The Protagonist Makes You Retreat About Thirty Miles

Two hours had passed since Ye Mingjun left the tent, Ji Mo seriously calculated that even if he ran to Yaozhou at the speed of an immortal, he should have come back, this is really abnormal.I don't know where this Ye Mingjun has gone again, he is not in the mood to deal with the military newspaper at all, he has to go outside the camp to check after a while, only to find no trace of the immortal, and then return to continue to do business with a sullen face.

From Song Qiao's point of view, Ji Mo is a person who has almost no emotional fluctuations. Everyone occasionally jokes in a serious manner. Can't help sighing: "He just went out, why don't you still formulate the equation to calculate the round-trip time? It's agreed that everyone is a liberal arts student?"

That's because you don't know how skinny this fairy is!This time is enough for him to go to the sky and side by side with the moon three times!

Finally realizing what a terrible decision it was to let Ye Mingjun go out alone, Ji Mo thought of the endless and bold ideas of immortals, and suddenly felt a little guilty, "Do you think he will go directly to catch the demon king?"

"It's not that big of a game, is it?"

Song Qiao's pen fell to the ground with just one sentence. Although he thought that no one would single out the boss, seeing Ji Mo's serious expression made him worried. As far as you can see, what is the level of strength of the demon king?"

"No. [-] in five continents."

Ji Mo answered without hesitation. As Su Ge's biological father, Song Qiao instantly raised his eyes in dissatisfaction, "In your heart?"

"In my heart it is a plate of meat, thank you."

Mentioning this cheating son, Ji Mo's voice became cold, and he tapped the pen tip on the white paper, watching the pool of ink slowly spread, and then said his guess lightly,

"I always feel that there should be some kind of connection between heaven and man and the author, otherwise it would be impossible to get us through the battle of licking the calf. If I were Ren Qingya, I would definitely use my advantage of knowing the author best to study the mysteries of it , and then let yourself crush other celestial beings from the setting."

The strength of Tianren is that he can practice at a speed far faster than ordinary people by virtue of the cheats in the setting. It can be said that if he can change his setting to be the best in the five continents, he may really become the strongest.Unexpectedly, the protagonist changed the settings by himself, Song Qiao's expression became serious, "Do you think it has been researched?"

"I don't know, so I need information from Yaozhou."

Shaking his head at him, even so, considering Ren Qingya's behavior of gathering celestial beings to summon gods, Ji Mo really couldn't be optimistic.

If you think about it carefully, you can see what impact mastering such methods will have on the current situation. Song Qiao can only pat Ji Mo thankfully, "Fortunately, you are with us. No matter how much he researches, he can't do what he wants. Write it yourself."

However, upon hearing this, Ji Mo's expression became a little colder, "I tell you some unfortunate news, I also studied the setting issues during my stay in Yaozhou, and combined with the current world, I can think of All cheats were written down for him."

An author tailor-made a golden finger for the protagonist with the goal of being invincible. Song Qiao really felt weak when he thought about it. Looking at Ji Mo who also looked gloomy, he could only ask sincerely: "How does it feel to be set up by yourself? "

These words can be said to be salt on the wound, Ji Mo resolutely raised his pen with a blank expression, "I don't mind giving Chang Hui a letter to let you experience it for yourself."

As soon as this remark came out, Song Qiao immediately conceded defeat, and stepped forward to curry favor: "Don't, big brother, I was wrong! It's just a pit, which author doesn't dig a pit, as the saying goes, 'It's a good time to open a pit, fill the crematorium .', can I pour you tea and admit my mistake? Don’t take off my vest, it will kill me!"

Ji Mo didn't really want to reveal his identity, but seeing Song Qiao clutching his vest and still trying to get Chang Hui back, he felt quite emotional.

These authors are far less tough than the protagonists they write. In fact, they are afraid of pain and death. Knowing the danger, they still want to continue their death behavior. In fact, they have exhausted their courage for a lifetime.It was the same for Song Qiao, and it was also the same for Ji Mo back then.

When Ren Qingya came back with injuries for the first time, Ji Mo finally realized that the real war is not so simple, and the so-called casualties are no longer a number. When stepping on the battlefield, everyone he is familiar with may become The corpse armor that the author doesn't even bother to name.

At that time, Bailu was afraid of his father's worry, so he hid in the grass alone and licked his wound, as if he had done it many times, but he didn't know that he saw all of this.

As long as he thinks that the next corpse that might be carried back will be the white deer facing him day and night, Ji Mo will feel sincere fear.Therefore, even though his aptitude is not good, he still searched for various exercises and practiced hard, racking his brains to strengthen the fighting ability of the demon king. Unexpectedly, in the end, it was the setting words that he tried to keep Bailu alive. own identity.

Ji Mo is not stupid, he has already faintly discovered the irreconcilable contradiction between the author and heaven and man.Even if the childhood experience in "White Deer and Qingya Journey" is only three chapters, in terms of length, it can't be compared with the unrivaled million words of the young demon king walking in the world later, and it was a real three years for Ren Qingya.

Knowing this, he considered whether he should run away, but after taking a look at the wound that Bailu had quietly healed without leaving any traces, he still didn't leave after all.

At that time, the young boy Mo thought, there is no shortage of protagonists in male music, and Ren Qingya is not a human being. If he fails, he will be slaughtered by Ye Junhou and eat meat. This world is so dangerous, he can't throw away his protagonists. No matter what.

Let Ren Qingya treat him as the reincarnated old demon king, as long as his identity is not revealed, nothing will happen, the protagonist himself will not think that there is such an existence as the author in the world.

He wants to end the chaos between heaven and man, make sure that no one can take his deer away again, and watch it find the heroine he likes and have a beautiful and happy nest before he can leave with peace of mind.

Forget it, why bother to mention the past, the most important thing now is to solve the chaos in Yaozhou, and also, to try our best to assist Song Qiao to bring Chang Hui back to the temple.

The perfect ending that I didn't get to, watching others successfully pass the level is also a kind of psychological comfort.

As if it was fate, whenever Ji Mo felt a little lost, Ye Mingjun would always appear in front of him, and as the curtain was raised, a fairy in white came floating like water and moonlight, and when he saw the man sitting on the table The Morning Star Priest in front of him smiled lightly and said, "Ji Mo, I'm back!"

It was just a simple sentence, but it dispelled all the chill of the night the moment it fell into my ears. Knowing that Ye Mingjun could sense his inner emotions, Ji Mo crumpled up the white paper on the case and threw it away, just asking as usual: "Is it true?" Jun, why have you been gone for so long?"

That fellow seems to have intentionally kept him from getting close to Ren Qingya, and the location where the space transfer landed was actually the border of the Demon Continent, and it was Ye Mingjun who was good at flying that was able to come back so quickly. At this time, he could only hand the demon furnace to Ji Mo and explained: " I just stunned the deer and got snatched by a nasty guy, do you like this?"

So, he said he wanted a deer, but the fairy brought back all the animals except the deer

As soon as Ji Mo opened the lid, he was shocked by the rich variety of animals inside. After hearing this, he could only pretend to be calm and ask, "Let me just ask, what color is that deer?"

"White, it's pretty, but it's a bit fierce."

Actually went to solo the boss!Also stunned the boss?Do all the bosses do whatever they want?

The fairy's answer was very honest, but it didn't stop Ji Mo from wanting to throw the ball of paper directly at his face, he exhaled slowly to calm his emotions, and then said seriously: "Please tell me what happened. Make it clear to me."

However, after Ye Mingjun obediently sat on the bed and explained his wonderful adventure that night, Ji Mo realized that he still underestimated the extent to which the immortal let himself go.

Heh, it's nothing to catch a zoo to catch a cheating son. If it wasn't for the person behind the scenes who didn't show his face, Ye Mingjun would even catch this server.

No, his appearance is clearly eager to try, and he is already trying to find a way to make trouble!

Based on Ji Mo's understanding of Ye Mingjun, this is the master who will go home obediently after being warned. He will never stop until he digs the entire server out of the sky.

Perhaps there are too many explosive news, even though the opponent is an ancient artifact, Ji Mo has no intention of worrying, but after asking about the existence of Xinjie, he sighed helplessly: "Xianjun, you shouldn't meddle in this matter. Many Sometimes, understanding does not heal the wounds that have been left."

Empathizing with the protagonist is the most basic skill of every author. There is no one in this world who knows Ren Qingya better than Ji Mo. He can even deduce the hidden emotions behind each other's words and deeds. But, even so, as long as you think of that resolute A falling sword cannot be forgiven after all.

Because it hurts too much, no matter what the reason is, I can't return to the previous state of mind; because of understanding, I can't even do angry questioning and venting my emotions; in the end, all that can be left is frustration.

This is the reason why he has never asked Ye Mingjun for help. Ji Mo knows very well that a broken mirror will never be reunited. Immortals have always been so confident and clear. The dusty past makes those who care about it tainted with despair.

This is Ji Mo's favorite jewel in his palm, and now he only wants the immortal to live happily every day, other than that, everything else is no longer important.

"He has nothing to save the world, and he is not a sage who helps the world. He has never seen through the catastrophe of the heart. Without you, it is impossible to have the current cultivation level. I have practiced for 5000 years, and I know how many catastrophes and loneliness a monk has to go through. Achieve Taoism and ascend. Compared with real monks, all heavenly beings are too relaxed."

Stretching out his hand to pull the sighing young man into his arms, Ye Mingjun gently caressed his thin back, but the pride in his eyes only belonged to gods,

"It was you who found a shortcut to gain power for him. Ren Qingya is qualified to use this power to fight only if he survives the calamity of becoming an immortal by himself."

However, as Ji Mo said, the past him would never interfere in such a matter.

In the eyes of the immortals, mortal grievances and grievances are fine, they just need to solve the people who violate the way of heaven. As for the so-called emotional entanglements, it is the problem of human beings themselves, and it will be troublesome if they get involved.

Strange, why did he, who has always been afraid of trouble the most, take the initiative to care about mundane matters?Because, if Ji Mo saw such a white deer, even if he didn't say anything, he would feel uncomfortable in his heart?

Suddenly, I found that I seemed to care about Ji Mo more than I imagined, it was like a harbinger of love, and if this continues, I will definitely be able to successfully develop a heart of love.Thinking of this, the immortal immediately patted the young man's head happily, "Don't worry, if I can't beat that guy in the sky, I will take you and elope. Among the top ten artifacts, I am the one who is best at escaping, and all the gods and gods in the sky can testify! "

Wait, you were just serious for a while, why did I get angry again before I even organized my reply?What the hell flipped your switch!

As if infected by the emotions of a fairy, Ji Mo also felt that talking too much about these topics with his sweetheart for the sake of a cheating son was really unsightly, and they all hugged together. Shouldn't everyone do some things that should be done when they are in love?

Well, anyway, you can't die if you make a fuss, let it go, if Yaozhou can settle down because of this, it will be a blessing to the people of Shenzhou.

Ever since he met Ye Mingjun, Ji Mo's mentality has become much more open-minded. What he once thought he could not do in his life without caring, can be easily done in the arms of an immortal.

Thinking of Ye Mingjun's trip, he found that the only remaining of his kind were standing on the opposite side. Although the appearance was the same as before, I was afraid that he was not feeling well in his heart, so he said softly: "Xianjun, I don't have much time to accompany you these days. Is there anything you want to say to me?"

In recent days, Ji Mo's temperament has obviously become more cheerful. When he thinks that this scary little guy will finally be happy because he is hugged by him, Ye Mingjun is also in a very good mood, and immediately tells what he has been thinking about while looking at the moon on the road. Question, "Okay, I've been meaning to ask you, what exactly does the moonlight really mean?"

Do you have to open your mouth to ask such an explosive question?What about the philosophy of life taught by the system to talk about poetry, music, and music?Completely forget about the task?

Unexpectedly, he suddenly brought up this topic after watching the moon too much. Ji Mo didn't know whether to confess, but hesitantly said: "This, it's more complicated..."

However, before he could think about how to tactfully let the immortal understand his meaning, a neglected background figure couldn't help saying, "It's just that I like you, which literary girl confessed to you?"

The moment Ji Mo heard the voice, he became stiff. He remembered that Song Qiao was still in the camp, but he didn't expect that the light bulb hadn't left yet, so he raised his head indifferently, "Mr. Song, why are you still here?"

Well, not a girl, but a young woman.

Hearing his distasteful tone, Song Qiao guessed whose confession it was. Although he was feeling deeply in his heart, big brother, why are you so literary when you are in a relationship, she still pointed out the facts to the two of them seriously,

"I want to declare that this is my office tent. It is a matter of course for me to work here. It is the two of you who ignored me as soon as we chatted. It is not my brother who eavesdropped."

After speaking, I felt that the light bulb was too bright. In order to prevent being murdered by a morning star priest who was in love, I quickly picked up the demon refining furnace that shocked Ye Mingjun and dropped it to the ground, and put the two people together. Pushing it outside the tent, he said: "Okay, these birds and beasts will be dealt with, you can find a secluded place and enjoy the beasts."

Accepting the fact that he was mobbing at the office with a blank face, Ji Mo looked at Ye Mingjun who was in a daze and didn't even notice that the magic weapon was taken away, and began to think about a serious question——

So, just now this person hugged him and was holding a stove in his hand?Is he here to be gay or just kidding?

The author has something to say: Ye Mingjun (shocked): What?I've been confessed a long time ago!

Ji Mo: Nonsense, we are all in love.

Ye Mingjun: When did it happen?I do not know how!The BOSS must have stolen my memory!

BOSS: I don't take the blame for this!