Chapter 210 The Sword Immortal Who Loves to Write Storybooks
Yun Muchen said: "Zhu Mingming!"
Zhou Jin said: "This name is a bit special. It has no sharpness and no dick. It seems like an ordinary person who is indifferent. Do the strong like to disguise like this?"
"Hehe, maybe."
Yun Muchen shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "Let's go back to Xuanji Gate first. Lord Immortal Lord didn't come, I guess there is something more important."
When Mrs. Wenqu heard that with a wave of her star sleeves, a BMW car that was as majestic as a mountain and as gorgeous as a galaxy appeared.
She smiled and said, "This is a space carriage, the speed is comparable to that of a saint. I'm giving it to you, get on the car quickly."
"I am worthy of being the master of the domain. This is a move!"
Yun Muchen gave a thumbs up, and he suddenly approached Mrs. Wenqu, blinked and asked, "Madam, I have a presumptuous question, um... forgive me for being abrupt, why are you called Mrs. Wenqu? Whose wife are you?
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"My husband is a sword cultivator. He died 70,000 years ago on the road to pursuing the supreme martial arts."
Mrs. Wenqu said calmly.
A faint sadness was unconsciously stained in her eyes.
Zhou Jin immediately pulled Yun Muchen away, "Okay, stop talking, let's get in the car!"
"Master, I'll go back in a few days!"
Changying was the first to climb the magnificent and shining tall carriage. She was fluttering in white, smiling at the corner of her mouth, and waved her hand.
Mrs. Wen Qu smiled and said, "Little guy, don't miss the appointment."
Changying squinted his eyes and smiled, focusing his head.
Zhou Jin, Yun Muchen, and Zhou Zhulu got on the car one after another.
Mrs. Wen Qu whispered to Li Chou again: "Tianxuan Jun, Xie Feng is the benefactor of the Lord, Kaiyang Jun, Tianshu Jun. Without him, the three of us might still be trapped in the lower realm.
"There is no busy thing in the Seven Star Domain at present. Please stay at Xuanji Sect for the time being. If someone challenges you, you don't need to report it and solve it yourself. If something happens, I will take care of you."
Li Chou nodded and said, "I understand!"
"Old bug, hurry up, I'll wait for you!"
On the space carriage, Zhou Zhulu lifted the curtain, urged loudly, and smiled happily.
Because of his devil, Zhou Zhulu has a irritable personality and is relatively taciturn. He likes to think quietly and practice quietly alone.
Most of the time, his face is solid and has no expression. Although his aura is strong, his presence is weak because he is very annoying to others to disturb him.
At Xuanji Sect, he had no close friends and talked more with Zhou Jin because of the same clan and vein.
It’s not that others are bad, it’s that he is too cold! It’s too autistic!
But now!
He is very happy!
Happy from the bottom of your heart!
He met his former close friend, the old bug. What is commendable is that the old bug has not changed!
He is still the good brother he knows who has a violent temper and starts killing him at a disagreement, but has feelings and righteousness!
Upon hearing this, Li Xiwan bowed to Mrs. Wenqu, turned around and jumped into the carriage!
"Go away, go back to Xuanji Gate!"
Yun Muchen shouted loudly, and the carriage flew away in the sky, disappearing in the sky, leaving only a shallow cloud trace.
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The second sequence.
In the southernmost part of this vast land, there is a sky, with towering buildings and bright colors, as hot as its name.
Chi Tomorrow!
There is only one force in this heavenly realm, Sun and Moon Palace!
The Sun and Moon Palace is vast and vast, with cities like giant swords standing in a row, towering into the clouds and majestic, giving people a thrilling shock.
Sun and Moon Palace, Flame Palace.
A man leaned on a recliner. He was wearing a silver-red dress, black hair was as beautiful as ink, and a handsome and solemn face.
His eyes were slightly closed, and his right hand rubbed his temples, looking like he was thinking deeply.
A maid in blue behind her was holding a fruit plate, and used a silver mark to tie a piece of peach meat filled with energy, and gently delivered it to the man's mouth.
He is the fifth lord of the Sun and Moon Palace, Zhu Mingming!
Zhu Mingming opened his mouth, bit off the peach meat, squinted his eyes, and chewed it enjoyably.
"Prince Lord!"
Suddenly, a figure in white came hurriedly, the woman's face was pretty, and her eyebrows were filled with joy.
Zhu Mingming opened one of his eyes: "Xiaobai? Why are you so happy?"
The maid in white raised a book in her hand: "Your words are sold out again!"
Bo.
Zhu Mingming opened his other eye, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and sat up straight.
He smiled and said, "Xiaobai, Xiaolan, have you read this story book by this Palace Master?"
Both maids shook their heads.
Xiaobai said: "We are new here. Without your permission, I dare not read it privately."
Zhu Mingming raised his lips: "Now, let's see!"
Xiaobai and Xiaolan looked at each other.
Three days ago, they were transferred to the Flame Palace to do things for Zhu Mingming. It is rumored that the fifth palace master was unrestrained and free, and he liked to create scripts the most, and the scripts were quite famous.
After they came to the Flame Palace, they found that the rumors were true! The fifth palace master was very friendly and never treated his servants. He was only obsessed with creation every day, and it was also easy to be his maid.
The yellow narration of "Waiting for Light" in Xiaobai's hand is named "Hidden", which is Zhu Mingming's pen name. If he showed his real name, he might have caused a sensation in the entire First Heaven.
This book tells the story of the protagonist lying on firewood and tasting gall, revealing the villain's shocking conspiracy.
Xiaobai and the others watched attentively, and Zhu Mingming paid attention to their reactions.
Although he is also a very experienced old author, he still feels a strange sense of shame/sham when he is read by someone...
After a while.
Zhu Mingming coughed lightly and asked the two girls: "How is it?"
Xiaobai nodded: "Very good!"
Xiaolan nodded: "Very good!"
Zhu Mingming continued to ask: "Do you have any other opinions or suggestions?"
Xiaobai wanted to speak but stopped. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but say: "Uh...you don't want to have romantic affairs in every chapter..."
"cough."
Zhu Mingming clenched his fist, put it to his mouth, and coughed again.
He smiled and said, "This is a waste of youth, a waste of youth, a waste of middle age, a waste of old age!"
noob:"……"
Xiaolan: "…"
Zhu Mingming lay back on the lounge chair again, and he raised his feet and started a new round of thinking:
"I have another idea, and I want to write a story about the ascension counterattack. This is a bit niche. The name of the palace master has been thought of, and it is called "Thunder: The Cultivation of the Tongtian"! How do you feel?"
After saying that, he smiled and looked at the maid.
Xiaolan nodded: "The name is very domineering and special. With the blessing of your pen power of the Palace Master, you will definitely be popular!"
Zhu Mingming frowned again: "The ascensioners written by predecessors are mostly inspirational articles that are constantly improving themselves. This is a cliché. The Lord of the Palace wants to write a different, peerless, invincible genius of his peers!"
Xiaobai said: "The Palace Master, there are ready-made materials!"
"Let's talk about it."
"You have been busy creating recently, and you don't know what's going on outside. A genius who made a big splash appeared at this year's Ten Thousand Immortals Conference!
"He was originally an ascensioner, who came from the tenth sequence of the Great Wilderness Heaven, but he surpassed the three major forces at the conference and won the championship in one fell swoop. Palace Master, isn't this the protagonist you want?!"