I write novels in Liyue

Also, at the end of the last chapter, when Gan Yu’s manuscript was returned, I didn’t notice that it was the previous version. There was still a lonely look behind Gan Yu. Everyone, go back and refresh it. I feel that the status is okay. If you sleep well today, you should be able to stabilize the third update.

Chapter 110 Seventh Millennium Obsession, Once Disappeared

time lapse.

In a blink of an eye, the afterglow of the setting sun completely disappeared into the sky.

It was night in Liyue Land.

Liyue Harbor is lit up with lanterns.

The lights of thousands of houses were turned on one after another, and smoke rose from the cities.

The whole city is peaceful and peaceful.

A gust of wind carried the smoke and fire of Liyue Port to the Yujing Terrace, the large terrace on the top floor of Yuehai Pavilion.

Two women sit across a table.

One of the women was wearing an expensive cheongsam in gold, black and white. Her platinum hair was tied behind her head with a precious hairpin, and her golden sleeves were gently swaying in the wind.

She has a graceful figure and a beautiful appearance.

At this time, she was leaning on the chair, wearing a black base with gold embellished gloves, holding a cup of good tea with a light white smoke and a strong fragrance, taking a sip, and looking up To the woman sitting opposite her, she smiled faintly and said, "It's your turn."

And the woman sitting opposite her was wearing a black and red dark suit, with a pirate blindfold on her left eye, and a right hand with a fingerless glove, who was picking up a sunspot and landed it on the chessboard.

"This is a good move."

Ningguang smiled faintly.

"it's your turn."

Beidou said calmly.

"There is no need to continue playing. This chess game has been repeated for many times, and there is no winner or loser."

Ning Guang shook his head and said.

"I've also reported to you about Dao's wife, and played chess with you. I'll go back to my death sign first."

Beidou got up and said.

"Aren't you staying for supper?"

Ningguang asked.

"We can't eat a single dish."

Beidou waved his hand and said.

"Then, I won't send it away."

Ningguang was not surprised by Beidou's answer, she took another sip of tea and said.

"random."

Beidou didn't care, she got up and left, but halfway there, she paused.

"What, is there something else?"

Ningguang asked.

"Speaking of which, I came to you this time and brought you a present."

Beidou turned around and said.

"Gift?"

Ning Guang frowned, smiled and said: "I'm a little curious, what gift will you bring me?"

"It's nothing special, just two books written by a friend of mine."

With that said, Beidou took out two books and threw them directly to Ningguang.

Ning Guang catches it casually.

"Whether you want to watch it or not, it's up to you whether you want it or not, I'll go first."

Beidou smiled lightly, turned around and left.

It wasn't until Beidou left that Ning Guang turned his attention to the two books in his hand.

"Your Lie in April".

"Eternity".

"I remember that a few days ago, Ke Qing and Gan Yu went to Wanwen Jishe together to buy these two books."

Ning Guang frowned slightly, and said to himself.

It's not that she specially sent someone to check what books Gan Yu and Ke Qing bought.

She wasn't bored to this point.

He only knew about it after hearing the secretaries of Yuehai Pavilion talking about it.

She didn't pay much attention to this either.

It's just that Beidou actually bought these two books for her, and even mentioned that they were books from a friend, which aroused her a little interest.

"Can you become friends with Keqing Ganyu and Beidou at the same time? Fang Qiu? It's interesting."

Ning Guang murmured, lying gently on the reclining chair, gently lifting her long white and slender thighs, resting on the other leg, and then gently opened one of the books.

……

at this time.

At the door of the tavern downstairs in the Wanwen Collection House, a woman in her early thirties, dressed in a purple cheongsam, with a good figure and dyed hair all over her body, was leaning enchantingly on the door frame.

"Ugh."

Looking back at less than half of the guests in her tavern, and then at the teahouse on the second floor opposite, the novel lovers who were concentrating on reading, the woman sighed faintly.

Some melancholy.

A little sad.

However, the tavern owned by the bald-headed and strong man opposite was even more bleak. She had been standing at the door for so long, and she saw a few men who were also strong men walk into the tavern with their shoulders crossed.

Other than that there is no more business.

"Go upstairs and see what's going on."

The proprietress thought for a while, then raised her foot and walked upstairs to the Wanwen collection room.

Wanwen Jishe is very quiet.

Under the bright lights, everyone was reading books intently.

Even Ji Fang, the proprietress of Wanwen Jishe, held "Sword of Immortal Sword" and looked at it fascinatedly. Her brows were slightly frowned, and she felt a little hesitant.

Do you want to buy a set to see what happens next?

For today, she bought a batch of specialty wine from Mond specially for girls!

If Fang Qiu's "Sword of Heaven" had a happy ending, then she would be at a loss.

This……

Just when she was having a headache, a voice of gnashing of teeth sounded.

"Old thief Fang Qiu! Solanum nigrum, my solanum nigrum!"

One of the young men had an ugly face, and his hand holding the book trembled slightly.

Thousands of years of obsession, once dissipated.

Thousands of years ago, Long Yang told Solanum nigrum that without that sword, he could still wipe out the enemy.

Thousands of years later, Jing Tian also told her that without that sword, he could still defeat the evil sword fairy.

Thousands of years ago, Longyang died in battle.

But after thousands of years, she didn't want to see Sedum die again.

So, taking advantage of Jingtian and Tang Xuejian's inattention, Solanum nigrum pushed them away and jumped into the sword-forging furnace.

In this paragraph, Fang Qiu wrote very emotionally, showing the nightshade's reluctance to the fullest.

People can't help but feel sad, and their eyes are red.

……

……

ps: Forget that today is New Year's Eve!

It turned out to be a lot of things.

One update first, and two more updates later.

Happy New Years Eve to everyone.

Chapter 110 Eight, Everything is Already Like Smoke

At this time, many readers also read this position, and the peace of Wanwen Jishe was suddenly broken.

"Choose one, old thief Fang Qiu, can you be more cruel?"

"The old thief Fang Qiu has no heart at all! How can you talk about being cruel?"

"According to my experience in the first two books, Fang Qiu may really be more ruthless."

"It's over, the old thief Fang Qiu has started again, I shouldn't believe her for the last time, this time, the last time I was planted in the grass after drinking, and someone took off my pants and was passed on as a monster with an ass. Come?"

"Thousands of years ago, she chose to obey Brother Wang, and Brother Wang died. Thousands of years later, Solanum nigrum knew that if she obeyed Sedum this time, Sedum would die too. The plot uses control in this kind of place!"

"The long-cherished wish of a thousand years, once gone, may be for Solanum nigrum, who lived for a thousand years is for this moment. Presumably, when dancing the sword furnace, in Solanum solanum's heart, Sedum is Sedum, he is not Longyang."

"I didn't cry at first, why do you say these sensational things."

"Good sister, it's all my fault, don't cry."