Although Sima Zhao and Qi Ming competed for the title of the first person in martial arts, Sima Zhao did not fall behind any of Qi Ming's works.

When he wrote "Ghost Crying Seven Evil Blades", he synthesized some of the essence of Condor shooting and white hair, so as soon as the Condor was born, he also became a follow-up reader.

On this day, Sima Zhao went to a place not far from home to buy some breakfast, and when he came back, he took out a few subscribed readings from the newspaper box at the gate, and then put the subscribed readings under his armpit and went upstairs.

When he got upstairs, Sima Zhao first put the breakfast he bought in the kitchen, and then called his wife and his eight-year-old daughter to get up.

After doing this, Sima Zhao went to the inner balcony of the house to make himself a cup of morning tea, and then began to read through the morning tea one by one.

Bored to flip through a few readings, Sima Zhao felt a little interested, because none of these readings could hook him deeply.

Finally, Sima Zhao locked his eyes on martial arts, and then he sighed and began to flip through them.

"Although I am unwilling, I have to admit that this Qiming really has the means to write a book, but the final victory and defeat between me and him have not yet been decided, and I have watched the ratings of the TV series [Smiling Proud Jianghu] and [Ghost Crying Seven Evil Knives] for a while." Sima Zhao opened the martial arts, and when he saw the title of [Condor Heroes], he secretly said in his heart.

While thinking, Sima Zhao began to look at this issue of the Condor.

"It seems that this enlightenment really wants to carry out the master-apprentice relationship to the end." Looking at the content of the Condor, Sima Zhao said secretly in his heart.

Word by word, Sima Zhao carefully savored the story of the Condor.

Ten minutes later, Sima Zhao said with a surprising "huh", "Although this Ouyang Feng is crazy, he still has the heart to guard against the little dragon girl, it seems that he is still a little sober in his heart." ”

"Huh? Why didn't this Yang Guo learn martial arts, and he touched it back? And to become so bold? ”

As soon as Sima Zhao finished evaluating Ouyang Feng, his eyes suddenly widened.

The next moment, he suddenly sat up from the lounge chair. Then he slapped the martial artist on the table in front of him at once.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and the teacup on the table was shaken upside down by him, and the hot tea in the teacup was also spilled on the table.

"Qiming, you're finished, you're completely finished, your literary career is over!" Sima Zhao glanced at the martial artist who was slapped on the table by him and said angrily.

He himself is well-known in the literary world for his extremely heavy evil energy, and at this time, all the evil energy in his body was brought out by him, and his hand on top of the martial arts was trembling slightly at this time.

After a moment of anger, Sima Zhao suddenly laughed.

"If you do evil in heaven, you can live, but if you do it yourself, you will not live. You can be regarded as strangling yourself this time, Huaguo has been the first one to dare to write like this for so many years, I really admire the five-body cast on the ground. ”

After speaking, Sima Zhao picked up the somewhat wet martial arts newspapers and periodicals, and then returned to his study.

He already had a premonition that there would be a great storm this time, and he was going to take advantage of this great storm to get back all that he had lost!

……

Gu Qingyuan completely lost sleep after seeing the chapter [Chongyang Remains]. Especially after the release of [Chongyang Remains], Gu Qingyuan didn't want to eat anymore, although he believed that Qi Ming really had his purpose in writing this plot, but he still couldn't calm down.

Early in the morning on June 14. He came to the martial arts publishing house early.

To his surprise, there was someone who came earlier than him on this day, Chu Yu and a group of staff had already opened the door of the publishing house before him, and they all began to prepare for the next turmoil.

The follow-up plot of the Condor shooting. Everyone in the martial arts publishing house was the first to know, so on this day, everyone entered the work state in advance and prepared for everything that might happen.

Editor-in-Chief. You're here too? Seeing Gu Qingyuan's haggard arrival, Chu Yu said with a freshly printed martial arts copy.

When the other staff saw Gu Qingyuan, they all greeted each other one after another, but Gu Qingyuan could see that everyone's spirit was not very good.

"I can't sleep, it's okay anyway, it's better to come and see it early." Gu Qingyuan tried his best to calm down and said.

He is now the head of the publishing house, and if even he panics, then the rest of the matter may be completely messed up.

Everyone at the publishing house looked at each other and then tacitly began to work.

Because it was still very early, the surrounding streets were still very quiet, except for the occasional noise of the staff at work, there was not a single sound in the publishing house, and everyone was not talking as actively as usual, but was buried in their own business.

At six o'clock in the morning, a landline in the publishing house rang, and the bell broke the quiet atmosphere of the publishing house.

Hearing the phone ringing, everyone in the publishing house hurriedly looked at each other, and then stared at Chen Juanxiu, who was in charge of answering the phone.

Chen Juanxiu felt the gazes of more than a dozen people, then took a deep breath and connected the phone, and said politely as usual, "This is the Martial Arts Publishing House?" Don't know how you need help? ”

Hearing Chen Juanxiu's very calm tone, everyone in the publishing house secretly gave this girl a thumbs up in their hearts.

But the next moment, the people who were shouting Chen Juanxiu's courage were commendable suddenly heard a roar.

"I don't need any help! I just want to ask, did your publishing house make any mistakes in the Condor serialized on today's martial arts? ”

Hearing this voice, everyone in the publishing house was suddenly shocked, and Gu Qingyuan also hurriedly walked to Chen Juanxiu's side, and then signaled Chen Juanxiu not to panic.

"No typographical error? I don't know what is wrong with martial arts in your opinion? Chen Juanxiu no longer had the initial calmness, and her tone had begun to tremble slightly.

After Chen Juanxiu finished saying this, the other end of the phone suddenly became clear, as if the person on the other end suddenly disappeared.

Feeling the silence of the other party, Chen Juanxiu and Gu Qingyuan were stunned, and everyone in the publishing house was also stunned.

"Silent? Isn't it ......" Gu Qingyuan just opened his mouth to say a few words, and a hysterical sentence suddenly came out of the phone: "You wait, martial arts publishing house, right, I'll take a plane from Nanhai City to kill it immediately, don't think about opening the door of your publishing house." ”

After saying this, there was no sound on the phone all of a sudden, only the beep after hanging up.

Chen Juanxiu was frightened by this hysterical roar all of a sudden, but just when she was in shock, several other phones from the publishing house rang at the same time.

Seeing that several phones rang at the same time, everyone in the publishing house hurriedly mobilized to answer the phone.

"Hello ......"

"Okay, your mother is next door, tell me Qiming's address, otherwise the martial arts publishing house won't be trying to open the door."

"I'm a martial arts ...... here"

"Uncle Wu, I sent you a courier, remember to sign for it in the past two days!"

"Good morning......

", are you still in the mood to say hello to me, what did the fairy write about by your publishing house's Qiming? I'm telling you, it's not over, I'll be here in a few hours, you guys wait for me. ”

"I'm a ...... from Martial Arts Press"

"I don't care who you are! I just want to tell you on this call, be prepared to close the publishing house in advance, I'm already hungry/thirsty for fucking watermelon knives! (To be continued.) )