"No wonder..." Although he was rude, he was quite skilled.

The grass python hero asked unwillingly: "However, it's the first time for an idol, how difficult it is for a male protagonist... How many days?"

Xie Zhiwei's head was full of black lines: "Three! Heaven!"

"Oh, hehe, it's not bad." The grass python hero continued to ask like a bastard, "How is it? Idol, seeing that you are so calm, you have not said that the male protagonist is bad. If you think about it, you must feel that way. It's good."

"Fuck off." Xie Zhiwei said lightly, "In my last life, I had passed my thirties, and I haven't seen anything. Isn't it just being... I'm not a big girl, and I'm still crying and crying?"

"That's true. What is the idol going to do next? Is it to pretend that nothing happened, or to hide?"

"Why are you hiding?"

"You're not afraid that he will take you again..."

Xie Zhiwei waved his hand: "He's not in the mood for the time being, it seems a little troublesome right now."

The grass python hero was taken aback: "Huh? What?"

"Take the authorization and see for yourself."

"okay!"

Five minutes later, the grass python hero opened the dialog box while smacking his mouth: "Idol, this plot...Is it really written by me?"

"What do you ask me?" Xie Zhi smiled slightly, "Don't you have a B number in your heart?"

"But but... I swear to God that this is not a fanfiction. Why did it go so far? Isn't that Lu Wen a soy sauce, and the King of Kyushu, Yin Cangshan, what the hell is this?"

Xie Zhiwei applauded him: "Very good, I have spoken my heart."

"No, no, I have to find out what's wrong, I'm dead, idol, take it easy first!"

"Hey!" Before Xie Zhiwei could respond, the dialog box disappeared.

It's okay, let this heartless author also worry about it.

Anyway, these cool writers of Chadian.com are full of plot and cool points all day long, and they don't care about their feelings at all. As a result, the stallions are rampant, and the girls are all big-chested and brainless, and they are tired of watching.

But the grass python hero is insatiable. This is good, the male protagonist's feelings have changed too much, and the plot must be affected in this way.

Xie Zhiwei waited for the grass python hero to be slapped in the face, and he felt that 80% of the time he couldn't find the bug.

Not long after logging out of the system, it was time for lunch.

As the twilight fell, the wind picked up, and it was terribly cold. Several plates of dumplings appeared on the dinner table, and Xie Zhiwei knew that today was the winter solstice.

From his resurrection to the present, several months have passed in the blink of an eye, and it is not until tonight that feel settled. Although the plot is turbulent, at least he can go out and hang out in a large size in the future.

It feels so good to get my ID card back.

Yan Zhifei's brows still did not stretch, Xia Zhiqi said from the side: "If the senior brother returned to the mountain first, the second senior brother and I stayed, and the younger junior brother must be rescued."

Xie Zhiwei only then remembered, and hurriedly said to Yan Zhifei: "Senior brother, don't worry, my apprentice assured me that he will let the younger brother go."

Xia Zhiqi looked incredulous, and Yan Zhifei also sighed, "I hope he didn't lie to you."

When the food was ready, Yan Zhifei gave an order, and all the disciples raised their bowls and chopsticks to eat. However, these three seniors were all on their minds and had no appetite. Xie Zhiwei remembered that he was going to have a big meal with Mu Hao, but he was soaked in soup again. The dumplings in the bowl were too different, so he took a long time to eat one.

I heard a disciple from Ganyang City in the back ask his companions: "Senior Brother Daoyuan, why don't you eat it? Don't you like meat dumplings very much?"

Chen Daoyuan touched the scorpion on his face, and said listlessly: "Master, his old man likes fennel stuffing the most, and this plate is just right, but it's a pity that Master is not here..."

Yan Zhifei put down his chopsticks and frowned into a thick Sichuan character.

Xie Zhiwei also put down his chopsticks silently. When he was about to comfort him again, there was a knock on the door: "Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Sister, are you inside?"

The three people called looked at each other, and the next moment, they got up at the same time to open the door, but they all forgot that they could use their spiritual power to open the lock.

As soon as the door opened, Chu Zhi faced the light coming from the house and said excitedly, "You are really here!"

Yan Zhifei grabbed his shoulder and said, "Yes, you are suffering."

Tantai Meng came over and said lightly, "I have seen Sect Master Yan."

Xie Zhiwei felt very sorry for this girl, and heard the voice: "It's fine, just go back to Zen tomorrow, you will suffer too."

Tantai Meng looked at him with a strange look and nodded slightly: "Yeah." Then, she entered the room on her own.

Xie Zhiwei watched as she found an empty table and sat down. The Daoist disciple next to her had met with her last time, and she chatted with her, but her expression was also indifferent and ignored.

Xie Zhiwei asked Chu Zhiyue, "What happened to her?"

"I don't know." Chu Zhishi shook his head. "She has been like this since your rebel tortured her a few days ago. It is estimated that she has been abused and angry."

Not being angry is not normal.

Xie Zhiwei was also tortured by Hei Lian, and knew how painful it was. He sighed and said, "Come in and eat, there are your favorite fennel-stuffed dumplings."

"Really!" Chu Zhishi's eyes lit up, and he suddenly looked back, "Wait a minute, I haven't thanked others yet."

Yan Zhifei asked, "Who do you want to thank, Mu Ha?"

"Thank him? It's too late for me to kill him." Chu Zhi gritted his teeth and shouted back to the carriage on the side of the road, "Yin Wangye, my senior brothers are indeed here, how about coming in for a meal?"

With this shout, Yin Cangshan stuck his head out from the carriage of the Kyushu Palace, just met Xie Zhiwei's eyes, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's disturbing."

It is clear that Mu Qi sent someone to send Chu Zhi here, but how could Yin Cangshan follow him in the car?

Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but whispered, "What's going on?"

Chu Zhishi raised his arm and said, "Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, thank you Lord Yin. I should have been here long ago, but I met Lord Yin on the way. He saw the ghostly appearance of my arm and came to his house. A genius doctor treated me, and sure enough, the pain is gone now. I even feel that the bones are growing on their own, and they don’t need spiritual power to maintain them.”

Xia Zhiqi stretched out her hand and squeezed his arm a little, then nodded and said, "As expected, the tendons and veins have grown nine times out of ten."

At this time, Yin Cangshan had already come over with a smile, and Yan Zhifei slowed down: "Please come in, Lord Yin."

Yin Cangshan cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Please."

The disciples of Qianyangcheng in the store had already shouted at the master to welcome him out. Chu Zhi was in a good mood, shouted five drinks and six big strides and walked in, not forgetting to turn around and say to Yin Cangshan: "Yin Wangye, although this meal is simple, it smells good. It tastes alright, so don't dislike it."

Yin Cangshan hurriedly said, "How come."

A group of people noisily sat down again, Xie Zhiwei thought about it, and went to Tantai Meng to sit down.

Tantai Meng looked sideways and moved a little to the other side. Xie Zhiwei wondered, even if this girl was angry, she wouldn't be so indifferent as if she had changed.

He then asked, "Miss Tantai, but where are you uncomfortable?"

Tantai Meng said expressionlessly, "No."

Chu Zhi was chewing the dumplings and looked over with interest: "Interesting, this girl is cold to you, and even the benefactor doesn't scream. It seems that the black energy is really powerful, tsk, it's still in the shape of a lotus flower.of."