After wearing the book, I was forced to become a fake system

Chapter 566

Li Tuo couldn't do it, he couldn't force out that devilish energy at all.

Mo Zi and Mo Lao are also not good, they have no way to apply the method used on Karl and Mo Hongyun to Shang Yanting.

"Then what about my host?"

Jia Xitong was frightened by what they said, and was particularly worried that Shang Yanting would become a vegetable in a different world, so he was crying and feeding him Yuanchu Taiyi Pill, "He must be fine!"

This uncontrollable sad voice was transmitted to the ears of Shang Yanting in another world precisely because of the weak connection with Tai Yidan in the early Yuan Dynasty.

whose cry?It's so ugly.

He opened his eyes indifferently, saw the illusory scene in front of him, and knew that he had that strange dream again.

A gray, fat and hairy monster with strange and ugly braids.

Its dry howl sounded like a devil's voice, and if it was not a dream, and it dared to cry like this in front of him, he would crush it to death with one palm.

I'm so annoying.

In the original novel, Shang Yanting looked at the scene in the illusion indifferently, and saw himself in a strange room, with a group of people surrounding him to comfort the noisy monster and check his body.

These people... he still knows most of them.

Li Tuo, the doctor of the Wanqi family, killed him with a sword when he destroyed the Wanqi family;
Mo Lao, the leader of the south of the Mo Cultivation Realm, was killed by Wan Zhi;
A young elder from Yimeng College was later discovered to be a child of a devil, and was chased and killed by Wu Xiu, and finally disappeared.Seems crazy?

There is also a stunned young monk who has never been seen before.

In an incomparably luxurious bedroom, the original Shang Yanting, who was dressed in a black robe, looked at the dream indifferently.Four irrelevant and even dead people appeared in front of him, and even discussed how to save himself, which was ridiculous and absurd.

"My host!"

Jia Xitong threw herself on Shang Yanting's body, looking at his pale cheeks with distress.

After all the people around had left, she quietly took out the wooden statue of Mr. Fushen.

After the battle with Wanzhi, many cracks appeared on the statue.

She touched the crack on the statue, and her mouth narrowed again, "Master Fushen, you are mighty, can you save my host?"

"If you save my host, I will burn incense to you every day and offer you delicious food and drink."

Jia Xitong cried and cried, and began to paint cakes for her master, "In the future, I will let the master of the host become your believer, and use the influence of Xianlongfeng to spread your great deeds widely.

In the future, I will build a temple for you, which will be bigger than that of Lord Martial God; I will find believers for you, and I will start with tens of thousands in the future.Like a believer in XX, I will kneel down for you step by step from home to temple. "

The cake is not as big as usual, and I don't know if Fushen can digest it.

Anyway, the real system couldn't stand it anymore, and finally reminded, [Hello tasker, the male monk in front of you is the male lead. 】

The male protagonist is another halo.

If you die, he won't die either.

"Oh! Yes!"

The little raccoon stopped crying uncontrollably, and the tears were still hanging on Furry, but the whole bear burst into tears, "I almost forgot after staying here for a long time, the host is the male lead."

The crises he encounters will eventually turn into opportunities.

Jia Xitong hurriedly picked up the wooden statue, "Master, what I said just now was completely out of my mind, so don't believe it."

We can't lie to Master if we lie to anyone!
　Babies, let's end one chapter today.

　　Power cuts everywhere in Sichuan. Today my house was shut down for the whole day, and I just got the power call at ten o'clock. It was so hot that my temples were hurting.

　　Anyway, try to update three times in the future. In today's situation, it may not be guaranteed to update.

　　Ah!
　　The power outage is so painful, the weather is terrible
　　
　
(End of this chapter)