The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 283 The Red Mansion Listening to Books (1)

The fighting outside continues.

Snow Tiger Demon Ancestor and Hundred Flowers Saint fought hand in hand, in just a few moments, there have been thousands of rounds between you and me.

The demonic aura and talent are mixed together, and the sky is full of blood, giving people a feeling of panic all day long.

Until the Saint of Hundred Flowers lightly tapped his fingers and turned into a green lotus. A large lotus-shaped seal, accompanied by the melodious knocking of bells, hit the palm of Snow Tiger Demon Ancestor.

Suddenly, a muffled hum sounded.

Tick-tick black blood kept flowing down, each drop of blood, as if weighing a thousand catties, quickly fell in the air, smashing deep grooves on the ground.

Snow Tiger Demon Ancestor's expression at the moment was a little annoyed.

He said good-bye again and again, gritted his teeth and said, "I underestimated the cunning heart of the human race today, and actually waited for the rabbit, deliberately lured me to make a move, and actually slandered me... I will make a note of this matter."

The Saint of Hundred Flowers sneered.

Even coming to do business and make money is just a side purpose.

The second is to take this ride and return to work in the local area.

A heterogeneous human-male hybrid.

At the same time, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, his tone firm and forceful.

One after another, Taiyuan Tongbao was thrown onto the high platform like snowflakes.

Most of their topics at the moment revolve around the scene of the previous battle between the two saints.

Song Lanyi's eyes almost flashed.

Xie Shiba was dizzy at the attack of these sweet words.

Coral bracelets, mother-of-pearl, pearls, these mortal objects are like crucian carp crossing the river.

But at this moment, hundreds of people were silent, all focused on listening to the storyteller on the stage, and as soon as the folding fan was opened, their mouths began to talk endlessly.

There was a hot current from her limbs, and the itching from deep in the bone marrow made her eyelids droop unconsciously.

The second treasure ship he took out was magnificent, four or five meters higher than the previous one. It looked like a mobile fortress sailing between rivers and rivers.

He stretched out a finger, and the fingertips even trembled slightly:
"you you……"

Xie Shiba looked funny, "It's just some worthless things. If the nineteenth sister likes it, when you get to the East China Sea, you can choose what's there."

"If you ask me, the name Qianhongyidong must have a deep meaning. Qianhongyidong... Qianhongyicries, isn't this cave full of crying?"

It is not like the general style of writing is complicated, there is no sentence reading, and it is difficult to read through and understand the meaning.

That's why among these people, there are adults with long beards, and young people who are full of ambition and have eyes like eagles.

Before I finished speaking, I heard a "bang" and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

The sound of the tide and spray at the pier was endless, and the voices of the surrounding people grew from scratch until they finally became noisy.

The Snow Tiger Demon Ancestor panted slightly, and then roared, "Baihua, I'm waiting for you!"

Next to it is a young man.

In the teahouse, when everyone started to discuss the plot, there was a loud dispute.

In a space the size of a tea house, the fragrance of tea wafted in. In the huge space, once the small tables were placed, the teapots were placed, and the bead curtains were hung, there were actually hundreds of people sitting densely.

And all of this is for her.

As soon as these words came out, the old man's face flushed with anger.

Song Lanyi smiled helplessly, picked up her limp body, touched her flesh pads, and then shouted outside in a good mood, "Brother Eighteen, I'm coming."

No matter whether it is the human race or the sea race below, whether it is young or old, when they heard the last sentence at this moment, they couldn't help but sigh.

This "Dream of Red Mansions" can be called a wonderful book.

Could it be that Song Lanyi had already expected that the Snow Tiger Demon Ancestor would make a move, so he asked Baihua Saint to make a move.

Tangxi looked at Song Lanyi, dazed, she really wanted to ask Song Lanyi: Is it worth it?
But before she could say such provocative words, she felt the blood in her body start to boil after this fight.

At this moment, the image of Xiba Shiba in Song Lanyi's heart suddenly grew taller.

As Xie Shiba walked out of the second floor of the four-story cabin, he discovered that there was a hidden hole in it.

Only then did Xie Shiba's voice come from outside the boat, "Sister Nineteen, the Snow Tiger Demon Ancestor is gone, we can go to the East China Sea on a real ship."

For a time, the world opened up again.

Immediately, she reacted quickly, took Xie Shiba's arm, and strode towards the boat.

According to Xie Shiba's suggestion, these human races came to supervise the sea race on the ship.

"Let's talk about Jia Baoyu's absurd dream. He saw the police fairy girl, saw the original and supplementary volume of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling, smelled the essence of the fragrance, and drank a thousand reds. If you know what will happen next, please listen to the next scene. "

"What tempted you to make a move? Is there any reason in this world that a cow will not drink water and force its head? Besides, even if our human race lays ambush on you, I will be the only one who will make a move. You have been a saint for many years, but you still can't beat me, Baihua, It’s a shame to say that.”

She wanted to say something, but only said Song Lanyi's name, then closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

From Xie Shiba's point of view, he lacks everything, except money.

On the contrary, it is mixed with white and white, which has the simplicity of reading through and the remarkable literary talent.

As soon as these words came out, even Song Lanyi couldn't help but choke.

real ship?
What does it mean?
Tangxi turned into a cat, opened her eyes wide, and looked at Song Lanyi with a lot of puzzlement in her eyes.

"You don't need to wait! In a few days, I will personally go to the Holy Land of the Monster Race!"

In addition to the Sea Clan, there are also photos of the Human Clan on the boat.

After saying that, those slender hands directly scattered Leiyun.

He smiled contemptuously, "It's just a book, and it's worth your troubles? Let me tell you, these are just your imaginations, maybe even the author Cao Gong didn't even think about it."

His real purpose is to relax.

In the teahouse, although everyone had regrets, they were more interested in it.

Song Lanyi's eyes were surprisingly bright.

Seeing this, the young man of the Hai clan rolled his eyes, "Old scholar, pedantic..."

She looked at Xie Shiba, and said sincerely, "Brother Shiba, recognizing you as a brother is the most correct decision I have ever made in my life!"

Xie Shiba even spent huge sums of money, taking out a single ship as a cover to confuse the monster race's sight.

The most important thing is that the plot is novel, the conception is ingenious, and the affection is lingering.

He patted his head shyly, blushing on his cheeks: "Sister Nineteen, don't always tell the truth. It's weird, it's embarrassing."

The person who spoke was an old man with white hair and vicissitudes of life, and his eyebrows were wrinkled into a word of Sichuan.

The young man was startled, he squatted down, and pushed the old man whose face was flushed and passed out, whose life or death was unknown.

　I'm home.Long time no see, everyone. First of all, I am sorry that due to my personal illness, the update will be interrupted during the Chinese New Year.I didn't want to explain in such detail at first, but it's been a long time, and I don't mean to be miserable, just explain it.Old readers may have always known about my illness. I was depressed and then turned into bipolar disorder. The mood of this illness will fluctuate. Basically, I have been in the process of being excited-depressed and depressed for the second half of the year. cycle.The first time I got sick was during the Chinese New Year, so since I was 18, every year during the Chinese New Year, I would be depressed, irritable, and unable to get any energy to do things.On New Year's Eve, I wanted to send everyone a happy New Year's Eve, but I was really in a bad mood. I cried for a long time under the quilt, and then gave up on myself for half a month.Originally, in the new month of early February, I planned to continue writing books, but it happened that my parents and younger brother were in the sun, and I was busy cooking and writing school articles again.

　　But it's okay, it's over.I insist on taking medicine every day. From the beginning of the onset, my depression period has been greatly shortened, which can be regarded as progress and improvement.

　　There are no difficulties that cannot be overcome. I hope that everyone can think of the positive side when encountering unsatisfactory life.Don't forget the support of your relatives and friends. If you feel sad, you can post it in the group, or chat with me privately.

　　Belated blessings, I wish you all good health, abundant wealth, and wishful thinking!
　　
　
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