Fantasy: Me! Start With The Pavilion Of Celestial Secrets

Chapter 341 Conversation with the author behind the scenes

"It's not impossible."

"Judging from the content in the comment area, in the real world behind the system screen, the author has already provoked public outrage. What he wrote is just a flash of his inspiration, and he added a few things indiscriminately. The facts do not conform to the previous ones. The main line causes readers to lose their desire to read."

"It seems that our world is running out of time."

Liu Zhenwu looked up at the sky, then at the system screen in front of him, and let out a long sigh.

"yes."

"If he ends here, we...maybe we will sleep forever, as if the flow of time has stopped, and the entire Heavenly Secret Universe and Zhenwu Universe will be sealed in history."

Ye Changqing sighed softly.

"If there is an afterlife, I hope to meet the fellow daoist in the new book."

Liu Zhenwu slightly cupped hands towards Ye Changqing.

"good."

Ye Changqing also returned the gift with cupped hands.

At this moment, a face gradually appeared in the system in front of them.

In his twenties, male, ordinary-looking, without glasses, with short hair and clean, ordinary eyes quietly looking at the screen, watching everything he created.

The vast universe of secrets, the chaotic turbulence of time and space, and the hastily established Zhenwu universe.

Ye Changqing, Liu Zhenwu...

The characters in his works, more or less, lack some things that readers expect.

"Sorry, I still need to practice."

"In this world I have written, my inspiration has been somewhat exhausted."

"No, to be precise, it's a bit messy."

"Often times, the inspiration arises on a whim, and I don't want to give it up, so I insert it into the world under my pen, causing the world to become a little chaotic."

"My readers, I'm sorry."

The author who controls the entire illusory world said so.

He stood behind the screen, thought for a moment, and tapped his hands quickly, and lines of text appeared on the screen:

"Ye Changqing smiled, shook his head slightly, and said to the author behind the screen: 'It's okay, I hope you will overcome obstacles and work diligently on the road of creation to create a better world.

'"

In the True Martial Immortal Palace, Ye Changqing suddenly became active, as if he had been given life.

He smiled, shook his head slightly, and said to the author behind the screen: "It's okay, I hope you will overcome obstacles and work diligently on the road of creation to create a better world."

The author nodded slightly, this was a conversation between him and own.

His fingers tapped rapidly again:

"Gives you the ability to move freely."

This line of big characters suddenly appeared on the screen transformed by the system, as if carrying endless power of Good Fortune, making the entire illusory world gradually become real.

Ye Changqing and Liu Zhenwu seemed to have broken through some kind of restriction, and endless immortal light suddenly glowed in their bodies. They stood in the air, exuding terrifying coercion, talking to the system in front of them:

"Old thief!"

"Do you want to end it hastily and leave us completely dusty!"

Ye Changqing's black hair danced wildly, his eyes were like lightning, and his body was surrounded by flames, Hong Sheng asked.

"good!"

"Put away your farewell words and continue to arrange new plots for us!"

"You can't write well in this world. If you open a new book, you will still be scolded. You should study it obediently. How to connect it in the future and write this book well!"

Liu Zhenwu took out the 40-meter Immortal Sovereign sword with a bang, and the piercing aura of the sword almost split the entire Zhenwu Immortal Palace in half!

"Ah this..."

The author behind the screen was dumbfounded. He originally thought that he was the creator of the entire illusory world. Compared with these two characters, he was a god-like existence. Once he gave the other party the right to complete freedom, he would be respected. Thinking of being taught a lesson.

"Look, what's written about me."

"This seat was originally indifferent, detached from the world, quietly sitting in the universe to deduce the secrets of the heavens, what a good character design, you insist on changing the map for me, it's all right now, let the writing collapse."

Ye Changqing was furious and let out a long sigh.

"And me, what's the matter with me, he also has a system, and I also have a system, who is the protagonist."

Liu Zhenwu raised his sword eyebrows, and his black emperor's robe rattled, and the power of the Daoist level surged out, making the forty-meter broadsword in his hand buzz.

If he could break through the illusory world and counterattack the reality, he would put a big knife on the author's neck and teach him how to write.

"Then... what do you want?"

"Behind the screen are you, and in front of the screen are readers with knives. I can hardly write anymore."

The author behind the scenes took out a few tissues and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

"I want to go back to my old job and work out the secrets."

Ye Changqing spoke his heart out.

"But you are invincible in the secret universe, and you have controlled all the secrets in the world, so there is nothing to deduce."

The author said.

"I don't have it here, but you have it there!"

"Arrange for me to cross this world and enter your real life, let me tell your fortune, and the people around you, your classmates in school, your boss at work, your relatives and friends, I can all count them. One hexagram, let your life directly hang up."

"I don't want to charge you the secret point, how about it."

There was a sly gleam in Ye Changqing's eyes.

"This...you are just an imaginary character, you can only survive in my writing, how to break into the real world is unrealistic."

The author shook his head.

"Set!"

"The pen is in your hand, make a setting for me, say 'Ye Changqing breakthrough' the illusory world, get out from the screen, and enter the real world where the author is.

’ It’s okay if you don’t. "

Ye Changqing looked at the author with the eyes of a mentally retarded person.

"This... this is also okay?"

"Okay, I'll try later."

"And you, what do you want?"

The author said so, looking at Liu Zhenwu next to him.

"I?"

"I want a harem text!"

Liu Zhenwu was straightforward.

Ye Changqing: ...

author:……

"I think it's better for you to be the protagonist."

The author called Ye Changqing, and said in a low voice through a screen.

"I feel so too."

Ye Changqing nodded in agreement.

After speaking, the author behind the screen tapped his fingers nimbly, and two lines of large characters appeared on the screen:

"Since then, Liu Zhenwu lived a happy harem life."

"Ye Changqing breakthrough the illusory world, drilled out of the screen, and entered the real world where the author is."

...

"This is your real world?"

The figure of Ye Changqing rushed into the screen transformed by the system, crossed endless time and space, and descended into the world where the author lives.

In front of him was an ordinary room with messy clothes. An ordinary boy was sitting on the bed holding a mobile phone and staring blankly at him.

"Really...really here?"

Outside the window, there are many high-rise buildings, and the lights are just on, cars whizzing by, and the strong smell of fireworks blows towards us.

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