"Calm down, the shopkeeper just wants you to work and will let you go in the future!"

"Don't you still want to write novels? Have you forgotten why you wanted to leave Shumozhai? We have arrived in the world now!"

But no matter what Xu Liu said at this moment, Du Ming was no longer shaken and felt a stronger sense of tearing in his body.

Du Ming's heart was never calm before. Lin Peng suddenly raised his mourning stick, and the ghost energy on his body reached its peak at this moment, as if humans finally broke through the critical point after reaching the limit.

In an instant, all the ghost messengers and ghosts present were perceived. A big ghost general was born on the battlefield, and Lin Peng's entire body of ghost energy was concentrated on the mourning stick.

With a thousand pounds of force, Du Ming stopped in place with the pressure pen, looking at the mourning stick coming towards him, and retracted the defensive aperture around his body.

At this moment, Xu Liu kept struggling in his body and wanted to come out: "Du Ming, you liar, don't you want to write a novel? You can die! Don't hold me!"

At this moment, Du Ming looked at Lin Peng quietly and said softly, thank you, thank you for your arrival, he once resented why he suffered.

Why did the ghost messengers not come to him for a long time? They were also angry because of Xu Liu's actions. The tearing feeling that came from their bodies made him want to exhaust everything to pray, but hated them all.

But at this moment, looking at the chaotic battlefield in front of you, Du Ming suddenly felt that the pain and troubles seemed to be less important.

Why bother, why fight, why bother angry, and why bother sad? In fact, what he wants has always been very simple! There was a loud bang soon.

At this moment, Du Ming still clearly remembered his mood when he first read the novel, as if he was a villain who had been huddling in the corner, and finally found his confidant.

That kind of joy and emotion was indescribable at all. I just came to my senses and tears had already slid down my cheeks disobediently.

At that moment, he realized that he didn't have to feel lonely because there would be more exciting things to accompany him. That day, he watched the book alone on the stairs for a long time.

Forgot the real world and immerse yourself in the story of another protagonist. That world is somewhat the same as reality, but not exactly the same.

In it, he saw more places and wider worlds, and also knew more individual "people". Some people could go up to the mountains of swords and fall into the sea of ​​fire because of a belief.

Crashing into the dangerous place to save people, some people also possess gorgeous magic, traveling around the world and living a wonderful life. All of this is completely different from his life, but it is also desirable.

Later, Du Ming picked up the pen and he involuntarily created the characters one by one. Even when he was sleeping, there were those characters in his dreams.

They seem to have come alive and truly live in that world.

Think about it carefully, how great it is! What a great world! How can it be used to ruin it in such a world? You must know that there are more possibilities.

More exciting things! Some people enjoy their whole lives, while others love their whole lives. Since the moment they met the novel, Du Ming knew his future path.

It must be that throughout his life, followed by a loud bang, and the mourning rod fell directly down. Without the protection of the aperture, the pressure fell straight towards the ground.

A crack appeared on the pressing pen and spread rapidly.

With a 'boom', a big pit appeared directly on the ground, as if something had exploded, and all the plants around were impacted and tilted to one side.

Two slight breaking sounds sounded, and the pressure pen and the painting board on the 22nd floor were broken, and soon the ghost energy inside poured out.

At this moment, the living ghost weapon code-named "Inspiration" disappeared.

Sand and gravel were flying, dust filled the whole space, and the entire space was silent for a moment. The ghosts who were summoned and made great efforts to create chaos immediately turned around and ran after a moment of quiet.

Seeing this, the ghosts who were responsible for blocking them all went up to the table.

"Cage!" At this moment, Ling Ling took action again, and black cages appeared in the air. Without the subsequent power, the green giant ghost turned into a ball of black mist in Cui Yu's hands and dissipated.

Zhao Fei was good at pinching the heart of a ghost with his hands. After catching one, he looked at the next one. His movements were very straightforward. However, when he heard Cui Yu say that he would first deal with the ghosts who ran away to the residential building, he immediately stopped and did not continue to chase out. This was obvious.

After this period of time, when he saw the evil ghost, he was no longer as impulsive as before. To think about what the captain said, he should learn to protect first.

Zhao Fei also said that as Bai Wuchang's first priority, he is not to pursue evil ghosts, but to guard the dead souls. Not only are there no dead souls nearby, but there are many humans.

After the living ghost weapon was solved, the remaining ghosts were quickly solved by the ghost crew.

"I'll go here to see if there are any fish that have missed the net." Lin Peng said.

"Then I'll go here."

"I'll go to the south." The ghost officers did not leave immediately, but scattered and searched around. There were so many ghosts just now, and it was hard to guarantee that there would be no one who hid in the chaos.

The biggest threat has been lifted, and the rest is the finishing work. Before departure, Lin Peng had already opened the underworld passage and contacted the logistics team of the underworld to come here to repair it.

During the battle just now, the ghost energy barrier was already opened nearby. This barrier is different from what Jiang Chen and Xu Liu used before.

This kind of barrier can be used by almost every ghost, and its purpose is only to confuse human eyes. Some are similar to ghosts hitting walls. You should know that from the perspective of human beings.

The dark clouds outside were rolling, rumbling so frighteningly. The vegetation on the ground was blown in slant. Just as the storm came, the sky outside began to gradually brighten.

The dark clouds also disappeared, bright light shone in through the glass window, and the afterglow of the sunset gradually revealed in the distance. They looked at the ground again.

"Strange, it was covered with dark clouds just now, and it looked like it was going to rain. Why didn't there be any rain at all?"

As the saying goes, the thunder is loud and the rain is small, but the thunder is loud, but there is not even a single rain! It’s so depressing.

"Mom, why didn't it rain heavily?" a child asked under his mother's wings.

"Shh, is this the gods fighting monsters?" the mother said with a gentle look on her face.

"Then who won!"

"It should be a god! Otherwise, the sky should cry!" A white figure was looking here quietly in the distance.
Chapter completed!