Eight barbarians comparable to lifting people, and two of them are barbarian witches who have always been known for being difficult, disgusting, and strange, with three thousand barbarian soldiers, such a strength Except for Tian Chi City, almost all the small cities near Lanyue City are difficult to compete with.

Jinshi was angry and criticized him with a pen.

However, after seeing the young scribe who followed Mr. Lian and stretched his wings behind him, the heart that the city lord of Changyun had originally carried quietly let go, and he exhaled a long breath as if he had survived the catastrophe.

One out of a hundred children can become a showman, and one out of ten shows can become a lifter, but Jingke Jinshi is completely different from the first two classes, and only two or three out of a hundred lifters can have the ability to become a jinshi and become the pillars of the country!

Jinshi, in the world of the Book Saint, this is the existence that has truly stepped into the ranks of the strong. Jingke Jinshi is very popular no matter which country he goes to, as long as he really has the fame of Jinshi, as long as this Jinshi is willing to join his country in any country of the Six Kingdoms of Shusheng, an official position of a squire will never be able to run.

Jinshi has the power to influence a skirmish war, and the eight barbarians have undoubtedly become ridiculous in front of the Jinshi, not to mention the eight barbarians, even if a hundred barbarians are in front of them, it is not enough for the Jinshi to spray in one mouthful!

For the respectful and flattering gaze of the Changyun City Lord and others, Zhao Dawenhao accepted it calmly. His family knows his own affairs, and now Zhao Ping's literary cultivation is just a human realm. However, in the face of the invitation of the Changyun City Lord and others to save Lanyue City, Zhao Ping still accepted without changing his face.

This is not because Zhao Ping is big, but because Zhao Ping's scribe category is different from the Changyun City Lord and others, and the Changyun City Lord and others are really assessed step by step. But Zhao Ping is different, he is an alternative among the scribes. Novelist!

There has always been such a saying in the world of book saints: It is better to provoke the great Confucianism of the world, and not to bully the novelist.

The novelist is a profession that is completely special to the average scribe. In the world of book saints, it is not others who are most afraid of group battles, it is the writers who have written popular novels one by one!

The Writers' Association Alliance, which is an organization that is beyond the Six Kingdoms of the Book Saints, is loose and abnormal, but no one dares to mess with it, and the reason is that there are too many novelists in it. The special status of the Writers' Association Alliance is not easy to obtain by relying on steady development.

He also remembered Qingguo, one of the seven heroes of the book world. However, there are only six countries in the current book saint world, and the name has been cut forever, and the fundamental reason for the collapse of the Qing Kingdom is because of its mediocre lord back then. An order was issued to pit and kill domestic novelists!

The Writers' Association came into being in the midst of the war between the novelist and Gyeongguk. Now that Qingguo is not here, you don't have to think about it to understand who is the last laugh.

The novelists are not afraid of any group battle, and the root cause is that they are able to summon the characters in their books to face the enemy. Thinking of Qingguo, the first overlord of the Seven Kingdoms of Shusheng, who was in the limelight for a while, the national capital was destroyed under the desperate mass of literary soldiers of the novelist!

The novelist's literary temperament is different from that of ordinary scribes, who cultivate their literary temperament by reading, while novelists write books and gather literary temperament.

From this point alone, one can see the difference between a novelist and an ordinary scribe. Novelists rely on writing novels to gather literary atmosphere. Generally speaking, novelists of the same realm, as long as the popularity of the storybooks they write is around the average level. His literary volume was more than ten times that of ordinary scribes.

However, with such advantages, there are naturally disadvantages, the literary temperament of a regular scribe can be restored by reading and recuperating, but the literary temperament of a novelist is a point less. Novelists are like people who make a contract with a powerful magic weapon, once the power in the magic weapon is exhausted, they will become lambs to the slaughter, and they will be directly confused.

There were many well-known novelists in the world of books who hit the streets like this, and they did not know how to use the stored style sparingly. In the end, the weak chicken who was usually looked down upon was easily beheaded because of his exhaustion.

However, this does not affect Zhao Ping, because the literary atmosphere is not a necessary existence for Zhao Dawenhao. As long as there is enough Wen Qi to maintain his human form, Zhao Ping will not feel any distress when the rest of the Wen Qi is exhausted.

Not to mention. Unlike many novelists, Zhao Dajiao, who will encounter a dry source of inspiration, sits on a world of literary history...... The writer is not empty at all, and the literary spirit is exhausted? Just write a book! Who made Zhao Dawenhao not worry about whether his novel was popular or not.

From the literary crystallization of thousands of years of civilization on the earth, Zhao Ping took out some of them casually, which is enough for Zhao Ping to be the king and hegemon in the world of book saints!

It is precisely because of this that although Zhao Ping is now just a novelist comparable to a person, but if he really wants to break out, a team of eight great witches and three thousand barbarians is really not enough for Zhao Ping, a guy who does not feel distressed at all.

"Mr. Tongtian, we just need to build the city wall?" With Zhao Ping, the self-confident "Jingke Jinshi" here, Mr. Pei Lao and the others were like taking a reassuring pill, and after hearing about Mr. Tongtian's arrangement, they all showed a look of surprise.

However, after seeing Zhao Ping raise his hand and grab the original manuscript of a novel filled with a thick milky white brilliance, Lan Yuecheng and the others suddenly understood their hearts.

"Senior, are you going to use the novelist's supernatural powers?" For the recently famous "The Legend of the White Snake", which has created a new weird novel, it is naturally impossible for the Changyun City Lord and others not to know.

"It's Mr. Tongtian who is helping you, and it has nothing to do with the old man." Zhao Ping's eyes rolled and he said with an unfathomable smile.

A novelist who travels the world? Looking at the smile on the face of the young man in front of him who was suspected of being a Jingke Jinshi, the Changyun City Lord and the others glanced at each other. Judging from the recent popularity of "The Legend of the White Snake", the "unfathomable" Mr. Tongtian in front of him definitely has a realm of novelism.

A novelist who is a human being does his best...... Just thinking about it, the city lord of Changyun and the others couldn't help but mourn for the three thousand barbarians outside the city, if Mr. Tongtian directly burst out of the Jinshi combat power, he could destroy these barbarians in one face, and if he used the power of the novelist, it was estimated that these three thousand barbarians would be better off alive than dead!

Novelists really have bad tastes! Thinking like this, the Changyun City Lord and several others also began their arrangement.

"The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, and the vast sea of clouds. The long wind is tens of thousands of miles, blowing the Yumen Pass. The Changyun City Lord and Old Man Bei glanced at each other and began their recitation at the same time.

The atmosphere is wanton, and in an instant, there are new changes in the city tower, and the white jade-like city wall is as high as ten zhang, majestic and magnificent! Looking at it from a distance, a thick and distant aura rushed to the face, and the three thousand barbarian soldiers who had already rushed to the bottom of the city for ten miles suddenly roared and slammed into their charge.

Ten zhang city wall, such a height except for a few barbarians, even if it is blessed with the bloodthirsty magic of barbarian witches, the barbarians can't cross it, this height is really a bit high!

Just when the three thousand barbarians hesitated, a young scribe in a blue robe jumped onto the city wall, he looked at the three thousand barbarians calmly, and indifferently looked at him with a crazy gaze that was eager to devour him alive.

At this moment, a milky white glow floating beside the blue-robed young man suddenly brightened.

The next moment, the milky white light turned into a human form. In just a moment, a strange woman with a beautiful and elegant appearance, dressed in a golden white dress and satin, appeared beside the blue-robed young scribe.

The moment this woman appeared, the eight barbarians among the three thousand barbarians felt a strong palpitation for no reason.

On the city wall, the young scribe chuckled and nodded to the woman in white who suddenly appeared, and he calmly raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the three thousand barbarians, and said, "White girl, I bother you to drown these unsightly barbarians. ”

"Do the will of the Holy Honor!" The woman bowed generously to the young scribe, then turned to look at the three thousand barbarian soldiers, and a three-foot Qingfeng long sword quietly appeared in the woman's hand.

God, it's changed!

The wind and clouds surged, and the thunder exploded.

Almost at the same moment, the alarm bell in the hearts of the barbarians rang frantically in an instant, and they were going to suffer! (To be continued.) )