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Chapter five hundred and seventy third martial arts novels come out

At noon that day, Zhao Lu set out from the National Master Mansion of Handan to deliver food to Lu Yan and Nong Yu who were in the fields. Along the way, he met many women carrying bamboo baskets, and many holding children.

She looked at this scene and thought of the days in Qin State again.

It's the spring plowing season again. Before going to war last year, Senior Li Mu said he would eat new rice next time. Unexpectedly, he returned to Qin State, but I went to Handan again. I don't know how Chen Ping's child was like in the past few months...

Just as she was thinking about it, the low wooden shed had already appeared in her eyes, she suddenly stopped and thought about it.

"Chen Ping admires Lu Yan the most. I can ask my sister to ask him to write a message to send it, and by the way, I will also send a letter to Senior Li Mu."

Zhao Lu bent his eyebrows, his lips and teeth showed a natural smile, and he accelerated his pace towards the wooden shed.

She came to Nongyu, took out the lunch box and handed it over, and whispered: "Sister, can you please help me?"

"Hmm? What?" Nong Yu looked at her with a little confusion.

"I want to ask the adults to write a message to Chen Ping."

Nong Yu looked at the sincerity flashing in her clear eyes, looked back at Lu Yan quietly, and Zhan Yan smiled: "Is he scary? Why don't you tell her by yourself?"

"Uh~" Zhao Lu didn't know how to express it, and she was choked for a moment.

Although Lu Yan sent someone to kidnap her from Mr. Zhao, he never paid attention to her since he threw her to Nong Yu.

Zhao Lu was really scared to ask her to take the initiative to find Lu Yan.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Nongyu shook her head helplessly, "Okay, this is a trivial matter, I'll tell him for you."

"Thank you sister."

"Husband, let's have a meal first." Nongyu put the lunch box on the table and said while serving the rice, "Zhao Lu just came to ask me to write a message to Boy Chen Ping. That child is very talented and has always regarded you as his life goal."

"Ahem~" Lu Yan immediately threw the thing on his hand, turned his head and asked, "Who are you talking about, Chen Ping?"

"Well, a child named Chen Ping. Their family moved from Wei State, and their family should have had a good family background. The head of the family was his brother, Uncle Chen, who sold the Wei State's property before he settled in Qin State."

Chen Ping!

One of the most important founding heroes of the Han Dynasty, assisted Liu Bang in establishing a country, experienced the dictatorship of Lu Zhi, quelled the rebellion of Lu, and died in the reign of Emperor Wen of Han.

Is this Chen Ping that Chen Ping?

Lu Yan was shocked.

Regardless of whether it is Chen Ping or not, of course, you have to help with such small things, and the left and right are just a matter of writing a sentence.

He thought about it and said that the message that suits the young man's nature must be sufficient. So he wrote down twenty-four words, and signed the name and printed the seal of the national teacher.

After blowing the ink marks, Lu Yan suddenly asked, "By the way, what is the progress of Zhao Lu's world's number one dance now?"

Nong Yu stared at him with a strange look on his face, "You are still thinking about it, what exactly are you going to do?"

Lu Yan secretly glanced at Zhao Lu over there, leaned closer to her and said, "That's right, I have a plan. At the end of this year,..."

Nong Yu listened with his ears, and his eyes lit up after a while, "This is a good idea! Don't worry, I will never let you down, husband."

Zhao Lu looked at the people everywhere, feeling uneasy, noticing that the couple there were staring at her and whispering at the same time.

...

In Xianyang City, the lonely novelist Shi Kuang walked on the street, touched the money in his pocket, and lowered his head decadently.

"It's really abominable. Why should the editor in the Central Academy call back my novel? If this continues, I can't even afford to buy ink and paper...ahhhh~"

Just as he was holding his head and mourning, he suddenly found that the crowds on the street were surging.

“What’s the situation?”

"The Central Academy has published a new book~ Come and see it~"

"The new work of the National Normal University Master is low in price and guaranteed quality. Don't miss it~"

Shi Kuang jumped up instantly, his hair stood upside down, "Lu Yan's new work!" Then he shouted and rushed back to the Central Academy with the crowd.

After all, he had martial arts skills and successfully squeezed to the front of the crowd. Without saying a word, he paid for a copy, "Zhenyue God Sword Li Mu Chuan?"

"If you buy it, go back and don't block it!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Shi Kuang jumped out of the crowd with a book and flipped two pages casually, "Martial arts novel, this story is purely fiction, please do not substitute it into the truth. Li Mu, Zhen Yue Jian, do you say that he is fiction?!"

He sneered, looked around, found a tea shop and walked over.

"Man, have tea."

"Here, guest."

"Lu Yan, you actually write novels. Let me see what you have written."

Shi Kuang sat down with peace of mind and started reading the book carefully. As a result, he couldn't control himself when he saw it and completely forgot about the passage of time.

The young ranger Li Mu has an excellent background, handsome appearance, outstanding martial arts, and plunged into the world of the northern world with a beautiful longing for the "hero".

He challenged martial arts masters all the way, and did not be arrogant when he won, and did not be discouraged when he defeated, and his martial arts gradually improved; he punished evil and promoted good, and his heroic reputation gradually spread.

He challenged the number one swordsman of Zhao State in the name of a hero, Lu Goujian, but unfortunately he missed a move and was defeated by Lu Goujian.

Although Lu Goujian won, he believed that Li Mu's future was far above him. Because he held a three-foot long sword in his hand and his swordsmanship was the best in the world, he had already achieved the ultimate of a "hero", but he was still unable to save the people.

Lu Goujian taught Li Mu what he learned throughout his life, and then continued to hide in the market and be his butcher.

The three-foot sword in your hand cannot save the people.

The hero who is the best swordsman in Zhao State was so lonely. Li Mu felt that his dream of being a hero was shattered. So he returned home in a daze, obeyed the arrangements at home, got married and had children, and lived a stable life.

Until one day, the Hu people in the north launched a large-scale attack, burning, killing, looting and doing all the evil, which harmed the northern part of Zhao State and killed countless compatriots. The Zhao army responded to the disadvantages, which made the situation even worse.

Zhenyue Sword was born out of nowhere, and Li Mu was no longer the young ranger who held the swordsmanship, but a soldier who was entrusted to his lives by the people of the north.

"The earth collapses and mountains destroys the heroes and die, and the sky is used to conquer the Yue and the country are determined! With me, Li Mu, one day, I will not let a Zhao people fall down in front of me."

Li Mu was recommended by the horse lord Zhao She and the Pingyuan lord Zhao Sheng to become a general in the northern part of Zhao State, defeating the Hu people, and fulfilling his promise. And for the rest of his life, he stationed in the frontiers and allowed this promise to continue.

Only the legend of Zhenyue Sword is left in the world, but no one has seen its sword light again. Because it has been inserted into the border of Zhao forever.

"The greatest hero is to serve the country and the people. Good! It's very well written!"

After reading the eight words that ended, Shi Kuang praised him with unfulfilled satisfaction, but was interrupted by a loud noise beside him.

"What a f*ck!"

The guy slapped the table and stared at him viciously and said, "You guy, you have been sitting all afternoon and asked for a glass of water! Are you immoral?!"

"Don't be angry first, I'm just fascinated by reading books, haha." Shi Kuang comforted him kindly, and then prepared to give him a few more money, but he found out that he had no money in his pocket!

His eyes immediately opened wide, and his mind began to think of ideas.

"Well, man, please call your shopkeeper out. I have some business to talk to him."

The guy was too lazy to take care of him and said sarcastically: "Hey~ Do you still want to complain to the shopkeeper? You are like this, you don't have money and pretend to be careless. I've seen you too much. Please give it money quickly and go wherever you like."

"Tsk~ I have a short-sighted understanding." Shi Kuang immediately lifted the hem of his clothes, jumped onto the tea table, and pointed at the rest of the tea guests.

"Dear guests, I am a novelist in the lower school, and I am a member of the various schools of thought. Please sit down and drink tea and keep your ears straight.

The Central Academy published a novel today, which was written by the National Master. Let me tell you my last lecture."

"Hey~ You guy, come down, I'll call you again!" The guy wanted to stop him, but unfortunately he, an ordinary person, could not touch Shi Kuang's slightest.

Shi Kuang is worthy of being a novelist. He has excellent voice conditions. He is very ups and downs when telling a story, which is fascinating. The youth in the story is full of passion, vicissitudes of life, long love for children, and iron horses... everything is fully expressed.

The whole tea shop was stunned. There were batches of people coming from outside, surrounding the small shop three circles inside and three circles outside.

The shopkeeper stared at Shi Kuang's eyes and his hands were lit up, rubbing them back and forth, constantly calculating how to keep this person.

Of course, Shi Kuang could not stay in this tea shop, he had a bigger dream.

Lu Yan's book will surely be very popular and will usher in the era of novels in the world.

If I, a novelist, can't ride the wind in one day, just wipe my neck!

Well, let me study this book carefully, why does it make me so addicted to reading it?
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