NOVEL NEXT Chapter 32
Chapter 32 What is the protagonist? (Ask for support, fourth more).
Don’t stop, I beg you, don’t stop, please, let him sigh, really, the protagonist has a chance, you don’t give it a chance.
Ye Aotian said, “I’ve never been afraid of Chen Fan, I don’t understand why you’re afraid of this waste rich second generation.” ”
What am I afraid he will do?
You have a disease in your head.
Ling Yu Yan angry do not fight a place, please, big brother, to be clear, people are long-term villains, if he dies, how do you act?
When the novel is over, everyone has to finish playing.
Ling Yuyan had different ideas about knowing the world of fiction.
Jin Lan was going with the flow, and Lin Qingyue was reversing.
Ling Yuyan, on the other hand, is curious, or more looking forward to seeing her own story, but she also cares about her family.
She didn’t want to, because the world was ruined, putting her family in danger.
Chen Fan is a crosser, knows all the plots, and people want to kill you for minutes.
There must be a reason why you didn’t kill you, and don’t be silly.
“Thank you today, thank you for pointing me out and making me better again.”
Ling Yuyan blackened his face and wanted to die.
I obviously hid from it, but I still met it.
In fact, when she came here at night, Ling Yuyan didn’t think much about it at all, just wanted to see who the undercover personnel around Chen Fan really were.
To put it bluntly, it is Nyima who is addicted to chasing dramas.
Curious about the story that happened next.
Then met Ye Aotian.
Ling Yuyan didn’t feel very good.
Sure enough, it happened.
Li Long’s home, stealing things himself, Ye Aotian.
It all fits, and the main thing is that this guy has actually improved, which is outrageous.
By the way, in the darkness, is everything arranged?
“Whatever you like, how you love, it has nothing to do with me, goodbye. 、”
After speaking, Ling Yuyan opened the window and fled directly.
At this moment, Ye Aotian looked at the sleeping Chen Fan and took a knife and measured it in front of Chen Fan’s neck.
“Wait, let you die, too cheap you, in the future, I must get Lin Qingyue, let you cry and kneel, watch me hug Lin Qingyue scene.”
I beg you, hurry.
You fucking don’t ink, I beg you, hurry up and chase the heroine, really.
Ye Aotian also turned over the window and left.
Chen Fan sighed, helplessly got up, sat up, and covered the bamboo leaf Qing beside him with a quilt.
Came downstairs, looked at Li Wenqiang, who was already dead, and walked back from the new.
Take out your phone.
[You play really a lot, Ling Yuyan, you have a pit in your head, right?] The male protagonist wants to take revenge on me, what kind of strength do you have to make? 】
[But in the end, it is the protagonist, look at this opportunity, and even with the help of Ling Yuyan, I have improved my strength.] 】
[What is the son of destiny, yes, bamboo leaf green is really beautiful, this woman, now can not move, is not I can … Hey hey hey. 】
[Poor Li Wenqiang, or killed, I don’t know if Li Long will fry the pan.”
After writing the last diary, Chen Fan went directly to rest, tomorrow, he still has the disaster of imprisonment.
Have a good rest.
Late at night, many people opened their diaries and looked at the messages.
I couldn’t help but fall into contemplation.
Sure enough, Ling Yuyan and Ye Aotian met, but Ye Aotian broke through, what is going on?
What the hell is going on at night?
Curious, fuck, if only there was a live broadcast.
“Sure enough, I didn’t read it wrong, Chen Fan, this guy, is not a good person, didn’t he still touch ZhuYeqing?” In other words, this vengeful woman’s mind is really fierce. ”
Lin Qingyue felt that he could not do what Zhu Yeqing did.
Jinlan read the news, then closed the diary and went to rest.
There is no role of their own, but there is a new person, quite interesting, unexpectedly, there are many heroines.
The next morning, Chen Fan took the lead in getting up.
After a while, I will act, or I will receive today’s reward first.
[On July 11, the weather was light and rainy, and the mood was very good.] 】
[Today I’m going to the detention center, I’m going to the detention center, I’m so excited, so excited.] 】
[How am I going to perform for a while?] Panicky? Surprised, or ignorant? 】
[Alas, I don’t know, what level of strength does Ye Aotian have, is it five pins or four pins?] You protagonist, how to upgrade a little faster. 】
[The plot is not crooked, so happy, really worried, Ling Yuyan directly killed Ye Aotian.] 】
[However, after all, it is Ling Yuyan, and it is normal to like Ye Aotian, which is understandable.] 】
[I entered the detention center myself, then when the time comes, the protagonist can go to Lin Qingyue to ask for credit, wow, hahahahaha, the male protagonist is like this to you, you are from it.] 】
[How romantic, for you to kill people, harm people.] 】
“Hahaha, hahahahahaha 】
[Wait, Li Long is dead, he is about to start acting, so uncomfortable, he is about to enter the life of a full-time villain.] 】
[Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully uploading the diary.] 】
[Ding, congratulations to the host for getting the reward, Rayfa.] 】
Chen Fan looked at the weak current on the tip of his finger, helplessly wanting to die, damn, this system gave him more and more power.
Leifa, also called attributes, this is to reach a certain level, can be used.
Under the basic product, there is no drama.
However, the martial arts of the novel world are weakened after all, and it is impossible for the protagonist to raise his hand and do something.
At best, when fighting, you can paralyze the other party.
For the master, the short-term paralysis is enough to do a lot of things.
However, Chen Fan’s golden finger has a drawback, that is, it will unconsciously trigger the lightning effect.
To put it bluntly, it belongs to the passive, these are not controlled by Chen Fan.
However, Chen Fan didn’t think there was anything to this thing, wasn’t it that the eldest brother had some electricity on him? It’s a fart thing.
After writing a diary, Chen Fan adjusted his breathing.
Began to roar desperately.
“Ah… Killed, killed, killed. ”
Upstairs, Bamboo Leaf Qing, rubbing her head, she wanted to cry.
Last night’s events, she saw it clearly.
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