huge cold power in it, thus breaking through the first layer of seal in the Ice Spirit Sword!

It can be regarded as a fruitful victory. The most important thing is that there were no dangers along the way. It is indeed right to follow the cheap brother!

"Why did you suddenly become so strong?" Ning Yingluo asked suspiciously as she slowly landed.

Xie Chun's breath weakened a little in an instant, and he said in a weak tone: "This state will consume my lifespan, which is equivalent to the secret method of transformation, so I usually dare not use it."

"So that's it..." Ning Yingluo's expression showed a bit of compassion: "When I return to Lucheng, I will apply for a batch of compensation from the superiors."

That's the best thing, don't give up what you can get for free.

And Xie Chun didn't say anything nonsense. It does consume lifespan. Transformation will consume a few seconds of lifespan.

"By the way, can these dragon scales and bones be sold for money?" Xie Chun carried two swords and dissected the ice dragon's body.

According to the Western fantasy novels he had read in the past, the parts on the dragons in them could be used to make weapons or the like.

Even if he is not short of money, he can still exchange it for other useful treasures, right?

"I don't know. You can take it outside and show it to the City King." Ning Yingluo never cared about these things.

As long as she reports any resources she lacks through the Countermeasures Bureau's channels, she will basically get a response, and she doesn't need to go to any trouble to collect them herself.

"Ahem, senior brother, my sword." Song Ci reminded him kindly.

After being treated by Xiaohan just now, all the external injuries on Song Ci's body have been healed. Currently, the only problem left is the lack of spiritual energy in the body, which can be recovered slowly.

At least I can get up and move now.

After his reminder, Xie Chun realized that there was another sword in hand that was not his.

Thinking of this, Xie Chun put away his low eyebrow sword, held the Ice Spirit Sword in his hand and walked towards Song Ci, taking back the chaotic spiritual energy injected into the Ice Spirit Sword.

Sister Sword Spirit was immersed in such pure origin spiritual energy. She felt the chaotic spiritual energy being pulled away from the sword by Xie Chun in a trance, and subconsciously exclaimed:

"Ah... don't go out..."

"¿"

Xie Chun scratched his head in confusion, what's going on?

Everyone in Fang Ping was completely dead, but the demonic skeleton was still standing nearby. Obviously, this thing was not a spiritual attack from the demon agent at all.

He stared at the Ice Spirit Sword in his hand with a strange look on his face, as if it was making a noise?

Song Ci, who had only taken a few steps after getting up, felt his scalp numb when he saw this scene, and quickly ran to Xie Chun: "Brother, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I'm a little tired after fighting continuously."

He thought about it with his toes and knew that this sword was not as simple as he thought. It could help his cultivation level jump by a large level. The effect of this thing was comparable to the Three Mysterious Transformations of Heavenly Fire.

However, after all, this sword is someone else's treasure, maybe it is the natal spiritual sword passed down from the sword sect, so he can't be too curious to get to the bottom of it.

After all, who among the most advanced people in this secret realm doesn’t have a chance?

Just like he and Ning Yingluo have worked together for so long, hasn't the other party ever asked him where this powerful spatial function comes from?

So Xie Chun handed over the Ice Spirit Sword with a sincere expression: "Junior brother, I would also like to thank you for your willingness to lend me the sword in the crisis just now, otherwise I am afraid I will die here."

"We are all our own people, why should we be so polite, senior brother?" Song Ci said politely, took the Ice Spirit Sword and asked:

"Senior brother, I need the cold energy in this ice dragon's body. I wonder if it can be convenient?"

"You said you are one of our own, why are you so polite?"

Xie Chun made way for him, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and adjusted the active spiritual energy in his body.

Without noticing at all, the dark red light was injected into his body along with the surrounding spiritual energy.

Song Ci looked happy, walked towards the ice dragon's body, and at the same time said in his mind: "Sister Sword Spirit!"

"Hmm... That's a small word..." There was a hint of weakness in the voice of the sword spirit class.

"Sister Sword Spirit, are you okay?" Song Ci heard the voice and asked with concern, "Were you injured in the battle just now?"

"Ah...no, it's just...it's just that it took a lot of energy during the battle...I'll just rest for a while and it'll be fine."

"So that's it. Thank you for your hard work, Sister Sword Spirit." Song Ci walked to the ice dragon's body and continued:

"It just so happens that there is a magical beast that contains the power of coldness, which can help Sister Sword Spirit recover the power she has consumed, and you can also try to see if she can break through the next level of seal!"

"Now...now? Xiaoci, do you want to wait a moment? I'm a little tired..."

"It doesn't matter. It's just absorbing the cold power. I'll be here. Sister Sword Spirit, you can rest peacefully."

The messy spells in Song Ci's hand penetrated the ice dragon's body, and a dark blue thin line spread from the ice dragon's chest and slowly sank into the ice spirit sword body.

"Sister Sword Spirit, how do you feel?" Song Ci said with a bit of worry in his tone: "If the consumption is too large and it cannot absorb so much cold power, I can control it a little slower."

"Ah...?" Sister Sword Spirit was stunned for a moment: "Well, I...I'm fine...You can continue..."

Feeling the cold power entering the sword, Song Ci suddenly paused.

It always feels like there is no obstacle to the injection of cold power this time. Even the spiritual energy that usually circulates in the Ice Spirit Sword is very smooth now.

He asked with some surprise: "Sister Sword Spirit, did you just break through the seal?"

"Well...yes, I happened to absorb part of the cold power when I was fighting the ice dragon, so I broke through the seal."

Sister Sword Spirit's voice was weak: "I want to take a rest first, and you should be careful during the rest of the secret realm."

"By the way...if there is no life or death crisis in the future, try not to lend me out..."

Sister Sword Spirit's voice became weaker and weaker, and by the last sentence it was already inaudible.

Song Ci didn't hear her last words clearly, he just held the precious spirit sword in his hand with a smile on his face.

The harvest from this trip to the secret realm is really not small. If he enters a few more secret realms, it will be easy to lift the seal of Sister Sword Spirit. In the future, he will be the best swordsman in the world!

Good times are yet to come!

Song Ci turned around and looked, about to say something to his senior brother, but found that Xie Chun had fallen to the ground, and three women surrounded him.

"Senior brother, what's going on?"

Ning Yingluo let go of Xie Chun's wrist and diagnosed: "It should be the sequelae of his secret technique just now?"

She couldn't say that as a great expert, she didn't detect anything.

The green light on Xiaohan's hand dissipated, and his face looked strange: "His state is... strange. Neither his spirit nor his body has been traumatized. Logically speaking, he should be awake."

"But now...it's more like he was affected by something and entered a coma?"

...

...

"system?"

"Hey Hey hey?"

Xie Chun opened his eyes and saw a pure white ceiling in front of him.

He got up from the ground and observed the surrounding environment. The first thing that hit his nose was the pungent smell of disinfectant. The room was simply furnished, with only a small bed in the center, covered by a white cloth.

The room was only a few square meters in size, with no windows or vents visible. Only an incandescent lamp embedded in the wall was placed in the center of the roof.

Combined with the blue and white striped clothes on my body, I felt a little bit confident.

He lowered his head and recalled that one second he had just finished slaying a dragon in a secret realm, and Cassel Academy had given him an S-level title, and the next second he was here.

Xie Chun tried to control the spiritual energy in his body, but all he felt was nothingness. Not only that, even the system that had been with him for many years showed no response.

He now seriously doubted that he had traveled through time again.

Xie Chun walked around the room and couldn't find anything reflective.

But judging from his height and the feeling of touching his face with his hands, he should still have the same body as before.

Wearing it this time?

While Xie Chun was thinking about his escape, the door to the room was suddenly opened, and a man in a white coat pushed the door open and entered.

"PG12138."

"???"

Xie Chun was shocked. Do you want to do this?

Seeing that he stood there without moving, the man continued: "Today is your routine review day, come with me."

Xie Chun narrowed his eyes, and as soon as he made a move, the man immediately shouted: "I'm warning you, if you shout something like "One Sword of Frost and Fourteen States" again and then rush over to hit someone, you will be given electric shock treatment. room! "

"hiss......"

Xie Chun immediately raised his hands in surrender: "I'm cooperating, how can I check it?"

The man stared at him suspiciously, but still stretched out his hand to call the two burly caregivers behind him to step forward and control Xie Chun.

"If you talk about it, I'll surrender, so you don't have to go to such trouble, right?" Xie Chun tried to bargain.

"You said the same thing last time, and then you threw a wooden chair and injured four caregivers!"

"..."

Having said this, Xie Chun was naturally very cooperative and was escorted to the man's office. The nurse skillfully used a restraint belt to tie him to a chair.

The man put on a mask and slowly sat across from Xie Chun's table.

"What do you call me, buddy?"

"You have lived here for ten years, and you don't know what I call you?" The man sneered, "My surname is Bi."

"Okay, Teacher Bi Fujian, although you may think that I am joking, my next words are very serious."

Xie Chun slowly spoke:

"I lost my memory and now I want to know who I am and where I am."

"Are you doing this again? Are you going to say that you don't know anything about the past and want me to let you out?" The sneer on Dr. Bi's face did not diminish at all: "I'm telling you, don't even think about it!"

"..."

I'm super, I've explained everything to you, so how do I fight?

Fortunately, Dr. Bi didn't waffle too much on this issue: "Since you want to play the amnesia game, then I'll play with you."

He took out a page of information paper with his profile picture printed on it and pushed it in front of Xie Chun:

"Your name is Xie Chun, you are 21 years old. When you were 11 years old, you were arrested by the police for causing a serious injury accident in an elementary school."

"Then after professional testing and determination, you were determined to have extremely severe mania, so you were imprisoned here."

"During the ten years in the hospital, you imagined yourself to be a genius chess player, a swordsman, a person with super powers, the savior of the world, etc."

"During these years of treatment, your mania symptoms have not improved at all. On the contrary, you began to tell the attending physician a story about reincarnation, and you are the protagonist of this story."

Xie Chun looked at the paper with his resume written on the table and found the cause of the injury accident.

At school, he used chalk as a chess piece and his classmates' mouths as a chessboard. He shouted that the world would be unified and kept stuffing chalk heads into his classmates' mouths.

So I came in.

Is this reasonable?

Xie Chun began to think about the current situation. He originally wanted to light a cigarette to help him think, but he couldn't move.

The first possibility is that he triggered some mechanism in the secret realm and was transported to a world that might be a different world.

This possibility is not high, because even the system has stopped responding, which is obviously not something that the secret realm can do.

The second possibility is the parallel world theory.

He traveled to his own body in a parallel world, so his face in the photo didn't change at all.

The system and the previous auras are bound to the body, so it will naturally not respond to the new body in the parallel world.

This possibility is very high - because he had tried to resist when he was controlled by the nursing staff before. After all, as long as he still has the physical fitness he had at Blue Star, he can kill through the entire hospital and get out without any problem.

But the fact is obvious, he failed, and his current physique is probably not even as good as that of an ordinary person, a pure and sick child.

It also confirmed the conclusion that his current body is not the same as before.

Under this possible assumption, Xie Chun had to think about how to return to his own world.

In the end, to get rid of all possibilities and return to the origin, there is the worst, but also reasonable enough explanation——

This is the real...real world.