Pei Mingyang felt that his stomach was about to lose it.

Since he met Du Ziyuan, his career has soared, his love has achieved positive results, and in the eyes of others, he is simply a winner in life. But the devil knows what the price he paid behind it.

Because of Du Ziyuan, he put on women's clothes in humiliation and was forced to become an Internet celebrity.

Because of Du Ziyuan, he has to worry about whether the comics will be broken from time to time.

Because of Du Ziyuan, he ran between various behemoths, weighed the pros and cons in the cracks of the big guys, and came to the present with trepidation.

As a result, this salted fish would also pop up a whimsical idea from time to time, and sometimes he really wanted to hold a knife under his crotch: "If you don't paint, go to be a eunuch!" Then the knife fell, and with a click, he cut off Xiao Xiaodu, and finally took out a set of women's clothes......

"Hey, wake up!" Du Ziyuan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Pei Mingyang's eyes, "What do you want?

"No, I didn't," Pei Mingyang woke up and quickly shook his head in denial, "Anyway, the problem is that you have to give an explanation to the Martial God Temple when you suddenly change jobs, right?" ”

"Ahhh

Pei Mingyang and Lao Wu both looked at him curiously, not knowing who he was going to call. Could it be someone from the Martial God Temple?

The signage was quickly connected.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Uncle Fortuna? ”

"Oh, Xiao Du, what's the matter with you?"

......

Pei Mingyang made eye contact with Lao Wu.

[Who is he talking to?God of Wealth?Is it true or false?]

[I don't know, it looks quite real.] 】

[Can you believe it?]

[It's hard to say. 】

[He's pretending to be a coercive, isn't he? This is definitely pretending to be a coercion, is he trying to fool me?

【...... Quite like. 】

【......】

After eye contact, Du Ziyuan almost finished chatting with the God of Wealth.

"Anyway, you go and tell the martial god yourself, I'm annoyed by your two temples here, and there are so many opinions about posting a comic, so I can just go to my mother's place next time." "Du Ziyuan is really angry, he dares to obstruct him salted fish, unforgivable!

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away, I'll go right away. "The God of Wealth has promised again and again. There's no way, now I'm pointing to Du Ziyuan's new comic work, and he also has his daughter-in-law's song in his hands, so he has to coax it.

"That's it, I'll hang up," Du Ziyuan hung up the phone and looked up at Pei Mingyang, "What kind of eyes do you have? Do you want to wear women's clothes? ”

"Get out! even if I, Pei Mingyang, starve to death and jump off the cliff from Miaozhu Peak, I will never wear women's clothes again!" Pei Mingyang said with an oath.

"It's all said don't mess with Flagg," Du Ziyuan shook his head and sighed, "Anyway, you go back and wait for news by yourself, the Martial God Temple should contact you soon." ”

When Pei Mingyang saw him say this, he had no choice but to agree: "Okay, you can bring me the sketch and show it." ”

"Wow. Du Ziyuan threw away the first season of "Illya".

Pei Mingyang immediately looked at it.

""Fairy Law Girl Illya"? Is it another fairy girl theme? Why does this painting style feel so familiar?" Pei Mingyang looked at it with doubts.

When he saw the white-haired girl running out of school and going home with her brother at the beginning, he exclaimed, "Damn! Isn't this the coyote from "Holy Grail Wars"!"

A few days ago, the first volume of "Holy Grail War" was released, and the plot went to the place where the "swordsman" and "knight" battled, and the "berserker" had not yet appeared, so he didn't recognize Illya, but when he saw the coyote, even if the painting style was a little different, he still recognized it at a glance.

By the way, the name of Weigong Shilang was changed to Weigong wolf by Du Ziyuan, because it is very earthy to shout all day long that he wants to be a hero, so he has a nickname called coyote.

"You, you, you, you're not plagiarizing?!" Pei Mingyang's voice trembled, and it was unbelievable that Shan Feng would copy other people's comics. This can't be a fake mountain wind, right?

Du Ziyuan said: "It's not plagiarism, it's called linkage, do you understand? ”

"But have you discussed this with the blank teacher?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense, or why do you think I'd lend those 30 students to the Luna Temple?"

Hearing Du Ziyuan say this, Pei Mingyang was relieved: "You scared me to death, but if it's a linkage, then it's amazing, mountain wind and blank, these are the two most pinnacle existences in the comic industry so far, the two of you are invincible together, isn't the sales of this comic going to explode?"

Du Ziyuan didn't care about this: "The sales volume depends on how you operate, it's not the scope of my consideration, in short, you wait until the next volume of "Holy Grail War" comes out before publishing, otherwise it will not be good for us to characterize Illya's image first." ”

"What do you mean?" Pei Mingyang's eyes widened, "What do you mean...... Illya is also a character in "Holy Grail Wars"?"

"yes, didn't I say it? In the main drama, Illya is the master of the berserker and the sister of the coyote. ”

"Ahh

"Do you like this comic so much?" Du Ziyuan said with a smile, "I've obviously seen so many works." ”

Pei Mingyang said: "This is different, seven heroic spirits, seven legendary heroes, each of them is a famous existence in historical legends, gather them to the same battlefield battle, the idea of the blank teacher is really too godly, that is, at present, I only know the identity of the two heroic spirits of spearmen and cavalry, and I don't know who the swordsman and the archer are, I can't think of any legendary characters who are similar to them." ”

"Do you want me to tell you?" Du Ziyuan smirked.

"Don't!" Pei Mingyang covered his ears again, "I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen......"

The more he was like this, the more Du Ziyuan couldn't help but want to tease him: "Actually...... The identity of the archers is ......"

"Ah...... Don't......"

Just as Du Ziyuan was about to speak, his communication card suddenly vibrate.

"Huh?" he picked up, "Who?"

"Hey, is it Mr. Shanfeng? Help! Come on, little Mota...... Little Mo, he's dying!" Wen Cuilong's anxious voice came from the other end of the communication board.

"Huh?" Du Ziyuan immediately stood up, "What's the matter, where are you?"