"Apocalypse immortals, the small ones don't have anything to take, the thousand-year-old ginseng is offered, and I hope to smile, this book must be written anyway!!"

In the distant heavenly court, the land lord is very painful. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he pinched his fingers and counted, but he couldn't figure out which god the apocalypse was, and his immortal position was not high, so he decisively called the apocalypse immortal to be absolutely innocent, and he could still hug his thighs.

Xiao Xiaoyan was a little dazed, is this all true?

In order to verify, Xiao Xiaoyan remained silent and knocked out a sentence, "Won't there be a little less people attending the meeting?" "I sent it.

If the other party can send another ginseng at this time, Xiao Xiaoyan will really believe it!

Just after a while, the land lord smiled and came to Xiao Xiaoyan again, "Apocalypse Immortal, I have already given a reward, you go and collect it." ”

Xiao Xiaoyan opened the backstage.

I've got a big grass! Is it really coming? Click Extract again, this will stop the computer from stuck, but a small window will pop up, "Extraction needs to deduct 100 merits, is it extracted?" ”

"I'm rubbing, why didn't you deduct merit just now?" Xiao Xiaoyan scolded, and clicked on the extract without thinking too much.

While staring at the position just now, "whoosh", and sure enough, another box appeared! Exactly the same box!

"Mom!"

Xiao Xiaoyan jumped up, not afraid, but excited! It's not once or twice to write Heavenly Court texts, I've seen people who send WeChat to Heavenly Court, live broadcast to Heavenly Court, and send red envelopes to Heavenly Court, but I haven't seen fairy readers!

has been rolling in the online literature circle for two years, Xiao Xiaoyan is quite calm, and he thinks a lot for a while.

I finally know why the starting point network is not included! All of Nima's were published in Heaven. Look at this collection, it's all fairy! The comments are also immortals......

Oops, oops, it's been made!

Xiao Xiaoyan was very excited and calmed down, the land lord was still waiting for his reply.

"The ginseng has already been received, although it is a little chilly, so I will reluctantly write it down."

After two years of crawling and rolling, Xiao Xiaoyan knew that he couldn't lose his identity at this time, but he couldn't help but have a good relationship with the immortals. There are thousands of heavenly treasures, and one or two thousand-year-old ginseng is really nothing.

The land lord was overjoyed and rewarded another 100 merit coins.

Xiao Xiaoyan smiled from ear to ear, and took a look in the background, although it cost merit coins to extract thousand-year-old ginseng just now, but under the rewards of many immortals, there are still more than 800 merit coins.

At the starting point, readers can only take half of the coins, and now it is also acceptable to withdraw ginseng and deduct merit coins.

Take a look at the book review area again, it's still lively.

Xiao Xiaoyan didn't expect that the gods only needed to read novels.

"It seems that I want to write the land public more awesomely, exaggerated, and I don't need to write a long story, just write a short biography, hehe, I'm going to turn over the salted fish on the street!"

Xiao Xiaoyan smirked.

At this time, the roommate came back, and when he saw him giggling, his roommate Li Long said, "What are you smiling at, is the novel signed or put on the shelves this time?" ”

Xiao Xiaoyan's old face turned red, his classmates knew that he was an Internet writer, and occasionally called him "great writer" and "young master of the apocalypse" and the like. But only he knows that others call him so good, and he only understands his sadness, and he is embarrassed to tell others that he earns hundreds of yuan a month.

"I didn't sign a contract and didn't put it on the shelves, but I'm just happy, how many of you went to the black again?"

There are three roommates, all of them are wonderful, roommate Li Long, because he repeated his senior year of high school for a year, everyone calls him Brother Long, roommate Yang Hua, the youngest, everyone calls him Andy, he is a game maniac, a novel maniac, and spends every moment playing games and reading novels.

There is also a roommate named Xu Yuansi, who looks gentle and elegant on the outside, but is actually a sullen type, and he is the only one in the dormitory who has taken off his singles.

There are four people in a dormitory, except for Xiao Xiaoyan who doesn't play games, everyone else has to play games every day, no way, the street writers don't have time to play games.

"Hehe, you were right, let's beat each other today, hey, I told you that you don't understand."

The three roommates each went their own way.

Xiao Xiaoyan closed the computer and switched to logging in with a mobile phone, and the mobile phone browser can also log in to the computer version of the writer's background.

As soon as I logged in, I received a message.

It turned out to be sent by Wenqu Xingjun.

"Congratulations to the Heavenly Apocalypse Daoyou for becoming the first writer of the Heavenly Court Reading Network, I am the only one who manages the Heavenly Court Reading Network, I don't know what the realm of the Heavenly Apocalypse Daoyou is? Any immortal? ”

Wenqu Xingjun spoke very politely, and only he understood the pain in his heart.

The Jade Emperor ordered him to set up a Heavenly Court Reading Network to write great achievements for the immortals to learn from the gods and Buddhas.

So he thought about it and released the essay contest, and someone really hit the door!

He was secretly happy in his heart, someone finally carried the black pot for him, so that he would not be unhappy with the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, but for the sake of the personal safety of this inducted writer, he had to find out how this apocalyptic Taoist friend cultivated and whether he could withstand the pressure of the gods.

He pinched his fingers and counted, ouch, he couldn't figure it out! It's strange, although his Wenqu Xingjun is not as good as the Monkey King, and he can't reach the Marshal Tianpeng, he is also a Heavenly Court Immortal Family, a formal court official of the grade, and there is an unheard of Immortal Family that he can't count?

That's why he was polite to Tianqi (Xiao Xiaoyan).

Xiao Xiaoyan didn't know this, but as an Internet writer, if he was stupid enough to tell people that I was a mortal and had no immortal position, he would really deserve to hit the street for 10,000 years.

After thinking about it, Xiao Xiaoyan said insidiously, "Born in the sky, follow the way, and the heavenly opportunity cannot be revealed." ”

Rumble!

What a natural one! What a way!

Wenqu Xingjun was sweating profusely, panting, and slandering in his heart, no wonder I can't figure it out, the apocalypse, dare to use the word "sky", where will it be a small person?

I am afraid that there are only a few supreme gods who live with the sky.

"It turned out to be the apocalypse immortals, the little ignorance, the small ignorance."

Wenqu Xingjun was busy wiping his forehead, and he was suffocated to death in his heart, why did you come to me as a supreme immortal? Doesn't that make me Alexander? To earn merit? It's really a good way, but it's also to offend the gods, in case the writing is poor, which god is not satisfied, and he won't sue you to the Lingxiao Treasure Palace?

The mind of the immortal is really incomprehensible.

Xiao Xiaoyan in the world couldn't help laughing, he really couldn't imagine that one day he would be able to write a novel to the heavenly court, and Wenqu Xingjun was very polite to him.

"Wenqu Xingjun doesn't have to be polite, the so-called ignorant is not guilty, I don't care."

Xiao Xiaoyan cleared his throat and straightened his waist, at this moment, he felt as if he had really become an immortal, oh I drip, this feels so good, it's better than sucking. Drugs are also addictive.

After a while, Xiao Xiaoyan also accepted it when he saw it.

Wenqu Xingjun was pardoned, "Apocalypse Immortal, the right Monkey King came to me, asked me about your whereabouts, and asked you to write a book for him first, you see ......"

Wenqu Xingjun was very embarrassed, and Xiao Xiaoyan also knew it. However, if Sun Wukong can find himself, will he run to Wenqu Xingjun?

So Xiao Xiaoyan was very calm, "You let him find me for this matter, I have my own arrangements." ”