[As for the disobedient former protagonist, World Tree doesn't want to care. ]
[The young hunter was called upon to set out, and the one who came to pick him up was the "Fairy Godmother", a subordinate of the World Tree.]
…
"Ding!" The first bell rang outside the window.
The pumpkin carriage rushed out like a hummingbird leaping into the night sky.
Su Ming'an looked through the rose window and saw several large holes in the sky behind him, with smooth palms, golden eyes, drooping petals, and thick fog extending out.
"Looking to the north, they..." Su Mingan said.
"Now, I am 'Fairy Godmother Beiwang', and you are 'Xiandu Shuila Beiwang'." Beiwang's voice floated through the rose window.
...In a story, we must pay attention to the logic of the story. "The Witch's Ballad" is a fairy tale.
Su Mingan sneered: "Fairy Godmother, we have to speed up and don't get caught by those bad guys."
He lowered his head and clicked open the red pocket watch. The energy value had increased to [8820/], which was very impressive.
"Okay." Bei Wang, who was wearing a lily of the valley bowler hat, responded. He touched the penguin and picked up the feather pen.
…
[Under the magic wand of the fairy godmother, the beetles that flew out of the drawer automatically arranged themselves into stairs. With each step, a cornflower bloomed on the hunter's patch, and his plain clothes became gorgeous and noble.]
[He sat on a velvet chair surrounded by fireflies, and the ground where his crystal shoes stepped gave off moonlight.]
[The silver-blue light climbed up along his robe, and icy flowers bloomed around his waist.]
[“It’s 11:50 pm now.” Fairy Godmother drove the penguin: “Fairy Goddess, my beautiful witch, we have to get off the bus before the clock strikes midnight, otherwise all the beautiful magic will disappear.”]
[The hunter looked out the rose window expectantly. He was not looking forward to seeing Ijulael's beauty, but wondering what it would be like to sleep inside the World Tree.]
…
The pumpkin carriage sped away, leaving beautiful ice flowers along the way.
In Su Ming'an's vision, he saw the high dimensions behind him transformed into hideous images, Euridylora transformed into a jealous sister, the Lord of Thought and Faith transformed into an ugly sister, Laplace's demon transformed into a greedy and snobbish servant, and Kritsins transformed into a stepmother with a gloomy face...
They wanted to smash Xiandushila's carriage, tear up Xiandushila's formal clothes, and make him a servant picking beans for the rest of his life.
The charm of Luo Vasa's creation system... Su Mingan blinked.
It can allow an ordinary person in reality to discover his or her shining points in the story, take off his or her ordinary clothes, and become a unique princess and prince.
It can transform a taciturn hunter in the forest into the protagonist of a pumpkin carriage wearing lily of the valley and crystal boots.
"Swish, swish, swish!" The green vines grew wildly, dragging the legs of the stepmother, sister, younger sister, and servants. The pumpkin carriage was like a thrilling hummingbird, dodging the lethal long-range energy attacks again and again, and dancing beautifully and swiftly between the vines and fireflies.
Su Ming'an and Bei Wang cooperated with each other. One of them waved the magic wand through the window, making ice flowers bloom in front of them, while the other controlled the penguin and waved the feather pen, narrowly avoiding one difficulty after another.
At a certain moment, the pumpkin carriage failed to dodge a dazzling ray of sunlight - it was a dusty broom thrown by Yuritilola, which pierced straight into the pumpkin carriage and almost pierced Su Ming'an's heart.
"Xandushiala" jumped out of the window and rolled half a circle on the ground. "Fairy Godmother" immediately abandoned the car and quickly drew with a feather pen -
"What are you doing?" Su Mingan asked immediately.
"I have obtained many drama memory lenses... some are suitable for being put into the story... some are not suitable..." Bei Wang tried his best to speed up his speech and try to express himself clearly. This was very difficult for him, and there was even a hint of sweat on his forehead.
Su Mingan understood what he meant... Beiwang wanted to insert the drama memory lenses that were not suitable for the story, forcibly expanding the space of the story to prevent them from being caught up and killed the moment they abandoned the car.
The next moment, the surrounding scene changed.
No longer the dreamy sky, fairy-tale green vines, and beautiful pumpkin carriage.
——But it is a sacred mountain, a sacred mountain shrouded in clouds and mist.
…
[…The pumpkin carriage fell down midway.] After inserting the new drama memory lens, the logic was automatically linked, and new words kept popping up on the off-white book page:
【Xiandu Shuila and the Fairy Godmother landed on a sacred mountain. 】
[There are peach blossoms everywhere, gurgling streams, and a fairy-like atmosphere. ]
[“Fairy Godmother, what should we do? I’m afraid we won’t be able to get to the princess in time.” asked Xiandushila.]
【At this time, he saw a simple little girl. 】
…
"God!" A little girl carrying osmanthus cake ran up the hill. She had braided hair and bright eyes. She saw Su Mingan and Bei Wang and said hesitantly, "Hmm...? There are two gods?"
Su Mingan recalled that Beiwang had said at the previous meeting that he was looking for the breath of the sea angel Nagasha in a peach blossom valley. It seemed that this drama memory lens came from here.
"Let's go." Beiwang held Su Mingan in one hand and Tao'er in the other, and jumped straight down from the sacred mountain.
With the logical connection, the pumpkin carriage took shape again, carrying them to the distance, and the olive branches and leaves bloomed into crystal petals.
With a crisp sound, they rushed into the World Tree.
Inside the tree trunk, there were not the scarlet leaves that Su Mingan had seen before, which sucked people's energy. Instead, there were pairs of dancing men and women, influenced by the style of fairy tales. The crystal branches and leaves cast bright lights, and a noble girl with long pink hair and a pure white lace dress stood quietly under the light.
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