Legend of the Great Saint

Just do it, Li Qingshan lìkè ordered people to bring ink and paper, push open the front of the dish, spread out on the table.

"You are writing!" Gu Yanying could not help but urge.

"You didn't see me thinking about it?" Li Qingshan chewed the tough flesh and looked impatient.

"But you are obviously eating."

"What about a novelist, what do you know about a woman?" Li Qingshan looked at her eyes.

"Well, I don't understand, Grandpa Lee, you jìxù." Gu Yanying únài said that he is not reliable at all times.

However, Li Qingshan saw the pen in the warmth of the Middle East, enjoying the heavy snow outside the window, looking at the famous paintings on the wall, almost smashing everything in the room, and then sitting at the table, some awkwardly holding the pen, suddenly Gu Yanying said: "What do you guys say outside, how do you train your sword?"

"I don't know." Gu Yanying lie on the couch and took the "Wu Lin secret history" in his hand. He didn't look at him.

"Not as good as us..."

"Don't go."

"I didn't say I have to go see it."

"Fast write."

"This is my novel or your novel!" Li Qingshan was angry.

"Forget it, you can't write it anyway, let's go and go!" Gu Yanying put down and smiled.

"Who said that I can't write it, I have thought about it. I will write it for you now!"

As a novelist, Li Qingshan, can be insulted by this kind of insult, lìkè struggles, writes up, the dog climbs like the font, so Gu Yanying is very funny, but look at his serious face óyàng did not say anything, Anyway, wait for him to rewrite it again.

The sound of the wind and snow whispered through the window, but it even set off the silence in the pavilion. The fire occasionally creaked.

She held nǎodài in one hand and recalled how many years had not been so idle. Maybe it has never been since the day of birth.

Not kǎolǜ the passage of time. Don't rush to do something, there is nothing to do anyway. It may be a very ordinary feeling for mortals, but it is precious for her. People who stare into the distance are naturally innocent and appreciate the scenery along the way.

I don’t know how long the gods are outside. Li Qingshan’s voice was written back to her heart. Laughter asked: "Is it finished?"

"Of course." Li Qingshan proudly picked up a piece of paper. Handed to Gu Yanying.

"Less!" Gu Yanying was amazed and felt that he had to have at least one hour.

"What do you think I am doing? Do you know what is a novel?" Li Qingshan snarled on the table.

"I'm wrong."

Gu Yanying feels that the ears are all shocked, even in the void. He is not so violent, perhaps it is really hard to write, and he can't help but admit his mistake and look down. Although the font is difficult to identify, she can still guess. The expression gradually became a little weird. In the short time after reading a sheet of paper, from Emei to funny to sneer.

Then, she broke the novel in her hand into a paper ball and threw it on the ground. She smiled and said, "I am right!"

"Gu Yanying, what do you want to do!!!"

The roar of Li Qingshan was almost heard outside, and everyone was a jump in his heart. When he killed Hou Hongtao, he was still shocked. I don’t know who could actually arouse him so angry, what would happen? The consequences, think about it is terrible.

Li Qingshan squatted on the ground, holding his own hands and smashing his anger.

Gu Yanying dangled nǎodài, seriously said: "Aoyama, this kind of thing is no one will see, even if it is mixed with martial arts cheats, people will only pick out the cheats!"

Li Qingshan's face yīzhèn changed, suddenly shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, I give up!" Back to the opposite bed, lying flat on the back, followed by a skull and a drink.

Gu Yanying stunned, and then smiled, this is the one she knows, the indomitable and tenacious Li Qingshan?

"It's still a little good! Xiaoan, where are you, I can't live without you!"

Li Qingshan recalled the good times with Xiao An in Yunxu Island. At that time, he wrote her pen, how harmonious.

Gu Yanying couldn't sit still, and got up and apologized: "Day, you don't want to be like this, I can't do it wrong? Otherwise, let's think about other bànfǎ?"

"You are wrong, you think about it!"

"Well, I think I want to." Gu Yanying took a few steps and said: "Since it is a biography of Bai Yuwang, as long as he knows more about his life experience, it will not be able to become a book. ?"

"I am tired, you can understand!" Li Qingshan turned and turned his back to Gu Yanying.

Gu Yanying turned a blind eye and called Yuan Feifei in. "Yuan, the general manager, I heard that you have been following the White King for many years?"

"Zhuang told me that Feifei is, what the general manager is really smashing the slaves." Yuan Feifei glanced nervously at the back of Li Qingshan, only then the roar almost did not scare her.

"Well, Fifi, you can listen to it, the more detailed the better."

Gu Yanying slightly decapitated, if counted by age, it is really nothing to call a Fifi.

Yuan Feifei tells us, from stuttering to eloquence, she is a mouth-to-mouth generation, and Bai Yuwang is drunk and also loves to boast of his own experiences. The story is simply how much.

Gu Yanying listened quietly, seeing Li Qingshan also quietly erected his ears, could not help but laugh.

After listening for a while, Li Qingshan suddenly sat up and turned around, looking serious.

Yuan Feifei was shocked and fell to the ground and cried: "The owner is forgiving!"

"You go on to say, who wants your life?"

"Yes Yes!"

I have been talking about it in the middle of the night, and I don’t dare to stop talking.

Gu Yanying waved his hand: "Okay, let's go back first, and the rest of the íngrì will talk."

Li Qingshan feels thoughtfully touching his chin, and sees Gu Yanying with tiredness, waving his hand to annihilate the lights: "It's not early, you can rest!"

Gu Yanying lay down, closed his eyes, pinched the feathers of Peng Peng in the palm of his hand, looking forward to that dream.

"íngrì you come to help me run the pen!" Li Qingshan suddenly said, this is the work of Xiao An.

Gu Yanying opened his eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Smiled: "Well, I am a little flattered." chén groaned for a while and couldn't help but ask: "Is there no Xiaoan?"

"Of course, no!"

"Poor Xiao An, she must envy me." Gu Yanying closed his eyes and changed into a comfortable position.

"The talents trapped here are pitiful!"

"Yeah, poor Gu Yanying."

In any case, Li Qingshan’s writing plan was finally restarted. To be continued...)

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