When Yang Fan finished drinking the test potion, there was darkness in front of him. When he opened his eyes and saw a scarred boy, no, it should be said to be a man.

Although he was scarred, his eyes were resolute and persistent, and although he didn't look very old, he had maturity and a sense of vicissitudes in his body.

Yang Fan had a strange and familiar feeling towards the man in front of him, so that Yang Fan couldn't help but be about to ask, but the man immediately said, "Thank you." ”

"No thanks, you are, no. Yang Fan heard this man's voice, only to find that this scarred man was the protagonist of his novel, Murong Aotian!

Yang Fan looked at Murong Aotian in front of him in surprise, how could Murong Aotian at this time be so handsome and chic, so personable, and so cynical when they first met! At this time, Murong Aotian was more like a character who played a loser in a Xianxia fantasy novel, embarrassed, powerless, and miserable.

"Let's talk?" Murong Aotian looked at the surprised Yang Fan and smiled, then took out a wine gourd, and threw it at Yang Fan and said without grace.

"Good, good. Yang Fan hurriedly took the wine gourd, and then opened the wine gourd, and a fresh fragrance came to his nose, making him, a person who usually doesn't drink, take a sip uncontrollably.

A spicy breath tore open Yang Fan's throat like a raging fire, making Yang Fan feel unable to breathe, feeling like he was going to suffocate to death, and he looked at Murong Aotian's face with a smile in surprise. When he felt that he was about to die, a cool sweetness rushed over him, and his throat came back to life.

Yang Fan kept coughing, and then looked at Murong Aotian in horror.

"This wine is called the wine of life and death. Murong Aotian ignored Yang Fan's frightened expression and continued, "This is the wine in my world, and it is also the wine you conceived in your novel. ”

After Yang Fan listened, the expression on his face recovered, he picked up the wine gourd, and looked at the wine in the wine gourd, and suddenly had some enlightenment.

"Thank you for following my advice and making me less tired. Murong Aotian sat on the ground and said.

"Thank you for listening to the advice of a character you've fictionalized. ”

"No thanks, I thank you too, if it weren't for your advice last time, I guess this novel would still be cliché, and it wouldn't have reached the level of signing and readers' love. Yang Fan said a little embarrassed, he suddenly had a question, and then he continued to speak

"I've arranged so many battles since the last time we met, and the battles are even more intense than before, so you're scarred now, why aren't you tired?"

After Murong Aotian heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and he was unfathomable

"Because, you gave me a soul that can grow, what is the tiredness of growth?"

When Yang Fan was about to ask, he suddenly felt that he and Murong Aotian had once again merged into one. And then go through all the things in the novels that I have constructed.

It's just that, this time, in his journey through the plot of the novel, he is not as expressionless as last time, or blushing for those clichéd plots. Instead, follow the plot, cry and laugh together for those supporting characters who are not important at all, and for those regrets.

The picture came to an abrupt end in his latest chapter, and Yang Fan returned to the place he had just left.

Murong Aotian was half-lying on the ground, as if he hadn't fused together just now. He looked at Yang Fan with tears and a smile, and smiled again.

"You know why I'm not tired. ”

"Hmm. Yang Fan wiped away his tears and nodded.

"I'm looking forward to the life you plan for me in the future, although I don't like to let people point fingers at my life, but you make me really feel the taste of life, you make me really feel that I live in the world of Xianxia. Thank you, Father. ”

With the last five words, Murong Aotian's image gradually blurred. Slowly disappeared in front of Yang Fan, leaving only a wine gourd.

Yang Fan picked up the wine gourd and poured it desperately.

Then throw aside the empty wine gourd. He stood up and shouted loudly with persistent eyes

"I, I must let you live a colorful life in this novel, I will definitely live up to your expectations, and I will definitely write this novel to the end. ”

Yang Fan said and spoke, and his tears turned red again. He is not a crying person, but a man can not shed tears in the depths of love.

For a writer, every novel is his child, and it is the happiest thing for him to be affirmed by his child.

When Yang Fan finished saying this, he found that he had returned to the real world, and then he found that the wine gourd had also followed him to this world.

Lan watched Yang Fan's appearance, and was about to go to him to ask about her feelings, when she saw the wine gourd, she suddenly stopped her movements, looked at the wine gourd suspiciously, and then, she chose to be silent.

Yang Fan glanced at the time, it was already 6 o'clock in the morning. He hurriedly threw himself on the computer, opened a new chapter, and began to update it attentively.

In this chapter, he wrote it quickly, and it only took an hour to write a 5,000-word chapter. Although it has the effect of a codeword potion, but in this chapter he put all the emotions he just experienced into this chapter, so that he exploded with extraordinary concentration.

This chapter and yesterday's chapter are mainly the story of Murong Aotian healing and consolidating his cultivation for the finals.

The difference between today's chapter and yesterday's chapter is that Yang Fan added him the role of a friend, adding the seeded player he defeated before and Tian Feiyu, who insisted on not admitting defeat.

Nowadays, many Xianxia novels basically have friends who are either rescued or used to be stepped on by others and slapped in the face by the protagonist. Either it's the kind of cannon fodder, sacrificed in order to let the protagonist burst out of potential and realize the truth.

However, can this kind of setting really be regarded as a friend? Isn't the definition of a friend to work together, to reach the top together, or to never give up even if they fall into the trough together?

The meaning of the so-called friend is gradually forgotten.

Originally, Yang Fan also planned to set his friends like those novels.

However, when Yang Fan finished contacting Murong Aotian and his own protagonist, he saw a trace of loneliness in his eyes. Maybe in other Xianxia novels, those protagonists can fight the world alone. But he didn't want the protagonist of his book, his "child", to be as lonely as the protagonist of other novels. He directly added two friends to the new chapter, and used their meticulous care and everything they had to help Murong Aotian!

And those two friends have reasons to become stronger and the capital to become stronger.

When Yang Fan finished writing this chapter, he clicked publish. He suddenly understood the essence of Xianxia novels.

Since it is a fairy novel, it should pay equal attention to the words fairy and chivalry. Nowadays, there are too many Xianxia novels, only immortals, no chivalry, maybe everyone has a different understanding of the word "chivalry", maybe everyone doesn't value the word "chivalry". But Yang Fan's entire book runs through the word chivalry!

Yang Fan unconsciously formed his own writing style in this experience of testing the potion, although this writing style is only a prototype, but this prototype will definitely be gradually improved in his continuous writing in the future.

After Yang Fan finished writing, he looked at the time, and it was already half past seven in the morning. After he hurriedly washed, he picked up his mobile phone and told the news of his contract.

Then he looked at Lan and suddenly asked, "Am I getting better at writing?"

"Hmm...," Lan said absentmindedly, all her attention was on the wine gourd, she looked at the wine gourd, touched her head and muttered, "Let's talk about it later." ”

"Lan, what are you talking about?" Yang Fan asked without hearing clearly.

"It's nothing, just praising you, hurry up and go to the QQ of the editor and the editor-in-charge, and speak politely. Lan looked at the dumbfounded Yang Fan and said angrily.

Yang Fan laughed, and then hugged Lan who pouted and said softly, "Thank you." ”

Then when Lan's face was red, he let go of his hand again, logged in to QQ, entered the editor's QQ account, and waited patiently.