MTL - Being an Author is a High Risk Occupation-Chapter 128

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"What are you?"

"Because..." Gu Gu gnash his teeth: "I am a substitute for the sacred sacred, just for you to be created by this sacred, non-god and non-ghost monster." He pulled out the sword and his eyes were cold. Looking back to the ground, the foot is going to come back, but it was stopped by one person.

“Nothing?” The old man smiled and looked at the person who stopped himself: “Why, is the fate dead?”

"Well." There is no expression.

"What do you stop me? You don't hate him? The master who raised you up is dust-free and is dead under the calculation of the Qing Dynasty. It is clear that you are the most sincere to the sacred, do you not hate?"

"Nothing to do with you."

"So what about the little white cat? Because of the plan, you have to go to be a double-faced spy, miss the good, and hurt your little white cat, you don't hate it? The tragic experience, the rest, not all because of the blue trace? Tianzhu Lone Star, don't be funny. "The sound of the ancient times is very big, the eyes of the eyes look to the left front, then he smiled: "Your The little white cat has also arrived, don't talk to him well? Your scorpio is a lonely star."

The fingerless movement moved slightly, but did not look back.

Behind Lancome, there was a sail that prevented the inefficiency from catching up. He gasped heavily and glanced at the fallen back. He looked at the dead wood quickly and found that the dead wood was already expected. Look, although there is some sadness but no resentment.

I feel that I have been concealed from the very important thing, and there is a big fire. There was a whisper of a sail.

"I am even more flamboyant." There was a tender voice coming from afar.

There are sails that are sluggish.

No way……

Not so bad...

There is no interest in the war of the gods.

"How? Did you even have the courage to look at me?" There is a cold channel: "My dear big sister"

Aha...

Looking back at the sail machine, I saw a little face with ice and suddenly scared me down: "Uncle..." Looking after the ice, there are many family members standing there, and some people who know each other do not know.

“Hey? Good morning?” said the sail carefully.

Look up and look at the sun, there is ice:...

"So, what is your uncle doing here?" asked the sail whispered.

"I am interested in the cat whip, come see." There is an ice road.

There are sails: the broken edge of the car will kill you. Hey, etc., which is more powerful than the big abnormality of the uncle and the uncle?

Forget it, anyway, it is better than him.

"But I now find something more fun than a cat." Ice said: "It doesn't matter if you are a cat."

There are sails: What do you mean by fun?

"The patriarch, what should I do?" asked the man who had been standing a step away from the ice.

"You stay here, take it back after the war." There is an ice saying: "I don't need it anyway, look at the ancient world. I went back first. Today is really a surprise." He said I grabbed the collar with sails and left the battlefield.

There are not many times when the blind man meets, but at first glance, there is ice on the heart. It was only later said that he followed Eternal Emperor and did not expect to meet again here. There was ice that had regretted not holding him tied to his side. After all, he couldn’t find a dignitary before the Emperor.

Very interesting, his brother who barely met, actually had such a fun son. But it doesn't matter, now this person belongs to him.

Let's not say what kind of days there will be sailed in the future. On the battlefield today, only the Lancome who sees the infinite one is already in a state of disappointment.

A dust-free death is an accident, but it can be said to be inevitable.

After the death of the sacred sect, the Qing dynasty rebelled, with people killing a lot of former subordinates. And those subordinates, that is, the prophecy will be unfavorable to the puppets of the cats, and the **** who wants to be the main position.

Of course, those who are scheduled to be cleared do not include dust.

The dustless loyalty is the most determined of all subordinates. If he knows the whereabouts of the pups, it will definitely be protected by life.

But it was because of this loyalty that he was killed.

I know that the people who have rebelled against the rebellion and slandered the original subordinates are infinite, and they are also innocent to inform the news of the dustlessness, and have informed the blues that they have speculated that they are dust-free, so that they can chase after the dust. Go, get involved in the melee, unfortunately fallen.

Too smart, it is also a kind of sadness. If he doesn't say anything, if he waits for this thing to pass a little, maybe it won't be dusty...

Scorpio Lone Star may be just an excuse, but his unruly and arrogant death killed his own adoptive father and master. This is the fact that there is no way to let go.

He still remembers his own day of smugly telling his own speculations, and the people who will go to the place where the next retrospective will go.

I have forgotten that my master is not a rival, and there is no hidden truth and possible consequences.

After all, it is too young.

He knows the truth of the matter, and nothing can be left except for endless regrets.

He can't hate it.

Because he knows that if his master knows all of this, he is probably willing to die, because it will appear to be more realistic.

Ghostly loyalty

He couldn't understand why he had to do this for a stupid cat.

Although it is incomprehensible, it does not prevent him from continuing to do his will to protect the pups as a master. After all, apart from doing this, he doesn't know what to do.

"After no dust, is there a faithful dog?"

He looked at him with horror and horror, and then worried about the blue trace of the ground, it was already a little less gas, and the life was hanging. I didn’t want to approach the first few steps, but I was blocked by a few ghosts who didn’t know where to come from. The car broke the edge a few steps, staring at the ghost repair and the ancient.

"Don't be like this." Ming Gudao: "How do I say it is a matchmaker who pulls the line for you."

Uncommon: "Hey?"

Nguyen laughed: "Random task: please host the man once, complete the time limit of three days."

Uncommonly stunned, his face slowly became red, and then gradually pale.

The broken edge of the car is also a glimpse, although some can't figure it out, but the vocabulary of the man is saying that he knows the broken edge of this car. He suddenly remembered that when he was still in the realm of cultivation, he was so arrogant that he appeared in the human form to force him to do...

I thought it was a stupid cat who did something to him...

Ha ha.

The car's broken eyes look deep and uncommon, and the meaning of the sway is after the account.

Uncommon:

"You...is the system?" It’s not the case that the man is left behind.

"Of course, created for you, you can follow you at any time to protect your ghost repair." Gu Gu laughed: "Because I was created by the soul of the sacred soul and the flesh and blood, I have a resonance with you. Otherwise, do you think anyone can be a system to bind with you?"

Uncommon: "So you were at that time..."

"Yeah, it’s not too bad to say that I am your father." Ming Gu laughed: "My soul comes from your biological father. I have been following you and watching you grow up. But actually I However, there is no point in raising you. It is only my bad taste to let you and the guy do it. You should also be grateful to me. At least the person I am looking for is the other half of your destiny, with a red line." Although he really wants to spoil the extraordinary, look at the expression of the cat pups that he wants to protect when he is pressed by many guys, but the dead wood is too tight.

"Nothing, the blue is going to be ruined, you don't want to think of a way?"

"It doesn't matter." There is no end: "In any case, even if you didn't do it, he couldn't live for a few days."

This time it’s the turn of the ancients.