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Even she has never experienced this kind of thing.
However, there is one thing she is sure of, that is, she must get out of this world, and there must not be a trace of doubt, otherwise, she will be addicted here.
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When dawn broke, the morning light broke through the clouds and fog and filtered in through the car window.
Maomao opened his eyes, opened the car door, and stretched his body on the mountain with excellent air.
Last night, she slept in the car.
After a while, she drove to the company.
As soon as she walked in, Chen Doudou looked at her in surprise: "Boss, are you a mix of pajamas style and street style today? It seems pretty good!"
It has to be said that Maomao looks good in anything she wears. The clothes she mixed and matched when she left in a hurry last night were actually misunderstood.
Maomao looked at Chen Doudou and went to the studio without explaining.
Song Ci ran over to her again, "Sister Maomao, can I apply to see Jiu Yebai?"
Song Ci is really too depressed. Jiu Yebai is a very busy man now. Even if it is a personal phone call, nine times out of ten he cannot get through.
Song Ci found it very difficult to find Jiu Yebai, so he had no choice but to look for Maomao.
Maomao asked him: "Why are you looking for Jiu Yebai?"
Song Ci: "I promise, this is definitely a serious matter. Feifan Entertainment's intranet needs to be upgraded, and I want Jiu Yebai to do it."
"Can't you do it yourself?"
Song Ci paused for a moment, "Sister Maomao, can't you ask a different question? Men can't say no Isn't Jiu Yebai better at this? Just contact him for me."
Maomao didn¡¯t talk nonsense to him and agreed directly, ¡°Yeah.¡±
Song Ci was a little excited, "Sister Maomao, you are so talkative today!"
After a while, Song Ci left.
Maomao closed her eyes and let the makeup artist apply makeup to her.
It¡¯s not that she has become easier to talk to today, but that she knows that everything she does now is meaningless.
It¡¯s like a game world, everyone here is an NPC, and she is the only player!
Why should she worry about the plot anymore?
However, what is different from the game world is that the NPCs here are just like real ones.
She cannot explode or lose her temper, otherwise these NPCs will think she is crazy.
Just like last night, she tried to expose Ajin, but Ajin thought she wanted to abandon him.
Since this world is false, then there must be a point of truth that is connected with the real world.
At this point, it¡¯s either her or another person!
And she wants to find this person!
People are flashing through her mind all the time
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In the evening, Maomao still went to the mountain from yesterday because she really didn¡¯t want to see anyone. None of them could shake Maomao¡¯s understanding of the world.
She planned to take a rest in the life space, but unexpectedly, someone was waiting for her on the mountain.
Mu Jin leaned on the motorcycle. He seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
Maomao¡¯s car lights hit him, and his slender figure was reflected clearly.
In the light and shadow, the fine dust is clearly distinguishable.
Mu Jin came over.
He stood outside Maomao¡¯s car door and knocked on the car window.
When the car window was lowered, Mu Jin said softly, as if coaxing a child, "You spent the night here yesterday, and you are still here today? You are torturing me."
Maomao looked at him and said, "Ajin, you speak so nicely."
Mu Jin: "Come back with me. I can talk to you all the time."
Maomao smiled, "If it's enough for me to use Ajin's voice, then I can make do with "Angel Wings"."
"What are you suspecting? There is obviously something wrong with you. If you have any questions about Haiyan, I can tell you in detail."
Maomao shook his head, "I don't want to listen. Telling stories or something is a bit annoying."
Mu Jin slightly rubbed his eyebrows, "Do you want me to tie you back?"
Maomao suddenly opened the car door and walked out, "Come on then, Ajin, we have never quarreled or fought. Let's try today to see who is stronger."
At this moment, a huge black barrier enveloped this area!bsp; One of them, at this moment, disappeared in an instant!
Maomao knows that the magnetic field is the world she just went to. Because the core of the world is Song Sifan, she appeared after Song Sifan died.
However, there are still two worlds, and Ajin should be in one of them!
Can he lock Song Sifan
This question only flashed through her mind, and then she thought for sure, it must be possible!
At this moment, a person suddenly rushed out from another super magnetic field!
As soon as that person appeared, he was almost torn to pieces by Haiyan!
Just when he was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe, a hand suddenly grabbed him! A barrier appeared around them, covering them like a protective shield.
Maomao looked at the super magnetic field and it disappeared.
And Lan Yan breathed rapidly for a long time, as if he had been thrown into a blender just now. The horrible pain and the despair of dying took him a long time to come back to his senses.
"I'm not dead after all." Lan Yan exhaled, exhausted.
Maomao looked at him: "You actually came out of that world."
Lan Yan looked at Maomao, surprised! Because they are now standing in the eye of the sea! And it¡¯s still hanging!
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"You are a god!" Lan Yan blurted out, this is simply inhuman!
"No." Maomao said displeasedly, "Maomao is not a god!"
Lan Yan: "Then you are more powerful than the gods As expected, all of you are not mortals."
Lan Yan really experienced a big storm today, and suddenly he could accept everything, and his heart was calm.
And Maomao asked again: "Why were you able to come out of that world? Did you kill Song Sifan?"
Lan Yan: "That world just now? Song Sifan? Isn't that the master of Piaomen? Why should I kill him?"
Maomao frowned.
And Lan Yan added: "I didn't kill him. I came out of the bugs in that world. That was a painting I drew. Of course I know where the bugs are." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel .com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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