Boom!

Li Yao's mind seems to have a kaleidoscope burst open, and countless gorgeous and mottled pictures come like surging tide. He seems to see a tall girl with honey colored skin, big mouth and ears, not too good-looking but full of vitality, coming towards him. They cry, smile and roar wantonly, Embrace freely

He also saw two Tyrannosaurus Rex rolling on the ancient wasteland; See two strange trees entangled with each other for thousands of years; See a pair of jackals and tigers and leopards in the hot afternoon, fight to death entanglement; He even saw two stars - two lightning meteors roaring, and the breath of life spread to the whole universe.

"What's the matter?"

Li Yao scratched his crotch and murmured to himself, "why do you suddenly feel a kind of aching waist and weak legs, very empty and lonely? It's like a thief going to empty the building. The whole person is exhausted and dull - there's nothing like that these two days!"

Li Yao calmed down and continued to watch.

He was soon attracted by Ding lingdang, a female character who looked a little different.

According to the writing method of ordinary novels, the elder sister, who is so fierce that she can kill a cow with one blow, is unlikely to be the heroine.

But I don't know why, in Li Yao's mind, there is a picture of Ding lingdang in full bloom, which is shining in every brain cell. He can't help but want to see it. He knows everything about this girl and what happened to her and "Xiuzhen Li Yao".

"This chapter is too short. The author really knows how to write. There's no content at all. This chapter, whether it's counted or not, let's look at another chapter.

"Ah, it's shameless to kill Qiandao's duanzhanggou. He's just stuck in the key point of the plot, isn't it? Do you want people to sleep? Otherwise, I'll go to bed after watching the plot of Mojiao island!

"Sure enough, this" Xiuzhen Liyao "is still in a coma, weak, ridiculed and regarded as a waste. But what's the matter? He won't really get along with that muscle girl Ding lingdang? If he does find that muscle girl, I won't look at it. I won't even look at it!

"I've read almost one hundred chapters before I know it. Otherwise, I'll make up a whole. I'll go to sleep when I see one hundred chapters, I swear!

"One hundred chapters have arrived. Well, well, it's 11:57 in the middle of the night. It's still" today "to speak of. In the last three minutes, I'll read another chapter. I'll go to bed at 12:00 on time and usher in a brand new tomorrow with a brand new look!

"What the hell! What's the situation? Why did it change to two in the middle of the night after reading just one chapter at 11:57 just now? What? It's not a chapter. I've seen one hundred eighty-two? It's impossible. Damn it!

"Well, since it's two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and two o'clock and half o'clock and two o'clock and two o!

"Three, three? Why, heaven, earth, what is this!

"Three thirty? Why is it three thirty? Degenerate, how can I degenerate to such a degree? Is it true that the pressure of writing a paper recently to find a job is too great, and there is an urgent need for a channel to relieve my nerves? Also, the necessary rest and entertainment are still needed. Let's relax and be civil and martial arts minded. Don't worry too much about thesis and work. The body is the capital of revolution. It's not good to get into the top of the ox's horn, and the brain is tangled. In other words, the author really can't write emotional drama. Ha ha ha ha ha, I treat you as a brother, but you want to go to me. I haven't seen such a man and woman, ha ha ha, What's the matter? I feel that my legs are getting softer and softer, and my lower body aches faintly. It's like being crushed back and forth by a train. I really need to reduce the frequency in the future.

"No, I must go to sleep. I will go to sleep after reading the last chapter. I swear..."

Li Yao was in a daze, dazed, kneading his belly and rowing his cell phone.

It's really strange -- apart from the gimmicks of Xiuzhen plus science and technology, the novel Xiuzhen 40000 years is really mediocre. It's nothing new, nothing extraordinary. It's like a standardized commodity on a large industrial assembly line. You can read it or not.

What is the hot blooded section of the train in the wilderness? It can't get rid of the suspicion that the author forced his blood, but it made the readers feel goose bumps.

But

Why is it that the more Li Yao looks at it, the more familiar he feels. Most of the scenes and pictures are like memories of a hundred years ago, hazy and familiar. The more he looks at them, the more he wants to see them. He is anxious to know what happened next to "Xiuzhen Li Yao" and his friends.

"Zhao Kai didn't cheat people," Xiuzhen 40000 years "is really good

Li Yao yawned, "go pee. After pee, you must go to bed. It's not human if you don't sleep!"

Li Yao fell asleep.

In other words, he felt like he was asleep.

Because he has done countless strange, just like a strange dream.

Today, however, the strange dream is hundreds of times clearer than before, so clear that he can't tell whether he is dreaming or sitting at the desk under the high and low bed, concentrating on reading an online novel called "forty thousand years of cultivation".

He saw the Tyrannosaurus Rex with lipstick.

But this time, behind the Tyrannosaurus rex was a barbarian queen.

With sharp eyes, straight nose, honey colored lips and wheat colored skin, the whole body exudes the arrogant and self respecting momentum. It is the character "Ding lingdang" in the novel.

"In the past so many years, I have been looking for you in the endless sea of stars, starting from the fighting universe, killing through so many universes, so many worlds, so many enchanting heaven and terrible hell all the way."

Ding lingdang stares at Li Yao, his voice is low, full of magnetism, pure and full of vicissitudes. "Everyone says that you are dead, your spirit and life information are completely smashed and annihilated in nothingness, but I just don't believe it. I know that you must still be alive and stick to it in your own way, even if the enemy is the earth, or even the whole universe!

"Remember what we said when we left?

"I said that even if you die one day, it doesn't matter if you go to hell or Jiuyou huangquan, because I will tear down the hell, explode the hell, burn all the Jiuyou huangquan and save you!

"Li Yao, hold on.

"Here I am!"

Once again, Lee suddenly woke up.

I feel that my fingers and waist have never been so sore in my life.

It's like someone stabbed the red needle into his ten nail caps and hit him on the waist with the red hammer.

Although his body had awakened and his consciousness was still in the swamp of his brain, he sat beside the chair for ten minutes without knowing it. It was not until the pale sunlight pierced his eyes that he found that it was 9:30 in the morning.

Today is Monday. Although there are no classes in the graduating class, the roommates go to the library to prepare their papers, or go out for internship and recruitment.

The dormitory is very quiet, which makes the clock on the wall sound too loud to bear. Li Yao holds his breath to think about what happened last night.

It seems that he read a very interesting online novel. In the middle of the night, he got out of bed to pee. When he came back, he sat on the chair under the high and low bed and read another chapter, another chapter, another chapter. I don't know how many chapters he read. When he was excited, he took out his little book to write and draw, Then he fell asleep on the table in a daze... Should it be like this?

"Internet novels kill people!"

Li Yao scratched his disheveled hair like a bird's nest and thought sleepily, "well, I fell down again last night. I'll delete this book later and uninstall all the software. Then I'll make up my sleep from noon today. I'll start to change my life from ten o'clock in the evening. That's right. It's such a happy decision!

"In other words, why does the waist hurt so much? I can't stand up. No, my underpants are very dry. There's nothing like that!"

Li Yao tilted his head and yawned, trying to remember what he had done after he peed last night. Besides reading books, he seemed to be painting on his little book.

Lee opened his most private "dream notebook" at random.

Then, he was stunned, pale as a ghost.

In the dream notebook, behind the lipstick smeared Tyrannosaurus Rex, I don't know when there is a valiant and domineering barbarian queen. Her eyes are so deep that they can penetrate the notebook, desk and even the earth's crust.

The barbarian queen reached out to him, as if to pull him out of the abyss, or an invitation to fight.

Li Yao rubbed the barbarian queen he drew with his trembling fingertips. A strange electric current flowed all over his body from his fingertips and was about to explode his heart.

Poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop, poop!

His heart beat faster and faster, reached the limit, and could not help but want to make a roar that had been suppressed for countless years.

"This is my painting?"

Li Yao asked himself in disbelief, "when did my painting skills become so good, and the people I drew were so similar?"

Later, there are new paintings. With the ballpoint pen and signature pen on his desk, he doodles at will, sketching out cities, buildings or natural scenery with a few strokes.

Li Yao's pupils suddenly contracted, his heart almost grew hands and feet, tore his chest and jumped out.

Fugo City, magic tomb, Chixiao No.2 Middle School, Liaoyuan, Dahuang train, Dahuang war yard

Although there is no mark, Li Yao knows that it's all the scenes in the novel Xiuzhen 40000 years. There is a ballpoint pen painting of the train in the wilderness. Even the soldiers in battle, the sacrificial Xiuzhen, the screaming passengers and the "ghost faced silver mosquito" whistling in the distance can be seen clearly.

Although the brushwork is very poor, it makes people excited at first sight, as if they were on the scene, back to the wilderness and thunderstorm area that day.