Chu Qianning held the warm coffee in both hands and brought it to her lips to take a sip, in her opinion, the plot progressed to this point, and the beginning of the book was over. The protagonist Hua Bing's cultivation has reached the late stage of the Soul Refining Realm, which can be compared to the most outstanding new generation in the human world, and he still has countless secrets and killer features on his body, no matter what danger he encounters, even if he can't beat it, it is enough to protect himself.

The first in the world seems to be the same plan, and in the next new map, Hua Bing returned to the human world, joined the first sect in the northwest, the Wanshen Sect, and became a disciple of the outer sect. This is a place full of intrigue and intrigue, betrayal and sneak attack, dumping and crushing, gathering all the ugliness of the human race, the protagonist relies on his own wisdom, as well as the golden finger, quietly turns the danger into a disaster, uses the interests of the enemy to each other, step by step to achieve his goal, and finally confirms the location of the secret treasure, quietly infiltrating the forbidden land.

At this time, the author arranged for the great elder to find out that Hua Bing had a miraculous ability, and was greatly surprised, and had a secret conversation with the reclusive head late at night, plotting to seize his power, leaving a great suspense, seeing this, according to normal thinking, everyone would think that the mysterious head is the hidden villain, and when the protagonist gets the secret treasure, he will kill it halfway, and a praying mantis will make up for the cicada and yellow finch behind, even Chu Qianning feels that there is no other possibility, but the number one in the world is to let everyone's judgment fail. When Hua Bing is in danger like a ring and the magic weapon is exhausted, he is about to get the remnants of the ghost emperor who is sealed, the plot is reversed in an instant, the vision is suddenly born, the remnants of the ghost emperor break the ban, wantonly absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and are about to succeed, the head of the Wanshen Sect and a group of elders arrive in time to save the protagonist and fight with the ghost emperor whose strength is soaring;

This part of the content of the whitewashing elders is very wonderful, with ups and downs, and vivid characters, which is enough to see that the pen power of the world's first is not bad, especially the confrontation between Hua Bing and the Ghost Emperor, dying, and then the elders of the sect came together to force the ghost emperor to retreat.

And in the end, seeing that the layout of the Pantheon Sect for several generations was about to succeed, but it fell short because of a mysterious person who suddenly appeared, all the elites were killed in battle, the ghost emperor fled in despair, and only the protagonist survived.

Chu Qianning let out a breath slowly, she had seen this plot more than once, but every time she watched it, she couldn't help but substitute for it, she really didn't understand, if those readers really read this book, how could they feel that there were no highlights and merits.

From her point of view, this book may start a little slowly, and the plot seems to be cliché, but in fact, the author is completely anti-routine, the main line is clear and tortuous, and it is expected everywhere, and it is full of readability.

It's a pity not to be able to sign the contract, not to mention anything else, the popularity and attention alone are enough to prove the prospect of this book, Chu Qianning leaned back in the chair relaxedly, looked over the work area, and looked at the closed editor-in-chief room with some resentment, no way, who let himself be just a small editor Reluctantly retracted his gaze, Chu Qianning refocused on the work at hand, and was just about to close the web page, when the hand on the mouse suddenly paused.

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“...... For the sake of the Master's entrustment, in order to protect my homeland, and so that countless people will never be displaced again, so that they can live on this land forever, I must fight, even if I die in battle, I will have no regrets. ”

"'It turns out that this is the truth of the Battle of the Blood Abyss. Looking at the image in front of him that was gradually blurred due to the exhaustion of energy, Hua Bing was speechless for a long time, and finally sighed, clenched the pluto in his hand, and turned to leave. Behind him, the resolute face of the Netherworld Ghost Emperor was slightly distorted and deformed, turning into countless spots of light, completely dissipating between heaven and earth. ”

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According to the core elements given by King Qin Guang, Lin Zhihui shaped the ghost emperor into a tragic hero who was willing to sacrifice for the righteousness of the underworld, such a plot is not difficult for him, from ancient times to the present, how many such heroes are there, as long as you find a few examples of them and integrate them a little, you can write a biography of the ghost emperor that can be sung and cried.

For his masterpiece, Lin Zhihui was quite satisfied, checked it roughly, clicked the mouse, and the new chapter was successfully uploaded.

At the top of the page, the red slogan scrolled by, and there was another million-dollar reward: "King Qin Guang rewarded "The Rise of the God Emperor" with 1,000,000 coins. ”

The knock on the door sounded almost at the same time, and Lin Zhihui sent away the meaningful courier uncle and closed the door to unpack.

"Smack. The carving knife in his hand made a crisp sound again, the thin blade was broken into two, Lin Zhihui tilted his head slightly, avoiding the oncoming murder weapon, watching the fragments that flashed with cold light pass by, and couldn't help but secretly say "It's dangerous", if it weren't for his super-first-class reaction nerves, it is estimated that he would have been broken by now.

Looking down at the half-unpacked package, I don't know what's going on, this time the packaging is surprisingly strong, Lin Zhihui threw away the scrapped carving knife, got up and went to the kitchen, turned out a portable fruit knife, and carefully continued to unpack, while always vigilant, no one can say for sure what the fairy is, in case of another accident, the carving knife is disfigured at most, if the fruit knife is dead.

After sweating, Lin Zhihui finally opened the last layer of outer packaging and saw a black box and the instruction manual pressed underneath.

The box is unremarkable, the size is like a shoebox, or women's sandals, with a red flower cloth strip tied with five flowers, looking at such a local packaging, Lin Zhihui twitched the corner of his mouth, could it be that King Qin Guang is still a folk art lover, his fingers just touched the surface of the box, the flower cloth strip suddenly trembled, like a living thing, untied by itself, turned into a streamer and rose into the air, in Lin Zhihui's surprised gaze, twisted a few times, suddenly shot downward, and submerged into his eyebrows.

Lin Zhihui only felt a chill rushing down, and at the same time, a slightly low but somewhat familiar voice sounded in his mind.

"This thing is a gift from the King of Chujiang, it is a five-grade refining tool, which can deter ghosts, I know that the Ye family is haunted by evil spirits, and I have come for you to ask for it, and it can solve its crisis and resolve the worry of life. ”

Lin Zhihui took a breath, his voice should belong to King Qin Guang, if he is not mistaken, among the ten Yan monarchs of the underworld, the one who guards the second hall is King Chujiang, how can this matter have anything to do with him. But what do you say about the five-grade refining vessel, it sounds like a great thing, rubbing his forehead, which is still a little cold, Lin Zhihui put the box on the table, opened it and found that there was a palm-sized, extremely delicate box inside.

The box is black all over, like a good spar, the surface is bright, as if it contains strange energy, it is extraordinary at a glance, in popular words, it is a high-end instrument on the grade, no matter what is inside, this thing is taken out, how can you change two suites in the city center.

Lin Zhihui buckled the lid of the box, and an invisible force poured out of his hand, injected into it, the air vibrated slightly, and there was a faint humming sound, I don't know if it was his illusion, the box seemed to become a little dim, opened, and a small tower was placed in it.