To be honest, this method is just a stopgap measure, just to delay some time.

By this time, it would be impossible to delay, and as Master Kongjing said, the people from these eight major sects would slaughter them, bloody slaughtering them.

By that time, it would be over.

However, now that things have come to this point, it is actually good to be able to delay some time.

At this time, Wan Yu also saw some signs. Wan Yu and Murong Chunyu had no longer held grudges against Zhao Rui.

Murong Chunyu sighed softly, sat slowly in front of the stone table, pointed to the fifth sentence in the first line and the seventh sentence in the second line, looked at Master Kong Jing and asked, "Are you saying these two sentences just now?"

Master Kongjing frowned and stared at the blank paper in front of Murong Chunyu, nodded, and said sternly: "Not bad! These are these two sentences!"

Murong Chunyu said, "Okay, okay, I'll think about it now, and change it after I think about it!"

I thought to myself: Damn you, bald donkey, die for me quickly, I'm so angry!

Murong Chunyu sighed, picked up the brush again, and quickly walked on the white paper.

After writing, Murong Chun and Hugo really changed the true scriptures.

After Murong Chunyu made the correction, he frowned and slowly turned his head, looked at Master Kong Jing and asked, "Let's take a look now, right or wrong?"

Master Kong Mirror looked at it for a while, nodded slowly and said, "It's not bad, let's continue writing for me!"

Murong Chunyu looked happy and looked at Zhao Rui standing beside her and said, "It seems that writing is indeed very happy. Why not write a book after going down the mountain? We live in the stories we created all day long, and we are very happy!"

Zhao Rui echoed and said, "Yes, yes, this is excellent. At that time, we and our husbands will find a theater casually. From morning to night, we and our husbands will all live in creation."

"After writing, those who act and sing, there are countless businesses to do!"

Murong Chunyu smiled sweetly and said, "It's not bad, so I have to do this! Then..."

Before Murong Chunyu finished speaking, Master Kongjing was so anxious that he stamped his feet repeatedly, gritted his teeth and said, "Can you write quickly!"

Murong Chunyu looked unhappy, frowned and looked at Master Kongjing with a beautiful eyebrows, and said angrily: "What are you urging me to urge me? Isn't it that girl said she won't write anymore? Just write it!"

Murong Chunyu seemed to have the same intention as Master Kongjing, and Master Kongjing had no choice but to urge Murong Chunyu to continue writing.

Zhao Rui stared at Murong Chunyu and thought to himself: Hehe! Writing a script? Fart! Writing a script is dead!

Damn, that's what a person I can't get along with. Novels and playbooks are all bullshits, and they all have a dead end!

Whoever likes to write, even if I put a knife on my neck, I will never write this dog thing.

Damn, how much evil I committed in my previous life would do this!

The more Zhao Rui thought about it, the more he became immersed in his heart.
Chapter completed!