Floating blackening value [Quick Transmigration]

Yan Mu opened his eyes in a trance, and found that he had returned to the real world.

However, the environment here is so strange that Yan Mu doesn't know this place at all. There is no familiar pirate bed sheet or the fluffy carpet that Yan Mu found on Taobao.The decoration style here is so indifferent that people feel cold for no reason.

The decorations on the walls are completely spliced ​​with dark blue and white patterns. The huge room is covered with wooden floors. In the large room of about [-] square meters, there are only a piano, a computer, and a sofa, nothing else. The open space is scary.

Yan Mu's posture should be sitting on the sofa with the computer in his arms, but he stood up dizzily, and the computer fell to the ground.

Yan Mu hurriedly bent down to retrieve the computer that fell on the ground, but her pupils suddenly shrank because she saw something unexpected.

The slender legs of this 'Yan Mu' are not like a man's. They are sickly pale and slender with a touch of fragile beauty. These slender legs were put into silver-gray anklets and locked carefully.The 'Yan Mu' here is like a beautiful pet kept in captivity.

Yan Mu quickly checked his body and found out more.

For example, when one's body raises the wrist, there will be dense horizontal scars. The wound has been scarred, but it still looks shockingly terrifying, and it should be for death.

In addition, there are even traces of open stitches on the side of the head of this body, which may be due to suicide or self-harm, or it may be an accident.

The health of this body is obviously very poor, Yan Mu walked a few steps slightly, already feeling a little strenuous.

If it wasn't for the reflection of the piano, Yan Mu could vaguely recognize that it was his own face, and Yan Mu would have thought that he had traveled to another world.

What is going on, Yan Mu stared at the anklet on his foot and thought deeply.

The silver-white anklet is not very heavy, it will not bring disadvantages to the wearer's actions, and the distance is long enough. According to Yan Mu's visual inspection, the length of the silver chain is about 70 meters, which can extend to every corner of this large room. corner.

The end of the silver chain was fixed at the corner of the computer desk, which seemed to link Yan Mu and the typewriter forever.

Shouldn't it be my readers who shut themselves here.

Yan Mu found that he still had time to tease.

But the most important thing now is to check the situation of the pit.

Yan Mu turned on the computer. Unlike the previous computers, the computer in this room is a desktop, but it can be seen that the configuration is very good. It only takes about a second to boot up Win10.

Whether it is the room or the computer, there is a sense of extravagant rich people, Yan Mu frowned, not knowing who the person who locked himself here is.

Yan Mu opened her Lvjiji account and found, not surprisingly, that, like last time, it was just a mediocre essay, but now it has been filled in and marked with the word "Completed", about 100 sections The length, whether it is the data of all aspects of clicking to collect and comment is very amazing.

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[Onlookers Yu Mu Chunfeng's first virgin meat/article]

[Sightseeing group checks in, beep, it’s so exciting that Da Da’s first article is so good-looking. ]

[md I actually cried when I saw a meat/text. ]

[Is this the first article that created the history of the first filthy demon king?punch card punch card]

[Di, sadomasochism mixed with religious beliefs is simply too beautiful, and there are regrets of missing it. Although there is some clear water, it is really beyond the reach of ordinary people. ps: I imagined the pure white Pope's robe and it feels great (﹃)]

[Long comment: Gods and believers, my love for you is a kind of faith]

[Hey, I actually cried when I saw a piece of meat/text.Although each of the following articles is great, I always feel that the first article is the most sincere, as if it was written with all my strength. ]

[Well, the newcomers here read this article and are about to become corrupt. May I ask if this Yu Mu Chunfeng is crooked in reality? There is no other meaning, but I am just curious that Da Da’s writing is so good. ]

[Da Da is very low-key in reality.However, his *□□ has been published in several volumes, so it must be crooked. ]

[The same feeling is curved. ]

[Universe gay, Yumu Chunfeng is still arguing about straight or crooked? ]

...Yan Mu looked at the comments, the more something went wrong.

Created the first chapter in the history of the Demon King?Sister paper, is there a typo in your sentence? *□□How many books have been published?Xiaosheng is terrified, I was still writing the harem stallion upgrade article before, don't frame me for writing a lot of *□□, okay?

But when Yan Mu opened his 123 romance author column, he found that he couldn't refute himself.

There are more than 50 books in the long column, and more than half of them are locked. From the first word of the title that is not locked, you can feel that each article seems to be a very bad product.

Yan Mu knows that even if Lu Jiji locks the full text, as long as the girls want to read it, they can meet those novels again in various online storage bags and other places.

But just such a collection of products with such terrible things written, the column collection has reached an astonishing [-] collections.

Why didn't Lu Jiji just block this column! !Yan Mu almost flipped the table angrily.

These are not written by him!He didn't write it!He didn't write it!But when Yan Mu edited the articles and revised the chapters one by one, she fell silent when she saw the rows of bad words.

No one knows his own words better than the author.

The habit of naming the protagonist of the novel, the bad taste in the arrangement of the plot, there are fixed sentences from time to time but no one can see it except the proofreading, the special habit of using punctuation, and that kind of style that cannot be changed even if the style of writing is changed. Narrative tone.

Ah, this is my own work, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

Yan Mu expressed that he was in a complicated mood.

It's the same as waking up and discovering that I'm a world-famous artist, but only a performance artist.This Lvjiji account is bound to my Qidian account! !My parents know my starting point account! ! !

and many more......

Finally aware of something wrong, Yan Mu reopened her 123 romance column.

The author's name on the left side at the beginning of the column is no longer the small dumpling opened before, but directly written 'Yumu Chunfeng'

Yan Mu opened Baidu in a panic, entered 'Yu Mu Chunfeng', clicked on the Baidu entry, but only the introduction of 'famous 123 romance writers' appeared on the introduction.

His past seemed to have been tampered with, so Yan Mu felt a strange feeling in a trance.

It felt weird as if someone was behind him, and then a gust of wind blew in his ear.

Yan Mu stood up from the computer desk and wanted to find her mobile phone, but found that the phone card had been unplugged and she couldn't make any calls. When she dialed the emergency number 110, there was a busy voice.

He's locked up here.

Only then did Yan Mu gradually confirm this cognition, not only that, but his past also seemed to have been modified, even he himself became not like himself.

Hasn't this 'Yan Mu' written a stallion harem article?Only wrote 123 romances*□□?Are you kidding me, is 'Yan Mu' still Yan Mu?There is also this house, the person who imprisoned himself here, he has no idea that his past and future have all changed during the time he traveled to the world in the text.

What was his identity in the past?What college did he go to, what high school did he go to?What junior high school?What university?What are your hobbies?What is your personality like?

These 'Yan Mu's look completely different from the original healthy and cute him.

This 'Yan Mu' looks weak, self-harming, pessimistic, and maybe a little withdrawn and world-weary. Yan Mu can feel a strong sense of loneliness from the words of this 'Yan Mu'.

Where the hell is here.He is not 'Yan Mu', this is not him anymore.

This is no longer his world.

He has also become not himself, and the world seems to have collapsed.From the inside to the outside, something seems to be broken bit by bit

The flustered Yan Mu felt breathless, what happened?Everything here is so strange, it is a feeling of self-denial.

By the way, look for Qin Yu.

In a hurry, Yan Mu picked up her mobile phone and wanted to call Qin Yu.

As long as it is Qin Yu, he will definitely believe me no matter what I say, and he will explain to me clearly what the situation is now. By the way, find Qin Yu and find Qin Yu.However, he is trapped here now, and the phone card has been unplugged, how can he contact Qin Yu.

After Yan Mu entered the familiar number on the phone, she fell into hesitation.

But at this moment, the door that had been closed tightly made a sound.

The sound of the key being inserted into the lock cavity, the parts inside the door made a metallic sound with the movement of the key, and the door opened in the next second.

Walking through the door was a young man wearing white sneakers, jeans, and a T-shirt with the number 008 and some English letters printed on it.

Yan Mu's gaze went all the way up.

There is also a face that is so familiar that it may be unforgettable for a lifetime.

The person he was holding the phone to call for help just now was standing at the entrance calmly, holding a big bag of things in his hand, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Qin Yu's eyes met Yan Mu's frightened eyes in the air.

A sunny smile bloomed on Qin Yu's face, and just when Yan Mu thought everything was going to turn around, Qin Yu smiled and said to him, "Is the little bastard well obedient at home today?"

The insulting words of the little beast were yelled out by Qin Yu in a sweet and doting tone.

Yan Mu froze, and replied obediently, "Yes."

"Well, then I'll go to the kitchen to pack my things, and I'll come out to play with the little beast later." Qin Yu approached the kitchen with a smile.

Yan Mu stared blankly at Qin Yu's back.

......

The person who imprisoned him here was none other than Qin Yu.