My Future Diary Can’t Be Perfect

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The scene changed, and when he regained his senses, Xun Xi found himself standing in a great hall.

There is an incense burner in the hall.

There are three incense sticks in the furnace, and the smoke is faint. On the main seat of the hall, Xun Xi saw a middle-aged man in a black official uniform. On the table in front of the man, there is a strange long sword full of eyes, which is not made of gold and iron, but looks like flesh and blood.

in front of the man.

On the other hand, there was a young man dressed in a loose Taoist robe, with long black jade-like hair **** by a golden ring and hanging down behind his head, with an elegant and calm demeanor.

"Junfang, have you met Your Majesty?"

"Yes."

The middle-aged man was the first to speak, and the young man in the Taoist robe followed closely: "Your Majesty has confirmed my design and has decided to start the construction."

"good."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately showed an excited smile: "Your Majesty is a dragon and a phoenix, and the kingdoms of Yanzhou are nothing but scumbags in His Majesty's eyes, not to mention the mere eccentricities. The immortals of Hanging Coffin Mountain are unwilling to help His Majesty. , Your Majesty will come by himself, this is also His Majesty's spirit."

"By the way, how's ■■■■?"

Just listening to the middle-aged man's voice suddenly became messy, and even the image with his lips was blurred, and Xun Xi next to him frowned.

This is.... indescribable?

The supernatural power above the fire, the last generation and the subspecies have indescribable characteristics. Could it be that the middle-aged man mentioned a supernatural power of this level?

Immediately afterwards, the young man in the robe continued to say:

"everything's ready."

"It won't be long before I can open the inn. I have also chosen the location, right by the East China Sea. According to my calculations, this arrangement is enough to suppress ■■■■. And as time goes by, the strength It will also get stronger and stronger, and it is impossible to let it escape."

"Goodness."

The middle-aged man nodded immediately when he heard the words: "Then I'll leave this matter to you. It's just the king's house... I have a word, please don't take offense."

The young man in Taoist robe smiled slightly when he heard the words: "But it doesn't matter."

"Bullying the king is a serious crime." I saw the middle-aged man saying word by word: "I don't want to receive an imperial edict one day, asking me to kill you with my own hands."

"Uh......"

The middle-aged man's voice fell, and he glanced at the young man in Taoist robe with a slightly stiff smile, and then silently raised the teacup, the meaning of the words was obvious.

----see a visitor out.

The young man in the Taoist robe quickly left, leaving only the middle-aged man sitting alone at the tea table, his eyes slightly closed, and he fell into a brief contemplation. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "This person, Junfang, is talented and has lofty aspirations."

"And very good at the magic of strange power and chaos."

"So the picture is very big."

"Although there is no problem with the design of the inn he opened, but there are further opportunities in front of him, why would he sit idly by?"

"I can conclude that there must be something wrong with the inn."

"It's just that he's disguised very well. The inn has no flaws in its design. It can really suppress ■■■■, so no one stops him."

"Not to mention that he is now deeply trusted by His Majesty."

"When His Majesty is here, he can't make any waves. But if something happens to His Majesty, he will definitely take action, so he must be on guard."

The middle-aged man made a headless conversation, and then closed his eyes again: "I heard that there are high-ranking people in the palace, who can know people's lives and pasts, and it's easy to judge and convict. Jingwei Division belongs to. If he dies, someone will be ordered to investigate."

"Leaving this memory is just a prudent move."

"I have known Junfang for a long time and have a deep friendship. I know his length, and he also knows my depth. Therefore, if I die, it must be what he did in secret."

"Shut up!"

Xun Xi: "..."

The scene stopped abruptly here, and Xun Xi also vaguely understood that this memory was deliberately preserved by the middle-aged man before his death. And there are obviously people in the ancient Jingwei Division who can read memories like himself, and he left this memory to remind those people.

Unfortunately----

"...It's thousands of years late."

In the middle-aged man's mouth, the monarch's house, the Taoist robed young man was obviously a higher level, he anticipated this backhand in advance, and then blocked it.

If nothing else, the young man in Taoist robe...

"...Bascheng is a wandering Taoist priest."

"Is his name Junfang?"

Once you get a name, many things are easier to do. After all, this is the information age, and even ancient people can still be found as long as they have names.

Moreover, this Taoist priest is obviously not an unknown person.

In the history books, 80% of them have his name.

"Card wipe!"

Just as Xun Xi was thinking about it, the surrounding pictures suddenly cracked, as if the glass was broken. This is a sign that memory invasion is being blocked. And Xun Xi now has two choices, one is to turn around and leave, the other is to try to kill the opponent directly in memory.

Kill it if you can.

In the real world, the supernatural being incarnated by a middle-aged man would also be controlled by Xun Xi and become his puppet, which was obviously a lucrative business.

But the next second——

"just forget it."

---- Xun Xi decided to give up.

The mistakes Zhou Zhiyuan made, he will never make again. At the beginning, Zhou Zhiyuan wanted to kill him in his memory, but he was killed by him who had learned fighting. Compared with him, this middle-aged man is an ancient battlefield killer, and he is very likely not an opponent when he really fights.

If you are killed, you will be embarrassed.

"No need, let's use Nightmare City to deal with him." I saw Xun Xi took a step back, the flames exploded, and disappeared into the memory world.

In an instant, he was standing on the streets of Nightmare City.

I saw that the sky was filled with a bright red light, as if a wound had been opened by a sharp blade, and blood was constantly flowing out of it.

Xun Xi stood on the side of the street.

On the other side, there was a middle-aged man in official uniform, standing with one hand holding the sword.

This is no longer the memory world of middle-aged men, but Xun Xi's nightmare city. The fire of memory is the medium that pulls them in here.

"Welcome to your nightmare."

Xun Xi spread her arms and smiled at the middle-aged man.

Nightmare City is the strongest state only when it is paired with the Fire of Memory. Don't look at the superhuman beings who showed their might in Nightmare City, but that's because their real bodies entered Nightmare City. And if there is a match of memory fire, they can only let their consciousness enter Nightmare City.

them at that time.

Unless they have some kind of supernatural ability related to consciousness that is the same as the fire of memory, they will all change from superhumans to ordinary people.

This is Zhou Zhiyuan's strongest ultimate move, and he once relied on the capital of Yanzhou.

It's a pity that the authority of Nightmare City was snatched away by Xun Xi at the last minute, so Zhou Zhiyuan lost this trump card and finally had to settle for the next best thing.

You know, the death of the memory world and the death of the nightmare city are not the same.

If consciousness dies in its own memory world~www.wuxiamtl.com~ then itself will be replaced.

But if consciousness dies in Nightmare City, it will not die directly in reality, but will be in a state of shutdown. Like being in a vegetative state, it takes a long time to recover. It's not the worst. The most disgusting thing is in Nightmare City... But there are a group of aborigines.

The next second, on the streets of Nightmare City, one after another silhouettes appeared.

Those were the patients of Yugui Middle School. Although Xun Xi killed a large number of patients, the Yugui Middle School headed by Jing He still stayed.

Using the fire of memory as a medium to influence others is not without cost.

The price is that both Xun Xi and the middle-aged man are just ordinary people at the moment.

However, as the lord of Nightmare City, Xun Xi can manipulate the patients who actually exist in Nightmare City to attack the enemy instead of him.

In the future diary, it was written that even a middle-aged man, who finally fought with Xun Xi, only lived in the second room of Dizi.

However, Xun Xi's room is number one.

In other words, according to the rules of the inn, the current Xun Xi's strength at the level of Xinhuo can basically be concluded.

【The strongest】

"You don't need to talk about morality."

"Come on with me!"

In the world of nightmares, the middle-aged man couldn't exert any supernatural abilities, and he couldn't even bring in that weird long sword with eyes full of it. However, he has hundreds of thousands of supernatural beings that even reach the legion level as helpers. How does this lose?

Xun Xi's voice just fell.

I saw the patients of Yugui Middle School pouring out of their nests from the streets and alleys. The middle-aged man didn't have time to react, and was directly drowned in the sea of ​​people.