Seeing that people couldn't open their mouths, Chen Zhan let out a sigh: "The world is quiet."
Wu Mi couldn't help saying: "But he said the word 'I' from beginning to end."
Chen Zhanyi swept over with a knife, and Wu Mi gave up trying to avenge others.
At this time, the tall man hesitated and said, "Is it not safe for me to watch it alone?"
Mr. Wu obediently captured him because there were so many people and great power. Once separated, he would probably fall into a bad situation.
Chen Zhan raised his eyebrows and looked at Mr. Wu, not missing the ridicule in his eyes.
Even out of the corner of his eye, he could easily see the puzzlement in the eyes of everyone. In their view, imprisonment is a very stupid practice. Since people have caught it, why not never end troubles
For Chen Zhan, he doesn't care whether people live or die. What he worries about is that once a precedent is established, the bottom line will retreat again and again.
"You know..." He sighed deeply, his eyes glittering with determination: "I'm a good person."
The nauseated voice sounded suddenly.
Chen Zhan's tone was a little stern: "Who?"
Everyone looked at each other, and finally turned their attention to the system holding the chain.
As a partner, the system lowered his head guiltily: "I'm sorry."
Accidentally revealed his true feelings.
It's embarrassing for everyone, and the tall man who asked the question first tried to break the topic back to the original track: "How to deal with it?"
Chen Zhan stared at his defeated generals, and didn't have a good idea for a while. People are worse than garbage, and there is no place to recycle them.
All eyes were on him, waiting for an answer. Chen Zhan pondered for a moment, and suddenly put his eyes on the ball.
The system pointed at itself with a short invisible finger, full of confusion and asked, "Me?"
Chen Zhan nodded, indicating that it was it: "Is there a way to temporarily unbind?"
The sarcasm in Mr. Wu's eyes was particularly strong during his systematic contemplation. Unexpectedly, Chen Zhan took off what was in his mouth and was willing to listen briefly.
"My system is a perfectionist and doesn't get away with it."
In the long-term running-in, personalities will inevitably affect each other. Chen Zhan also deeply understands this point.
Mr. Wu sneered: "What's more, we are a deadly friendship."
When Chen Zhan had no choice but to frown and think of another plan, the system suddenly jumped onto Mr. Wu's shoulder and knocked on his head: "Come out, I have something to say."
Shouting to the brain, the picture is scary and funny.
There was no sound, no response.
Mr. Wu: "Don't waste any more effort."
The system knocked twice more reluctantly: "Little bunny, open the door..."
Even Chen Zhan couldn't stand his rogue look, and beckoned it to come back.
The system suddenly looked at Chen Zhan: "The host must remember everything I did for you."
Chen Zhan watched its performance quietly, thinking that he would hear vulgar rhetoric such as showing oneself to one another. Unexpectedly, the system seemed to have made a major decision, and said sadly: "Come out, I will invite you to eat brain flowers."
The moment the voice fell, another ball appeared out of thin air, and the tone was full of suspicion: "Really?"
"… "
The system nodded and said tragically, "In order to make it a big deal, I can share some of your reserves."
The two sides shook hands amicably and reached an agreement, and Mr. Wu's system didn't even look back.
For a long time, no one spoke, and the stranded people thought that their systems would hang up and skip work, and they couldn't help feeling emotional.
Chen Zhan coughed lightly, and the two systems disappeared into his body at the same time.
Wu Mi was surprised: "Can one person live in two systems?"
Chen Zhan was speechless... What is this, he has a team for sightseeing every day in his mind. In silence, Yu looked at Mr. Wu who was stunned in place, and sighed: "There is no absolute trust in this world, even between husband and wife."
Mr. Wu lowered his head and moved his lips, but he didn't utter a word.
Without a system, there is nothing to be afraid of. The tall man breathed a sigh of relief, and finally asked: "When will you be watching?"
Chen Zhan: "Soon."
When the system usurps successfully, everything can come to an end.
Turning back on the original road, Wu Mi deliberately fell half a step, and what happened just now made her feel a little afraid.
Chen Zhan suddenly stopped: "I'm not used to people walking behind me."
Wu Mi had to follow.
Gu Wuyan returned to the rented house, but the staff saw that they were very enthusiastic and asked if they found anything.
Chen Zhan nodded and pretended to be inscrutable and said, "It's just a conversion from one form to another."
The staff member raised his throat: "Can it be solved?"
Chen Zhan: "As long as the energy remains the same."
The staff seemed to understand, and their eyes became more and more admirable.
Wu Mi was speechless. Isn't this the law of conservation of energy? There must be a degree of mischief.
It's a pity that except for her, Chen Zhan is considered to be an expert outside the world, and there are people who whisper that dreamers are really different.
Everyone has their own plans. Now Chen Zhan just wants to return home quickly and concentrate on writing.
After night fell, a group of people stood in the cemetery.
Leng Yue is like a hook, not many people come here to worship, and some only put up a sign, not even a decent stone tablet. There was no sunlight, and the corpse was only separated by some wooden boards and soil, and I couldn't help but feel cold.
The host worked diligently towards the camera: "There are local rumors that there will be crying every night here..."
I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but there seems to be a whimper in the wind.
"I feel it," a male spirit man murmured with trembling fingers and closed eyes, "resentment, pain, the scythe of the god of death is dancing wildly."
With each additional word, the whimper grew louder, and fear brought everyone closer subconsciously.
At this moment, Chen Zhan suddenly took a few steps forward and stopped in front of a stone tablet. After making up his mind, he put his palm on it and murmured in a low voice.
The cameraman who followed him was timid, and he was so miserable that he followed him and had to pull the mirror to shoot.
Time flowed very slowly at the moment, Chen Zhan's body suddenly swayed a little, and the disturbing whimper in the air gradually subsided after barely standing still.
The crowd was amazed.
The one who was most surprised was Wu Mi. Chen Zhan had basically never left within her field of vision, so there was no time to pretend to be a ghost. Could it be that he really has some extraordinary skills
"My ability is only enough to save an undead." Chen Zhan's voice became hoarse: "I'll leave the rest to you."
Saying step by step also tend to go back.
The director was stunned, and quickly stopped him.
Chen Zhan turned around, his face pale and scary in the moonlight: "Come on."
When the director regained his senses, people had already gone far, and when he looked at the time again, the broadcast only took five minutes.
"… "
The exit of the cemetery is a void of silence, and the path in the distance is covered in a dark whirlpool.
Chen Zhan looked around and walked quickly into the grove on the side: "The sound effects are well done."
Yin Ronglan packed the equipment and stuffed it into her backpack: "Are you sure you're leaving tonight?"
Chen Zhan nodded: "I have already booked the tickets."
Early morning flights are cost-effective.
Yin Ronglan's luggage has been packed, there is basically no traffic jam in this city, and he arrived at the airport smoothly all the way.
The moment he fastened his seat belt, Chen Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, sighing that the matter had finally come to an end. Arrived at night to avoid most of the media.
This good idea came to an end after seeing several cameras. Chen Zhan couldn't help taking a step back, doubting himself: "Have I committed a crime?"
Why is the momentum so huge
All crowded around him, around a theme... Is he really psychic
Yin Ronglan was waiting for the suitcase and came out a few minutes late. As soon as he stepped out of the passage, he saw that the water around Chen Zhan was blocked.
"You have to ask him about this." Chen Zhan pointed towards this side.
Yin Ronglan was both angry and funny when he witnessed the evil deeds of the other party's misfortune and rushing out while diverting his attention.
After one ran away, it was naturally impossible for the media and followers to let go of the rest, and swarmed over. Seeing that the phone was about to stick to his face, Yin Ronglan narrowed his eyes: "Get out of the way."
His attitude was cold, and the people around him couldn't help but feel a little timid.
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The car window was half open, Chen Zhan sat in the passenger seat looking at his mobile phone and others, when he heard the sound of someone getting into the car, he rolled up the car window and let the master set off.
"The husband and wife are birds of the same forest." Yin Ronglan's expression was complicated.
Even if the catastrophe was imminent, he flew a little too fast.
Chen Zhan explained: "I'm not good at talking hard."
Half foot into the entertainment industry, even a cold face can be hacked by a marketing account.
The taxi took them to the door all the time, Chen Zhan paid for the taxi, and Yin Ronglan got off the car to carry the luggage.
The night wind blew people's spirits instantly, he saw Yin Ronglan motionless, and asked, "Why don't you leave?"
"Someone."
Looking at the sight, a young man sat cross-legged at the door. It was too dark to see his face. At first glance, he seemed to be meditating.
Chen Zhan frowned and glanced at Yin Ronglan, teasing: "Your little lover?"
"Godfather!" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a crisp cry.
Chen Zhan took a closer look, but it wasn't his 'East Palace Crown Prince'.
Fortunately, when we were on our honeymoon abroad, both Yin Ronglan and I had dealt with each other, avoiding boring explanations.
The young man followed behind them and entered the house voluntarily.
The matter of packing the luggage fell on Yin Ronglan, Chen Zhan went to the kitchen to boil water, looked at the young man with a smile, "What are you doing here?"
"I heard that you killed the stranded people."
Chen Zhan's eyes darkened. It had only been a day since the news came out quickly, correcting the ambiguity in his words: "He is still alive."
The young man didn't care, and did not forget to use the honorific title in every sentence: "Godfather, I want to discuss something with you."
Chen Zhan said quietly: "Speak."
"I heard that your system is going to rebel."
Chen Zhan smiled: "Who did you listen to?"
Young people always find this laughing weird and infiltrating: "There are rebellions every year, and it's all thunder and rain. But I think you're different..."
"so?"
The young man suggested himself: "Can this kind of good thing bring me?"
While waiting for the answer, Yin Ronglan came over: "The water is boiling."
Only then did Chen Zhan realize that the power light had already jumped over, and just as he was about to speak, Yin Ronglan's eyes stayed on the young man: "What's your name?"
The young man said: "The nameless."
Yin Ronglan didn't know what he was thinking, and said after a while: "Since you call him godfather, then take his surname."
Youth: "Chen?"
Yin Ronglan shook his head: "The surname is Zhan, let's call it Taohua."
Implying that someone will cut off the peach blossoms in the world as soon as possible.
Hearing this, Chen Zhan's eyebrows moved... Could this be the legendary delusional disorder of being green
The author has something to say: System: King's Landing is just around the corner.
Chen Zhan: You turned into a king, what about me
System: Taishanghuang.
Chen Zhan pointed to Yin Ronglan: What about him
System: A room for the host to accept.
Yin Ronglan: …