Mo Huaisan is a writer, to be precise, a third-rate lowercase literary world standing above, in addition to those who can be gods, first-class writers can naturally be infinitely romantic, and second-rate writers can barely mix with the upper food and clothing in the literary world, that is, playing soy sauce and other roles.

One day, Mo Huaisan, who fell asleep with the code code

The next day, he opened an article on the station, and it was called

It is written about a rich and handsome child who has crossed over to a poor mountain village in modern times, and the child was accepted as an apprentice by a powerful person, and after completing his studies, he met all kinds of beautiful men.

Attack one has a grudge against the young man's master.,Deliberately close to the boy.,All kinds of deception.,All kinds of abuse and abuse.。

Attack the second is the young master of the Demon Dao, who covets the decent young man in the cultivation realm in various ways, trying to capture him as a furnace and a god, and during the period, he is all kinds of body abuse.

Attack the third is the leader of the righteous immortal cultivation world, and when he encounters a scarred person who has been injured, he has a lot of protection, and all kinds of protection are against the attack, and all kinds of warmth or something during the period.

It's a very cliché story, there is a crossing in it, there are beautiful men, there is dog blood, there is thunder, Mary Sue has it, NP has it, there is no lower limit for discipline, and it is estimated that there will be children in the end......

More than a month after the pit was opened, the many messages received under the article, the collection that was slowly rising, finally made the editor who had forgotten him n years come to the door, saying that he would give him a strong push and let him open V, he smiled and agreed to the editor's request, and on the first station, his text was hung up to the Taoist priest in the Journey to the West.

Finally he was on fire, and then ......

And then he pitted!

So under his article, there was a sudden corpse friend: more and more commenting:

Big, what about people? Hurry up and update.,Waiting for all friends:Wait for a day to comment:Great,Today's friend:I'm Wang Xingren Comment:It's not going to be an elopement with the pit god!

1st floor: LZ is the truth, the author eloped!

2nd floor: +1 on the top floor

3rd Floor: +10086

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Yiyou: Don't change the text and be thunderbolted Comment: Author, what about the update? If you don't change the text, you will be struck by lightning~~~

1st Floor: +10000 by Lightning Struck

2nd floor: Top floor, +n+1

3rd Floor: Big, your mother called you home for dinner, hurry up and update, ask for an update!

4th Floor: Ask for updates! Please, please, please......

The author replied: The pit god said: I want to pit my father!

5th floor: Pit ~ Pit dead!

6th floor: The cursed author does not have a small j~j~

7th Floor: Same Curse!

Author:......

On this day, Mo Huaisan saw this comment while eating instant noodles, and immediately he sprayed noodles! Burst......

A large lump of instant noodles sprayed on the monitor, and with a sad and angry face, he decided that he didn't want to be more literate, as for the pit Shenma, didn't he elope with Jiecao a long time ago?

Picking up his backpack, he decided to go to work, and the updates were all floating clouds.

This person has good fortune and unforeseen circumstances, Mo Huaisan was carrying a backpack when he went out in a sunny day, but half an hour later, when he was still walking on the road, the wind began to blow violently.

Looking at the gloomy sky, Mo Huaisan looked at the lack of any buildings around him, and resolutely hid under a tree.

Whoa......

The heavy rain poured down from the ladypot, and soon Mo Huaisan, who was hiding under the tree, was all wet, and the whole person looked like a chicken in soup.

Looking at the sky that was not going to clear at all, and then looking at the rental house not far from here, Mo Huaisan decided to run back.

For two minutes, Mo Huaisan waited for the weather to suddenly clear down, full of grief and indignation, slowed down, and cursed God in his heart.

Sure enough, scolding God will be struck by lightning, the thought in his heart has not yet fallen, boom, a bucket-thick lightning fell on his body, wet and his last thought was:, struck by lightning, how can this be?

The author has something to say: ps: New people and new books, ask for support, it is said that it is very useful to roll and sell cute? Meow,Roll,Sell a cute,Walk by and give a collection.,What to collect.,What's the deal......