Chapter Twenty-Three: The World Is Enemy

"It's my fault, I can't make up for the wrong things I did before, and now I want to be a good person, if you want to kill me, I have nothing to say."

Li Changan knew that any quibbling in front of this woman was useless, and the best way was to bow his head and admit his mistake and apologize sincerely.

And there is still room for maneuver in this matter, if this woman really wants to kill herself, she won't talk so much nonsense, just do it while she is just sleeping.

Sure enough, the woman snorted coldly, "For the sake of your good governance of the city, I won't kill you for the time being!" ”

She saw the changes in the border city, and learned from many civilians that Li Changan had indeed changed, so she restrained her killing intent, otherwise she would not have given him a chance to explain.

Li Changan breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to move much, because the woman was still sitting there, looking carefully at the paper on the table, on which was written the manuscript of the "Three-Year Covenant".

The candlelight covered her face with a layer of brilliance, making her look like a fairy in the night, Li Changan didn't dare to look at it, for fear of being cut off in a gaffe, and at the same time wondered, even such a woman is a fan of the Valkyrie, how amazing should the Valkyrie herself be?

It's a pity that he can't remember the Valkyrie when he wants to break his head.

When the last page was turned, the woman's eyebrows furrowed, "Why is it gone?" ”

Li Chang'an felt a little calmer in his heart, felt that he had another reason to live, and said: "There are only so many manuscripts in storage, and I need to continue to write in the future." ”

"You're the beautiful man in the border city?" The woman looked at Li Changan with disdain.

Li Changan said embarrassedly: "Ahem, it's just not here." ”

"Hurry up and write, I'll come to see it every night in the future, and if you don't write, you'll die!"

After finishing speaking, her figure had disappeared in place, like a ghost, and Li Changan couldn't see it clearly.

Good guy, there are really people in this world who come with swords to urge the change.

He secretly warned himself that he must not reveal his identity as a beautiful man in the border city in the future, otherwise there will definitely be more people who come with swords in the future, not only because he is afraid of urging, but also because of ...... He's ready to join in some super tragedy.

Books are written to increase the popularity of the border city and gain fans, and tragic literature is undoubtedly the fastest way, often only tragedy can make people impressed, widely circulated, so ...... You can't blame him for not talking about martial arts.

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Following.

An Zhaoran looked at Li Changan, who was writing hard, inexplicably, and couldn't help but ask Xiaohe: "Is he like this all morning?" ”

"After breakfast, I went to the toilet twice, and I took a break for tea, and the rest of the time I was writing......" Xiaohe counted with his fingers.

"Shhhh

An Zhaoran gasped, revealing a look of disbelief.

"Li Changan, are you okay?"

"I'm normal."

An Zhaoran raised his eyebrows, "Normal fart, you usually lie down, but now it doesn't look like your style." ”

Nonsense, there's a guy with a sword around your neck urging a change, and you have to be like me.

Li Changan said as he wrote, "Diligence makes me happy. ”

"Tut-tut, it's so rare, conscience has found it."

An Zhaoran was amazed, but this was a great thing, she just happened to be able to watch it.

After lunch, Li Changan immediately stopped and continued to write.

In the afternoon, when Xiao Yue'er came over, she was shocked by the lump of manuscripts high in front of her, and she rubbed her eyes and thought she was hallucinating.

"I'll go, how much did you write this day?"

"Diligence makes me happy."

"It's so rare that conscience has found it."

Xiao Yue'er immediately sat down and watched hungrily with An Zhaoran.

It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that Li Changan threw away his pen and stopped writing.

The whole person seemed to be collapsed, and went to the recliner, ah...... Comfortable.

That's enough to feed the woman at night.

The reason why he wrote so much was not only for fear of being killed, but also to make friends with the woman, otherwise he wouldn't have fought so hard.

After the night attack, Li Changan felt a sense of crisis, after all, this world is the world of martial artists, full of dangers, if you don't make friends with a little master, your heart is really unsteady, maybe you will die in your dream.

That woman is strong, the key is that she is still so beautiful, and she must work hard to develop her into her own fan.

After Xiao Yue'er was optimistic, she was ready to take the manuscript away and send it to the bookstore for publication, and after the cooperation was negotiated, she no longer needed to send it in person, she only needed to send someone to send it over.

"You can only take these away, and I'll have to save this part for the night." Li Changan left the part that the woman hadn't seen at night.

Xiao Yue'er was stunned, "Why?" If you prepare a manuscript, the reader will scold you to death. ”

"I'm in a hurry, I'll change it for another night." Li Changan casually made an excuse.

Xiao Yue'er didn't ask much, and went out with the manuscript.

Xiaohe helped Li Changan massage, An Zhaoran also lay on the recliner and swayed, and the courtyard resumed its leisure.

Li Changan was entangled in the identity of the woman, looked at An Zhaoran and asked, "Zhaoran, you said that I did that kind of bad thing to the Valkyrie, will there be people who can't get used to coming and killing me?" ”

An Zhaoran looked at Li Changan like an idiot, "Do you still need to ask?" I want to kill you! ”

"I mean, there will be a powerful warrior who will come and kill me?"

"Of course there are, and a lot." An Zhaoran's face was straight, not like a joke.

Li Changan's heart bulged, "So serious? ”

"Don't you really understand what Valkyrie represents?"

An Zhaoran was full of disdain, and continued: "She is the god of war, she has been creating miracles since she was sixteen years old, and it took only three years to recover the three cities of the Daying Dynasty that had been lost for thirteen years, and the most important thing is that when she was twenty years old, she stepped on the rivers and lakes, and I don't know how many martial arts Tianjiao she admired." ”

"Back then, the warrior repeatedly violated the ban, and the rivers and lakes were in chaos, she led five thousand light horses into the rivers and lakes, challenging the Tianjiao of all forces one by one, and single-handedly suppressed the entire Daying Dynasty's peer Tianjiao couldn't raise his head! And her condition is that the warriors of the rivers and lakes must abide by the laws of the court within ten years, and they cannot use the law by force! ”

An Zhaoran's face showed a look of adoration, and his eyes lit up.

"In this case, the Jianghu warriors must not hate her to death?" Li Changan felt strange, the Valkyrie was obviously offending people, and someone would find revenge for her?

"You know what? She won the regular competition, the loser was not dissatisfied, and she was peerless, won the hearts of countless Tianjiao, the young master of the demon gate Jing Feiyu threatened that she would not marry in this life, and the young master of the Cangmen took refuge in the dynasty because of her, and even the Buddhist Buddha said after losing that he had a demon in his heart...... As for the little shrimp in the rivers and lakes who regard her as a goddess, there are too many, too many to count. ”

The demon of bullshit is clearly the awakening of the soul of the old pervert.

Li Changan didn't have time to complain about this so-called Buddha, and he was panicking now.

I almost defiled their goddess, what a hatred!

The three princes of this dog day made Lao Tzu the enemy of the whole world.