Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Chapter 1212: Knee pillow

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"Unexpectedly, I sacrificed Shiori." The hideous **** of death descended from the sky, and the black wings behind it flapped slightly.

Ye Shenyue, who was sitting on the steps, raised her head, half of her cheek hidden in the shadow, looking a little weird.

The corners of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I killed Shiori."

"Huh?" Reaper Lucky tilted his head with a puzzled expression.

"Of course it's a death note." Ye Shenyue explained in a low voice.

"That's weird, the death note can't make people kill." Lucky looked down at Ye Shenyue's eyes. Even if he squatted, he was much taller than Ye Shenyue. "The person whose name is written will die. Because of heart palsy."

"Of course, I know this, so I wrote Shiori's name on the next page." Ye Shenyue looked faintly, recalling the scene of that day.

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"You are a devil." Death God Luc leaned forward, with a grinning smile on his face.

Ye Shenyue got up and sighed deeply, her expression seemed to be relaxed, but deep in her eyes there was a touch of sadness that was extremely difficult to detect: "My beloved Shiori was killed in front of me. I asked for it to defeat Kira. Join the investigation and they will trust me because of sympathy..."

The **** of death Luce stood up and stared at Ye Shenyue's back: "Yue, you are more like the **** of death than the **** of death. Shiori really loves you, don't you love Shiori?"

"Well..." Ye Shenyue raised her eyes to look at the sky, the expression on her face has completely disappeared, and finally she did not answer Luc's question.

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?Eggs?

?

Finally finished.

Luo Chuan threw the magic phone aside and got up from the sofa.

"Do you want milk tea?" He asked Yao Ziyan when he was about to leave.

"Ah? Yes." Yao Ziyan nodded in response.

"What does it taste like?"

"Um... the same as yours, boss."

Luo Chuan nodded and came to the equipment selling milk tea.

After thinking about it, I chose the original one.

"What are you writing here?" Luo Chuan handed the milk tea to Yao Ziyan and asked casually.

"The story of ruining the messenger in the glory." Yao Ziyan put down the magic phone and answered after receiving the milk tea.

"The post on the magic phone contains the general story of the character." Luo Chuan reminded.

"Well, I know." Yao Ziyan nodded, "I feel that some places are unreasonable, and I am going to make changes."

Luo Chuan let out a cry: "Anyway, it's what you wrote, I won't interfere."

Yao Ziyan suddenly laughed when she heard this: "Hey, boss, what were you writing just now?"

"That, the story of the death note." Luo Chuan picked up the magic phone, "just finished writing, do you want to read it?"

"Yeah." Yao Ziyan nodded repeatedly.

After handing the magic phone to Yao Ziyan, Luo Chuan sat down beside him holding a cup of milk tea.

After a sip, it has a rich and mellow flavor, and cola are two types of drinks.

Having said that, what is the effect of milk tea?

Luo Chuan thought about it carefully, as if he was improving his physique.

Yao Ziyan was holding Luochuan's magic phone with a picture displayed on the screen.

The pure black notebook, although it looks ordinary, it has a vague atmosphere.

That's right, Luochuan did it himself.

With curiosity, Yao Ziyan flicked across the picture and continued browsing.

When I saw the first content, I suddenly frowned.

Why does it look so strange? It's totally different from what the boss wrote before.

With doubts in mind, continue browsing.

Luo Chuan told her the story of the death note before.

But there is a huge difference between what you hear and what you describe in specific words.

After just two glances, Yao Ziyan was quickly immersed in the story.

Luochuan opened the system light curtain.

The light blue light condensed in midair, and a light curtain appeared.

The above content has not changed much from usual.

Luo Chuan's gaze shifted downward, and soon fell on the content of the task.

Develop new products by yourself...

Hey, the system is really interesting.

I also have nothing to do all day.

For Luochuan, the functions on the magic phone can be seamlessly connected with the system light curtain.

He closed the personal information page and entered the origin live broadcast to take a look.

There is nothing good about it.

In the end, he chose the live broadcast room titled "Survival in the Forest", which he often watches.

The young man was sitting in the cave with a bonfire lit in front of him and was roasting food.

You can vaguely see the scene outside the cave, with snowflakes flying, and everything you can see is covered in silver.

The meat skewered with wooden skewers churned under the high temperature, showing an attractive brown color.

As the seasoning was sprinkled, bursts of bright flames burst into the bonfire.

It looks delicious.

Fortunately, Luochuan had just had dinner and was quite full, so I didn't feel much about it.

The barrage messages sent by viewers who are watching the live broadcast are much more interesting.

"You of the big night actually had the heart to show me this? ! ?

"I won't come here if I knew it. ?

"It looks delicious..."

"Well, it's almost there." The young man smiled and took off the skewers.

He blew it carefully, took a bite, and nodded again and again: "Yeah, it tastes good."

The number of barrage comments has increased a lot.

After watching it for a while, Luo Chuan lost interest.

Yawned and closed the live broadcast page.

"Boss, why are the front and back of the story different?" Yao Ziyan pointed to the screen of the magic phone.

The content displayed on the screen showed two completely different ways of writing.

"Well, the previous one was too troublesome to write, so I changed it later." Luo Chuan answered casually.

"Oh, it turned out to be like this." Yao Ziyan nodded.

"How does this story look?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Very good." Yao Ziyan smiled, "I look forward to what the movie that tells this story will look like."

Luochuan has never made a movie, and no one in Tianlan Continent knows about movies.

it's fine.

He has spirit crystals.

This alone is enough to solve 90% of the difficulties.

In addition, time is completely sufficient, and there is no need to worry about equipment and the like.

He doesn't believe that with such complete conditions, it will be difficult to make a movie that focuses on wit.

Luo Chuan yawned again, and he felt a little sleepy.

He simply closed his eyes and lay directly on the back of the sofa.

The consciousness gradually became blurred, and he fell asleep in a daze.

Yao Ziyan took the magic phone and was completely immersed in the story.

When she saw the last "[Easter Egg]", she still felt unfinished.

"What does this egg mean? I feel that there are still a lot of suspense in the story that I haven't explained."

Yao Ziyan whispered to himself, and quickly noticed Luo Chuan who was sleeping sideways on the sofa next to him.

She thought for a few seconds, her face was flushed close, she gently placed Luo Chuan's head on her leg, and looked down.

"It's a little different when you fall asleep..."