Chapter 1212

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"I can't imagine sacrificing Shizhi." The grim faced God of death fell from the sky, and the black wings behind him fluttered slightly.

Night Shenyue, squatting on the steps, raised her head, half of her cheek hidden in the shadow, looking strange.

The corners of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "I killed the poem weaving."

"Ha?" The God of death ryuke tilted his head and looked puzzled.

"Death notes, of course." Night Shenyue explained in a low voice.

"That's strange. Death notes don't make people kill." Ryuke looked down at the eyes of the night God moon. Even if he squatted, he was much taller than the night God moon. "The person whose name is written down will die of heart paralysis."

"Of course, I know that, so I put the name of Shizhi on the next page." Night Shenyue has a quiet vision, recalling the scene of that day.

……

"You are a devil." Ryuke, the God of death, came forward with a ferocious smile on his face.

Ye Shenyue got up and gave a deep sigh of relief. Her expression seemed to be relaxed. However, there was a very hard to detect sadness in her eyes: "my beloved poem weaves were killed in front of me. In order to overthrow Kira, I asked to join the investigation. They would trust me because of their sympathy..."

Ryuke, the God of death, stood up and stared at the back of the night God Moon: "moon, you are more like death than death. Shizhi really loves you. Don't you love Shizhi? "

"Well..." Yeshenyue raised her eyes to look at the sky, and her expression on her face had completely disappeared, and finally she did not answer ryuke's question.

……

[colored eggs]

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finally finished.

Luochuan dropped the magic mobile phone to the side and got up from the sofa.

"Milk tea?" Ready to leave when the demon purple smoke asked.

"Ah? Yes The demon purple smoke nods to answer.

"What flavor?"

"Well It's the same as your boss. "

Luochuan nodded and came to the equipment selling milk tea.

After thinking about it, I chose the original one.

"What are you writing here?" Luochuan will milk tea to demon Ziyan, casually asked.

"The story of burying messengers in glory." Demon Ziyan put down the magic mobile phone, took milk tea and answered.

"The post on the magic phone has the general story of the character." Luochuan reminds us.

"Well, I know." Demon purple smoke nodded, "I feel that some places are not reasonable, ready to make the next change."

Luochuan whoa: "anyway, it's what you write, I don't interfere."

Demon purple smoke heard this, immediately laughed: "ah, boss, what were you writing just now?"

"Ah, the story of the death note." Luochuan picked up the magic phone, "just finished, do you want to see it?"

"Mm-hmm." Demon purple smoke nodded repeatedly.

After handing the magic mobile phone to demon Ziyan, Luochuan sat down beside him holding a cup of milk tea.

Drink a mouthful, mellow, and cola are two types of drinks.

What is the effect of milk tea?

Luochuan thought carefully, as if it was to improve some physical fitness.

Demon Ziyan holds Luochuan's magic mobile phone with a picture on the screen.

Pure black notebook, although it looks ordinary, but with a kind of unknown breath.

Yes, Luochuan made it himself.

With curiosity, demon purple smoke across the picture, continue to browse.

When you see the beginning of the content, suddenly slightly frown.

Why does it look so strange? It's totally different from what the boss wrote before.

With doubts in mind, continue to browse.

Luochuan told her the story of death note before.

But there is a big difference between what you hear and what you describe in specific words.

Only two eyes, demon purple smoke soon immersed in the story.

Luochuan opened the light curtain of the system.

The light blue light condenses from the sky, and the light curtain appears.

Compared with the usual content, the above content has not changed much.

Luochuan's line of sight shifted downward and soon fell on the task content.

Self development of new products

Wow, the system is really interesting.

I'm free all day.

For Luochuan, the functions on the magic mobile phone can be seamlessly connected with the system light screen.

He shut down the personal information page and went to the origin live broadcast.

There's nothing to see.

Finally, he chose the studio titled "survival in the forest", which he often watched.

The young man was sitting in the cave with a bonfire in front of him and baking food.

Vaguely can see the scene outside the cave, snow flying, the sight of the place is full of snow.

The meat strung up with wooden sticks is sizzling at high temperature, showing an attractive brown color.With being sprinkled with seasoning, bursts of bright flames suddenly rose from the campfire.

It looks delicious.

Fortunately, Luochuan just had dinner and was very full. I didn't feel much about it.

The barrage messages from the audience watching the live broadcast are much more interesting.

"How dare you show me this at night?! "I knew that I would not come here. It looks delicious "

" well, almost. " The young man laughed and took off the kebab.

Carefully blow blow blow, a bite off, repeatedly nodded: "mm-hmm, taste good."

The number of barrage messages has increased a lot.

After a while, Luochuan lost his interest.

Yawn and close the live page.

"Boss, how does the front and back of the story differ?" Demon purple smoke points to the screen of magic mobile phone.

The content displayed on the screen presents two completely different writing methods.

"Well, the front one is too troublesome to write, so I changed it later." Luochuan answered casually.

"Oh, so it is." Demon Ziyan nodded.

"What does the story look like?" Luochuan asked.

"Very good." "I'm looking forward to the film that tells this story."

Luochuan has never made a film, and no one in Tianlan mainland knows about movies.

It doesn't matter, but.

He has a crystal.

This alone is enough to solve 99% of the difficulties.

In addition, there's plenty of time, and there's no need to worry about equipment.

He did not believe that such a complete condition would not be able to make a film mainly based on wits.

Luochuan yawned again. He felt sleepy.

Simply closed his eyes, lying directly on the back of the sofa.

Consciousness gradually blurred, into a dream.

Demon purple smoke with magic mobile phone, completely immersed in the story.

When she saw the last "colored egg", she still had a feeling that she could not finish.

"What does this egg mean? I feel that there are still a lot of suspense in the story

Demon Ziyan whispered to herself, and soon noticed Luochuan who was sleeping on the sofa.

She thought for a few seconds. Her face turned red and she put Luochuan's head on her leg and looked down.

"It's a little different when I'm asleep..."

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