"Well... I know that villains die because they talk too much, but it's not difficult to understand their psychology.
Many villains die because they talk too much, not because villains are all stupid, but because pretending to be more awesome when victory is in hand is an irresistible temptation that makes people subconsciously immerse themselves in it.
I have summarized this rule before. Villains will die not because they talk too much..."
"It's because they are villains. Villains deserve to die and will be eliminated by the righteous protagonist."
Han Xiaoyun raised his head and answered with a proud face, looking forward to Wan Lei's praise.
"I really want to be the protagonist. It would be great if I had the halo of the protagonist."
Xia Yubing sighed, sighing, only regretting that she was not the protagonist.
Wan Lei thought.
"There is only one protagonist aura in the world, and I don't know where it is now. If I find it, I must kill the host and take the protagonist's aura back for my own use."
Wan Qianxin waved his fists with murderous intent.
Wan Lei held back his words again, and after thinking about it, he persuaded,
"Everyone is the protagonist of his own life. There is no need to envy those illusory protagonists in books. Those people are all written to cater to the readers' tastes. They are written however they like. They are completely different from reality. Just live your own life.
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"Hate to hear chicken soup."
"Bah, bah, bah, don't give us great reasons."
"You are more annoying than Xinxin's father."
"What boy doesn't admire heroes?"
Each of the four little ones said one sentence, which immediately made Wan Lei speechless.
After finishing speaking, the four little ones continued the topic just now.
"Tch, you're the only one who wants to kill the protagonist? Why is the protagonist the protagonist? It's because he has the characteristic of immortality. Even if the protagonist is a monk in the mortal realm and you are in the fairy realm, you can't kill the protagonist."
Han Xiaoyun sneered at Wan Qianxin's words, pouted his lips and raised objections.
"Impossible, how can a strong man in the fairyland not be able to kill a monk in the mortal realm."
After hearing this, Xia Yubing immediately stood up and refuted. Then, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and sat down angrily before Han Xiaoyun could produce evidence.
"In fact, no matter whether there is a protagonist halo or not, every son of the plane is the protagonist of that universe. He is born according to destiny, supports the building when it is about to collapse, turns the tide before it collapses, rises at an incredible speed, and saves the plane. In this way
Everyone is the protagonist."
After saying this, Wan Qianxin raised his head and looked at Wan Lei with a smile,
"I'm right, Wan Lei, son of the plane."
Hearing this, Wan Lei looked shocked, as did the other three little ones, who looked at Wan Lei in surprise.
"How did you know?"
"It's very simple. Judging from your age, you are probably in your twenties or thirties. You haven't been practicing for a long time, but you can break through to the fairyland.
Coupled with your daily speech and behavior, it is obvious that you are very unfamiliar with the fairy world. You don't even know about forums and spaceships. It is obvious that you have just ascended from the lower world.
Although you are poor and laugh without a formal appearance, this is all your disguise. When you face business, you will naturally give orders. That kind of aura of commanding and forbidding can only be achieved by a superior or even a ruler.
some.
In addition, the fairyland in the high spiritual plane generally knows the fairyland very well,
Therefore, I judge that you should have ascended from the Zhongling plane, and if you can ascend from such a barren place as the Zhongling, your qualifications will be outstanding even in the fairy world.
Last point, you are decisive in killing. Whenever you want to kill someone, there is no mercy or hesitation in your eyes. You just kill when you say it. It is too much to say that you despise life, but you must have killed many, many people, thousands of people.
Tens of thousands are few.
As for the combat experience, I won’t go into details. Every son of the plane is fought out of blood and fire, so there is no need to elaborate too much.”
Wan Qianxin's words made Wan Lei look at his IQ in a different light again, raising it to a higher level.
Where he comes from, his experiences, etc., have never been told to the four little ones. Wan Qianxin can judge so much from his daily observations, which shows that he has superior intelligence.
"Yes, I come from a spiritual plane called the Thunder Wind Realm. I have killed hundreds of thousands of demons and tens of millions of humans."
Wan Lei nodded.
After hearing this, Wan Qianxin murmured,
"Thunder Wind Realm? It sounds a bit familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it. I always feel like I forgot something very important."
Wan Lei was startled when he heard this, and then said,
"I seem to have forgotten something very important. This feeling is quite uncomfortable. What did I forget?"
He looked at Fang Xiaoyu, who shook his head, meaning how could I know what you forgot.
This question did not bother the four little ones. Xia Yubing asked Wan Lei with shining eyes,
"Are you the son of the plane? Then you are the protagonist. Do you have eighteen wives?"
"Wha...what?"
Wan Lei couldn't keep up with his brain circuit for a while.
"Look at this book, "The Palace of Demonic Stars". The protagonist has eighteen wives, as well as many confidantes, and his love life is endless. Do you also have many wives?"
"...Can't you read less novels? I only have one wife, who is sitting next to me."
Wan Lei pulled Fang Xiaoyu's little hand, and Fang Xiaoyu smiled tenderly.
"Oh, I understand. As a man, when you are not with Sister Xiaoyu, you must have many confidantes behind your back."
Xia Yubing is not a big person, but she deliberately puts on a mature expression that all men understand.
"We have been together since we met. I don't have time to flirt with other confidantes. You should give up on this."
Wan Lei's head is full of black lines.
Fang Xiaoyu snorted softly, her face darkening.
"Oh, if you still don't admit it, I also want to be the protagonist, and I also want to marry eighteen wives."
Bang!
As soon as Xia Yubing finished speaking, he received a heavy blow on the head. He turned around and saw Han Xiaoyun's beautiful eyes looking at him with flames.
"Why did you hit me?!"
Xia Yubing looked aggrieved.
"The one I'm beating is you. You're a brat, you haven't even grown your hair, you've got eighteen wives, and you don't even know what a badass you are. Who could fall in love with you..."
He was scolded and beaten at the same time.
Wan Lei shook his head and looked at Dada who was silent and focused on looking at the spirit slip in his hand. He was very curious about what Dada was studying.
I walked over and took a look, eh, it was eye-popping, there was a pair of handsome men and beautiful women having a close and intimate acquaintance.
"What are you looking at!"
Da Da noticed Wan Lei's gaze and immediately covered Ling Jian, her face turned red.
"I didn't look."
"Do you want to see it too?"
"Bah, I might watch something like this?"
Wan Lei snorted arrogantly and secretly sent a message to Dada behind his back,
"Send it to me."
After the explanation, Wan Lei came to the window pretending to be nonchalant, looked at the starry sky outside, and sighed loudly,
"This fairyland is completely different from what I imagined."