Fantasy game evolution

The young man's painter is quite good, his inspiration is constantly erupting, his attitude is serious and he can endure hardships, he can lead a group of teams to draw three chapters in one week, and a dozen episodes are published in one year!

Later, the comics got on the right track and became the most popular comics in the celestial dynasty. They even swept through the major well-known comics like a tornado, setting records that were difficult to break...

When all of this stabilized, the young man remembered another favorite of his previous expertise, became a game producer, and set up a game company with some funds from his old friends.

Although the expression does not seem to improve, in just one year, he has been on the same level as the dumb donkey and the famous company A, and even created his favorite game series like his idols: Demon Hunter series, Persona The various sequels of the series are facts.

This time, although it seems to be playing, the young man has achieved great success again. His value has skyrocketed again, and his reputation is getting higher and higher. He is on an equal footing with major game companies and continuously cooperates...

Nowadays, the twenty-five-year-old young man can be called the great god of the comics and game world, the ghost of the ghosts-I have to admit, this is the most perfect achievement for the young man who originally planned to be an otaku?

After thinking about his own efforts and the talent he suddenly got, the young man shook his head with a laugh. He didn't know when, he had already driven the bridal car, shuttled through the streets, and arrived at the villa where his fiancee was. There, he asked about the wedding date. Relatives and friends are also waiting lively...

"Xiaoyan, you came at the right time, go in, my girl is in the room waiting for you to pick her up..."

The father-in-law has a childlike face with a sturdy body, and a pair of piercing eyes, as if he could understand all the human affections in the world.

"Okay... Father-in-law, I will go in now..."

"Haha, Xiaoyan, are you still so born? You should have followed my girl to call me Dad."

"Uh, father, I will be as filial to you as my son..."

"Go in. From now on, even if my daughter is sold to you, hehe, your child must take good care of her, otherwise, even if this old bone of mine is in the coffin, it will jump out to embarrass you."

Amidst the joking of the father-in-law, the young man entered the villa with high spirits, but the closer he was to his fiancee’s room, the more fierce the young man’s heart beat, and he had an unprecedented sense of tension!

Finally...Is it this far?Although, it's not her.

Young people who had never dared to think about marriage before, and all kinds of emotions such as excitement, self-deprecating, and disappointment poured out in their hearts, and then turned the door in front of them.

——Crack.

The young man twisted the doorknob and pushed in...

But in the elegant room full of joy, there is a famous woman in a wedding dress sitting there...

He knew that it was waiting for his lover——

"I'm here, from today, you are my bride..."

The young man stepped forward and called out softly, expecting the big beauty in a pure white princess wedding dress to turn around.

"The other side—"

"Sure enough, this ending?" At this moment, Ling Yan finally couldn't help but looked at himself, who was already embracing him, feeling unexpectedly something wrong.

how to say?Although it was unexpected, the feeling after the guess became a reality does feel very painful——

In particular, it was not Tiara himself who saw this kind of thing, but his eldest wife.

"Well, it's not bad." Reimu analyzed what was completely off-topic with a serious expression: "It seems that the stronger the space, the better the clones in your original world will return home."

Well, is this considered my own obscenity?Anyway, the new pit is also a P4G template~

Ask for collection and ticket~

Chapter 204 The post-death front is a good place

"It always feels like you made a mistake."

"Anyway, it's really on my side. Do I care what a clone does?" Facing Ling Yan's embarrassed expression of complaints, Reimeng said indifferently, "Besides, it seems that it's not just as simple as hers?"

"Uh-" Ling Yan, who probably understood the meaning of the old wife's words, showed a completely unaware expression, and asked seriously: "I think this guy should not dare to open the harem~"

"Hmm~ Isn't that correct?" She said so, and then looked at the other side in the wedding dress, and muttered a little disappointed: "I really think I haven't worn the wedding dress, whether it is Western or Chinese. of."

"——!" Ling Yan didn't know what to say for a moment when he heard Reimeng's words.

Yes, although it is embarrassing to say it, he does owe Reimu a wedding. Although she doesn’t ask for it directly because of her personality, there are some things that women in any era and world will want-- Such as weddings and wedding dresses.

Right now, seeing the so-called cloner tie herself to one of her [enemies], and that [enemy] is also wearing a so-called wedding dress. You said that she was not unhappy. It was purely a lie. In a sense!

"Or, taking advantage of the rare opportunity, let's try this time?" Ling Yan directly hugged her and asked softly.

I have to admit that it is weird and awkward to say such things at this time-as if you are lying, but if you don't say anything at this time, does it seem unexpectedly ruthless?

However, even though Ling Yan did this, Ling Meng did not show the plot of the routine and immediately took Ling Yan to take wedding photos. Instead, he gently pushed him away and looked at him with a puzzled expression. , Said gently: "Don't you go and see her first?"

"She, now is the time when people need to care most."

"..." Hearing what Reimeng said, Ling Yan hesitated for a while, and finally said, "Go ahead and settle everything I owe you."

"Isn't that something that can be solved at any time?" Reimeng sighed and poked Lingyan's face directly: "Don't forget, as you said, if you don't solve the problem, neither will I It's better-isn't it?"

"..." It was all for the sake of it. Ling Yan didn't continue to say anything else. He just looked at Reimeng and said in a low tone: "I'll be back soon."

Ling Meng smiled and kissed Ling Yan's face for a while, maintaining that gentle smile: "Come back early."

It was like watching her husband who was going to work. After watching Ling Yan disappear, she whispered, "Actually, it really doesn't matter."

"The lost part is not an important part in itself."

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Changing his clothes into a normal windbreaker, Ling Yan came to the hospital. After a familiar and somewhat unfamiliar hospital-style inquiry, Ling Yan came to the ward where the person he was looking for was located.

He opened the door, and a strong smell of medicine filled his nose. There was no light in the room, and the light was very poor. Only near the glass window did the faint light of the street lamp shine through. On that narrow hospital bed, there was a deja vu Ling Yan's petite body was lying there, and the weak breathing made Ling Yan feel that he could clearly hear his rapid heartbeat.

--Snapped.

He gently pressed the switch of the fluorescent lamp, and the woman's long eyelashes immediately jumped slightly, and her brows were also twisted, but her eyes were not opened.

"Miss nurse, isn't the water finished today?" She said softly, her voice a little hoarse.

Her face was very pale, no trace of blood could be seen, and a silver necklace hung on her white neck, and the sling fell on the bed sheet along the pillow.

Ling Yan, I walked silently to the bed and replaced the flowers in the vase that had been dry for some time. At the same time, I found her medical record on the counter.

Turning the first page, he confirmed that it was not a serious illness, but he was relieved after being overworked.

But he dared not go to the next page, nor did he dare anyway.

"Xiaoyan, is that you?"

At the moment he put down the medical record, Xiao Yu's weak cry came from behind. Although Ling Yan was facing her back, she recognized him from behind!

Ling Yan turned around slowly, but the familiar pair of black eyes were greeted by the familiar, absent-minded, heartache because the glory of the past no longer existed.