"What did the doctor say?" Bai Yu looked at Liu Shuiwen sadly, his clear eyes were full of pity and complex emotions. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Shuiwen was a little sleepy, his eyelids kept fighting, but he still replied slowly: "The doctor said that as long as you have a hanging injection and rest for one night, you will be fine tomorrow." ”

Seeing that Liu Shuiwen was very sleepy, Liang Chaowei said, "You have a good rest, Bai Yu and I are watching you by the side." ”

Liu Shuiwen had fallen asleep grogily.

He slept comfortably, but a group of book fans were waiting for the update of "Sky Sword".

At eight o'clock, "Sky Excalibur" was not updated.

At nine o'clock, "Sky Excalibur" was not updated.

At ten o'clock, "Sky Sword" has not been updated. It's okay, it's probably because of the big Kawen, wait, wait.

It's half past ten, it should be soon, it should be soon.

It's eleven o'clock......

Oh my god, why hasn't it been updated yet?

It's half past eleven, why hasn't TMD been updated yet?

There is still half an hour left, is it very prepared to wait until the last two minutes to update? Don't play tricks, update quickly, so as not to wait for a network failure......

What's wrong with Da? Did someone hack the computer? Why haven't you updated it yet?,It's half past eleven.,If you don't update it, you're going to break the update.。

Update soon, I've been waiting for hours, and I don't want to torture people like this.

Big, I swear I'll never hack you again, I know it's wrong, update it quickly, 10,000 starting coins support, Mo Da.

I'll also come with 10,000, please don't stop changing.

I'm not short of money, just big care. I've been chasing more, can we stop making trouble? I'll change to a small trumpet called 'Xiong Wei No. 2' and give you a reward for the alliance leader, come on."

Oh my God, why are there so many local tyrant fans, how can I be embarrassed by this poor young man. Well, I contributed the cigarette money, 10,000 starting coins, and I refueled it greatly.

I had a bad feeling that it was already eleven forty o'clock. Big, big, just squeak, don't sneak into our jokes.

It's eleven forty-five, big, what are you doing? If you don't update it, I'm really going to hack your computer and steal the manuscript. That being said, 10,000 starting coins will be offered, please smile. Already laughing? Then come out quickly, don't hide.

Everyone thought that the people were just playing with their temper and trying to cure the previous trolls, but when the time reached 11:55, a suffocating comment appeared in the book review:

Is something wrong? I just watched the news, and there was another earthquake in Shichuan, could it be ...... Where is Da from?

Oh my God, there was an earthquake, there was an earthquake in Shichuan again, where are the people of Yilang? Only then did the group realize that they didn't know where they were from. Could it be a Shichuan person? This, in this case, the problem is terrible.

Great, where are you? Is something wrong with you?

Wow, who can contact the people of the Great People, Lao Tzu will send red envelopes.

Everyone is trying to find a way to get in touch, maybe someone will be plotting against you.

Time is passing minute by minute, but "Sky Sword" still has no sign of being updated, could it be that the people of the sky were really assassinated?

It may be an exaggeration to say that it was assassinated, but it is quite possible that something will happen or something.

After all, the great god is also a human being, and he also has to eat, walk, sleep, and bathe. What's more, God doesn't know if he is a great god or not, so it is very likely that one accidentally took this great god away.

It's normal to be a little unexpected in life. It's like updating a chapter one night a few years ago, and then suddenly dying at the starting point of signing a writer 'Ten Years of Snowfall'.

Ten years of snow fall is not a god, but he relies on meager subscription fees and full attendance to get by. Although he created a pinnacle in the article, in reality, Ten Years of Snow Fall is just an unknown Internet writer.

A friend of Ten Years of Snow wrote sadly: "I can't bear to think about his last two days in bed. ”

Ten years of snow fell and died suddenly in bed, and it took two days before he was found.

Now thinking back to the immortal death of ten years of snowfall, everyone is inevitably a little sad in their hearts.

Whether it is the fall of a bright star or the destruction of a little spark, the loss of life will always make people can't help but grieve.

He hasn't shown up since he posted a post last night, and he didn't have any news, so he thought he would update "Sky Excalibur" on time tonight, but in fact, he didn't, so, so will he ......

"Don't talk nonsense." April watched the people in the group talk and almost cried. Although she didn't know him, she felt as if she had known him for a long time.

If there is an accident with her, then she will definitely cry for three days and three nights. After all, she's a sentimental girl.

"@四月, no nonsense, if you have his contact information, just say it quickly, and everyone will contact him together."

"That's right, April, hurry up and hand over the contact information of the big man, maybe it's too late to contact him now."

"Yes, April, at this critical moment, you don't have to worry so much."

"April, don't worry."

"I really don't have a big contact information, and I'm a puppy to lie to you."

"It's really not good, you tell the address of Da's house, we will flesh him."

"Yes, yes, yes, or even his real name, let's go to doxx him."

"What are you doing so impulsively, it's just a day off, can't you wait until tomorrow to see it?"

"Oh my God, don't you know the story of 'Ten Years of Snow Falling'? If this person leaves, he will just leave, and if there is a person around him at that time, it will not fall to that point. ”

"yes, if there had been someone around him at the time, maybe the tragedy wouldn't have happened."

"Where are the people? If I have time, I will fly to him. ”

"Let's calm down first, or let's ask Lord Gucheng first, he is the big editor, he must have a big contact information."

"Yes, looking for Lord Lonely City, who has the contact information of Lord Lonely City, who has the contact information of Lord Lonely City?"

Lonely City was reading the book review area of "Sky Sword", and the phone rang suddenly, and when I saw it, hey, it was actually an unfamiliar phone number. Pick it up or not? Pick it up or not?

Let's take it, maybe it's because someone called to ask for leave. Thinking like this, Gucheng quickly answered the phone.

"Hey, are you a lonely city? Are you in charge of the lonely city? I'm a fan of "Celestial Sword", do you know where the people have gone? He didn't update the new article, you know? He didn't write a fake note either, you know? ”

"I know, I know." Lonely City couldn't interject at all, and the speed of the conversation surprised Lonely City a lot. What kind of book fans are these, and they dare to call the editor to ask about the author's whereabouts. If the editor had known, he would have gone to the author with a kitchen knife.

More than 100 alliance leaders don't add more than 100 alliance leaders, and now they dare to break the update, if they were to be another author, Gucheng would have scolded him a bloody dog. But, then again, what the hell is this man for? Why did you break off the change without saying a word?

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, and with the harassment of other people, Gucheng's psychological defense line was about to collapse. He is not only the editor of the Lang people, but also a fan of "The Sky Sword", and even more of a fan of the brains of the Lang people. He was one of the more than 100 alliance leaders. Now that the people are mysteriously 'missing', is it really the old road of 'ten years of snow falling'?

Oh my God, Gucheng didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he hurriedly used his landline at home to call the editor-in-chief, Zhao Riting.

Zhao Riting took his new girlfriend who had been dating for a month to open the room for the first time, and just took a comfortable shower and came out to be ready to pop, but the phone rumbled.

Damn, who is so disappointed, actually called at this time. Zhao Riting was displeased, but he still picked up his mobile phone from the sofa and saw that it was actually the bastard from Gucheng. It's still his landline at home.

Zhao Riting answered the phone and scolded: "Ya, do you know what time it is?" It's half past twelve now, you don't sleep, I still have to sleep, why are you calling me in the middle of the night? If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I'm not done with you. ”

Where could he hear these words clearly in the lonely city, his mind was full of pictures of the sudden death of a man. So he said anxiously: "If the people are cut off, no one can contact him, will he die suddenly?" ”

Sudden death. Lonely City couldn't believe that he had uttered the word all at once. He could imagine the editor-in-chief's reaction to hearing the word. There was a loud shout on the phone: "What? What did you say? It's broken off by the people, and it's still lost? ”

"Yes, in the past, as long as it was night, the people would reply to the message, but today, not only did he reply to the message, but also broke the "Sky Sword", and everyone was speculating whether he was the same as ten years of snowfall."

Zhao Riting was already full of vitality, but when he heard these words, his whole person withered. He sat weakly on the sofa, trying his best to restrain the uneasiness in his heart. Then after half a ring, he said: "Don't worry, it is estimated that the network is just disconnected." Things are not as bad as you think. ”

"But in the past two years, there have been frequent incidents of sudden death of online writers, and with the fact that he is such a manuscript maniac, I am afraid that he has really encountered an accident."

Zhao Riting didn't know how to answer, because what Gucheng said was the truth. In recent years, there have been frequent sudden deaths of online writers, often occupying news headlines. Moreover, the people of the Yan Dynasty are indeed manuscript freaks, otherwise there would not be the myth of completing the book "Breaking the Sky" in one day.

PS: I would like to use this chapter to express my condolences for the 'Ten Years of Snow Fall', and wish him all the best in heaven.