C1003 The Tourist Trap

"Little brother, follow me. This way." The young man led Qing Feng toward an alley.

The alley was wide and wide. Qing Feng and this person turned left and right and came to an inn.

When Qingfeng saw the place, he felt that the young man was quite enthusiastic.

The young man led Qingfeng into the inn. There was a manager inside the inn who was planning something. When he saw the young man leading Qingfeng over, he revealed a smile on his face.

"Yo, waiter, you're here. You even brought guests with you." The innkeeper walked over with a smile. The mustache on his face was even shaking, making him look extremely funny.

"Third Master Wang, of course. If the waiter says that he will bring customers to you, then he will bring them to you." The young man called waiter said with a smile.

Then, he led Qing Feng over. Qing Feng didn't doubt him and directly walked to the front of the manager.

"Dear customer, may I ask if you need anything?" Manager Wang asked Qingfeng politely.

Qing Feng glanced around the inn and found that it seemed to be a little old, but it was still quite clean. He did not ask too much from it, just to have a foothold for the time being. He would stay here for a while before he had the chance to look for Zi Lan.

Just as Qing Feng was about to speak, a righteous aura suddenly descended from the sky. The moment this aura appeared, the entire Heavenly Star City froze.

Accompanying this righteous aura was a man with a ponytail. This person is indeed the author.

Today, the author had a stroke again. I want to abuse the main character, so I directly entered the novel.

"Qingfeng, get the hell out here!" I shouted out loud in the air, causing the entire Heavenly Star City to tremble.

Qing Feng heard the voice and shivered. He didn't know who it was, but when he heard it, he felt a great fear brewing in his heart, as if something like this had happened before.

Qing Feng carefully walked out of the inn and happened to see a person descending from the sky.

"Who are you?" Qing Feng asked in confusion. When he saw this person descending from the sky, he felt that he was a cultivator.

'However, how could I possibly be a cultivator? I am the creator of the whole book. In this book, I am a god. Everything that I say is the law. '

"I am your dad." I directly said to Qing Feng. I knew that Qing Feng was the Lee Zhuohua who had lost his memory. Previously, I killed Lee Zhuohua, but after that, I revived him, and then erased his memories. The world had also been restored to its original state by me.

I'm here because I'm in a bad mood and I want to kill the protagonist again.

"How come you are scolding me?" Qing Feng didn't expect that the man in front of him would scold him. He felt a bit dissatisfied.

"So what if I curse you? I am your father. Why can't I accept it? If you don't accept it, you can hit me." I provoked Qing Feng directly.

"You're really too arrogant. Don't think that you can bully me just because you're a cultivator." Qing Feng was angered by my words and rushed forward to beat me up.

Seeing this, I sneered. I reached out and grabbed him, lifting him up from the ground.

Qing Feng's feet kept moving around and his eyes were filled with fear. He couldn't think of anyone who would do this to him.

And I also felt that it would be too boring to kill him, so I just recovered his memory.

Once Lee Zhuohua's memories were restored, the aura on his body slowly rose, all the way to the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm.

Lee Zhuohua found out about his current situation, he wanted to break free from the shackles, but no matter what he did, he wouldn't be able to break free from my hands.

You must be joking. If you break free from me, how am I supposed to continue living?

I sneered and said.

"Little bastard, do you still remember me?" I asked directly.

When Lee Zhuohua heard my question, he was stunned for a moment before he started searching through his memories, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember who I was.

Seeing him in a daze, I remembered the matter of erasing his memories and directly recovered that part of his memories.

"Now you remember who I am, right?" I looked at Li Zhuohua with a cold smile.

Lee Zhuohua's eyes were immediately filled with fear. He remembered that he was killed by me when he was on Earth. He didn't know how he was resurrected, but he knew that I was the master of the world and beyond all existence, so he was filled with fear.

"My wife isn't here today. Nobody can save you, and of course I won't kill you so easily. I'll kill you and bring you back to life, and then I'll kill you when I'm in a bad mood." I said directly to the main character.

The reason I came to the book was to vent my anger.

"You can't..." Lee Zhuohua only had time to say this sentence.

I strangled him to death with a single palm strike. When I saw that Lee Zhuohua was dead, I felt a wave of relief in my heart, but when I thought about how he was dead, my book was about to come to an end. However, I hadn't had enough of being at the scene yet. How could I let him die so easily?

"Humph." I snorted coldly and revived Lee Zhuohua.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Lee Zhuohua was extremely afraid after reviving, and he couldn't understand what I was trying to do.

"How do you know what I want to do? I was just annoyed and came here to mess with you. Don't worry, I was already satisfied after killing you once. I will leave now." After saying that, I let go of Lee Zhuohua, sealed his memories, and then let out Qing Feng's consciousness.

After sending him back to the inn, everything just now returned to normal.

I looked with a smile at the world I had created in words, and I felt, well, I had written here without money, and I didn't even have a reader, well, what the hell had been supporting me for so long, and in fact I was beginning to hate the book - and the protagonist - but all I wanted to do was finish it.

I want to finish it even if no one looks at it.

I went straight out of the world, back to the computer, and pushed up my glasses. I looked bitterly at the time and saw it was twelve o'clock, but I hadn't finished yet.

After I left, everything in the world went back to normal. It was as if nothing had happened at all.

Qing Feng looked at the innkeeper and the young man, and thought that all he needed was a small room. As for the food, he still had some dried wolf meat, which he could eat for a while because he didn't have much money.

"Shop owner, I just want a smaller room. As for food, I don't want it." Qing Feng told the restaurant owner.