After marrying an officer, she was spoiled by the group

Chapter 885 What? Can’t kill?

Zheng Junhui finally came to his senses after feeling the pain.

This couldn't possibly be a dream!

It is impossible for people in dreams to feel pain. The pain just now went straight to the top of the head, it couldn't be fake.

Thinking of this, he looked at Fu Ling in horror again.

"Impossible! How did you appear in the real world? Aren't you dead?"

"What's wrong? Are you awake?"

"How did you do that?" Zheng Junhui widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Of course I have my own way, but why should I tell you? You are my enemy."

"Zheng Junhui, although your values ​​are not correct, you are not completely useless. At least you helped me find true love. I could have taught you a lesson and then let you go, but you repeatedly challenged my bottom line, which made me very unhappy! So you must pay the price for your actions."

"What do you want? Killing is against the law!" Zheng Junhui was very panicked.

In the novel, Fu Ling is not a good person. There are probably dozens, if not hundreds, of people who died at her hands. Before, it was because she could not come to the real world, so he could carry out revenge without any worries.

If I had known she had this ability, I would never have provoked her. To wrestle with the King of Hell, isn't that just asking for trouble?

"Breaking the law? Haha, that's the best joke I've ever heard." Fu Ling laughed out loud. After a while, she continued, "Zheng Junhui, have you forgotten that in the real world, Fu Ling died three years ago?"

“···” Zheng Junhui was speechless.

Yes, how could he forget about this? That is to say, even if he died, it would be impossible to put the blame on a dead person.

"You can't kill me."

"Okay, tell me. If you can give me a reason why I shouldn't kill you, I might show mercy and spare your life."

Zheng Junhui was not good at speaking, and he was extremely nervous at the moment. His mind was a mess and he couldn't think of a single word.

See this!

Fu Ling spread his hands and said regretfully, "My friend! I already gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she waved her little hand gently, and Zheng Junhui felt as if his body was hit by something heavy. He flew several meters away and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Have a safe journey. We could have kept our distance from each other, after all, we have nothing to do with each other. But you chose to go against me and commit suicide. I'm sorry, but today I have decided to take your life! I hope you will be kind in your next life."

Just as she was about to kill him, she suddenly heard an alarm. This alarm did not belong to the system and the sound was mysterious.

[Serious warning! The author is on the verge of death, and the novel world is about to collapse! ]

Fu Ling quickly stopped himself. If he had continued to hit Zheng Junhui, he would have been dead for sure.

What the hell? If the author dies, the novel world will collapse?

Regardless of whether it was true or not, Fu Ling didn't dare to take action.

She didn't dare to gamble. If the novel world was destroyed because of this bastard's death, she would become a sinner for all eternity.

It was more than just a novel; all her relatives and friends were there.

Thinking of this, she stopped taking action, but if she left this guy alone, he probably wouldn't live long.

After removing the barriers around him, Fu Ling walked towards Zheng Junhui.

At this time, Zheng Junhui was breathing in more than breathing out.

He was already on the verge of death and could die at any time.

After the barrier was lifted, the sour smell of Zheng Junhui hit his nose, and Fu Ling couldn't help but frowned.

A man who can get himself into this state is quite talented. He smells like he hasn't showered in months. Can this guy stand it? Yes, his body is covered in dirt and his clothes have long lost their original color, but he doesn't seem to feel any discomfort.

Fu Ling had a bad first impression of Zheng Junhui, so naturally he disliked everything about him.

If a person cannot be killed, then the only option is to imprison him.

She took out a pill from the space with disgust and stuffed it into his mouth. After she was done, she looked at her hands with disgust and quickly took out a wet wipe to wipe them.

After using several wet wipes, she finally let herself go.

Then he exchanged two simulation robots from the points mall: "From now on, this person will be left in the care of the two of you. It would be great if he doesn't need any care. As long as he is alive, just feed him one meal a day."

"Yes, Master!"

"Wash him thoroughly. If he doesn't pay attention to personal hygiene again, I'll beat him up. Just leave him with a breath!"

"Yes, Master!"

The main function of simulated robots is to follow orders.

One person lifted one leg and walked away.

Fu Ling was quite satisfied with this.

She couldn't kill him, so she let him go, but she felt unwilling to do so. This guy almost caught Yibao, and she had already crossed her bottom line. She could only imprison him temporarily, and she didn't know what the mysterious voice just now meant.

Will the novel collapse if the author dies? Does this happen regardless of whether the death is accidental or natural?

Not only can this guy not be killed, but we also have to pray for him to live a hundred years?

It’s true that good people don’t live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.

Fu Ling gnashed his teeth in hatred.

She must resolve the crisis of novel collapse before Zheng Junhui dies.

If there is no way to save the situation in the end, she can only take her relatives and friends out of the world of novels and find them a comfortable living environment.

After finding a solution, Fu Ling felt a little better.

Coming out of the boundary bead, the first thing that hit my nose was a foul smell. Everywhere I looked was garbage, and there was no place to even step.

No matter how strong her mental state was, her stomach churned.

By the way, I also took a big grudge against Zheng Junhui.

I looked at the computer next to me. The desk was pitch black and the keyboard was covered with dirt. There was not a single spot that was clean.

Fu Ling's face turned as black as ink, and he quickly took out a gas mask and gloves from the space and put them on.

Only then did I feel like I could breathe.

Damn! Being able to live in a house like this is considered a talent.

There was a layer of dust on the computer screen. No wonder the guy was wearing glasses. Even with glasses, it would be difficult to see the words clearly.

Helplessly, I took out a wet tissue from the space and simply wiped the display screen. Then it felt much clearer.

Fu Ling checked the content above, and when he saw Mr. Lu's name, his face suddenly darkened.

Good! Very good! She actually set her sights on her father-in-law. How bold!

At the same time, I am also extremely glad that I came here today.

She was still somewhat frightened. She had considered the people from the island and the city, but she had forgotten that she had a father-in-law in her hometown. Fortunately, she was able to get him.

If Father Lu was caught, or killed out of anger, she would never be able to forgive herself in her life.

Fu Ling erased that paragraph of text.

Then turn off the computer and pack up the host and monitor into the space.

Except for the computer, which was worth some money, everything else in the room was worthless and not worth her attention at all.