The night of the flood is silent and crazy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Countless stars in the sky illuminate the entire wilderness, each star looks much brighter and bigger than the modern one, and the roars of various demon beasts can be heard everywhere!

Han Feng sat in the simple cave mansion that he had just made, took out his mobile phone, and clicked on the Heavenly Court reader.

Although more than 3,000 years have passed, the mobile phone in Han Feng's hand is miraculously intact, and it is still exactly the same as when he first bought it.

Even the battery level is properly full, as if the passage of time is completely ineffective on this mobile phone equipped with a Heavenly Court reader.

According to Han Feng's estimate, it was probably because the spirit of the reader was hiding in his mobile phone.

Otherwise, why were the readers of those immortal families in Heavenly Court different from his? Only his reader has the ability to travel through the Three Realms, across time and space.

However, for so long, this machine spirit has never communicated with Han Feng directly, and has always relied on system text prompts, so all this is just Han Feng's guess.

Putting aside these thoughts that suddenly popped up, Han Feng casually clicked into his author's backstage.

Today, on the night spent in the flood famine, he is going to upload his fourth novel "Yang Jian-Human Growth Hates Water Changdong".

"Yang Jian-People Grow to Hate Water and Changdong", which is known as "the best textbook of office politics" because it describes a lot of darkness in human nature and conspiracy in power relations.

Similarly, this is also a book full of struggle, blood, and betrayal, which makes people can't help but feel that the second master Yang in it is not worth it.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Han Feng pressed his mobile phone, and first wrote the introduction of "Yang Jian-People Grow and Hate Water Changdong".

Introduction: Becoming an immortal means immortality, but it does not mean immortality, behind the simplicity, it is often too cruel to be true, people, ghosts, gods, it is better to be. Splitting the mountain to save the mother, the legend of pure filial piety in the Three Realms. The high-flying Baolian lamp is a symbol of the pursuit of beautiful love. But who knows what kind of bloody and intriguing road has made this legend and this symbol......

Then comes the first chapter of the text, which is a light on the mind.

Yang Jian's hand stopped when it touched the throat of agarwood. Thousands of years of fighting instinct made him seriously injured, but he still found the fatal flaw of agarwood. But so what? It's time for it to come to an end. The only one who can win is this child, although this child is still far from his expectations.

A bitter smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he watched the agarwood palm imprint on his chest. The body fell from a high altitude and fell straight into the stream, splashing a large splash. A mouthful of blood spurted out, but with the last of his strength, he stood proudly on the rocks by the stream.

Can it finally be finished? He thought wearily, the price is already too great, so let me bear all the sins alone!

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It didn't take long for Han Feng to upload the first chapter he had written.

The content of the book "Yang Jian-People Grow and Hate Water Changdong" was all memorized in his mind, so he did not pause at all when he wrote it.

After Han Feng uploaded the first chapter, he didn't care whether it passed the review or not, and directly followed the second chapter.

Xiao Lu sat on Han Feng's shoulder with a curious expression, watching Han Feng crackling and pressing a black box with bursts of white light flashing on it, and he couldn't understand what his old man was doing at all!

Because there was no text in this period, Xiao Midori couldn't understand the content above, just out of pure curiosity.

At the same time, on the Heavenly Court reader.

When Han Feng's first chapter was uploaded, it immediately passed the review of the system and appeared directly on the new book page of the reader, which can be regarded as a special treatment given by the system to Han Feng, a plagiarism god.

In particular, I just finished uploading the 3,000-word content of the first chapter, and I was put on the new book recommendation list by readers.

At this moment, it directly alarmed all the immortals on the reader, and with a hula sound, they all clicked into Han Feng's novel page.

"I'm grass, the white and black guy has a new book!"

"White and black have a new book? , after so much time, Poor Dao thought that this guy was hiding. ”

"It's been ten years, and this thing has popped up again? Xiaoxian thought that he was taken away by Master Sanqing! ”

"Sanqing is on it, I just took a look at Poor Dao, this new book of his is written by Yang Jian?"

"Holy, isn't it? Last time it was Sun Dasheng, and this time it's Erlang God, what does he want to do? You can't be trying to write all of us all over again, are you?! ”

"Huh? It's really about writing about Erlang God.,Look at this introduction.,It seems to be written in the form of an official fight.。 ”

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Just when the immortals were talking, soon, the second chapter of Han Feng came out.

In the second chapter, it is sad to be good.

The disgusted expressions of the Meishan brothers, the agarwood eyes like spewing fire, the tone of Sun Wukong's schadenfreude, and Zhu Bajie's sneering voice......

There is also the self-evident rejection and hatred of the third sister.

Everything is churning in a nightmare. Yang Jian's body trembled violently, and sweat soaked through his robe again. The whistling dog put a bowl of water to his mouth and barely fed it a few mouthfuls, but immediately, the water and blood spurted out.

"Don't die, master...... You're dead, what should I do? ”

The Howling Dog wiped the blood that was still gushing from the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but cry bitterly.

An old beggar took the bowl from the Howling Dog and sighed, "This can't be done, little brother, don't be too upset. Like him, you can only suffer a greater sin if you live......" Seeing the terrifying face of the Roaring Sky Dog, the rest of the words could only be swallowed back into his stomach, shaking his head and walking away.

Aren't you dead yet?

Hearing the words of the old beggar in a trance, Yang Jian slowly woke up from the endless drowsiness and nightmares. But as soon as his consciousness recovered slightly, the severe pain on his body made him pass out again.

"It's time for agarwood to split Huashan, right? Sub-time...... Is the time of the child almost coming? Suddenly remembering the gambling contract in Lingxiao Palace, he suddenly froze, and in an instant he forgot all the pain and discomfort.

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"This is writing agarwood to save the mother?!"

"Hehe, I saw Sun Dasheng appear, but this time it seems that Sun Dasheng is a little unkind!"

"Has Erlang Zhenjun ever been beaten and disabled like this? Why hasn't Xiaoxian heard anyone mention it? ”

"It's a novel! Do you understand the novel? How could Zhenjun be beaten like this, Daoist friends, you think too much! ”

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Looking at this new book that suddenly appeared in white and black, the immortals are full of black lines, this Nima is really unrealistic, when has Erlang Zhenjun been beaten like this?

And it's not the same thing for agarwood to save the mother! Again, the Jade Emperor is not the uncle of the true monarch!

You must know that Erlang God is a true monarch who came out of the god period, and his status in the heavenly court is only a little lower than that of Li Tianwang, and the current Jade Emperor was selected by the first Jade Emperor during the Qin Dynasty, and these two people don't know how many generations have passed! How could it be the relationship between an uncle and a nephew?

What is the white and black pit writing about? Aren't you afraid that the Jade Emperor will trouble him? Is it like this, the heel of the Black Jade Emperor?

For a while, many immortals widened their eyes, and their heads were full of black lines.

Although the current Jade Emperor is indeed a little timid, afraid of things, and has a black belly and a series of other bad problems, it is undeniable that he has also made a lot of contributions to the fairy world over the years.

Otherwise, it would not have been possible to be selected by the first Jade Emperor, let alone be recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

But Han Feng didn't care about this, he only cared if the book could earn merit coins, and everything else had nothing to do with him.

"Yang Jian-Human Growth Hates Water Changdong", Chapter 3, Zimang bursts into anger......

Chapter 4, Ming Toad is miserable......

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Chapter 14, Circulation Will Return to ......

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Chapter Twenty-Eight, Mang Xue Invites the Cup......

Han Feng finished the first and second volumes of the book in one go, and then uploaded them all to the Heavenly Court reader.

Because this "Yang Jian-People Grow and Hate Water Changdong" is the same as the previous "The Legend of Wukong", the number of words is not too much, so after writing these two volumes, the next chapters will be paid chapters.

Looking up at the outside of the cave, the time was already dawn, Han Feng tilted his head, and then stood up and closed his phone.

Paid chapters or something, he was going to save it for tonight, and now, he was going to continue to take Xiao Lu to visit the wilderness.

Walking out of the cave, Han Feng directly drove Tengyun and continued to fly west.

At this time, he didn't know that in the fairy realm of modern time and space, because of the appearance of the novel "Yang Jian-Human Growth and Hate Water Changdong", it directly made the Jade Emperor and Yang Jian's egg feel painful.

Even Agarwood, the Three Holy Mother, and the related immortals mentioned in other books were eager to delete Han Feng's newly uploaded novel immediately.

It's a pity that the novels on this reader can't even be deleted by Wenqu Xingjun now, everything is in the hands of the reader machine spirit.

As early as five years after Han Feng's original retreat, the Reader Machine Spirit took back all the relevant functions on the reader, which made Wenqu Xingjun feel a pain for a while, and finally even the editorial department of the Heavenly Court Reader was disbanded.

However, the various literary activities organized on those readers are still presided over by Wenqu Xingjun, which has not changed.

Of course, the host must not be in vain, every time he hosts a related event, Wenqu Xingjun can get a certain reward.

This reward was given to Wenqu Xingjun by the machine spirit through supreme means, imitating the appearance of the Heavenly Dao, so Wenqu Xingjun was still very hard at presiding over the relevant activities on the Heavenly Court Reader, and the Jade Emperor never asked about it.

............ (To be continued.) )