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Chapter 629

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Last night, Gao Mou drank half a cup of wine and went to write his story. Therefore, he was the one who drank the least among the group. Moreover, his alcohol tolerance was pretty good, so he woke up earlier.

After waking up, he took the draft of the script and started to look for Song Shuhang.

He couldn't wait to let Song Shuhang read this' interesting 'script.

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At this time, Song Shuhang and Yu Jiaojiao, who had assumed the appearance of his mother, were on the balcony of the villa, talking about the things he needed to pay attention to when transcending the tribulation.

Song Shuhang had already reached the Second Stage Seventh Dantian, the Dragon Head Dantian Realm, and was very close to transcending the tribulation. At this time, he had to learn more about transcending the tribulation.

At this time, he had a feeling in his heart … cultivation was the same as going to school.

Cultivation was the same as going to school. It was a time to enrich one's knowledge and improve one's strength.

Then, transcending the tribulation of each realm was a test of the 'high school entrance exam' or 'college entrance exam'. In order to transcend the tribulation, cultivators had to practice hard and prepare for it.

At this time, he had the same feeling as when he was about to take the 'college entrance exam'.

Yu Jiaojiao told Song Shuhang about what happened and what she experienced when she transcended the Second Stage Heavenly Movement Realm.

"However, you can only use my experience as a reference. I'm a hybrid between a flood dragon and a beautiful fish, and the heavenly tribulation is different from yours. Moreover, my father was on my side and prepared a lot of things for me to transcend the tribulation. In short, you should ask the senior human cultivators of the Nine Provinces Number One Group as much as you can to understand more. Also, you have to pay special attention to what you human cultivators need to prepare when transcending the tribulation, "Yu Jiaojiao said.

"Thank you, Jiaojiao," Song Shuhang said.

What did human cultivators need to prepare to transcend the tribulation?

After Senior White came out, he could ask Senior White. If Senior White didn't come out after a long time, he could ask Beihe Sanren and the other seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

Transcending the tribulation was very nerve-wracking.

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While he was deep in thought, he heard footsteps behind him.

Shuhang and Yu Jiaojiao stopped talking about transcending the tribulation and turned to look.

Then, the two of them saw Gao Mou walking over with a thick stack of paper in his hands.

"Shuhang, so you're here. Oh, Miss Jiaojiao is also here. That's great. "Gao Mou smiled and went to the balcony. He pulled out a chair and lay down.

"Old Gao, are you looking for me?" Song Shuhang looked at Gao Mou with a smile. He had already heard from Yu Jiaojiao that Gao Mou had gone to write fifty thousand words after getting drunk yesterday.

Now, whenever he thought of Gao Mou's drunken stupor, still desperately typing on the computer, he felt that it was very funny.

Of course, he also felt sorry for his friend. After all, he wrote fifty thousand words after getting drunk … Therefore, Shuhang felt sorry for Gao Mou for three seconds.

"I've finished writing the beginning of the script. Let me show you." Gao Mou poured himself a cup of tea and handed the manuscript to Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang took the manuscript and was very surprised. F * ck, not only did Gao Mou write fifty thousand words yesterday, but he also sorted out the beginning of the script and printed it out?

Yesterday's Gao Mou had definitely turned into Super Gao Mou!

After admiring Gao Mou and feeling sorry for him for three seconds, Shuhang started to look at the script.

Yu Jiaojiao also came over and looked at the script with him.

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The background of the story was a parallel world.

Then, the setting was that Earth was suddenly attacked by an extremely powerful 'mysterious force'. Under the attack of this powerful mysterious force, humans on Earth suffered heavy losses and entered the doomsday era.

At this time, another mysterious force appeared on Earth. It was the second mysterious force that had been protecting humans and preventing them from being destroyed.

The mysterious force that protected humans was the legendary Immortal Cultivators. They were extremely powerful. The strong ones among them could move mountains and seas, and they could ride on clouds and mist.

In order to resist the attack of the hostile mysterious force, the Immortal Cultivators united and began to recruit disciples. From the previous state of 'seclusion', they walked in front of the people and took on the role of the world's guardian.

"As expected of Gao Mou. This ingenious worldview is at your fingertips." Song Shuhang praised.

"Of course," Gao Mou took a sip of tea and said proudly. He was looking forward to Shuhang's expression when he saw the following plot.

Song Shuhang continued to read.

The story unfolded.

The main character was a disciple of a medium-sized sect in the Immortal Cultivator Force. According to Song Shuhang's requirements, the main character had to be handsome and had an outstanding temperament.

"Not bad, not bad," Song Shuhang nodded. Venerable White would definitely be satisfied with such a character.

However, as he continued to read, Song Shuhang's expression became strange.

The first scene of the plot officially unfolded. It started with a 'martial arts competition' within the sect.

It was a martial arts competition between the main character and a Senior Martial Brother named 'Gao Sheng'.

Then, the handsome main character was beaten up by this Senior Martial Brother named 'Gao Sheng' in various ways.

They competed in saber techniques, sword techniques, fist techniques, leg techniques, and all sorts of other competitions. But the main character couldn't beat Senior Martial Brother Gao Sheng in any of them.

In Song Shuhang's mind, the scene of Senior White, who was as handsome as a fairy, being beaten up by a Senior Martial Brother named 'Gao Sheng' appeared.

Song Shuhang rubbed his temples. The mental energy between his eyebrows was activated. The pain of a big hammer hitting his head came — — but this pain was incomparable to the pain he felt when he read the script.

"Gao Mou, can I ask a question?" Song Shuhang said.

"Ask away." Gao Mou proudly shook his legs.

Song Shuhang asked: "This Senior Martial Brother named 'Gao Sheng', who will play the role?"

"You already know the answer. Of course, I'll play the handsome one," Gao Mou said proudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Song Shuhang's gaze changed.

The way Song Shuhang looked at him was full of 'pity', and there was a hint of great mercy in his eyes.

Gao Mou didn't know if it was an illusion, but he actually saw a golden light spreading around Song Shuhang, just like a Buddha. The golden light of merit spread everywhere, full of great mercy and mercy.

"Don't look at me like that. Let me tell you, even if you don't agree, I'll force this role on you, unless you don't want my script!" Gao Mou said firmly.

Song Shuhang nodded: "Don't worry, I won't object to this role. Really, I won't object at all. "

After saying that, Song Shuhang reached out and patted Gao Mou's shoulder lightly, sighing faintly.

Then he secretly transmitted his voice to Yu Jiaojiao: "Jiaojiao, how much is a cemetery at the bottom of the sea? I think I should consider buying a cemetery for my close friend. "

Yu Jiaojiao looked confused: "?"

"Because the main character of this script is Venerable White." Song Shuhang sighed.

Yu Jiaojiao suddenly understood!

"Why are you two flirting with each other?!" Gao Mou said: "If you have something to say, just say it."

"Nothing, really nothing. Let's continue reading the script. "Song Shuhang laughed.

Of course … he was actually just joking. Senior White wasn't that narrow-minded. Senior White would definitely be able to accept this kind of plot, it was just an act.





Song Shuhang continued reading Gao Mou's script.

Speaking of which, 'Senior Brother Gao Sheng' kept provoking the main character, wanting to compete with the main character with eighteen kinds of weapons — swords, spears, sticks, and sticks — this scene felt a little familiar.

Suddenly, Song Shuhang recalled a scene.

"Little White, where did you go just now? I thought you were lost."

"Little White, let's practice fist (sword, saber, stick, spear), okay?"

"Little White, watch out for sword (fist, saber, stick, spear)!"

"Little White, again!"

"Hey, Little White, let's stop here for today. I'll come and play with you tomorrow! "

The dubbing was a string of horse bells …

F * ck!

The vast desert and the young man in green riding a white horse!

At this thought, Song Shuhang looked at Gao Mou with a strange gaze. He felt that his close friend had unintentionally courted death.

Should he really use this script?

If he used it, Gao Mou wouldn't be the only unlucky one!

If he gave this script to Senior White, would Senior White feel that Song Shuhang was implying something through the script?

If that happened, his close friend Gao Mou would unintentionally court death and he, Song Shuhang, would have to take the blame!

'Forget it, let's put this script aside for now. Let's finish the rest of the plot first.'

After rubbing his temples, Song Shuhang took a deep breath and continued to watch the plot.

In the plot, after the main character was tortured by Senior Brother Gao Sheng, a beautiful senior sister would appear to treat his wounds and apply medicine for him.

This setting was not bad. When this senior sister appeared, she gave off a gentle and domineering visual impression. Not bad.

However, right after that, the plot took a turn for the worse.

Senior sister was suddenly getting married … but the groom was not the main character?

Fortunately, the senior sister and the main character made a promise. 'On the day of my wedding, come and find me. As long as you come, I'll give up everything and go through the wedding ceremony with you. '

According to the plot, the main character would explode and cause a scene at his senior sister's wedding, then go through the wedding ceremony with her, right?

However, Gao Mou did not play according to the plot.

On the way to the location of his senior sister's wedding, the main character was attacked by a 'mysterious hostile force' and lost consciousness for several days, missing the wedding.

When he woke up, his senior sister had already become someone else's dual cultivation partner …

Then, Gao Moumou described the main character's heart-wrenching regret when he lost his senior sister, as well as the sorrow of Mount Lu flowing in reverse.

Was it really good to court death like this?

Song Shuhang raised his head and looked at Gao Mou once more.

"This part was created by Daoist Priest Horizon. It's pretty good, isn't it?" Gao Mou said with a smile. Then, he pointed at a corner of the script that had been specially marked with the words' Material provided by Daoist Priest Horizon '.

Song Shuhang felt his head aching again.

As expected, letting Daoist Priest Horizon enter the villa was a big mistake!

Dammit, if Venerable White has a problem with this plot, I'll immediately sell Daoist Priest Horizon out! Song Shuhang thought to himself.

Song Shuhang kept reading.

After the main character lost his senior sister, he drowned his sorrows in alcohol for a period of time. Then … he met the second woman he deeply loved.

It was a very beautiful girl who liked to read books. She liked to accompany the main character in the bookstore and read books. She liked to freeload books, watch the sunset with the main character, and eat chicken legs.

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