Xingtian live broadcast room.

It's been restarted after a long absence, and the Xingtian live broadcast room hasn't been broadcast since the end of the storytelling after the ascension, and the audience who got the news entered one after another, instantly rushing the heat of the live broadcast room to the first place on the popularity list.

"It's been ten days, it's been ten whole days, do you know how I've lived"?

"New work, I want to listen to new work".

……

"Qin Fake Immortal, Qin Fake Immortal, Qin Fake Immortal".

"Qin Fake Immortal, Qin Fake Immortal, Qin Fake Immortal".

"Qin Fake Immortal, Qin Fake Immortal, Qin Fake Immortal".

……

"True immortals are not fake immortals, and the foundation is far away. Idle talk about civil and military, monopolize a piece of the sky".

"True immortals are not fake immortals, and the foundation is far away. Idle talk about civil and military, monopolize a piece of the sky".

"True immortals are not fake immortals, and the foundation is far away. Idle talk about civil and military, monopolize a piece of the sky".

……

The barrage exploded, directly swiping the screen, on the square outside the Dijiang Palace, Zhao Zhao looked at the barrage on the screen with a smile on his face, and his current number of fans is probably higher than the main body.

The ontology relies on his works to win the world, but he relies on his works and mouth, compared to the author who hides behind the works, a storyteller like him who stands on the bright side is undoubtedly easier to gain personal fans.

"Awesome, awesome!" Chi You admired with emotion.

Among the Three Realms, in the area of pure popularity, Qin Fake Immortal said second, no one dared to say first, and the Divine Monarch of Radio and Television could only stand aside.

Xingtian is not surprised, he has experienced the grand occasion of hundreds of millions of viewers being online at the same time, and the small scene of more than 30 million people.

"Uh-huh".

Pretending to cough dryly, Qin Fake Immortal shook his fan, shielded the barrage in the middle of the picture, revealed his face, and said with a smile: "Everyone, it's been a long time, the contemptible Qin Fake Immortal, thanks to his love, bears the name of the first storyteller in the Three Realms."

Yesterday, the emperor Li Shimin sued Hou Tuniang and conveyed the idea that he hoped I would publish another book to find a new way for the human race and enlighten my thinking.

Hou Tu Niang Niang attaches great importance to it, let the great god of Chiyou find my bitter heart, and the contemptible people feel that Niang Niang incarnated as a reincarnation of the great grace of the desolate creatures, this matter is naturally the right one, and now there is a way of thinking.

The new book, Confucianism and Taoism are holy, tomorrow will start Shen Shi to speak, two hours a day, the end of the unitary time, please cheer a lot, then, today's preview live broadcast ends here, everyone, we will see you tomorrow".

The exaggeration of the short duration of the live broadcast.

Those who were still entering the live broadcast room found that the live broadcast room had been closed, and all the viewers were kicked out of the live broadcast room.

But that's enough, the new book trailer.

This is a preview of the new book.

And Mr. Qin even wants to get involved in the book king competition?

Hahaha.

There's a good show to watch.

…………

Bang.

As soon as the palm fell, the cold jade table was directly cracked and shattered, and the old fairy stood up with an angry face, her expression was particularly unhappy.

"Houtu, you stinky woman".

Chang'e stayed aside, smiling bitterly and not daring to make a sound, to say that Nuwa was already the highest existence among the goddesses of the desolation, and the only one who could compete with her was Houtu.

The Lich's affair back then.

Nuwa is the emperor of the demon clan, and Houtu is the ancestor of the Wu clan, and the relationship between the two sides is hostile, and there are many battles in big and small battles.

Later, Nuwa became a saint, and the protagonist of the demon clan did not end up, but the lich feud could not be eliminated.

Originally, it was okay that a saint would not be entangled with the existence under the saint, but Houtu was also sanctified.

Now it's all right.

The lich's grudge continues, and the two don't like each other.

"Niangniang, why be angry, with the wisdom and whimsy of the Divine Monarch of Radio and Television, you will definitely be able to write a first-class masterpiece.

That Qin Fake Immortal may be a great storyteller, but he is not necessarily a great book, a book is indeed wonderful after the ascension, but if it is said that the book is all after the ascension, I don't believe it," Chang'e persuaded, raised her hand and waved, and the cold jade table returned to its original state.

"Hmph".

Yue Lao sat down, snorted coldly and said dissatisfiedly: "I can't bear it when Houtu asks me to trouble me, but what is the human emperor Li Shimin going to do,

Are you still not satisfied with the saint of this palace?

Bengong is the creator of the human race, and he, Li Shimin, is preparing to step on a few boats and sacrifice to Houtu Qiuwen, has he considered the feelings of Bengong?"

Chang'e was stunned.

Did you misunderstand?

It turned out to be the emperor of people!

"Niangniang, in this matter, as an outsider, Chang'e doesn't think that there is anything wrong with that person Emperor Li Shimin.

Now that the human race has lifted the blockade, it will inevitably be strong in the future, and with Niangniang's plan, it will be a battle for the protagonist of heaven and earth in the future.

In this case, Li Shimin's search for possible help is what he should do as an emperor, speaking of which, counting the current Houtu, the human race should have inherited the Taoism of all the saints.

One more is not too much, one less is not too much, why should the mother be angry"?

Nuwa snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Suddenly, she raised her hand to draw a circle in front of her, and suddenly a round mirror was born.

"Command".

Si Ming Xingjun heard someone call him, and he was surprised, he was in retreat to create, UU reading should be no one to disturb him, looked up and was suddenly startled, and hurriedly got up and knelt down to salute: "Niang Niang in person, Si Ming is polite, I don't know what Niang Niang commands"?

The old fairy of the moon went straight to the point and said: "Just now, the Qin Fake Immortal has announced that he will also release a new work that points out a new way for the human race, and it will start tomorrow, don't retreat yet, listen to it tomorrow, what level."

Si Ming Xingjun was stunned for a moment, Qin Fake Immortal, is that the one who wrote after the ascension?

Didn't the competition ask him to tell the story, and the audience rated it highly, and if he himself was out of the game, what fairness could there be in this competition?

If this is him, of course, he will talk about his own works well, and the rest will be perfunctory.

"Yes, Si Ming knows."

"Well, in addition, I have read the seventy-two books you submitted recently, and each of them is not good, this palace knows that you are quick thinking and fast in writing, but can you mention the quality of your work?" The old fairy said with an unhappy face.

"The Almighty Soldier King of the Female President"

Si Ming Xingjun looked embarrassed, he was used to it, he was used to it, there were so many creatures in the Three Realms, could it not be efficient to arrange fate.

"This, yes, Si Ming must work more on quality."

"Si Ming Xingjun, the follow-up works will all be written in the vernacular, the kind after learning to ascend, it is not easy for ordinary people to understand," Fairy Chang'e reminded.

Si Ming Xingjun frowned, according to the kind of vernacular article written after the ascension, doesn't that seem to be his poor knowledge?

That kind of vernacular article should be spurned by readers.

"Well, yes, according to the kind of writing after the ascension, it looks simple, straightforward, suitable for all living beings to read, and let Zhao Zhao upload the update on his mobile phone after the story is finished," the old fairy of the moon commanded.

Hearing this, Si Ming Xingjun arched his hand and said, "Yes, the little fairy is ordered."