I write novels in Liyue

Xiang Ling poked his head over and asked.

"Yelan? Xiangling, do you know her?"

Fang Qiu was slightly taken aback.

"We know each other. When we met for the first time, I thought she would like to eat light dishes. I didn't expect that she is the most spicy customer I have ever seen. The spicy taste in the dishes is not enough. She actually put Jueyun pepper directly. Chew and eat."

Xiang Ling said with a look of amazement.

"It's... really amazing!"

Fang Qiu was shocked.

That woman named Ye Lan is too fierce...

Raw and chewy cloud pepper?

What kind of werewolf is this...

She has experienced the spiciness of Jueyun Pepper before, of course she just watched others eat it.

If she had seen it, she might have entered Bubulu...

Those people ate dishes with Jueyun pepper, and they were sweaty and flushed.

Not to mention chewing the Jueyun pepper dry, the stomach starts to cramp and ache just thinking about it...

Appropriate spiciness is to increase the taste, but perverted spiciness is to torture yourself...

That woman named Ye Lan, she can't be a dick, can she?

The kind that enjoys pain?

However, then again.

Isn't Xiangling's connections a little scary?

Know the uncrowned Dragon King, sister Beidou, the boss of the Southern Cross Fleet, know the mysterious Ye Lan, and also know Yuheng Xing Keqing.

It is said that her master is an immortal living in seclusion in Liyue.

What protagonist template is this?

really.

In a place like Liyue where food is the paramount importance of the people, knowing how to cook means being able to eat well.

According to folk rumors, when Emperor Yan Wang was still alive, he once turned into a human form and came to Wanmin Hall to taste the dishes made by Xiangling. They all praised the dishes made by Xiangling.

However, this rumor is somewhat unreliable.

Not to mention that there is no document record, how can Emperor Yan Wang have any free time to come to Wanmin Hall for dinner...

Does he have that much free time?

"A few days ago, the owner of that teahouse seemed to have been exposed by a man named Young Master from Zhidong Country, and then he was imprisoned. That teahouse was also bought by Sister Yelan."

Xiangling said.

"That's it."

Fang Qiu nodded.

"Sir?"

Paimon's eyes widened.

"Uh, Paimon, do you know that man named Young Master?"

Fang Qiu hesitated slightly and asked.

"Knowledge is acquaintance, but how should I put it... The relationship is a bit subtle."

Paimon hesitated.

"He is the executive officer of fools. He has had disputes and cooperation with us before."

Ying said.

"Yes, the matter is very complicated. In short, he is an out-and-out fighter. Fang Qiu, you'd better not know him."

Paimon rubbed his chin and said, "However, that guy probably isn't interested in you either. He only likes to fight with strong people, such as travelers."

"Uh……"

Fang Qiu felt that Paimon looked down upon him.

Although Paimon is telling the truth...

My physical fitness is too poor, and my mobility is too poor. Although the long-range magic attack has begun to take shape, there is still a long way to go before I can become a real powerhouse.

Such as a strong person like Traveler.

When they were in front of the fireplace last night, Paimon told many stories about the adventures of travelers along the way.

For example, defeating the Dragon of the East Wind, one of the Guardians of the Four Winds who incarnated as a Wind Demon Dragon, contending with the Wolf King of the North Wind, tearing up the guards of the ruins and the heavy machine of the ruins with bare hands, defeating several Qiuqiu kings in the snow mountain lightly, helping Liyue Qixing and The gods fought against the demon god of the vortex, and awakened Daozuma's thunder god by fighting.

Picking out any of these at random is a nightmare hell level of difficulty for her.

After all, she still can only win against two or three giant Qiuqiu people.

It is said that there are also giant Qiuqiu people and giant Qiuqiu people cannot be generalized. It is said that some giant Qiuqiu people can lift huge rock shields for defense and attack.

That kind of attack is not weaker than holding an axe, but its defense is many times higher. A single impact can smash a carriage into pieces.

I don't know how much chance I have of meeting that kind of Qiuqiu.

It is said that the layered rock abyss has been very uneasy recently, and a new book must be prepared quickly.

The road to becoming stronger is urgent.

Just as Fang Qiu was thinking about the new book, Paimeng turned his head to look at Ying and said, "Uh, by the way, next time we meet that guy from Dadalia, if he dares to pull you into a fight again, we will recommend Fang Qiu's book." Give it to him, hum! Even if his mind is full of fighting, he will feel better after reading it seriously!"

"Okay, just do it."

Ying nodded.

"Wait, no, no, what should that guy do to revenge Fang Qiu after watching it?"

Paimon said.

"Don't worry, although that guy is both righteous and evil, he won't trouble Fang Qiu because of this matter."

Ying said.

"That's right, that guy said that he doesn't want to attack the weak unless it is absolutely necessary."

Paimon nodded and said.

Hearing their conversation, Fang Qiu would have slowly written a question mark if he had a pen and paper.

I was actually looked down upon by Paimeng, a one-fifth wild boar, twice.

No!

Open a new book!

After listening to Yun Jin's play tonight, I will open a new book!

Uh, wait!

its not right.

Hearing what they said, do you want to recommend your book to that dangerous fighting madman?

That's not quite right, is it?

……

……

ps: After applying the medicine, the symptoms of fever seem to be gone, but the erythema on the waist seems to be swollen... It always feels like something is wrong.

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Chapter 260 IX You Will Meet Again ([-] in [-])

Time passed slowly.

In a flash, dusk fell.

Although the snow has stopped, the sky is still covered with clouds, and the evening is very late, without the magnificence of the sunset that dyed half of the sky red in the past.

The sky was dark.

Liyue Port was lit up early.

Although Yun Jin hadn't appeared on the stage yet, the Heyu teahouse was already full.

The crowd was full of people.

"Just finished watching "Your Name" and immediately switched to "Splitting the Mountain to Save My Mother". How cool it is."

"Splitting the Mountain and Rescuing the Mother seems to be created jointly by Mr. Yun and that old thief Fang Qiu. Wouldn't the ending be a big sword?"

"It's very possible. After all, the old thief Fang Qiu has never been a human being."

The spectators talked a lot. Apart from worrying about the plot, more people were looking forward to it.

The second floor of Heyu Tea House.

"Mr. Zhongli, this is the new tea that was brought back from Qiaoying Village today."

The clerk brought a pot of tea, walked up to Zhongli, and said respectfully, "I'll pour it for you."

"Ah."

Zhongli nodded.

The clerk made a promise, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of tea for Zhongli.

The tea water is light green in color, pure in color, without any turbidity or foam.

The tea fragrance is rich and mellow.