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Wen Dou is imminent, he doesn't need to meditate, seeing Bai Xiaoxiao's gaze last night is the most adequate preparation.

Time, the pace was not fast or slow to the moment agreed yesterday, Yin Chuan stopped his flying hands, stretched his waist comfortably, and silently set a ten-day timer at the starting point.

Yin Chuan learned from Bai Xiaoxiao that there is a lot of uncertainty in Wendou, after Wendou, the body of the light person will fall into extreme emptiness, and the code words are all problems, and even some people will become idiots directly after Wendou.

There was a knock on the door, and Bai Xiaoxiao came as promised, still with a beautiful and incomprehensible face, and still with eyes as clear as a sweet spring.

"Yin Chuan, invite me to dinner after Wendou." Bai Xiaoxiao's voice was different from usual, more calm, this was cheering for Yin Chuan in her way.

Yin Chuan pushed open the window to let the sunlight spread directly on him, and with a light smile with a thunderous tranquility, he said to Bai Xiaoxiao: "Okay."

Yin Chuan closed his eyes slightly, and his mind turned into a sentence after a few turns: Yin Wuzi, the author of "Broken Sky", the author of "The Emperor of Thoughtlessness", the author of "The Emperor of Thoughtlessness", please witness it!

At the same time, Wuxiang in the villa also closed his eyes excitedly, and the corners of his mouth outlined the hideousness of his wish.

Dark and dark, chaotic, a little bit of spiritual light, the heart of heaven and earth released the coercion and squeezed Yin Chuan's flesh and blood, and extracted a stream of air from it to gather this bit of spiritual light.

The fight began silently!

Outside.

"Gentlemen, I'm afraid that the wordless big is now a big fight, I ask myself if I am a big hardcore fan of the wordless, but everything we do at the moment can't help him, only hope for an ethereal prayer! May my body be safe after the victory! ”

"May my body be okay after the victory!"

The Wuji Alliance and the Son of Heaven Army briefly gathered into a group to pray for Yin Chuan.

Glow Magazine published the information of the two authors, and explained the causes and consequences in detail, which attracted wide attention among middle and low-level authors and readers.

A considerable number of authors believe that "Broken Sky" plagiarized "The Emperor of Thoughtlessness", for the simple reason that as a three-star author, you need to plagiarize a white star author who does not even have a star rating? Joke!

But there are also some authors who disagree: Samsung authors are not gods either! Yin Wuzi's talent is obvious to all, and he is expected to compete for the top three on the newcomer list, and his "Broken Sky" is no worse than the works of some three-star authors!

Yin Chuan and Wuxiang did not distinguish the result, and the authors of the two sides with different opinions were in full swing.

In the gloomy void, two points of spiritual light were injected into each of their respective qi to transform into two uncertain phantoms.

Time is infinitely extended here, and under each other's eyes, the two eyes show their belief in victory!

"Yin Wuzi?"

"Thoughtless?"

Thoughts blended, and in an instant, two sentences of the same question were passed to each other with affirmative thoughts.

"You won't win today! You know. Yin Chuan said indifferently.

"Heh, you're not going to win again! You get the idea. "Arrogant to the extreme, he snorted softly, and he didn't want to be joking.

Not everyone is qualified to face the exploitation of heaven and earth, Yin Chuan's foundation will definitely be damaged after the literary fight, and he doesn't even think that if he uses Wenbao, Yin Chuan will no longer be promoted to scholar.

"Why?" Yin Chuan was puzzled, fusing this world himself, gaining memories, he asked himself if he had just graduated from college and did not offend anyone.

"Why do you say? Hey, hey, hey, your writing talent is your biggest mistake! The middle-aged man laughed sickly without thinking.

"There are tens of billions of people in China, and there are as many people as talented as carp crossing the river, and there are countless people who are better than me, why am I alone?"

"Why can't it be you! For someone like you, who has just graduated from college, it's good to be a humble reader, but you want to write a novel? Humble as an ant and delusional in the status of a god, you ......"

"Can a person like you pass Wenxin's three questions? Become a 3 star author! Yin Chuan interrupted the desire to chatter, in his impression, the heart of heaven and earth would not go wrong!

Wuxiang's eyes were complicated, all kinds of thoughts surrounded him, and finally all his ideals and ambitions turned into a helpless sigh: "People...... It's going to change! ”

Yin Chuan's expression became more and more indifferent, and the darkness and chaos added a touch of coldness: "Don't make excuses for the darkness in your heart, you can't stick to your original intention, and you are doomed to become a failed author."

"Shut up, what do you know, you have experienced twenty years of writing books one day, but the realm has not moved at all? Have you ever faced endless questioning from readers and other authors, racking your brains to change the text, but still have to bear infamy? They ruined me! Yin Wuzi, you don't understand anything, you have a talent, instead of experiencing pain and hesitation, why don't you let me help you...... Bury them in the cradle! ”

"Don't think about it, you're crazy." Yin Chuan's tone was flat, his eyes were flat, and he looked at the thoughtlessness that had been suppressed for decades and finally wanted to release the evil thoughts in his heart.

"I haven't experienced any of this, but I still understand that writing is not about elevating the realm, just about liking it, and sharing your work means facing all the effects it brings, whether good or bad, which is the cause and effect that we deserve! Without thinking, what ruined you was not the realm and questioning, but your original intention of putting the cart before the horse! ”

"Yin Wuzi, don't you just want me to give up when you say so much, you are too naïve! Even if I'm really wrong, I'm going to be wrong again and again! The road ahead is a pool of stagnant water, and there is no way back. "I didn't want to calm down, I didn't think about anything else, and I was bent on ruining Yin Chuan.

"It's sad, you and I have only intersected for a few days, and we met just a moment ago, but you have nothing else to do in this life except to destroy me!"

No matter whether he succeeds or fails, he can't write anymore when the truth is clear, and the heart of heaven and earth does not allow it, let alone many authors and readers! This is unthinkable and unbearable for a person who has been writing for decades.

At the end of the words, sigh and sigh! Crazy and crazy!

The darkness and chaos center was empty, and a black and white brush suddenly condensed, and the streamer stopped a foot in front of the two of them.

Each of them had nothing to say, started to write, wrote in the emptiness, and did everything they could, and the two of them only focused on the square inch in front of them.

"There is heaven and earth first, and then there is Wenxin, Yin Wuzi's "Broken Sky" is not plagiarized, and "The Emperor of Wuxiang" is not plagiarized, please prove heaven and earth! Please Wen Xinming! After writing, Yin Chuan stood in place with a calm face.

The literary battle between the authors is so simple and rude, directly write the most essential words, let the heaven and earth be decided, and the result will appear in the minds of all those who pay attention to this matter!

I didn't want to write the same, but I wrote the plagiarist as Yin Chuan, and after writing, he didn't stop moving, and his left hand grabbed the colored brush towards nothingness and appeared out of thin air.

"This is a treasure of literati?" Yin Chuan's expression was calm, and he secretly speculated.

I don't want to give up the black pen and don't use it, but I hold the colored brush and draw on the words I have written before.

"Even if you can't deceive the heart of heaven and earth, it's enough to abolish you!" Wuxiang's face was gloomy, he stopped writing, and grinned at Yin Chuan.

The colored brushes disappeared, and only the black and white brushes turned into two flames, scorching the words of the two people's books in the void.

Outside.

Yin Chuan, who was squeezed by the coercion of heaven and earth, and took the literary spirit, was blank in his eyes and pale.

Bai Xiaoxiao looked at Yin Chuan steadily, stretched out her hand to smooth out his frowning brows, and pulled out the hanging chain on the jade shin with her other hand, and then broke it fiercely.

The end of the chain is tightly clamped by the jade lock, the jade lock is white all over, and the dragon and phoenix are carved on the lock body, which is vivid.

"Dragon and phoenix jade lock, life and death are concentric."

Bai Xiaoxiao has a good impression of Yin Chuan, but she is not so obsessed, but the world is unpredictable, Yin Chuan is in trouble now, her kindness makes her unable to stand by and watch, and it just so happens that the concentric lock can help Yin Chuan.

Bai Xiaoxiao is not a virgin, she just gives by feeling.

With one hand on Yin Chuan's eyebrows, and the other hand on the concentric jade lock, Bai Xiaoxiao used the concentric jade lock to squeeze the Wen Qi in her body and inject it into Yin Chuan's body.

……

The black and white flames swirled slowly, lingering for three moments on each word written by the two men.

Whenever the flame is weak, the qi in the body of the two is extracted to make up for it.

"It has come to this, and you will live a humble life with regrets." Without thinking about the pleasure of revenge, his voice was weak.

"Don't you understand?" Yin Chuan's face was calm, his voice trembled slightly, he was a white star author, and his style was not much, and he couldn't compare with a three-star author.

"Understand what?"

"We ...... Not the same kind of people! ”

We're not the same kind of people, so I can't regret it!

"Heh, hey, hey, hahaha." Wuxiang seems to have heard the biggest joke in his life, so he laughed like never before. "Not the same kind of people? Yin Wuzi soon knew if we were the same kind of people! ”

The flame slowly rotated to the work written by the two people, Yin Chuan wrote words without vision, and did not want to write "The Emperor of Wuxiang" did not copy Yin Wuzi's "Broken Sky"" After the flames were scorched, these words were like wax oil dripping from burning candles, falling from the void in pieces.

After the flames passed, the missing words reappeared, just like before!

"That's what Wenbao does! Yin Wuzi, is the Wen Qi in your body enough for this flame to come again? ”

Yin Chuan could feel that there was no trace of civility in the emptiness in his body, the flames had already started from the beginning, and he began to test for the second time, and this time it would be his potential that would be consumed!

At this time, Yin Chuan suddenly felt a stream of literary qi appear out of thin air in his body, and as soon as this literary qi entered his body, it spread to his limbs and hundreds of remains.

The sudden change made Yin Chuan stunned, his mind turned sharply, and he pressed his thoughts to watch the form in front of him.

After the second test, Yin Chuan's temperament obtained out of thin air was absorbed by the flames.

The words that he didn't want to write were melted away and no longer condensed, which shows that the words he wrote were lying!

"What about plagiarizing "Shattered Sky"? Yin Wuzi, you haven't been abolished by me! At this moment, Wuxiang finally admitted the fact of plagiarism.

"Huh? Wrong! What Tiandi Wenxin absorbed just now is not your potential, you still have a backhand! ”

With a sigh of surprise, without thinking and hesitating for a moment, he summoned the literati treasure again, and the colored brush was revealed, and it was crushed by him and condensed into a bloody word "injustice".

"The author doesn't want to think about it, please prove it again in the heart of heaven and earth!"

The two flames that were just about to be extinguished were lit again, and three inspections were carried out!

Yin Chuan's complexion changed slightly, and he felt an emptiness from his soul!

In the outside world, Bai Xiaoxiao's face was like paper gold and fainted to the ground, Yin Chuan's room could be heard falling needles, more than 200,000 people from the Wuji Alliance and the Son of Heaven Army prayed, and a trace of energy different from the literary tone was born, and this energy penetrated into Yin Chuan's eyebrows with the thoughts of more than 200,000 people.

The phantom of the earth loomed in Yin Chuan's mind, and the throbbing of his soul disappeared.