"The son is accompanied by flowers and loses his beauty, and the handsome thief walks on the moon and leaves the fragrance. ”

In just a few hundred words, it outlines an extremely ethereal, artistic, beautiful, and intelligent ...... Such a theft!

Shocking!

The old man was so excited that he even became a little short of breath, as if he couldn't wait, to turn the next page.

As I said earlier, in this world, there is no blame for the thief Yasen Robin, Chu Liuxiang's writing has become original, and this kind of wind god is even more amazing!

When the old man came out of the shock, it was an hour later.

In this hour, Lao Song was forced to find someone to send another magazine, and he and Bao Zhongtian had already read it no less than three times!

Shocking, really shocking, whether it's the text, or this character!

"Well, you always think that this is a must!"

Bao Zhongtian's expression was very proud, and his movements were a little floating. That's what he does when he sees something he likes. But it's really rare to be able to make him excited to make such a work.

"This "Fragrance in the Sea of Blood", compared to the seven weapons, although it is a little different, but the conception of this one is wonderful, and no one in the contemporary era can come out of it, no wonder, no wonder!"

The old man sighed.

"The son is accompanied by flowers and loses his beauty, and the handsome thief walks on the moon and leaves the fragrance. Not to mention the neatness of the battle, the picturesque artistic conception alone is already refreshing. Bao Zhongtian also sighed.

"Compared with the wonderful passage at the beginning, Wen Jun has a white jade beauty, carved with wonderful hands, extremely graceful, and I can't help but yearn for it. Tonight, when I step on the moon to get it, Jun Su Yada will not make me go back and forth in vain. It's not just a lot. Although I can't smell the fragrance of tulips, I can feel the chic and casual between the lines.

The old man of Shanhe also sighed.

……

It is a delicate three-masted ship, with clean white sails, a long and narrow hull, and a solid and smooth wood, giving people a sense of stability, speed, and magnificence.

It's early summer, the sun is shining, the sea is blue, the seagulls glide lightly between the masts, life is colorful, full of youthful joy.

Three have their own characteristics, or sweet, or cold, or virtuous beauties accompanied, some of them are good at cooking, can cook good dishes, some are well-read and memorized, and they know the masters and martial arts of all sects and factions in the world well, and remember their deeds and experiences very clearly. Some are proficient in the medical skills of rejuvenation and the ability to disguise, and they are also good at preparing highly toxic poisons that break people's liver and intestines.

Especially important, these three are rare beauties in the world.

But they all love Chu Liuxiang alone.

However, Chu Liuxiang has friends all over the world, confidants are also all over the world, and there are countless beauties who admire him. This should be the envy of many men.

In this early winter, Chu Liuxiang was like a warm wind, sweeping into the hearts of all readers who had read it.

……

The flowers are gradually charming to the eye.

In recent times, there has been an endless stream of magazines, and various magazines have come up with various ways to attract readers.

The works of various famous artists are even more dizzying.

Naturally, this reader chose his favorite writer to see!

A little later, in the afternoon, the martial arts forum can be regarded as boiling.

"The new work of the hanging pen teacher, it is so good-looking! What I like most about the hanging pen teacher is that his works are so long in words, I don't have to worry about the shortage of words!"

"Now that there are so many things, you don't have to worry about any shortage at all. ”

"I still think Mr. Wu Shenghua's martial arts are good-looking, although they are short, they are very philosophical. The year before last, Mr. Wu also won the first place in the martial arts relay race!"

"So what, if it weren't for the restriction of short stories, then the works of our ancient city would be the most powerful!"

"That's right, this time the ancient city's "Absolute Sword" is really too domineering!"

"Men should be as domineering as the protagonist in "The Absolute Sword"!

"If you talk about this, the protagonist of Teacher Qiankun is also very domineering!"

"I'm standing in the ancient city!"

"I like Mr. Qiankun Dian!"

"Don't you think crazy teacher, this work has changed the previous style? It is said that he has been in retreat in the mountains for a long time, and I think his work has improved a lot this time, I like it very much!"

"Indeed, retreat really works, no wonder I remember the president of an association who was very fond of retreat. ”

"You're talking about the Detectives Guild!"

"Whatever! I like Gucheng Sensei!"

"I heard that there is a potential competition for martial arts this time, I don't know if there will be a ranking or something in a few days. ”

……

There is a craze on the Internet, and it is generally positive.

Therefore, at this moment, several famous people who came to the courtyard of the old man's house in Shanhe were all smiling.

Even the "madman" Lin Fengfu, who went crazy from time to time, looked very happy.

"Old Qian, you say, whose hands will the old man's calligraphy and painting fall into?"

"According to me, it must be in my hands!"

Qian Yuan, whose pen name is Qiankun, laughed loudly and said unceremoniously.

"Old Qian, you're just dreaming with your eyes open!" Lin Fengfu has always been crazy and has something to say.

"Hey, I said old madman, it's not me, you should be you!"

Qian Yuan knew that this guy had something to say, but he wasn't angry, but he couldn't help but refute it.

"Me? that's still possible, hahahaha. Lin Feng couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.

Several people next to him cast contemptuous glances.

It's a hanging pen, and he said it earnestly,

"Although we people have a level, we are afraid that we will be inserted into a lever. ”

"You mean, Ancient City?" Qian Yuan asked tentatively.

"In addition to a few of us, there are many martial arts masters in China, and there are some new books recently. Hanging pen said unhurriedly, "It's just that the level of the ancient city this time is good." ”

"This time, the ancient city has indeed improved compared to the past. ”

Qian Yuan couldn't help but comment, "Especially this protagonist is absolutely swordsman, this day of happiness and revenge is written very well." ”

"That's right, the ancient city has always liked to write about the revenge of old-fashioned orphans, but this time, he wrote a ranger, but it is refreshing, especially this character, the creation is really charming. Wu Shenghua couldn't help but praise.

"It seems that this painting is a no-show. ”

Qian Yuan couldn't help but sigh and said.

"Don't be ambitious and destroy your own prestige," Lin Feng glanced at with contempt, "We people are not bad, we don't have the power to try." ”