Practicing magical skills by mistake will cause chaos in the world

What does it feel like to suddenly have an extra door in your cave?

Wang Liefeng of Kuangfeng Ridge stroked his beard and felt puzzled.

The door was only a few feet away from the stone bed where he liked to lie the most.

With his current cultivation, he had never noticed that there was suddenly an extra door in his cave.

It was still a security door before the time travel!

Could it be that those old immortals were playing tricks? Or is there something else in this world that he didn't know about?

The security door looked ordinary and dirty. He tried to scratch it with his claws that could split mountains and seas, but there were no sparks!

Smashed it with a long spear, hit it with divine thunder, and blew it with Xunfeng... The door still didn't move.

It was really strange!

He couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly one day, Wang Liefeng felt that he was slapped twice when he was sleeping.

He felt very confused. Could it be that someone was playing a joke on him?

Two days later, to Wang Liefeng's surprise, the door suddenly opened by itself.

He did nothing, and the door opened.

Is there a conspiracy?

Willing to take the bait?

Go in?

Or not?

Wang Liefeng stood at the door and thought for a while, and felt that from the appearance of the door to the opening of the door, and the two slaps, it was very strange.

In the end, Wang Liefeng still chose to go in.

He wanted to see who was playing tricks!

In this wild world, there are some things that cannot be avoided!

As a result, he came to a strange world.

A world completely different from the world of the wild continent where he was!

Everything in the silver-white metal room was quite similar to the world before he crossed over.

He saw Xu Shun who was fainted on the ground, and knew the identity of Xu Shun and himself!

It turned out that he was not a person who crossed over to the wild continent, but a character in a novel!

This is... too fucking bullshit!

He saw the light bulb man who put Xu Shun in a bag.

How can someone have light bulbs embedded in his head? This world is really weird!

He saw the confrontation between the light bulb man and the two people again. The way they bullied the weak and feared the strong and were wary of each other really made him laugh.

In the end, he killed the light bulb man.

Not to save Xu Shun, but to let Xu Shun know who killed him before killing him.

This is the greatest kindness of the demon king Wang Liefeng!

So, when Xu Shun struggled out of the bag, holding his slightly dizzy forehead, the first thing he saw was not the dead Jiubai, not the vigilant Xibian Mo, but Wang Liefeng who was smiling at him.

"You are..."

Xu Shun looked at Wang Liefeng, who had a big round face and beard and a "Wang" on his forehead, and said, "Are you Wang Liefeng?"

Wang Liefeng was the protagonist in a novel he wrote many years ago.

Among the novels he wrote, only Wang Liefeng had a "Wang" on his forehead.

Now, when he meets a stranger, he always thinks about whether there is a corresponding one in his novel.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to remember me? I'm really flattered!" Wang Liefeng said with a smile: "Since you know me, that's great."

The smiling expression matches his round face, which makes him look very kind.

Before killing someone, Wang Liefeng likes to smile.

Killing people is really a pleasure!

He raised his right hand, ready to make Xu Shun's head fall off.

Xu Shun looked at Wang Liefeng's smiling expression and raised right hand, and suddenly remembered Wang Liefeng's setting.

The kindest smile, the most brutal killing.

He didn't bother to complain about his own middle school setting many years ago, and hurriedly said: "Your story ended many years ago, you have always been free!"

The book that had been written for many years was just Xu Shun's practice work. It was abandoned after writing more than 100,000 words.

How can you not be an eunuch when writing a novel?

"Huh?"

Wang Liefeng's hand stopped, and then prepared to fall again.

What does freedom have to do with freedom? He just wants to kill Xu Shun!

When his palm was about to fall on Xu Shun's forehead, he stopped.

He also felt the danger between life and death.

The soul is warning!

If a palm falls, not only Xu Shun will die, but he will die too!

He doesn't want to die, so he can only stop!

Really...

Why!

Why is he like this, and Xu Shun like that!

Wang Liefeng's anger rose in his heart, and he slapped the wall of the passage behind Xu Shun.

The metal wall was violently torn apart, and behind the wall was another room.

There was no living person on the bed in the room, only a skinny mummy lying there, as if he had been dead for a long time.

"We can talk, you are not the only one who came to see me!" Xu Shun didn't know why Wang Liefeng stopped, he said quickly.

"Are there others?" Wang Liefeng continued to say with a smile.

His smile was particularly ferocious.

Suddenly, he thought of something and stopped laughing.

"Were you beaten up two days ago?" Wang Liefeng said, looking at Xu Shun's swollen face.

"What's wrong?" Xu Shun did not deny it.

Wang Liefeng was silent.

Damn, if this hanged man is beaten, it will also be reflected on him.

So if someone kills him, will he die too?

Not only can he not kill him, but he also has to protect him?

This is really absurd!

His expression was uncertain.

On the other side of the passage, Mo looked at Xu Shun vigilantly.

In so many years of missions, Xibian Mo has seen and experienced many Type II people.

When he was young, Xibian Mo admired Type II people very much. He thought those strange abilities were cool.

He even thought that he was also a Type II person, but he just hadn't awakened.

As he grew older, Xibian Mo slowly changed his mind.

Type II people, Type II people...

They sounded only second, not strong at all.

Those cool abilities were just useless abilities such as longer slant hair, more severe athlete's foot, and the ability to change one's own tattoos.

Even a Type II person like David Fuyuan, who looked very powerful and had physical fitness far superior to that of ordinary people, would die with one shot.

Times have changed!

Now is the era of technology!

The crushing of technology has made most Type II people exist in laboratories and be studied by others.

But the target of this Type II person in front of him is different.

He saw the target talking to himself, as if talking to someone.

There was no one next to him!

Who was he talking to?

Then, the wall next to him cracked!

That was a 30mm thick steel plate, which could not be penetrated by ordinary guns, but it was torn apart.

Is it the target's ability?

It was so powerful!

The data clearly showed that it was the lowest "gold" level, how could it be like this?

Now, he faced a choice, should he take the initiative to shoot the target, or find an opportunity to retreat?

The combat auxiliary computer in his right eye was calculating the winning rate, but due to the unknown combat power of the target, the calculation result was not ideal.

13% winning rate.

Almost equal to a certain defeat.

Wait...

In this moment of lightning, Xibian Mo suddenly thought, why did he want to kill Xu Shun?