Chapter 924

"I think there may be that kind of thing in reality."

Ai Wei Er stretched his right foot to tap the rolling water.

When AI Wei'er brought Li NanFang's interest back, the sea water was still on the beach tens of meters away.

In the blink of an eye, the sea has been able to lick her feet.

This shows that the sea water under the distant sea surface has begun to boil.

Otherwise, it would never come so fast, and then quickly back to the position tens of meters away.

There are only crabs and shells all over the beach, as well as a few small turtles, struggling to slide their limbs, crawling fast over the island.

Seeing off a few little turtles, Li Nanfang smiles and shakes his head when he quickly climbs to the grass. He is about to tell AI Weier that all the online novels of Bing Wang Liu in China, like the heroes in Hollywood blockbusters, are written by writers, but his heart suddenly jumps.

He thought of Qin Yuguan and them.

When Jing Hongming, Hu Mie, Tang and others were young, Li Nanfang was not very clear about how they killed all sides.

However, he knew Qin Yuguan very well.

He knew that the absurd things that Lao Qin had done when he was young were all thanks to Ye Xiaodao.

At that time, Li Nanfang didn't know that ye Xiaodao was Lao Qin's Apprentice. He didn't even doubt how he could treasure Lao Qin's past.

Li Nanfang just liked to hear the legend of these birdmen, and felt sorry that he didn't become one of the Chinese soldiers.

Therefore, even if ye Xiaodao has obvious boasting traces in praising the heroic deeds of Lao Qin when he was young, Li Nanfang still likes to listen to it.

As a person like Qin Yuguan, he has fought hundreds of battles in his life, but he has never been defeated!

This is the second - the most enviable thing about Lao Qin is that he married seven or eight wives at a time.

Is it not every man's favorite to marry seven or eight beautiful women?

Lao Qin's personal experience is better than those warlords in the network novels.

When Li Nanfang began to admire Lao Qin, AI Wei'er whispered in his ear, "if you are a Chinese soldier, I think you should become the king of your country's online novels. You have everything now. "

"What you said seems to be true."

Li Nanfang looked at Ai Wei'er, nodded and asked blankly, "what do you want to say?"

"Feign death."

"What suspended animation?"

"That is, when the king of war is successful in his career, the president of the beautiful woman, the elder sister of the best imperial concubine, and his life is full of glory, but for such and such reasons, everyone thinks that he is dead."

AI Wei'er said in a soft voice: "after reading this kind of book more, you can sum up the routine. The most basic process of the routine is that after Bingwang feigns death, his most beloved beauty president, in order to take the overall situation into consideration and under the pressure of reality, will betray their love and try to contact other men. "

Be careful to hurt the beauty president whose lover has been hung up, and endure the grief, with a young man who has long coveted her beauty, to carry out a new unforgettable love, the king of war came back.

Then, there are all kinds of dog blood plots.

The conflict between Mr. Bingwang and the beautiful president broke out, and he stepped on the face of a certain young man -- a scene where you can guess the ending just by looking at the beginning.

Routine.

Almost all the plots of Wang Liu are routine.

When Bing Wang just returned to the city, he had to look like a migrant worker, which made the beauty president feel disgusted with him. However, for some reasons, he could not drive him away. He had to step on him and embarrass him.

What about the performance of the king of war?

It is nothing more than disdain, no matter how unfair treatment, will be in trouble when the beauty president secretly hand, with his strong strength, to solve one trouble after another for her.

In the end, Mr. Bingwang finally got the beauty back.

When Li Nanfang first started to read this kind of novel, he was also fascinated.

But after seeing too much, there will be "aesthetic fatigue".

Now Li Nanfang doesn't read this kind of novel any more. He begins to read rural literature.

It's still beautiful in the countryside. The protagonist's name won't be as tall as the man in the flow of the king of war. It doesn't seem to be related to the "Qin" and "Lin", which seem to be extraordinarily refined. There won't be any good names any more.

Qin Zhao, Lin Yi and so on.

The names of the male owners in their hometown are mostly Street goods, such as Wang Sanshan and Li Gangkai.

Give me ten women, I can create a village!

This is what Li Nanfang summed up after reading three rural essays.

Moreover, the description of men and women in rural literature is also very large.

Big enough to make all teenagers "love".

"What do you think? Laugh like this. "

Just when Li Nanfang thought of the plot in a certain village article where the cucumber was broken, he couldn't help laughing, and his ribs hurt.However, AI Wei'er stretched out his hand and twisted it under his ribs, pulling him back to reality.

At this time, the sea, even if there is no wave, can also submerge their legs.

"I wonder why you suddenly mentioned Bing Wang Liu's novels to me."

Li Nanfang, such a pure man, certainly won't tell AI Wei'er. Just now he thought of a dirty bridge.

"You can go back alive. You are not the king of war, though

Ai Wei Er lifted his chin in both hands, looked into his eyes and said seriously: "Li Nanfang, you must go back alive. As the novel says. Otherwise, you'll have bad luck

"What's wrong with me?"

Li Nanfang was puzzled: "we are going to be buried in the sea. Isn't that bad enough?"

Ivy shook her head.

Li Nanfang was surprised: "is death not bad luck? Then, what's bad luck? "

"The real misfortune is that when you die, the woman you care about most is not with you."

AI Wei'er narrowed her eyes slightly, as if in a dream, and said: "your beauty president Yue Zitong, your best imperial sister he LAN Xiaoxin, your sister Sui in the golden triangle, your sister Min who is missing, your sister shangshimu and your wife in Toyo, your sister Jiang who is only willing to wear high-heeled shoes for you in a hospital in Beijing - maybe, there are other women who will go back to work after your death New man. Put on a green hat for you. "

Every time AI Wei'er talks about a woman, Li NanFang's eyebrows jump,

then he knows that this water and soul white peony is not as simple as he thought.

It should be that after she returned from Mexico, she began to investigate Li NanFang's background in secret.

Otherwise, I would not know so many women.

Even the cherry blossoms on Shangdao island in the eastern ocean.

"Well, how come none of the women I've come into contact with is fuel-efficient?"

When Li Nanfang sighed in his heart, he then laughed in silence: "grass, if they are fuel-efficient lamps, they will not have the current achievements."

AI Wei'er doesn't know what Li Nanfang is thinking. She just wants to do her best to seduce him to escape alone before the catastrophe.

Don't worry about them.

She has witnessed Li NanFang's water-based, powerful and abnormal.

As long as he can find the most suitable rescue creature before the big wave strikes, such as a piece of wood and tie himself to it with a rope, then even if he is hit by the big wave underwater, his survival probability is very high.

Escape from this place where no ship dares to approach, then he will soon meet the ship and be rescued.

But if he has to worry about two women, or even find that the general situation is not good, Yang Xiao comes down from a high place, then his hope of escape is an egg.

God, it's never always in favor of someone.

The last time Li Nanfang and others came to this island alive, it was already a miracle of miracles.

Miracles, which are called miracles, are rare.

Therefore, AI Wei'er, who was originally telling Li Nanfang about her painful past, only changed the topic and mentioned Bing Wangliu's novel when she found that there was a volcano eruption in the distance.

According to AI Wei'er's IQ, she certainly knows that the popular novels about Wang Liu, a city soldier, are all created by those writers who have no moral bottom line. This kind of thing can't happen in reality - she still didn't expect that this kind of Birdman really exists in the reality she contacted.

She just wanted to persuade Li Nanfang to escape alone through novels.

Otherwise, his hat will be green after his death.

Green hat, for every man, is more difficult to accept than death.

Seeing Li NanFang's face changing, AI Wei'er thought that he had been moved. He was glad to strike while the iron was hot. He put his left hand around his neck and lay down on his ear and said, "I call the bridge section of the king of war in your country, where the male leader feigns death, Phoenix Nirvana. Only after rebirth, can there be new breakthroughs, new discoveries and new growth. Li Nanfang, can you do it? "

"Yes."

Li Nanfang looks complicated. He looks at Ai Wei'er and answers softly.

Ai Wei Er asked: "can you accept the fact that your hat will turn green after you die with us?"

"Of course not."

Li Nanfang shook his head hard. He didn't even think: "death is impossible."

"Then you go. Get ready now. "

Ai Wei Er pushed him away and stood up from the knee deep sea.

"I'll take you with me."

Looking at the brighter south, Li Nanfang helped ham to stand up and said firmly, "otherwise, I'd rather be crushed by green hat than go."

AI Wei'er wants to curse his mother.

In desperation, she found that today is the end of everyone's life. She took great pains to say so many things, including examples, metaphors and motivations. As a result, this guy is one of them.If he can take everyone with him, why should AI Wei'er spend so much time talking?

Li Nanfang, are you stupid!

This sentence, in the usual never say half a dirty word of Ai Wei Er's mouth spin, she swallowed back: "good. Now you carry the wood, and ham and I will get the rope

Whether it's wood or rope, it's ready-made.

These days, Li Nanfang and others always fantasize that they can build a big ship and cross the sea - but later they give up this unrealistic fantasy.

Stay on the island, and maybe wait for a passing boat.

If you really want to climb on the bound raft, it won't be long before you can be smashed by the big waves coming at any time.

At that time, we will not even have a place to live, we can only soak in the endless sea, float and float, and finally float into bodies.

So the prepared wood and twisted rope can only be put aside.

I'm afraid that the rope that I made with difficulty will be damaged by the wind and the sun. Of course, I have to put it in a thatched house and use it as a bed.

According to Li Nanfang, it should be done at that time.

Success or failure is better than sitting and waiting to die.

"Shall we go together?"

When Li Nanfang went to carry wood in the grass over there, he passed Yang Xiao with both hands on his back. After a pause, he asked.