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At the beginning of the story of shooting the sculpture, I borrowed an old storyteller to read an ancient poem in a melodious tone:

Little peach blossoms by itself without an owner,

The tobacco is full of night crows.

Several ruins surrounded the old wells,

It has always been one by one.

Duan Qingyun's eyes suddenly brightened, and he immediately sighed: "Not to mention the opening, this seven-character piece is really brilliant."

"Good poem!"

Seeing the setting sun here nodded at the same time.

This is actually the work of Dai Fugu, a poet from the Southern Song Dynasty. It was the first time it appeared in Blue Star, and both naturally regarded it as Chu Kuang's original work.

then.

The two did not communicate anymore, each sinking into the spiritual world created by the eagle shooting.

In fact, the pace of shooting the eagle is very slow. At the end of the first chapter, the protagonist has not even appeared, and it is not until the second chapter that it is Guo Jing's plot.

However, the foreshadowing of the first chapter is inevitable and necessary.

Whether Guo Xiaotian's relationship with Yang Tiexin and Qiu Chuji, or Li Ping's and Bao Xiwei's children's fate trajectory due to their parents' misfortunes, they all lie thousands of miles in the grass snake gray line.

The contrast and contrast of the fate of the characters are repeatedly used in the article:

Bao Xiwei's widowed husband, but because Wanyan Honglie praised him for being beautiful, he would be delighted in his heart, and even followed the man like a wave.

Also face the pain of losing a husband.

Li Ping was full of vengeance obsessions, she didn't want to give in to the villain Duan Tiande at all, was beaten and abused, and even clenched her teeth, even pretending to be mad and stupid, so she finally survived.

Amidst the falling snow.

Guo Jing quack landed.

At that time, Yang Kang in Bao Xi's abdomen had become the little prince of the golden man;

Guo Jing is an ordinary child living in the desert.

However, the perspective of the protagonist of the story did not focus on Yang Kang, but on Guo Jing.

From Guo Jing's rescue of Zhebye, to the death of Zhebye's hiding place, to the final look of Temujin and a group of Mongolian soldiers, the character and image of this character are already on paper.

Afterwards.

The Seven Devils of Jiangnan appeared, Mei Chaofeng and Chen Xuanfeng turned into black wind and double evil spirits.

At the time of the battle between the two sides, the young Guo Jing jumped in and won the approval of the Seven Monsters, not to mention, also revealed the tip of the iceberg of the five unique yellow pharmacists.

Unconsciously.

The contrast between Yang Kang and Guo Jing is even stronger.

It is also pointed by a famous teacher, the same is in a foreign race, and it is recognized by the foreign superior as a Han, and also has a glorious future at hand, but the two worldviews are completely different.

And when Huang Rong appeared.

Duan Qingyun's expression changed drastically for the first time when Guo Jing, who was shown in the image of a little beggar and coaxed by the spirits and spirits, to generously donate his money...

At that time.

The tea is cold.

Wind into the kiosk.

The tea water slightly oscillates with its emerald green ripples.

The two martial arts world Taishan Beidou holding "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" still did not speak, but their eyes seemed to be firmly locked on the open pages as if they had taken root.

Suddenly it was afternoon.

The sun gradually heats up.

The two of them had the cold tea without making any eye contact, until Duan Qingyun's family reminded them to have a meal outside, and the two of them woke up like a dream.

"How long did we watch?"

"About three or four hours."

The setting sun rubbed his slightly sore eye sockets, and he hadn't read a novel so fascinated for a long time.

Duan Qingyun's mood was a bit inexplicably agitated, and when he spoke, he didn't know what to evaluate, but the joints of the fingers holding the page were slightly white because of the force.

"eat first."

The setting sun said.

Duan Qingyun directly sent the food to the pavilion, but after a few mouthfuls, his eyes never left the writing.

next to.

The setting sun's reaction was not much better than Duan Qingyun's. He was also reading the whole process, and he didn't realize that he was still eating when he picked up a chopstick ginger, although the **** had already fallen off his stomach when he reacted.

After eating.

The two unanimously immersed themselves in the world of the book again, as if the attraction of this book surpassed everything in the world.

One hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

The difference from the morning is:

The process of reading the book in the afternoon was no longer speechless.

Although there is still not much exchange, but every time the plot is exciting, you can always hear the other party's applause.

at last.

The setting sun appeared on the horizon.

From the rising of the sun to the sunshine after dinner, a hint of red appeared in the sky, and the air was stained with chill.

The sky is getting darker.

The two came back to their senses for the second time and looked at each other unanimously, but at the same time they saw the shocking colors in each other's eyes!

"Brother Duan..."

Although I haven't finished reading it yet, the mood of the setting sun has been completely moved by "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and his voice trembled slightly:

"what is this?"

"The future of martial arts!"

This is Duan Qingyun's answer, his face flushed, making a loud voice and without hesitation: "This is a brand new martial arts road!"

Is there not much that martial arts can write?

Before reading the novel in hand, the two had regretfully discussed this topic, and agreed that martial arts must open up a new path if they want to continue, otherwise they will never be able to break the shackles that lie in the sky of martial arts, and become the two. People read this novel, but the content hasn't been completely read yet, but their mentality suddenly becomes clear!

How could anyone write martial arts novels like this?

The setting sun's heart was surging, as if it glowed with an infinite look, and his lips kept moving:

"It turns out that martial arts novels can still be written like this!"

"I think this is not just a martial arts novel, this is literature!"

For the first time, Duan Qingyun felt that it was so right to call martial arts literature, and Chu Kuang really opened up a new path for martial arts!

An incredible new road!

In previous martial arts novels, Jianghu is a place of evil opposite to temples, UU看书www.uukanshu. com is an anti-imperial gang and a caotai group for performing arts.

What annihilation.

What revenge.

What martial arts supreme.

Similar main lines vary.

It's inevitable to have a squeamish air when you watch too much.

And the rivers and lakes in the shooting sculpture are like a ray of fresh wind, blowing away the old and decayed atmosphere—

The peak of Huashan and the vast desert opened their horizons like a wide screen. A pair of white eagles teased their thoughts. Bi Hai Chaosheng interprets the martial arts that were previously unattainable in an infinitely ethereal way, and playing the dog club returns the legend to the secular and cordial.

Who listens to Luomei in Yudi?

There are so many tricks and tastes!

This is the first work in history!

This work guides the future of martial arts in a direction that no one has imagined. It is not only the splendor of the plot itself, but also the interpretation of the song and the changes of the homeland, and these seemingly cumbersome content is reflected in the main text. The martial arts have made a perfect combination!

The imagination of martial arts has completely exploded!

Positive narration, flashback, interstitial narration, foreshadowing, setting off...

There are flying dragons in the sky and divine dragons wagging their tails, with sounds and colors, noses and eyes, sometimes noisy flutes and drums, and sometimes flowers and shadows.

Another time and space.

Someone once commented:

The shot carved out, the ghosts and gods are shocked.

For ordinary people, this evaluation may be exaggerated, but for some old people who have been immersed in the martial arts field for many years, it is very clear about the true meaning of this evaluation.

now.

As the two Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world of Zhaozhou, they couldn't help but change their colors, let alone other readers who successively opened the novel to read.

The carving fever is coming!

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ps: I started to move bricks as soon as I got home. The update is as usual today. Don’t ridicule. You will only start to retreat tomorrow. This wave will hit you in the face with an explosion o(*￣︶￣*)o.