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Chapter 158: The Illusion Is So Real

Liu Pingan was a little stunned at first, and then quickly recalled and made a very logical judgment.

After all, people who write online novels, even if they are just rushing to the street, are after all the whimsical edification of Heavenly Horse, but they will not be unable to keep up with the rhythm of the illusion at all.

After all, the so-called hallucinations are nothing more than the assumption that oneself is catalyzed and amplified by certain mysterious ingredients in the three handfuls of mushrooms.

The so-called rhythm of hallucinations is nothing more than own delusion. It may be awkward in the eyes of others, but it can't hold back feeling good about yourself.

Therefore, Liu Pingan didn't think there was anything wrong with this little Fatty, whose elbow and neck had just been swept off. Existence is reasonable. If you want to justify yourself, you can find a reason after all.

So he continued to watch the small movie that only he could see, watching with gusto, and feeling pretty good.

How to put it, it feels a bit like a novel written by myself, and somehow it was made into a TV series, even if it was just a web series, even if it was shoddy, even if it was an awkward comparison, but after all, there is a finished product there, and it still looks pretty cool. of.

I remember that Liu Pingan was writing a novel and daydreaming when he just came out of school and had not been able to access the Internet. At that time, he wrote about martial arts, so he wrote it in the homework book he used when he was studying, and kept it carefully after he wrote it. From time to time, I will look at it again, but it is not the same as watching it with gusto.

It's the same now, and it's an upgraded version, and it's a film and television that is synchronized with audio and video. Even if it is only a web drama, it is equivalent to a qualitative leap.

Of course it feels pretty good.

"Are you awake?"

Wu Ruomei looked at the undecided little Fatty, with a slightly cold voice.

"Wake up and wake up, I was beaten sober. I didn't upgrade the magic armor to the point where I was stressed out at will. I don't want to compete with you."

Little Fatty sat down again, slumped on the sofa, muttering sadly, still a little bit aggrieved.

"I said, cousin, what is your ability to bully me all the time? I used to be an ordinary person, not even a weak chicken, but now I just entered the door of the Transcendent world, the standard rookie, is it interesting to abuse me?"

"Interesting, of course it is interesting. You are not a thick-skinned anti-beater. No matter how much you toss, you will be fine. Even if you take down your whole body, you will be able to be vigorous and vigorous quickly. Except for you, where can I find Go to such a good sandbag?"

Wu Ruomei nodded, very serious and a little serious.

"Besides, who told you to always trouble me, it's like brown sugar, you can't get rid of it when you touch it, I hid in the Transcendent world, okay, you still rushed to death, Who will you abuse if you don't abuse?"

"I don’t feel so annoying, even if I am a little annoyed, I am your brother, you can’t let me order. You have to be true to me. I think you’re just addicted to food. ?"

Little Fatty rolled his eyes, looking like a frustrated ghost.

"If you have the ability, you will abuse others, such as the hidden brother Liu. If you can abuse him, I will really be convinced and promise not to trouble you again in the future!"

"Brother Liu, Liu Pingan?"

Wu Ruomei nodded thoughtfully.

"I will go to him, but I want to see what kind of existence he is, who can produce Transcendent items in batches."

Liu Pingan was stunned for a moment, feeling a little dazed.

This is my own conjecture and is adding drama to myself again. I feel good about myself and show my presence, regardless of whether others seem to be embarrassed or not?

I'm not a casual person, how come I am still quite vain in my bones?

Liu Pingan, who was a little bit offended, shook his head, but saw Wu Ruomei in the video raise her eyes, her cold gaze was awe-inspiring, and she seemed to be eager to try.

I’m a ghost in every opponent, I’m a real ordinary people, an old farmer in a small mountain village, I just want to live a small life with money and leisure, and I only exist in illusions, and I look very fierce and violent at every turn. You who want to cut someone's neck are not in the same world at all, okay?

Faced with Wu Ruomei's awe-inspiring Danfeng eyes that appeared in the void, Liu Ping'an was a little bit shocked and a little funny.

What are you doing with staring eyes, and you can't stare at Kazilan's big eyes, what can you pull with me, come out if you have the ability, is it possible that you can still jump out of the hallucinations and beat me?

Isn't this more outrageous than crawling along the wire and hitting someone?

It is impossible for me to tell you.

"You are Boss Liu, Liu Pingan?"

Wu Ruomei blinked Dan Feng's eyes, which were completely impossible to turn into Ka Zilan's big eyes, and asked, her voice was not cold, but she was a little cautious and polite.

Liu Pingan was startled, a little skeptical that his own hallucinations got worse.

How could Wu Ruomei, who was still with Fatty just now, run to him, get so close, and wink him to say hello?

"You are Boss Liu, Liu Pingan?"

Without a response, Wu Ruomei asked again, and stretched out Bai Shengsheng's hand, swaying in front of the department store owner whose eyes were empty and seemingly wandering away.

"Is this still hidden? How does it feel like a mentally retarded..."

Liu Pingan doubted himself even more. Not only did his vision and hearing interfere with his emotions, but he also had a problem with his sense of smell?

No, this little Fatty's cousin who is obviously only in the hallucinations, when he stretched out his hand with white claws swaying in front of his eyes, he actually smelled a trace of a very special fragrance.

I don't know if it is the deodorant of my daughter's house, or the perfume of an unknown brand.

Are you not in the illusion, how can you run out and sway in front of my eyes, and still use your hands and feet, and secretly attack people?

You don't talk about martial ethics.

Liu Pingan subconsciously stretched out his hand, grabbed the swaying hand in front of his eyes, touched it lightly, then squeezed it lightly or not, then kneaded it hard, and finally, the whole Dumbfounded.

This look, this touch, this hand, slender hands, smooth and tender, soft as boneless...

The illusion is so real?

The owner who watched this hand froze first, then Dan Feng narrowed his eyes, his beautiful face began to flush, and his towering chest began to rise and fall violently...

It looks like a volcano that is about to erupt.

Liu Pingan was stunned, his eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he slowly exhaled a simple and emotional native slang.

"The fairy board."

The translation of this sentence into written language is about two words.

Damn it.

The Wu Ruomei in front of him had no light strips on top of her head, and naturally there was no name on the light strips.

She is not an illusion, she is a living person.

Standing in front of him, he grabbed a big living person who was touching, squeezing and kneading his little hands.

Ya's actually jumped out of the hallucinations.

That feeling was as horrible as the fairy lifted the slabs of the coffin.

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