Plagiarist Superstar in Another World

Su Yangxuan got up, came to the daughter in tears, shed tears, and touched the daughter’s face with a trembling hand: “Sleep, sleep, it’s useless for my father. Divine Sea of ​​Chaos counts 1000000 souls Life and death, but you can’t save your life. If there is an afterlife, we will not be fathers and daughters, and fathers are useless, unworthy. ”

Su Yangxuan said, tears could not stop flowing, lying on the jade platform, crying, like a child about to be homeless.

Yeah, he’s never home again.

Smelling the faint rancid smell on daughter, Su Yangxuan staggered up, came to the table all of a sudden, picked up the jug, unplugged the lid, and drank just like gu lu gu lu.

Let the wine splash on his face, eyes, and collar, and finally smash to the ground.

He rose suddenly, breathing shortly, his eyes were red, and there was a flash of thunder arc above his palm.

He pursed his lips and came to the jade bed with his fingers lightly on Su Youwei’s forehead, shaking his hands, but still shaking his head.

Although daughter didn’t say a word and couldn’t hold it for 2 days, he could feel that daughter was painful and she was seeking relief.

“Don’t blame Dad, but this is the only thing Dad can do at the moment. When I get there, I’m sorry to your mother. What kind of punishment will he be punished in the future? Dad has no regrets, slightly, all the way … Go!”

Su Yangxuan closed her eyes in pain, and the forefinger Thunder Arc was about to sink directly into Su Youwei’s forehead to destroy everything she had left.

“禀 Sect Master, there are visitors from outside, please go there for yourself!”

“Hoo ~~”

Su Yangxuan pulled away immediately, one turned around and lay exasperatedly at the table, trembling, looking at his hands, his eyes were incredible.

Me, what am I doing?

What the hell did I just do?

He slapped him in the face, shaking his head hard.

He must be drunk.

He quickly opened the door and saw Jiang Qing outside.

Seeing Sect Master’s cold sweat and a look of panic, Jiang Qing, who came to the newspaper, continued: “A guest is coming, yes, it is a Deity.”

The next moment, Su Yangxuan is gone.

When Song Ren saw Su Yangxuan again, he seemed to be much older, with a sense of shawl, it was difficult to dress well with the day in the wine shop, and the whole person was elegant and mental on equal terms, which was judged as 2 people.

His eyes were a little crazy, and he even held an azure long sword in his hand, and looked at Song Ren and Deity from side to side. It was sure that he was the only one.

Even if Song Ren knew that the other party couldn’t do anything to himself, after all, he came from a virtual projection, but in the face of a little crazy Su Yangxuan, he was still frightened for no reason.

He didn’t blame him, because what was before him at the moment was just a father.

Song Ren said nothing. With a wave of his hand, Deity’s heart slowly came out of his hands and stopped in front of Su Yangxuan.

Su Yangxuan frowned at the crystal of this scarlet: “I don’t know what your Divine Sea of ​​Chaos is, and what is it?”

Su Yangxuan has not seen Deity’s heart, he only knows that it is the only thing to save daughter.

“God, the heart of Deity, this is the heart of Deity,” just at the next moment, an excited voice came from afar, everyone looked, it was a pale azure clothed old man.

He immediately arrived in front of Su Yangxuan, excited and unable to control himself, reaching out to touch, but not afraid, for fear of being damaged.

This man is the only Platinum writer of Divine Sea of ​​Chaos-Nan Huangtong.

It is also the mentor of Divine Sea of ​​Chaos who has cultivated many writers, who spent all points for Su Youwei in exchange for Luminous Yang Stone.

“Why, what?” Su Yangxuan looked at the crystal in front of him, and he trembled. The Qing Jian in his hand fell off like this, pouting, and looked at the crystal.

This, this is the heart of Deity, the living thing of daughter?

Nan Huangtong was the first to calm down, but looked at Song Ren in the palm of Deity: “Many thanks, if the old man guessed correctly, you are the author of” Zhu Xian “, how did you …”

Before Nan Huangtong’s words were finished, Song Ren controlled Deity, turned around and left, and slowly disappeared.

As long as it is entrusted to them, there must be a solution, and there is only so much he can do.

“Uh-” Seeing Song Ren turn around so smartly, without saying a word from beginning to end, Nan Huangtong is a little embarrassed and seems to be able to: The author of Have The Ability To Hit Me ‘Ah ?, behaves differently .

Looking at Deity’s heart in front of him, he was a little confused while rejoicing.

How does the other party know that they need Deity’s heart, is it possible that is from Holy City?

Su Yangxuan has been here for a long time, but he has not ran to the Celestial Emperor Pavilion, and also found the authors. Who is it?

Also, which Deity dissipated?

While he was thinking, Su Yangxuan grabbed his arm with a few incoherent excitements.

Nan Huangtong smiled and nodded: “Yes, Youwei was saved, at least one more year, and in the next year, I will do my best to write a Deity that can be transformed into a human form.”

Su Yangxuan immediately ordered to lock the sea and forbid anyone to go in and out, and immediately took Deity’s heart, headed down, and quickly returned, facing the place where Song Ren had disappeared before, bowing saluted, and never got up.

This love, he Su Yangxuan remembered, the entire Divine Sea of ​​Chaos.

…………

Song Ren returned to Ping’an City and looked very happy.

Two virtual projections, 2 detainees, and even a thorn in the eyes of Human Race traitor Sikong Bitu, Song Ren has never been so happy.

Because he saved a person, a person he wanted to save.

Life seems to have returned to the peace of the past. Song Ren is happy to go to school every day. He sometimes helps Old Drunkard to clean up in the wine shop. He listens to some important points about Thunderbolts. If Old Drunkard hides something, the 1000000 army will be like a locust crossing , Washing over and over the Old Drunkard city next door.

On a brightly sunny day, the firecrackers sounded, and the congregations moved into the newly built house.

Li Muqing also came to congratulate him, Song Ren took a chance and secretly stuffed a 50,000 taels silver ticket into her pocket.

He previously received the hundred thousand silver ticket subsidy from the Author Certification Guild, these are the kindness she helped her in the past.

It ’s humanity, so you have to pay it back.

This is Song Ren’s standard of doing things.

Watching his son come back to life, Song Rentou was happier than anyone else.

About half a month later, Song Ren looked at the recent chat history of the 2 people at Heavenly Music Network.

A’yao: “What happened to you just now, what happened?”

This is at a Heavenly Sound Mountain concert. After you sang “Unparalleled in the World”, Su Youwei appeared by herself. She pointed at the sky playfully and meant to send a message herself.

He didn’t reply, but just played “Chrysanthemum Youth’s Summer” for her, hoping that she would feel better.

After playing, she was gone, and she had to leave a late reply: “It’s nothing, yes, why did you leave so early yesterday?”

But no reply.

This is the recent chat history of 2 people.

Time, a month ago!