Dressed as a bully and always finds her boyfriend

Wen Zheyan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the voice.

He turned his head to look, and sure enough, he was at the floor-to-ceiling window, and saw Yan Xingzhou who was sticking to the window and looking in.

The two looked at each other, and Cui Xuetian, who still looked like Yan Xingzhou, smiled.

This smile is a bit sinister, and it makes people feel very uncomfortable. His eyes slowly swept across Wen Zheyan in the crowd, with a gleam in his eyes, staring at Wen Zheyan, like a hunter watching A dying prey.

Exciting, yet cruel.

Wen Zheyan pursed her lips, reached for the phone, and dialed 110 directly.

Grass.

This Yan Xingzhou is a little too scary.

Facing the phone, he quickly told all about the address and the current situation.

Several people around are on the phone.

Yan Rong stared at Yan Xingzhou in front of him, and said to Ding Wei: "Are you in the company now? Just bring the police to Yan Yan's house. Yan Xingzhou is here. He has a very strong intention to attack, so let the police come more." people."

Ding Wei was shocked: "Okay, I'll tell the police now!"

Yan Xingzhou was not in a hurry, he stretched out his hand to draw a circle on the floor-to-ceiling window, and lightly clasped his knuckles on it.

A terrifying thing happened——

The floor-to-ceiling glass windows of very good quality, unexpectedly cracked like spider webs under Yan Xingzhou's knocks!

The sound of "哗啦啦" rang out.

Floor-to-ceiling windows become doors with random access.

"Ah—" Zou Ying screamed.

"Go upstairs quickly. I'll hold him down below." Wen Zheyan said.

Yan Rong frowned slightly, still standing beside Wen Zheyan.

He reached out to hold Wen Zheyan's hand.

As Wen Zheyan's lover, in this situation, he will not back down.

On the side, Wen Dahai, as an elder, was the first to pick up a chair and stood in front of several people to protect the children, while Cai Xuanpeng and Kang Rong looked at each other and did not leave.

Cai Xuanpeng said: "Are we the kind of people who run away when we encounter danger? I don't believe it. With so many of us, we still can't beat Yan Xingzhou alone."

Even though he said so, the people present felt a little trembling.

They are indeed many people, but Yan Xingzhou's current state is not like a normal person at all. Under the condition of absolute strength, if Wen Zheyan and others really face Yan Xingzhou, the winning rate is not high.

Although Zou Ying was afraid, her husband and son were standing below, so of course she would not go upstairs.

None of the group left.

"You two have a deep relationship." Yan Xingzhou said, stepping in through the broken glass.

Wen Dahai rushed up to hit Yan Xingzhou, but Wen Zheyan stopped Wen Dahai and said loudly, "Dad, wait."

Wen Dahai was panting, with red eyes, holding a stool and staring at Yan Xingzhou.

On the side, Yan Rong also took a weapon in his hand. He held the sharp fruit knife he just brought from the coffee table and hid it behind him. He still had that calm look on his face, but he was ready to wait for Yan Xingzhou to come over. Attack Yan Xingzhou directly.

Wen Zheyan remained calm, and said to Yan Xingzhou, "Let's talk."

"What do I have to talk about with you?"

"Talk about... your world?" Wen Zheyan said.

Yan Xingzhou was taken aback.

He finally stopped, tilted his head slightly, and looked Wen Zheyan up and down: "Oh? You know a lot. Could it be you too?"

Wen Zheyan took a deep breath, his brain spinning rapidly.

At the beginning, the master said that there is only one outsider in a world.

What the master knows, Yan Xingzhou may not know, Wen Zheyan must not admit that he is an outsider, but his situation is indeed special, I don't know how to explain it, and there are so many irrelevant people around...

Looking at Yan Xingzhou in front of him, Wen Zheyan realized that he didn't think so much at all.

Life is at stake.

I can only tell everything and delay the time until the police come.

Wen Zheyan was heartbroken, and said truthfully, "No, I just know that you are an outsider."

"Since you're not, who did you know about it?" Yan Xingzhou narrowed his eyes.

"I met a master before, and he told me."

"...Master? Then what else did he say?"

When discussing this topic, Yan Xingzhou did not do anything anymore, but sat on the sofa beside him very naturally, looking at Wen Zheyan with great interest.

——His state is completely different from when he was 'Yan Xingzhou'.

Wen Zheyan could tell that this Yan Xingzhou had a bad personality.

It was also difficult for him to be as patient as before.

"What, what's going on..." Cai Xuanpeng couldn't help asking, but was pulled by Kang Rong.

Wen Zheyan really didn't have the energy to care about what the people around him thought about their conversation.

Wen Zheyan deliberated, picked out some parts that could be said, and at the same time, he completely erased Mu Qian's existence, only saying that he met the master on the main road, and the master insisted on pulling him, and said made such a call.

"I didn't believe it at the time. How could the world I live in be a book? How could you not be from here? But now seeing your performance, I understand that this may be true, because you It's completely different from us..." Wen Zheyan said.

Yan Xingzhou touched his chin.

He said to himself: "This is obviously a game world, why is there such a plot in the setting? NPCs even know that they are characters in the game... Could it be a hidden plot? Not right..."

The system has already prompted that he is about to be pulled back to the previous world, which means that he has no chance in this world.

He has heard from people who have entered the game before that as long as the system says something, it will be fulfilled, and it is best not to violate the rules in the game.

But he was too lazy to pretend.

Anyway, it's just a 'preferably not'.

"However, I'm running out of time." He stood up.

Wen Zheyan looked at the person in front of him vigilantly: "Yan Xingzhou, don't come here..."

"Ah, you're still calling that name. Now that you know so much, I'll tell you the truth." The person in front of him suddenly smiled and said word by word, "I really look like that person It's an outsider. My name is not Yan Xingzhou, but Cui Xuetian."

"warn--"

Cui Xuetian didn't pay attention to the crazy alarm sound in his head.

Anyway, since he killed Qin Yu, the alarm has never stopped.

At first, he was worried that he would leave this world without finding Wen Zheyan, but now it seems that this siren is only used to scare children.

"Cui Xuetian..."

When Wen Zheyan heard the name, he couldn't help but pronounce it.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his brain.

Wen Zheyan was trembling all over, he couldn't hold on, he couldn't stand in place at all.

Yan Rong's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly reached out to support Wen Zheyan.

"Yanyan, are you okay?"

Wen Dahai held the stool in his hand, and when everyone was distracted and even Cui Xuetian was attracted, he yelled and threw it at Cui Xuetian viciously!

"Boom———"

The expected sound and picture of the stool hitting Cui Xuetian did not appear.

Instead, a burst of severe tinnitus filled Wen Zheyan's brain.

Wen Zheyan felt something burning on his body, and with trembling hands, he took out the amulet given to him by the master in his pocket.

——The talisman emitted faint blue flames, and Wen Zheyan's hand grasped it. Although there was pain, it was still within the tolerable range. Immediately afterwards, Wen Zheyan seemed to be pulled out, and suddenly appeared in the in an unfamiliar environment.

Wen Zheyan was stunned.

Everyone around him disappeared.

Only Wen Zheyan was left around.

It was quiet.

There was no sound at all, and there was a vast blank space in front of him. He didn't even know whether he was stepping on the ground or floating in the air.

"...Is anyone there?" Wen Zheyan called out.

There is no echo.

Wen Zheyan's voice seemed to be sucked away by something.

Just when he was suspicious, a door slowly appeared in front of Wen Zheyan.

Wen Zheyan paused, pushed the door open and entered.

Behind the door is a tower.

As soon as Wen Zheyan got his sight, he was already standing at the door of the tower.He looked behind him, only to see the boundless darkness.Wen Zheyan stepped into the tower, and suddenly heard the sound of flapping wings above his head. He hurriedly looked up, only to see a snow-white afterimage.

……what?

Even Wen Zheyan was a little scared.

At this moment, a slightly old voice sounded: "Welcome to the author's world." Immediately afterwards, a pigeon landed on top of Wen Zheyan's head, making a 'coo coo coo' sound.

Wen Zheyan: "... who are you?"

"I am one of the authors in a thousand worlds."

"Where are you?"

"On top of your head. Coo coo coo."

Wen Zheyan was shocked.

It was the pigeon on his head!

The pigeon has spoken!

Wen Zheyan subconsciously reached out and slapped the pigeon away.

"You do not believe?"

The pigeon landed on the ground, and right in front of Wen Zheyan, it turned into an old man who looked very old.The old man looked at Wen Zheyan with a smile, "We haven't had any guests here for a long time. Come with me."

Wen Zheyan pursed her lips and followed.

In this tower, there are all kinds of books. Wen Zheyan's fingers brushed over the neatly arranged books around them, even with the same cover color.

... Is everything he is going through now real or illusory?

The master once said that the world he lives in is real to him.

So what he is experiencing now is also real?

"Isn't it spectacular?" The old man said with a chuckle, "This is only a part of it, and there is still a large part that has not been created yet."

Wen Zheyan didn't say anything.

In this environment, Wen Zheyan even wondered if he was crazy.

His mind was in a mess, although he had listened to the old man's words, but when they were put together, he felt that he couldn't understand them at all.

The spiral staircase goes up slowly.

Halfway through the walk, the old man reached out and pulled out a book: "Look."

Wen Zheyan looked intently, his eyes widening.

——The old man was holding the same book that Wen Zheyan had read in his previous life!

The book that Yan Rong would fall in love with Yan Xingzhou, but Yan Feng stepped in, and in the end the little angel Yan Xingzhou and Yan Feng were together, and Yan Rong died alone alone!

How come here?

Wen Zheyan couldn't help reaching out to touch it, but the old man didn't dodge or hide, and Wen Zheyan touched it directly.

"Sorry, I'm a little impatient... May I watch?" Wen Zheyan looked at the old man.

The old man smiled: "It's okay, look, it was originally prepared for you. Every novel here is written by the author, and every world is equivalent to the creation of the author. You can come here, explain You have awakened, and there is nothing to look at."

Wen Zheyan opened the book.

This book is no different from the ones he has read before.

The old man took out another book.

Wen Zheyan flipped through it.

He said in surprise, "This—"

The book in his hand is the real life of Wen Zheyan now!

At the beginning, Wen Zheyan died in another world. When he came here, he knew that he had traveled to the book and claimed to be Yan Rong's father fan. He wanted to bring Yan Rong and Yan Xingzhou together...

He looked at the row of books in front of the old man.

There is a whole row, all extending out, on the other side of the protagonist column, there are Wen Zheyan's familiar names.

——His own, Yan Rong's, Yan Feng's, Yan Xingzhou's, Ning Yanqing's, Cai Xuanpeng's, Kang Rong's...

The old man said, "Surprised, aren't you?"

"...Yes, I was really surprised." Wen Zheyan said hoarsely.

"You can understand all of this as a parallel world. When you make different choices and events in one thing, then the future world may develop completely different developments because of your choice, and then here , it becomes a whole new book.”

The old man said, "For example, in the book you read before, you disappeared because you died on the day you had a fever."

Wen Zheyan: "..."

...It turned out to be like this.

Wen Zheyan turned his head to look.

Countless books stay quietly in the right place, and every time you open a book, it is a person's life.

These……

All are small worlds?

This truth had a great impact on Wen Zheyan.

——He knew earlier that the world he was in was a book, but he never thought that one day, he would come to such a place.

And knowing it and seeing it with your own eyes is a little different.

"Then why am I here...?"

Wen Zheyan looked at the surrounding environment for a while, then turned his head, and asked hesitantly.

The old man smiled and said: "An awakened person is bad enough. We don't want so many people who know the 'world of books' to appear in the place where you are, so we need to erase some memories. You can stay here for a while Time, waiting for the plot to be corrected. Please rest assured that when you appear here, your book will also be suspended."

"If you feel bored, you can read all the books here."