Set the image and time of the male and female protagonists.,Started to add a lot of branches around the most central goal.,Each one has a highlight.,There's an end.。 Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It took her more than an hour to set up a satisfactory text.

Although she already had the idea given by the magic pen in her mind, the words she wrote were still her own language, which was much more attractive than the content she had written before, and there was too much room for improvement in embellishment and abbreviation.

"The essay you write now is much stronger than before, but the essay you write now is more dead, and you don't have too much love and don't have the soul that the essay should have." An Xia's voice sounded in his head, and he sounded very energetic.

"My text will continue to improve, and when I progress and become a god, and enter Quirrell's annual meeting, I will be able to fulfill your wish." She muttered softly, not forgetting to continue typing on the computer.

Anxia's laughter came to her mind, lazy like a mischievous cat.

"Algae, can I have a word with you?"

"If you have anything to say directly, of course, as long as I can do it, I will never shirk if I can work hard, and if there are some things I can't do at all, I won't agree." She presses enter and goes to the next line.

On the neat page, her words have reached the bottom.,The beginning of a thousand words that have been written.,It's as natural as pouring beans on a bamboo tube.,Smooth and natural writing of the female owner's fear at that time.,Reluctant.,Even holding the male owner's plan to become the same ghost as the male owner to accompany him.。

"Of course I won't let you do that, just tell you that becoming a god is only the first step in fulfilling my last wish, and when you become a god, I will tell you what I want to achieve, and you will only be taken away by the tribes as the chosen children when you become a god." Anxia is very light, and there is a helplessness that cannot be resolved.

She could hear An Xia's helplessness, and wondered if An Xia wanted to know if it was the same as the demon on the desolate crane night, the past that Wen Quxing only knew.

What happened in that past? Except that the person who wants her magic pen is asking about the past?

I couldn't think of what kind of memory it was, so I just didn't think about it at all, closed the computer and put it on the coffee table, and curled up in a ball on the sofa.

Pull a small blanket aside at random, and tear the small blanket open to cover his body.

Chatting with An Xia in my heart, I felt for the first time that someone understood and had friends by my side, but unfortunately even if the body was curled up, the only little temperature on the body was still constantly draining.

Mo Xiaozao fell asleep in a daze, and when she woke up again, she was awakened by the sudden sound of her mobile phone, and there were three messages in a row, as if she had set an alarm clock specially set to call her.

She picked up the phone, rubbing her eyes, while looking at the phone screen in front of her, it was three payment messages, one of which was a modification she didn't know at all, there were millions of dollars, like a pie falling from the sky on her head.

Those who have not yet dispelled the confusion quickly wake up, open their computers and log in to their own authors' backgrounds, and check them one by one.

In the end, she saw a revised news in the background of Li Haiyang's website, which was a publication message, and subconsciously she poked out Li Haiyang's dialog box, and asked Li Haiyang when her article was published? If she hadn't received the manuscript fee, she wouldn't have known about it.

"Jin Zi received a message from a person a while ago, and he wanted to publish a novel, so he gave your novel to the other party, and the other party felt good after reading it, and this matter was done." Li Haiyang's dialog box is still black, without any headgear and bubbles, which is extremely simple.

"I see." She replied, and asked again if he was with Mo Xi'an, and got a silent reply.

Knowing that Li Haiyang didn't want to continue talking to her, she also quit the chat with Li Haiyang very self-consciously, and then realized that she didn't ask her for a few sample books, and logged in to ask again.

After getting the gold and getting ten sample books for her, she began to distribute the sample books to whomever she wanted.

She didn't forget to plan three sample books for her family members who didn't like her, to prove that her dream had succeeded, and to win some mothers to care about her more than those strange things.

Mo Xiaozao thought about it a lot, and he also turned on his computer and continued to write new articles, writing out the appearance of the male protagonist after the heroine passed out, and also wrote the reason why the male protagonist became like this, but because of curiosity, he did things that he couldn't do in this environment.

Then she opened the second chapter.,At the beginning, the female owner woke up.,Grabbed the male owner with both hands.,Crying when she found out that the male owner remembered her.,Tell the male owner that she's going to leave with the male owner.。

The male protagonist analyzed the female protagonist after he contacted the female protagonist, and his consciousness began to be sober, which proves that as long as the female protagonist is in him, he will not become a ghost.

"You can try to change it.,Let the female owner wake up and let go because of excitement.,The male owner quickly loses his mind.,The female owner grabs the male owner together to have reason.,Otherwise, there is only one lack of convincing.。

"Then I'll try that, but Anxia, you rarely instruct me to write, and you don't give me some related books." When I was thinking about it, I thought of the things that Bai Luohuan turned out from time to time, and every one of them seemed to be useful.

But now that she has these manuscript fees, she should be able to buy some things, right?

When she thought of this, she picked up her mobile phone again and looked at her manuscript fee again, and made sure that the manuscript fee was enough for her to go to the website of Aitiantao, and began to ask An Xia how to log in.

I also knew when I asked, it was not that An Xia had nothing to give her, but that in addition to this magic pen that could not be moved, all the family resources that could be seen were collected by Bai Luohuan.

An Xia also told her very distressed that she had a lot of hard-won family background, and she was taken away by Bai Luohuan as her own.

Others accepted an apprentice, they were very respectful of the teacher, she accepted an apprentice, in addition to eating, that is, to loot her family, and those small coffers that were increasingly full were also squandered by Bai Luohuan herself.

Mo Xiaozao listened to An Xia's complaints, thinking that Bai Luohuan's Tianhuo was 150,000 at a time, and he also remembered that Bai Luohuan used his essence blood to grow baby cabbage for himself to eat, which seemed to be quite in line with An Xia's complaints.

I started to log in to the website of Aitiantao, which is different from the forum on Bai Luohuan, this website is all golden, with big patterns accompanied by beautiful pictures, just like the Taobao she often visits.

Among the many and chaotic types, she chose the bag and clicked in to see that there were various types.

(To be continued.) )