On the other side, the long-haired fairy-like woman holding a snow-white jade rabbit in her arms also joked, "He is a god who is constantly worshipped in the mortal world, only one point less than the God of Wealth."

The woman wore a long and thin golden hairpin with two long ribbons hanging from the ends. She was dressed in a golden dress with pearls and green jade, and her long sleeves were like misty gauze. Behind her, a light golden halo shone, and there seemed to be a moving shadow of the moon under her feet.

The features are so obvious that they can almost be mentioned off the top of your head.

Jian Yan's eyes widened, "Fairy Chang'e?"

"Oh, you recognized me first."

Chang'e smiled, and the halo behind her became brighter and brighter, as dazzling as a full moon.

With a happy look, he said to the old man in red robe, "It seems that I am more popular."

Yue Lao: "..."

Every time Jian Yan took a step up, he would see a deity with a familiar name.

Taotie, a child with two braids whose gender is hard to tell, Taibai Xingjun holding a whisk, Siming Xianjun with a green halo behind him, Sifang Xianjun with butterflies flying around him and lotus flowers blooming under his feet, Wenquxing with ancient books and scrolls floating beside him...

These gods have all appeared in her live broadcast room, and now their faces are finally visible.

At the same time, she was confused. Was she dreaming? How could she see a fairy?

She twisted the back of her hand several times, but felt no pain. She murmured, "It doesn't hurt. It was just a dream."

The gods all smiled and shook their heads, "This is not a dream, this is the realm of the void."

"Ling the void realm?"

She had never heard of such a place.

Siming Xianjun: "It is a great illusion."

"When the tasker's body is severely injured, his soul will enter the Great Illusion to hide in order to prevent collateral damage. A few minutes of unconsciousness in the mortal world is equivalent to a few hours in the Great Illusion."

She understood, "Has the punishment for not completing the task been implemented?"

Siming Xianjun: "Yes, when you wake up, you still have to bear the pain yourself."

It turned out to be the case.

It means that when she is half dead, she will come to Lingkong Xujing for refuge, to ensure that she is alive, and then wake up to suffer.

The corners of her mouth twitched. What a clear and complete punishment process.

At this moment, a white ball of light flew down from the Golden Light Hall in the distance, and the path it passed became a light band.

It stopped in front of her, and she reached out her finger to touch it, not knowing whether out of curiosity or some other attraction.

The moment my fingertips sank into the light ball, I heard the mechanical sound of the system:

"Successfully linked to the president's article White Moonlight, currently linking to the youth pain campus article Vicious Stepmother in the cloud, beep, beep--"

When Jian Yan heard this, he was completely stunned.

Youth pain campus article vicious stepmother......

Evil stepmother?

She got goosebumps.

The original owner was defined as a vicious stepmother?

In Tong Huaimu's life, he is not just a passerby, but a real bad guy!

Jian Yan blinked and his brain reacted quickly.

No, how could she believe this? Wasn't she also called something like Overlord Wen Bai Yue Guang? It wasn't true at all!

This is just the naming of the system.

"beep--"

The system sound is still ringing.

"The connection was disconnected, reapplying..."

"The connection was disconnected, reapplying..."

"The connection was disconnected, reapplying..."

Repeated more than ten times.

Jian Yan didn't understand, but when he thought about it, he was linking to the original owner, he was even more surprised.

"What is this for? Isn't my mission not yet completed?"

Taotie: "Don't be anxious, Yanyan baby. This is to ask for an opportunity for you to meet the original owner. You two happen to be in the Lingkong Void Realm to do this. Many taskers don't have this opportunity."

"Meet the original owner?"

Jian Yan suddenly realized, "She is in Lingkong Xujing... Is she also a live broadcast tasker?"

Yue Lao hooked the red line in his hand and said, "Yes, if she is not the one who volunteered to exchange bodies, you cannot occupy her body."

"To deprive a mortal of his body without permission is a violation of the laws of heaven. The gods will be punished by heaven, and the mortals who go against heaven will have their souls shattered."

"No one dares to commit crimes against the wind."

The soul is scattered! It turns out that people really have souls. Does that mean there is reincarnation?

Jian Yan was in a trance, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

But in the end he sighed, mocking his own greedy thoughts.

If reincarnation really exists, there will be no memory. What is the difference between this and creating a new person?

It's not myself anymore.

“Opportunities like these are rare.”

"There are few people who can take on the task. Only when both parties in the parallel world agree to the death of the same name can the task be started. There are countless mortals in a small world, let alone three thousand small worlds. But among so many people, only a few hundred can do live broadcasts."

"And the chance of being able to pass out and enter the Lingkong Void Realm at the same time is even smaller. So far, few taskers have seen the owner of the body they are inhabiting."

Taotie said.

She asked, "Why do we have to meet?"

"It's essentially an experiment, in order to make better use of this feature in the future. It can also help you understand each other better and complete tasks better."

Siming Xianjun sighed earnestly, "But there are too many worlds that need to be repaired."

Jian Yan understood in his heart.

No wonder we often see gods active, it turns out there are too few people doing live broadcast tasks.

Both parties must have the same name and die at the same time, and both must agree to be bound before the live broadcast can be started.

"This live broadcast mission actually has a main line of repair. The small tasks issued by you gods are all in service of the main line, right?" she asked.

Chang'e smiled at her for not hiding anything at all and speaking so clearly, sharply and endearingly.

"You are in the world of youth pain literature, and the main plot is: let the hero and heroine survive and have a beautiful future to look forward to."

"I see."

"But I only know that Xiao Mu is the male protagonist. Who is the female protagonist? Is she the one he likes?"

Taotie chuckled, "Wrong! The man the heroine likes is called the hero. If the heroine doesn't care about him, he is just a passerby."

"Then why is my mission 'Save the male protagonist of the campus novel' instead of 'Save the female protagonist'?"

The dark green crystal in the hand of Sima Ming Immortal Lord floated in the air. With a light tap, stars surrounded him, as if he was in the Milky Way.

The voice was ethereal and distant. "Because the heroine is sunny, healthy and positive, while the hero is dark, lonely, violent and paranoid. And they are tied together by the matchmaker's red thread, and the fate of meeting each other cannot be cut off. If we want to avoid tragedy, we can only start with the hero and make him normal."

Jian Yan suddenly realized, "It turned out to be like this..."

"So when can I meet that girl? Can I know her characteristics so I can prepare myself?"

Siming Xianjun shook his head: "Telling her now will affect her early fate, so it cannot be revealed. When you meet, the system will trigger the task to remind you."

She nodded.

At this moment, the system's mechanical voice sounded again:

"Beep, connection successful!"

"The soul space is being activated. Please choose whether to meet the soul of the original owner of the host body."

Jian Yan hesitated for a moment, then pressed OK, "Yes."

Now that we are here, we might as well make the best of it and meet the original owner.

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