"Go ahead and find out how to play with the copy."Ma Feifei finally made up his mind, got up from the bed, put on his shoes, and stopped in front of the transmission wall that was hit out by the system, first touched the space ring in his hand, and took out the nine dragon bone sword from the inside.

This sword is the most powerful weapon in Ma Feifei's hand so far, according to the previous dragon spirit, this Kowloon sword is the instrument of the nine-pin god, is the author who created the dragon continent left, only this one.

“Ding!Whether to enter the host's exclusive copy.”The system prompts to sound up.

“Determined!”

“Hm on~”

There was a black, elliptical black hole on the wall, just enough to pass through.

Ma Feifei looked at the black hole and lifted his legs into it.

“Brush”

The eyes were black, the ears were silent, and I did not know how long it had been, and the light began to appear in the eyes of Ma Feifei, and the birds and insects could be heard.

Slowly, Ma Feifei heard the words, and the "creak" sound when the car was moving forward.

“Hm on~”

There was a crack in the space, and Ma Feifei fell out of it, just in a pit.

“Cut up.”

“Cut up.”

The sound of the board car pushing seemed unusually harsh in the middle of the night, and the board was pulled by a middle-aged man dressed in gray coarse cloth, and at the rear of the board car, there was a young teenager who was quite green, and the pairs of smart eyes kept staring at the board.

On the board was a young man his age, pale, closed, expressionless, with blood cut in the corner of his mouth, wearing the same gray coarse cloth as they were, but the blood had soaked in his clothes, and it was clear that he was dead.

"Father, he is poor."The young man behind the board car couldn’t help but whisper.

“Cut up.”

The middle-aged man who pushed the board heard a sudden speech, was silent for a moment, and said, "You are right, he is indeed pitiful and very sorry."

“Father, the Lord killed him, didn’t he?”The young man bit his lip and continued to ask.

“Shut up!”The middle-aged man scolded, looked at him nervously, and found that there was no one around, so he relaxed and turned his head to glance at the young man.

"I'm sorry, Father."The young man bowed his head and confessed his mistake.

The middle-aged man looked at his children, then moved his eyes to the boy lying on the board, sighed, and turned silently.

“The Lord?Is he the Lord of the House of Lords?”Ma Feifei climbed up carefully from the pit, wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked at the father and son who were slowly making it to his side.

“Cut up.”

“Cut up.”

The rolling pressure on the potholes and potholes on the soil, the middle-aged man pulled the board car step by step and staggered forward.

The young man followed behind him, half-wayless, and soon they crossed the horse and came to a flat wasteland.

In this wasteland, there are countless small mountain bags, and each small mountain bag represents the loss of a life.

“Burn it here.”The middle-aged man chose a place that thought he was better, and there were no small mountain bags around ten meters.

“All right.”The young man replied, walking to the side of the board to pick up the boy lying on it, but was stopped by the middle-aged man.

"Your hands are for books, not for carrying corpses."The middle-aged man looked at his son and encouraged him.

“Hey hey!”The young man touched the back of his head in embarrassment and said, “Father, the child will only turn sixteen next year!”And maybe it will be possible to detect that the child has no heart of the book, will not disappoint the father?"

“Oh, hey!”The middle-aged man smiled, patted his son's head, and confidently said, "Don't worry, you will have the heart of the book, and the level will not be low."

“Really?”The young man looked at his father in surprise and asked.

If you can really detect the heart of the book, then it means that he can become a bookmaker, which is the most noble occupation on the mainland of the book.

He will never have to be a writer again!

“You will have children.”The middle-aged man replied to a certain word, and picked up the young man lying on it and laid him on the ground.

“Father, give it!”The young man grabbed the shovel next to the board and handed it to the middle-aged man.

“Hmm.”The middle-aged man took the spade and began to dig a hole, preparing to bury the dead boy.

The young man stood by and looked at his father, and looked at the dead boy on the ground.

The moon is like water, dark and cold.

“Hold on~”

A wind blew, and the green boy's cold hands were wrapped around, and he trembling under his body.

“Father, if the heart of the book the child is also ‘eternal heart’, it will not end like him.”

“Oh, yeah!”

The middle-aged man inserted a shovel into the soil, heard the words of the young man, and then staggered, and did not know how to answer him.

“What do you think of the bastard?”"Eternal heart" is a disaster for thousands of years, how can you have such a blessing, hurry to help, the next midnight, tomorrow have to get up early to work."The middle-aged man laughed and scolded, but there was not much smile on his face, because his back was on the green boy, so the young man did not see the expression on his father's face.

“All right!”The young man cheerfully hardened, picked up the shovel on the board and began to help.

A quarter of an hour later, the soil was filled, and the middle-aged man pushed the boarder and the young man left.

In the light of the moon, their shadows are long and long...

Ma Feifei slowly climbed out of the pit, looked at the father and son who had gone far, looked at the small pit that had just been filled, touched his chin, and whispered, “Is this the battle book continent?”

Ma Feifei also did not think that the system even gave him such a complete, the host exclusive copy on the Dou book continent, no wonder the system said before in the copy can get everything about the author.

But the battle book continent is still very strange and dangerous for Ma Feifei, because the strength of the practitioners on the battle book continent is much higher than that of the dragon continent, even if Ma Feifei is now stepping into the realm of the fairy, in the book continent may be a bottom-up existence.

“Son of the system, can I go back at any time?”Ma Feifei suddenly remembered one thing and ran to her mind to ask about the system.

“The host can transmit the dragon continent through the system at any time.”The system is very sure to answer.

After Ma Feifei listened, his heart was relieved, as long as he could return to the Dragon Continent at any time, the danger was much less.

Exiting the system, Ma Feifei was ready to leave this ghost place first, and he had not raised his legs, and his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled and looked at one place.