Plagiarist Superstar in Another World

“Little Song, ten Divine Artifacts, even if the ten Divine Artifacts have only one chance to use, the consequences are not what you can imagine.

The use of Divine Artifact is not just a weapon in its hands, it is the most terrifying extension.

Therefore, this is an impossible and unfair exchange. The real purpose of the other party is to discredit you in Human Race and add Heart Demon to your state of mind. This is a heart-warming strategy. “

Zhong Jingshan hesitated for a long time and sent his thoughts over.

“I know this is very helpless and cruel. They are heroes, unknown or famous, and they are all soldiers on my border.

The moment they became soldiers, they were ready to face death and sacrifice.

This is their destination, no complaints. “

Song Ren only felt terrible: “But there are so many Divine Artifacts in Celestial Emperor Pavilion, I have seen it myself, only ten.”

Zhong Jingshan immediately laughed: “There are many, but that is the family that Human Race how many years have accumulated. Little Song, you have not understood what the real purpose of Sikong Bitu and Demon Race behind you is.

Your future has infinite possibilities. The other party may have heard that your cultivation base is weak, young, and the potential of the future is inestimable, but you cannot kill you several times, so you have to kill your Taoxin by another method.

Let you stop here, or slow your realm, so that you can’t use the power of Deity.

We want to write a good book with 1000 difficulties and 10000 risks, approved by Heavenly Dao, and Shape Transformation Deity is to protect Human Race.

Now that our Human Race is in danger, it is ironic and helpless to have Deity but not to use it.

But we have to think about the big picture.

Reluctant, reluctant, maybe this is the best experience for you to see the cruelty of this continent’s survival rules. “

Song Ren smiled suddenly, it was a bitter smile.

Zhong Jingshan continued: “The purpose they want is for the hearts of fellow Human Races.

What Human Race would think of you, and how those sergeants at the border think of you, they can understand, understand, but also blame you.

After all, it was their same robe, the same robe that had died once and is still alive today.

And only you can save them. You watched them tragically die.

Sometimes you can’t admit it, some grievances will really affect your success in this book.

This game, whether you answer it or not, we have already lost.

The general public do not know about Sikong Bitu, but only understand that your new writer and the honoured author killed a Deity of a Human Race. What happened, I do not know what you are thinking about. I don’t know.

Also, the location requested by the other party is Demon Domain. Do you know where it is and where it is?

I tell you, in the demon domain, near the border, continue to the Demon Race territory for at least three thousand miles, and even on the border, few people go deep.

The other party names you and asks you to go. As long as one of our people appears, they will do it, but what about them?

They didn’t say, I also have only one person waiting for you to make this exchange.

So you understand? “

After reading Ren Jingshan’s words, Song Ren was suddenly confused, panicked, helpless, and didn’t know what to do.

He seemed to be able to see that more than 1000 sergeants shook his head at him with a smile, hoping he wouldn’t come.

They are martial arts and can only contribute to Human Race through penance.

And waiting for these outstanding authors of innate talent, Divine Artifact was born. If they were wasted for nothing, they would feel uneasy and return to the border without face.

It also understands what the Human Race executives will do.

Song Ren closed Heaven & Earth .Net and did not reply to Zhong Jingshan. Instead, he sat alone in the room and thought about it for a long time, even if the father looked out the door and answered complied, he was soundproofed by him.

At 2nd day, it seemed that Song Ren was determined to stand up from his chair and open the door.

Today’s sunshine is just right, quietly melting away the snow marks of yesterday.

A flip, a head-sized box appeared in his arms, and he touched it gently, Song Ren heading towards Old Drunkard.

When I came to the wine shop, I saw Old Drunkard frown as soon as he entered the door, looking at the challenge letter that has now become a list. He knocked on the counter unconsciously with one hand, and his mouth was still holding: 2 attacks, 3 auxiliary, one Medicine 4 words.

Seeing Song Ren coming in, Old Drunkard closed the Heavenly Dao net, his eyebrows were loose, and a smile appeared on his face. Your father, when we leave, we may not be back. “

Song Ren nibbled her lips and placed the box in her arms on the table.

Old Drunkard was even more curious; “It’s not your kid who draws the wind early in the morning. What’s this? It’s not a ceremony for the teacher.”

didn’t expect Song Ren even nodded: “Yes!”

Then he turned and closed the door of the wine shop and put on the sign “Closed today”.

Old Drunkard was even more confused by Song Ren’s actions. He walked out of the counter with his legs on his legs, sitting at the table, not at all to open the box, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, staring at Song Ren.

His eyes seemed to reveal pain, and there were more unspeakable choices.

“What’s wrong? Tell Teacher something, if you don’t want to leave, or regret it, it’s all right, such is human nature, at worst is just leaving.”

Song Ren looked at the old Drunkard’s caring eyes, and suddenly kneeled on his knees, first facing the Old Drunkard three heads.

Old Drunkard didn’t stop, waiting quietly for the rest of the text.

“Sorry Teacher, I concealed you, I …”

Old Drunkard waved his hand: “Everyone has his own secret, you don’t have to think about it, it’s understandable, like Teacher my secret, you know?

If you explain to me the origin of the Yuan Stone of Cultivation, and Heavenly Sound Mountain, which appeared outside of the several tens of thousands of li for a short time, then you do n’t need it. People are real because they have secrets. It’s boring to see it thoroughly, Teacher. I’m willing to be curious every day. “

Old Drunkard knew Song Ren ’s Steamed Bun identity, and he also knew that during that time, the exchange meeting at Heavenly Sound Mountain, the [Chrysanthemum Youth’s Summer] he played on the piano, and sometimes he repeated the audition .

And those Yuan Stones that broke through the day, Old Drunkard didn’t bother.

As long as this child’s nature is good, the rest doesn’t matter.

After listening to Old Drunkard’s words, Song Ren probably understood what Old Drunkard knew about him, but whether it was in games, music or video, these were just a kind of hobby for him.

But at this moment, as an author, he can’t make a choice and can only find Teacher.

He was uncomfortable. After all, the whole thing happened because of him. If it hadn’t been for that Deity and he had taken his heart, everything would have happened.

He chose to confess.

Hope Old Drunkard can help him.

“Teacher, I am the author of the Spiritual Novels Network, Have The Ability To Hit Me ‘Ah?” Song Ren said word by word.