"I'm special!"

Throwing Fang Xuan to the ground, Mo Hongli felt that even breathing was so miserable, his chest trembled and trembled like two white rabbits, and Fang Xuan was so enjoyable to watch.

Seeing his eyes, Mo Hongli felt that he was already dirty, and he was so angry that he kicked over, but unfortunately he was avoided.

Mo Hongli was very helpless, as a demon girl who had played with countless geniuses, since she met Fang Xuan, she felt that she had become the one who was being played.

And there is no way to resist, at this moment, because Bai Qingyan gave an order.

She couldn't help even if she wanted to clarify.

Because it is necessary to increase the convincing power of Fang Xuan's Xianxia Daily.

It's really dirty now.

"If you dare to write about the old lady later! The old lady will die with you! ”

Leaving a cruel word, Mo Hongli left, and being with a guy like Fang Xuan who had no morals and had a poor character was simply the biggest insult.

Fang Xuan got up and patted the folds on his clothes, and sighed: "Women nowadays, they don't understand traffic!" ”

A figure appeared, and Fang Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh, isn't this Elder Qiushui?" ”

Li Qiushui, who was white-skinned and beautiful, looked at Fang Xuan and laughed: "That Fang Gongzi, let's discuss." ”

"What's the matter?"

Li Qiushui: "That, can you not write me in this newspaper?" ”

Fang Xuan heard it: "Tsk, I haven't even seen the apprentice you talked about last time." ”

"She is in retreat and breaking through the realm, come and take this spirit stone of Fang Gongzi."

Taking the spirit stone and touching the smooth little hand by the way, Fang Xuan smiled and nodded: "Then I won't write about Elder Qiushui." ”

"Thank you so much, Master Fang."

After Li Qiushui finished speaking, he hurriedly ran away, if he was written in the newspaper and spread everywhere like Mo Hongli.

Then I really won't be able to see people in the future!

Looking down at the hand he had just touched by Fang Xuan, Li Qiushui frowned and his face was full of disgust.

It's too bad, or cut it!

……

With a high-grade spirit stone from Li Qiushui, Fang Xuan's mood was even more beautiful, and he came to the newspaper office of Xianxia Daily with his hands behind his back.

The building is Qingfeng, but it has not yet been named.

Seeing Fang Xuan, the reporters all stood up one by one and greeted them warmly.

"Editor-in-chief!"

"The editor-in-chief is here!"

"Editor-in-chief, drink water!"

Taking a sip of the tea bowl, Fang Xuan pulled over the chair: "Come, let's prepare the content of the second issue next." ”

The reporters took out their pens and papers, and the content of the second issue was something that Fang Xuan had already thought of.

Gossip has to be true or false to look good.

The first issue of Mo Hongli is all fake news, so the second issue has to put something real out.

After being silent for a moment, Fang Xuan spoke: "In the second issue, let's write about the Qingyun Sect's Qinglian Sword Immortal. ”

……

"The second issue of Xianxia Daily! The beauty review is a new beauty again! ”

Listening to the shouts of the newspaper seller, the monks who had bought the first issue of the newspaper yesterday came over one after another.

"Give me a copy!"

"Give me a newspaper too!"

"Don't rob it, there are so many fucking people, what are you squeezing!"

"I'm going to the beauty to evaluate the ninth, the female sword fairy Qinglian? Yo he, he is still a righteous sect, and the female sword fairy has a lot of tone. ”

"She looks very smart!"

"I'm grass, the day after tomorrow sword cultivation! The Holy Lord of the Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land accepted the disciples, and he was rejected! Just kidding! ”

The monks looked at the newspaper seller in amazement.

The woman said seriously: "Our editor-in-chief said that all the news in Xianxia Daily is true, and the Holy Lord of the Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land really wants to accept the Lotus Sword Immortal as an apprentice, but he was refused." This matter seems to be well known in the east. ”

All the monks were stunned, that was the Holy Lord of the Land!

High in the sky.

Li Qiushui looked at Mo Hongli beside him: "I probably know how Fang Xuan is going to discuss with Qin Wenxin." ”

Mo Hongli nodded: "I also have a little eyebrows, wait until this Xianxia Daily is gradually recognized by the Fallen City, and even the entire Northern Land Sect." ”

Speaking of Mo Hongli, he suddenly exclaimed: "When the time comes, what he writes, someone will believe it!" How the hell did this guy come up with these evil methods! ”

With his fingers twisted around his hair, Li Qiushui glanced at Mo Hongli, both of them were specially sent by Bai Qingyan to protect Fang Xuan's safety.

"You invited him, why don't you know him at all?"

Mo Hongli said angrily: "I understand a fart, I understand!" Who would dare to stay by his side for a moment longer, do you dare! ”

Li Qiushui sneered, and then changed the topic: "I suddenly want to know how he will improve the recognition of this newspaper next." ”

"Although these two issues have caused a lot of topics, in the final analysis, whether it is you or this Qinglian Sword Immortal, the big guy is just watching the fun."

"I don't know."

Mo Hongli paused: "But I always feel that this guy will surprise everyone, let's wait and see." ”

Two successive issues of the newspaper aroused great interest among the monks around the Fallen City.

Basically, those who have read and have not read are waiting for the third issue of the newspaper to be released tomorrow.

However, at this juncture, Fang Xuan asked the newspaper seller to spread the news in the afternoon, saying that Xianxia Daily would not continue to issue until five days later.

It made all the monks a little curious.

What they didn't know was that Fang Xuan was preparing an experiment.

The mountain behind the Hehuan sect.

The shadows are coming.

Smelling the fragrance that suddenly appeared in the air, Fang Xuan turned around and saw a white face in a slender white fairy skirt floating quietly in the air.

A pair of tender feet are exposed to the air like tender bamboo shoots.

Bai Qingyan's eyes were a little playful, and Fang Xuan would probably come over on weekdays, no matter how bad it was, he would stare at her legs and feet.

But at this moment, Fang Xuan's gaze actually didn't have the slightest evil thought, but was hesitating about something.

"What the hell are you looking for me?"

Fang Xuan said softly, "I have something or a text that should be helpful for cultivation. But it's strange that I can think but I can't say it or write it, so I ask you what the situation is? ”

Bai Qingyan's expression suddenly became serious: "You're not joking? ”

Fang Xuan shook his head: "I'm serious, just like now this text keeps repeating in my mind, but what I want to say is ......"

Seeing that Fang Xuan opened his mouth, but no sound came out, Bai Qingyan's expression became even more solemn.

"Generally speaking, only the words of the world and the words of the saints will be like this, and the reason why you can't say it and write it down is because your cultivation realm is not enough."

Fang Xuan snorted: "That guy can indeed be said to be a saint, so I came to you to test it, how can I say this text and write it down, can you improve my realm cultivation?" ”

"For the time being."

Bai Qingyan said as he flew to Fang Xuan's side, pressing his hand on the Xuan's head gate above, and a majestic aura frantically poured into Fang Xuan's body like a thousand rivers returning to the sea.

She wanted to lend her realm to Fang Xuan, but soon Bai Qingyan was a little stunned, just the aura she poured into Fang Xuan's body at this moment was enough to blow up a cave realm.

But Fang Xuan's realm actually didn't improve in the slightest!