I am in a chat group, and all my friends are the protagonists of the Sequel

Chapter 480 The "wildness" in "Wild Vajra" is no joke.

[Shi Hao: Is it my turn?]

Shi Hao looked on curiously, thinking that the people from the group leader's world would definitely send him beast milk.

After all, everyone likes to eat animal milk.

[Ji Zheng: There aren't many stories, but they all have one thing in common.]

[Chu Feng: I know that.]

[Chu Feng: Beast Milk!]

The other group members couldn't help but smile when they saw this.

Their impression of Shi Hao from chatting with him in the group was that he really liked eating animal milk.

Shi Hao's cheeks were flushed, and he was a little shy.

But what's wrong with him eating animal milk? He just likes it.

Ji Zheng: Yes.

He remarked that everyone in the group has now learned to answer questions quickly.

However, this is only possible because everyone knows each other quite well.

[Shi Hao: What about the group leader, Brother Tang San?]

Tang San also looked on curiously.

There probably aren't many stories about his world.

Because the world combat power of everyone else in the group is much stronger than his.

Rationally speaking, coming to his world is not the best choice.

[Ji Zheng: He has a lot of stories, probably the most in the group, even more than everyone else in the group combined.]

[Tang San: Do I have a lot here?]

Tang San was surprised and didn't quite understand why this was happening.

Ye Fan and the others did not offer their congratulations at this time, but instead frowned.

Sometimes, high popularity isn't necessarily a good thing.

Because in a large forest, you'll find all kinds of birds.

[Ji Zheng: Mainly because the author who wrote your story did a lot of controversial things there.]

[Ji Zheng: And most importantly, he is rumored to be involved in the proposal to strengthen censorship of popular culture.]

Ji Zheng spread his hands.

He didn't need to say anything more.

Literary figures have always been the most skilled at verbal battles.

If you dare touch anything that I use to make money, I'll definitely get a lot of angry criticism.

In his works, this manifests as him personifying people in his books as a form of revenge.

Coupled with the subsequent breakdown of character development in his works, things are bound to turn out badly.

Tang San's face twitched slightly. He had read many history books and knew how things would unfold.

[Ji Zheng: But these are ultimately stories from another world.]

[Ji Zheng: In this time and space, at this moment, our story belongs only to us.]

[Ji Zheng: After all, I am unique among all realms, and someone once said, "In this life, I do not concern myself with the past, nor do I seek the future; I only wish to live a life of glory and vengeance, defeating heroes of all races and laughing arrogantly at the gods and demons of the six realms!"]

[Meng Qi: That's so domineering! Who said that, group admin?]

[Ji Zheng: A brief introduction to your story.]

Meng Qi: ...

So you were plagiarizing right in front of me, huh?

No wonder he found that sentence to his liking.

Meng Qi was both amused and exasperated.

[Ji Zheng: But Meng Qi, haven't you finished the Demon Tomb dungeon yet?]

It's been almost half a month now.

It shouldn't be over yet.

[Meng Qi: It's over.]

[Meng Qi: I saw Senior Brother Qi walking towards me covered in blood, and I didn't know what to say.]

Meng Qi sighed.

The Demon Emperor's legacy is not so easy to obtain.

Whether one's own position will be usurped or not remains a question in the dark.

[Ji Zheng: Don't worry, he has always been himself and will never change because of the Demon Emperor's legacy.]

Among Meng Qi's companions in the world, Qi Zhengyan is an extraordinary person. He comes from the most ordinary background, and his talent is also exceptional.

Theoretically, he couldn't keep up with Meng Qi's cultivation speed, or that of other top sect disciples.

But he not only caught up, he even became stronger, and by the end of the series, he was a powerful figure who created a technique that allowed ordinary people to ascend to heaven.

He is exceptionally talented.

Most importantly, they have a firm belief that they can pave a path for all people so that everyone can become a dragon.

He seems more like the protagonist than Meng Qi.

Meng Qi: Hmm.

Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief. Since Senior Brother Qi wouldn't be possessed because of this, he felt much more at ease.

He actually likes the atmosphere of his current team and doesn't want anything to happen to any of the team members.

[Meng Qi: I have now left the Six Paths of Reincarnation and am on my way to Liusha Village to rescue my junior brother.]

[Meng Qi: But group owner, will my master be alright?]

Meng Qi couldn't help but ask, his expression complicated. He actually really wanted to leave Shaolin.

Shaolin has too many restrictions. He wants long hair, to wear flowing white robes, and to interact with female warriors from various sects.

However, these rules do not allow for such practices at Shaolin Temple.

But he also didn't want anything to happen to his Shaolin Temple master.

[Ji Zheng: He's fine, and he even broke through to a higher level, injuring the old man who was crying.]

That's good.

Once Meng Qi felt at ease, his last bit of hesitation about leaving Shaolin Temple disappeared.

After rescuing his junior brother, he slipped away.

Then he went south to find other people, changed his appearance, and debuted as a swordsman!
[Ji Zheng: But he's not just your master, he's also your uncle.]

[Ji Zheng: Your uncle in this body.]

Meng Qi: ...Huh?

Meng Qi stopped in shock. His master was actually a relative.
No wonder his master suddenly wanted to take him as a disciple and treated him so well, giving him whatever he wanted.

They even covered for him and protected him from the punishments imposed by the Shaolin Temple rules.

Meng Qi's expression was complicated. How could he have such a deep connection with the Shaolin Temple?

Liusha Collection.

Meng Qi hurried here to inquire whether the bandit who had kidnapped his junior brother, as mentioned by the group leader, was here.

“Little monk, you look familiar.” Some bandits approached with greedy eyes.

Before leaving, the Crying Old Man faction naturally gave the order to capture Meng Qi and his junior brother.

If you can capture him, you can gain the protection of a powerful expert from the outer realms, or even receive martial arts instruction.

Very tempting.

Meng Qi glanced at it, scoffed, and knew that dealing with bandits meant first drawing your knife.

Meng Qi suddenly drew his knife, the blade flashing like flowing water, slicing across the necks of the surrounding bandits. They clutched their necks in terror, blood spurting out.

Meng Qi swung his knife, flicked away the blood, and glanced sideways at the bandits in the distance.

"Now can you tell me about my junior brother?"

The bandits in Liusha Village remained silent, whispering among themselves, their eyes filled with pity for Meng Qi, as if he were about to die.

Fighting is forbidden in Liushaji.

Meng Qi raised an eyebrow, drew his sword, and looked into the distance. There, a band of bandits was walking over with a young monk tied up, swaggering around. They made eye contact with Meng Qi.

Both sides were taken aback.

I never expected to run into this.

Yuan Mengzhi's face paled with shock, and he became serious. He waved for someone to place the knife against the neck of the young monk Zhenhui.

He planned to use hostages to force Meng Qi to surrender.

But suddenly.

The flashing of swords and the flowing of water.

Meng Qi instantly burst forward, rushing to Yuan Mengzhi's side. Using the power of the group's supernatural secret techniques, he raised his sword and slashed at the bandit leader, Yuan Mengzhi!

Yuan Mengzhi couldn't help but want to curse, "Why don't you follow the rules? You're so reckless right from the start."

Do you really think you can just eat him up with one slash?
Yuan Mengzhi sneered.

However, a strange bewitching powder seeped in, causing everyone within a radius of dozens of meters to feel dizzy, including Yuan Mengzhi, who had already opened his nine orifices.

He looked at Meng Qi in shock.

You monk actually use medicine?
Meng Qi grinned, chopped off Yuan Mengzhi's head, grabbed his sleeping junior brother, and then smashed through the crowd and ran wildly outside.

(End of this chapter)