Yuanshin: My Light Novel Looks Cry Keqing

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Ying stabbed out the long sword sharply, blocking Keqing's dragon chant in the box, and then the figure quickly approached, and opened the dragon chant in the box with the hurricane frame.

The long sword was drawn lightly, and at the same time cut out again!

A trace of solemnity flashed between Ke Qing's brows, Ying is worthy of being the strongest traveler, and it is definitely not luck to be able to turn the tide in Mond and Liyue.

The blond girl in front of her is not only proficient in the two elements, but also has great sword skills.

In just a few moves, Keqing could see Ying's level, but Yuhengxing's Yunlai swordsmanship was not a vegetarian, and faced Ying's fierce combo attacks, he calmly parried.

Do not seek merit but seek no faults.

Paimon drank all the drinks in his hand, and he was dazzled by what he saw, all he could hear was the crackling sound of weapons being handed over.

The figures of Ying and Keqing intertwine continuously on the beach, like a pleasing concerto, and the dance of gold and purple becomes more and more rapid.

At the same time, more and more onlookers gathered not far away. Mr. Storyteller watched the battle seriously, and was already thinking about how to tell the story in the afternoon.

The boss who sells drinks is making a lot of money, who can refuse another glass of refreshing drink while eating melon?

But as the crowd gathered, the news spread more and more outrageous.

"Hey, come and see, Lord Yuhengxing is competing with the traveler who killed the Demon God. I can't even see the shadows of swords and swords!"

"Have you heard that the traveler who slayed the demon god suddenly went crazy, and Lord Yuhengxing is fighting bloody battles to cover the retreat of the people!"

"Did you know that Master Yuhengxing rejected the confession of the great hero traveler, and the traveler became so angry that he shot Master Keqing. Powerful tornado!"

"I heard that Master Yu Hengxing's light novel was robbed..."

"No, no, it's obvious that the traveler's emergency food was confiscated by Mr. Yu Hengxing."

"Huh? I heard it was built to compete for the Emperor's limited edition doll?"

When the Qianyan army arrived at the beach, the place was already crowded with people. From time to time, you could hear words such as "selling tea eggs, 100 for 1 Mora, 1000 for 9 Mora, first come, first served!" "Liyue people's favorite Mineral water from Liyue Mountain Spring, we are only porters of nature!" "Feiyun Chamber of Commerce Telescope, help you get the best experience of eating melons, buy now and get a novel by Mr. Zhenyu!" .

The soldiers of Qianyan were dumbfounded, "Didn't it say that Master Yuhengxing was assassinated?"

"I don't know, didn't it mean that there was a runaway golden retriever monster?"

The two soldiers of the Qianyan Army stared at each other, and finally began to evacuate the people helplessly. Until the end, they failed to see Yuheng Xing and the traveler.

Manmintang.

Xiang Ling served the last dish and almost laughed out loud.

"It turns out that you two were just practicing. I thought something big had happened when there was such a big battle this morning."

Ying's face darkened slightly, and she sighed helplessly. She didn't expect it to be so outrageous, "Do people in Liyue love eating melons so much?"

For some reason, the image of Han Chen drinking tea appeared in her mind, probably the highest level of a fisherman.

Master Yu Hengxing also had some headaches, it was simply inexplicable.

But when Keqing saw the golden shrimp balls that Xiangling brought to the table, she quickly put her unhappiness behind her, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

The only thing Yu Hengxing can't refuse is the golden silk shrimp ball.

The golden silk shrimp balls made by Xiangling can be said to be full of color and fragrance. You can hear the crisp sound as soon as you put it in your mouth, and the delicious taste hits the taste buds directly.

Paimon also ate happily. After all, it was very hard running on Ying's head just now, and he had to replenish his strength!

Guoba jumped up onto the small chair, Xiangling lifted it up and sat on it by herself, "Ying, are you going to participate in the Southern Cross Tournament? It's absolutely fine."

"Well, there is a mysterious master participating, and I am a little worried."

Ying said modestly, after all, elemental power cannot be used, so it's better to be cautious.

"Ying, your swordsmanship is very strong, but you tend to be aggressive, so your opponent finds loopholes," Ke Qing swallowed the shrimp ball in her mouth, and commented seriously.

After all, she is also someone who has learned swordsmanship since she was a child, so she is still qualified to give advice on swordsmanship.

Speaking of swordsmanship, Keqing would think of Ling Xiao Taiji, whom she hadn't seen for a long time. That kind of swordsmanship was the strongest she had ever seen. The domineering swordsmanship was subtly soft, two opposites. Attributes can actually exist so harmoniously in one body.

"By the way, why don't you ask Master Ling Xiao Taiji for advice, he is at Wangshu Inn."

The more Keqing thought about it, the more she felt that this was a good idea, so she said it.

Paimeng's eyes lit up slightly, and he said in surprise, "Yes, we also saw that fairy's swordsmanship before, and it's as strong as opening it!"

Ying rested her chin, nodded vigorously after careful consideration, "Tomorrow I will go to learn art from a teacher!"

Xiangling looked at these people and couldn't help shedding a drop of cold sweat, what are they doing, social terrorists!That's a fairy, is it really okay for you to say that it's as cheap as the owner of the canteen next door!

"Hey, hey, hiccup~"

Ke Qing's beautiful eyes suddenly changed color, there were 4 golden shrimp balls on the plate just now, now there is only a bare dinner plate left.

"My Golden Shrimp Balls..."

Master Yu Hengxing almost shed tears.

Xiangling hurriedly pulled the rice cake back, and said angrily: "The rice cake, it's bad!"

Guoba scratched his head in confusion, and turned around in a circle by the way.

Keqing sighed regretfully, held back Xiangling who wanted to redo another dish, and said with a smile: "It's fine, don't bother."

"Miss Keqing, I'm really sorry!"

Xiangling folded her palms together and sincerely apologized, and by the way viciously pinched the rice cake's small ears to relieve her anger.

"A fairy?"

Ying always felt a subtle sense of familiarity, but she couldn't tell where it was, so she could only put it to the back of her mind for the time being.

She recognized the swordsmanship of Ling Xiao Tai Chi Zhenjun. Apart from this immortal, it was probably Han Chen. These two should be the people Ying thinks are the strongest at swordsmanship.

Chapter 49 How can I, a novelist, know immortals?

The next morning.

While Han Chen was still in his sleep and counting the rough stones, there was a knock on the door. When he opened the door rubbing his sleepy eyes, he saw a blond girl full of vigor.

"Morning, Han Chen!"

Smiling, Paimon jumped onto Han Chen's shoulder and put the hot biscuit in his hand.

Ying also smiled slightly, "Han Chen, are you free today?"

"No time, I want to code."

Han Chen lied without changing his face, and wanted to close the door by the way. Today is a weekly sleep-in day, and if he gets up before ten o'clock, he will die.

Ying smiled and blocked the door with her feet, a faint murderous look emanated from her beautiful eyes full of smiles.

"100 rough stones, accompany me to a place.

The blond girl's voice was like a devil's whisper, which rang softly and repeatedly in Han Chen's ears, stirring up waves in an instant.

Han Chen, oh Han Chen, you can't succumb to the dirty rough stone of the blond devil capitalist!

You are the majestic Liyue Immortal Lingxiao Taiji True Monarch, kicking Oser and punching Dadalia, saving Liyue from the fire and water, the strongest immortal who has hidden merit and fame!

You are the god of Tiwat light novels, with tens of millions of fans and a monthly income of one million moras!

This is a mere 100 rough stones, but a dog will shake his head when he sees it.

Han Chen clicked his tongue lightly, and said disdainfully, "Tell me, where are you going?"

"I only agreed to you for the sake of our brotherhood. This has nothing to do with the original stone. My motives are very pure."

"Uh, actually, you don't need to explain..."

Paimeng spoke weakly, the more he explained, the more he explained.

A flash of determination flashed in Han Chen's eyes, sorry for the dignity, I really need the rough stone!

Ying covered her mouth, almost burst out laughing, and then coughed a few times to restore her expression.

"Hahahahahahahahaha~"

In the end, she still couldn't hold it back. The silver bell-like laughter spread far away. Tears welled up from the corners of Yingxiao's eyes. She wiped her tears and said with all her strength, "Han Chen, let me add another 100 rough stones. I'm sorry." , I really don't want to laugh at you...but it's too funny."

Han Chen seemed to see his shattered dignity, and sat back on the sofa silently and poured three cups of tea, "Tell me what it is."

At this time, Han Chen was completely unaware of what a terrifying commission he had accepted.

Ying took a sip of the clear tea, and said softly, "I'm going to participate in the Southern Cross Martial Arts. If I get No.1, I can take the Star of Death to Daoqi."

"Hmm, then what?"

It was only then that Han Chen remembered that he had also agreed to Wan Ye to participate in some kind of martial arts meeting, but in terms of his strength, it should be enough to have hands.

"Elements cannot be used in martial arts, so I plan to practice swordsmanship hard!"

Ying raised her small pink fist confidently. Han Chen didn't realize the danger at this time, but just nodded yes yes yes.

"I met a fairy with superb sword skills before."

"Hmm, then what?"

"I decided to go to him and beg him to teach me swordsmanship!"

"Yeah, good idea, I support you."

"That immortal is called Lingxiao Taiji Zhenjun. Miss Keqing said that he is at the Wangshu Inn." She looked at Han Chen with a smile on her face, "Come with me in the afternoon~"

"Yeah, of course it's okay—huh?!!!"

Han Chen woke up suddenly, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead, and he was dumbfounded.

"Who?!"

"Um, Master Lingxiao Taiji, do you know him?"

Ying and Paimeng looked at each other suspiciously, not knowing why Han Chen had such a sudden reaction.

"Haha...how can I, a novelist, know immortals? Haha," Han Chen laughed dryly with difficulty, and at the same time began to sneak towards the door silently.

Help, what kind of hell drawing is this, how could he, Han Chen, just give up here!

As long as you reach that place, you can——

"Where do you want to go?"

Ying crossed her waist and blocked the door, a flash of determination flashed in her beautiful eyes, "Today, you have to go if you accompany me, or you have to go if you don't!"

"The rough stone has already been spent, and I refuse to return it!"

Paimon also stood on Ying's shoulder and nodded deeply, "That's right, return it!"

Han Chen silently opened the system card pool, really wanting to dig out a god-like card pool, so that he can perform a clone technique.

He really cried to death, why did he push himself to a dead end!

Is the rough stone so important to you, damn it!

Han Chen realized that he could no longer give up on himself, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and a brilliant idea slowly appeared in his mind.

"Ahem, okay, let me know when you're ready."

Han Chen sat back on the sofa, took a sip from the teacup, and his right hand was shaking wildly.

Ying tilted her head strangely, feeling that Han Chen was really weird today, "Okay, don't go back on your word this time."

Han Chen nodded with a wry smile.

Wangshu Inn.

Seeing Ying and Han Chen, Phil Godet asked enthusiastically, "Hello, do you need any services?"

"Excuse me, is Master Ling Xiao Taiji here?"

Ying asked directly, looking curiously at the hanging painting behind, on which the Immortal Ling Xiao was holding a white sword to kill the demon god.

"That Immortal Ling Xiao sometimes appears on the roof."

"Mmm, thank you."

Ying tugged at Han Chen's sleeve, "Let's go!"

Han Chen was a little out of his mind, coughed lightly and followed Ying's figure.

The two climbed to the top floor together with Paimeng. Ying and Paimeng looked around, but they didn't see the figure of Lingxiao Taiji Immortal.