Chapter 209: If You Don't Write, If You Don't Write, You Don't Write

After watching this human magical realism drama, the crow goddess didn't have much interest in continuing to ink here, although she still didn't understand what the worldview of cultivating immortals was, but she was also very satisfied, and she went offline directly.

She also painted an abstract painting based on the great drama she saw, and named it the meaning of human existence, which is quite popular.

According to those who have seen the painting, looking at the messy shapes and the three humanoids, they are always unconsciously reflecting on whether the current human beings are too lacking in spiritual and cultural construction.

I don't know if those people really understood the meaning of the painting, or if they were trying to pretend to be X's nonsense, who knows this!

What the? You also ask how the couple ended up? Hey, who knows!

Zhang Xiaofei felt that she pressed the two pigeons to the ground and rubbed them, plus confiscated all kinds of entertainment products, they should be able to update them well, and they didn't watch the works of these two people for several days.

Speaking of them, they should be the most unqualified editors, writers, and painters, and the great pleasure of life is to touch fish and coo.

Zhang Xiaofei logged in to her account a few days later, ready to go to Xue Fei's book review area.

As a result, the book review area was full of scolding.

[No, this sword god smiled and then what? Laughing out? 】

[Brother kidnapper, didn't you say that you would force the author to code words when you get the money! ] Why don't you do anything after you collect the money! 】

[Isn't it just that I'm curious, after laughing for so many days, won't this sword god's face be tired? 】

[I live with the author, and the author has already said that he is going to make this person laugh forever, manually funny]

【Silently packing the small blade】

[It's you guys who give the author blades that make the author buy blades and become rich, so he doesn't write books]

[So the question is, can the author write 33.3W this year?] 】

[I can't remember what plot the author wrote, can the author himself remember it?] 】

There is actually Xue Fei's own trumpet commenting below.

[I'm sorry, I'm the author, I can't remember it at all......]

"Bang bang" Zhang Xiaofei knocked her desk thump, her desk was injured by 100 million tons, isn't this what kind of exaggerated person is this, so that he can leave a message in his comment area and can't remember what he wrote!

[Sure enough, it's a well-known update at will.,I typed the author's name in the input method and automatically associated with the word fast update.,What kind of extent does this have to be a pigeon! ] 】

Zhang Xiaofei tried to typed Xue Fei's pen name, and he could really come out and update three words quickly.

Seeing this Zhang Xiaofei, she is not ready to look at it anymore, although the comments of sand sculpture netizens are really very interesting, but she doesn't want to be interesting now, she just wants to hit people!

"Open the door, Xue Fei, you bastard, do you want to know how to die!"

"No...... Unless you promise not to use force......"

It seems that this pigeon is still quite good at cooing for himself, otherwise he would not have coerced to this extent.

"Okay, don't you open the door, do you? Don't think that if you don't open the door, I can't do anything about you! ”

Zhang Xiaofei used his strong manpower and financial resources to call all the masters of a lockpicking company within twenty minutes.

You don't know how many speeding tickets these guys have eaten along the way in order to rush over and force this list.

Zhang Xiaofei made such a big move, it is impossible for Qiao who lives in a house not to know, but now he does not dare to show his head, although he has been honest during this time, but this cannot hide the essence of his pigeon, not to mention that Miss Zhang is not the enemy when she is crazy!

It's not impossible to splash the blood on his face when killing Xue Fei, well, it's better to obediently hide away at this time, it's not that you don't abandon your brother without righteousness, but because brother, what can you do to die by yourself!

So many locksmiths really didn't come in vain, they opened Xue Fei's lock in a few minutes, and at the same time, this gang of fierce masters also asked Miss Zhang to remove the door.

The psychological activity of the locksmith is probably like this: we are professional lockpickers, how can you let us open the door? We are also dignified...... I'm sorry she really gave too much, so much, not to mention the door, my building will be demolished for you to see!

I didn't even have the door, and Xue Fei didn't have the last fig leaf.

Zhang Xiaofei carried a trekking pole that she had bought when she went out to play before, and rushed in with murderous spirits.

I saw a humanoid object lying on the bed in the bedroom, "Oh, hide in the quilt and pretend to be an ostrich!" Load, load! actually ran to his comment area to make shameless remarks, you are really good at it! The old lady just said a few days ago that she wanted to update, and she wanted to update, but it turned out that you are dead and unrepentant! Come on, the old lady will let you experience what is called the experience of death! ”

Zhang Xiaofei lifted the trekking pole and hit the quilt, which was angry in itself, and it was not a direct hit, but it was a dead hand.

"Poof" a stick down, it really has no feel, light and soft.

Zhang Xiaofei, who noticed that there was a problem, lifted the quilt on the bed, and saw where there was Xue Fei on the bed, there was only one dummy.

There is also such an A4 white paper, on which several big characters are scribbled, "If I say I don't write, I won't write, and no one wants to force me to write!" Garbage written without inspiration is meaningless! I can't write a word even if I'm dead outside! Scold! ”

"Ahh Zhang Xiaofei tore up the blank paper in her hand and shredded it, "I actually dare to play a trick for the old lady to leave the mountain!" Scold! It's really daring! It's good not to write, not to write! I don't believe this bastard won't come back! ”

That day, Zhang Xiaofei was in a rage for several hours, which frightened Qiao several times out of her body.

Xue Feiran ran naturally, but it was impossible not to come back for so long.

After wandering outside for a week, he thought that the eldest lady in his house should be angry, so he sneaked back in the middle of the night.

Xue Fei opened the door with trembling hands, and saw Zhang Xiaofei holding the trekking pole tightly.

Zhang Xiaofei's smile was unusually bright, "Oh, Xiao Xue Fei, you're back!" ”

Looking at that smile, Xue Fei understood everything, and directly squatted down with his head in his hands, "Lighter!" ”

"Okay! I'll pay attention! ”

After you ask?

Ah, the screams in the villa that day could not be stopped for a long time, and they circled the beam for three days.

Xue Fei's legs were directly broken, and then Miss Zhang sent him to his own hospital for treatment.

After cultivating for a period of time, Xue Fei repaired his legs, and at that time, he was finally going to end because of his suffering.

emmmm……

We can only say that he thought too much, yes, Zhang Xiaofei at that time once again took out the evil trekking pole and broke Xue Fei's legs again.

Needless to say, natural follow-up care and the like.

You can probably tell who the person who is delaying the change is!

Well, it's my favorite writer, armed urging!

Originally, this chapter would have been a little earlier.,Suddenly I know that Agni hammered LGD.,Agni nb,dgnb.

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