"who?"

Zhou Meng asked. Could it be that she had already died and met an angel?

But it's still fun in front of me.

"I am Mo Long. I am the switchboard of the control system of Chuanshu Management Bureau of the previous generation. You can call me Mr. Mo."

"Previous generation?"

Wasn’t the previous generation system directly put into the museum after being updated? Why is it still running now?

"Yes, my current coordinates in the real world are in the museum, but I have successfully connected with you!"

"You've been disabled, so why can you still connect?"

"I am no longer controlled by others. I am a unique system! Don't worry about me now. You are in danger now. The real world is also very dangerous. Your body is about to be certified as dead and cremated! Luo Yong has already arranged it.

everything."

"It turns out that he did everything perfectly both inside and outside the book. Molong, since you can connect with me, why didn't you remind me before this happened?"

Molong made a "hissing" sound, as if the signal was not very good, "It is different from the normal system, which is directly linked to the mind, and I am stored in your Shenxu. Moreover, I am also

It was suppressed by the replicating mirror, so you couldn't feel my presence at all. Now that the replicating mirror has been taken away and the contact is sealed, I am free and have successfully connected to your mind."

Sealed by the replica mirror? The replica mirror was given to Zhou Meng by the director, so it was the director who sealed Mo Long.

"Why did the director seal you?" Zhou Meng asked.

"Because of you, I absorbed a demon god. This demon god planned to escape from the book and go to the real world. I, Yi Bo Yuntian, used my body to absorb the demon god's soul. I kept fighting with the demon god, causing many problems in the real world.

It caused great damage. In order to protect the world, the director reluctantly cut off my love and sealed me in your ruins with a replica mirror."

"Then now, you're out, Demon God..."

"Over the years, I have worn away the Godhead of the Demon God, and he is currently sleeping. As long as we find the Falling Mirror before he wakes up and lock him into the mirror world, the world will be at peace."

"Since he is asleep now, why not... kill him? Although it may be a bit of a threat, but we don't have much respect for martial ethics when it comes to demon gods."

"In this book, God is set to be immortal, and no one can kill God. Without further ado, now you have to accept my order and start executing the mission! During this period, you and I have reached a contract

, you follow the instructions, I will provide system services. Are you ready?"

"good."

At the critical moment between life and death, the ink dragon suddenly spread and turned into a giant dragon, passing directly through the center of Meng Zou's chest, circling in the mountain prison and chirping, touching the lava at the bottom of the mountain.

Suddenly, the entire mountain cave collapsed and the ground cracked, lava splashed everywhere. Meng Zou lowered his head and looked at the hole in his chest. He couldn't say anything and fell straight into the magma.

Molong took Zhou Meng on his back and flew away from the mountain prison.

The mountain prison collapsed, and the demons and ghosts locked in the mountain prison finally regained their freedom. However, the moment they saw the light again, they were swallowed up by the spewing magma.

Zhou Meng finally escaped, but she was exhausted and no longer had the energy to think.

The ink dragon soared upwards, breaking through the clouds and mist, and galloping across the sky. It was a majestic moment, but it felt like it was getting tired and its body seemed to be being hollowed out.

"Hey, Zhou Meng! You are sleeping! If you sleep, I will have no spiritual power! Please don't..."

Zhou Meng still fainted, and Mo Long lost the support of his mind and turned into a ball of ink again. He watched Zhou Meng fall from the clouds, but there was nothing he could do.

Falling from the sky to the ground must be a disaster.

Coincidentally, an old cultivator who was stepping on a crane passed by with a leisurely and contented expression. Suddenly, he was hit on the waist by a black and bloody thing. The crane also received an unexpected blow and suddenly fell down.

Fortunately, Xianhe had cultivated enough and regained his balance. The old cultivator was also an immortal, so he was fine, but his white clothes were stained with red and black blood.

The old man opened Zhou Meng's hands, pointed at the unconscious Zhou Meng and cursed, saying that he would not return to Dingfeng Sect for a hundred years. He came back once and tamed the cranes specially, so that he could prosper and prosper, but he was taken advantage of by such an unlucky person.

Hit.

Then the old man looked at the exploded mountain prison below, tsked twice, and felt that the young man was unlucky, and felt a little pity in his heart.

This old man is Duchen, one of the three masters of Dingfeng Sect.

In the next month of the next year, he was already about seven hundred years old and had half a hair on his temples. He still liked to travel around the mountains and rivers.

He knew that he would never be able to survive the catastrophe and become an immortal in this life, so he tried every means to avoid the catastrophe and traveled around. He might not even return to the sect for a hundred and eighty years.

Because I came back by chance 13 years ago and took in a lovely disciple. I thought this disciple would be bored on the mountain, so I came back this year to participate in the disciple selection meeting to find a companion for my precious land.

This crane is also a gift for his precious apprentice.

Who knew that I would receive such a big shock when I came back.

Originally, Du Chen was going to land on the most spacious platform of Dingfeng Sect to attract attention and show his grace. However, it happened that the mountain prison exploded, and everyone went to repair the mountain prison.

So much so that when Duchen and Xianhe landed on the platform, there was no one there.

This Zhou Meng didn't know which mountaintop disciple he was from, and Du Chen didn't know how to place him, so he simply took him to his own peak of Jinhuan.

Jinhuan Tower on Jinhuan Peak is the residence of Duchen and the library of Dingfeng Sect.

Duchen's only disciple, Mu Chengxue, was practicing in Jinhuan Tower, and Shunbian took over the work of sorting out the books.

He is born blind, has a pure heart, and is meticulous in his practice and work. The entire Dingfeng Sect, men, women, and children, all like him as a kind-hearted young man. There are two paper butterflies flying around him all year round, which are his eyes. Anyone asks him how to pass two pieces of paper

Whenever the butterfly came to see something, he would patiently explain that the paper butterfly was connected to his mind, and he could see whatever the butterfly saw.

He often holds a book in one hand and a pen in the other, walking around among the bookcases to see if any books have been placed in the wrong place, if anyone has forgotten to return them, if any words have escaped from the books and turned into monsters, and if there are any

The male channel's book went to the female channel to harass her.

At this time, he was in a daze because there had been no news from his senior sister Meng for several days.

At this time, it should be the time when Senior Sister Meng comes to read a book.

It was almost dusk, there was a crane chirp in front of the door, and two paper butterflies flew in front of the door for a while, then immediately returned to Chengxue and led Chengxue to the door.

"Who are you?" Cheng Xue asked the old man in front of him. He was only three years old when he was taken into Duchen's sect, so he probably couldn't remember Duchen's face.

When Du Chen returned, there was no one to greet him. He was hit by someone who fell from the sky for no reason. Now his apprentice didn't recognize him. It was really embarrassing. He waved his hand helplessly, put Zhou Meng down, and said to Cheng Xue:

"You take care of this person first, and I'll go wash the crane."

"Master! You are the master! You are back!"

The belated welcome already made Du Chen uninterested, "Ah, yes, I missed me..."

"Senior Sister Meng! Master, why are you taking Senior Sister Meng with you! Why is she still injured like this? Is she going to die?"

Chengxue rushed to Zhou Meng's side, hurriedly picked up Zhou Meng, tested his breathing, felt the pulse of his neck, and never looked at Duchen again, "Senior Sister Meng, Senior Sister Meng, wake up, I am Chengxue!

"

Du Chen curled his lips and led the crane away quietly.

Chengxue picked up Zhou Meng and placed him gently on the bed. He sniffed the aura around Zhou Meng and realized that the situation was not optimistic. The aura of the soul was very weak and his life was hanging by a thread.

Cheng Xue immediately panicked, and first gave Zhou Meng a soul-stabilizing elixir, then gently covered Zhou Meng with a quilt, and went to find Master Jicang for help.

After Zhou Meng took Chengxue's elixir, his consciousness recovered a little and he could barely open his eyes.

"Zhou Meng, you were rescued by a fellow disciple." Mo Long said.

"Junior brother from the same sect?"

"The person your soul has penetrated is himself a disciple of Dingfeng Sect."

"Why do I have no memory of this body? Aren't you the system? Can't you tell me?"

"I would like to tell you, but you don't have enough mental energy right now and can't support my operation at all. I can only chat with you."

"Then, how do I provide you with energy? Bask in the sun and recharge it with light energy?"

"I am an intelligent system, do I need such a primitive energy source? What I need is emotional energy."

Zhou Meng was a little dizzy, "What emotion do you need?"

"Different emotions have different values. One unit of fear is equal to 20 energy particles, one unit of anger is equal to 80 energy particles, and most importantly, one unit of fear is equal to 2000 energy particles. In other words, as long as you can

By letting others have fear, I can gain maximum energy."

"Intimidating?"

"The good news is that your current body is the villain in this book. It is scary and it is your basic skill."

Zhou Meng looked at the bed blankly, his eyes full of fear.

"Hey, what are you looking at? I'm talking to you!"

Mo Long took a closer look and saw a huge beast standing on the bedside, like a lion, with eyes on its antennae and its entire head was a mouth.

Mo Long immediately retreated into the Zhou Meng Shenxu, "This thing must have escaped from the book. You see there is a mark on his neck, it says Taotie, it must be the word [Tao] and [Iron]

They collided together and merged into this monster. [Gourmet] eats everything, and [Iron] is so hard that you can't beat it! Oh, call the librarian!"

…

"Xiao Chengxue, if you don't look at the library, what are you doing? Hey? Why are you running so fast?"

Senior Brother Kang Kang on Xiaochou Mountain saw Cheng Xue's afterimage, scratched his head and continued walking.

Cheng Xue ran to Chenxiang Cliff, rushed straight into Chenxiang Pavilion and found Jicang. Seeing Jicang meditating, he lowered his voice and choked up and said: "Master Cang, Senior Sister Meng is injured, it seems that she was hit by the mountain prison bomb.

Go and have a look!"

After hearing this, Jicang slowly opened his eyes, slid his fingers, and two sticks of incense appeared in front of Cheng Xue.

The fragrance of Jicang has healing effects.

Chengxue received the incense and hurried back.

When passing by Zhou Meng's residence, Chengxue thought of going to get some clothes for Zhou Meng and walked in.

Unexpectedly, it was extremely noisy inside, with many cultivators rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and the whole room was in a mess.

"What are you doing?"

"Cheng Xue? Why are you here?" Feng Shuang asked in surprise when he saw Cheng Xue, "Could it be that Cheng Xue, who is usually so obedient, is here to share the spoils?"

"Divide the spoils? What are you doing? Don't touch Senior Sister Meng's things." Chengxue shouted.

When everyone saw someone coming, they stopped. Feng Shuang waved his hand carelessly and said, "It's okay, let's continue. This week Meng rebelled and ran away with Senior Brother Meng. Sooner or later, her things will be thrown into the lava of the mountain prison."

Here, we collected it for her to avoid waste. Keep going!”


Chapter completed!