I write novels in Liyue

This reminded her of a time ago, when a spy from the Winter Solstice earned extra money for writing a spy novel, and after being investigated, it was confirmed that he was indeed a spy from the Winter Solstice Country.

I don't know where the Zhiwinter spy is being tortured now, whether his face has been beaten into a pig's head, and whether the word "spy" has been burnt on his face by torture tools.

It hurts to think about it.

Speaking of it, it seems that this kind of thing happened in the previous life.

It seems that it is not easy to be a spy?

Need to write fiction on the side for extra money.

In addition to spies, there seem to be grave robbers writing tomb robber novels.

It is said that Liyue seems to have an organization called Thief Treasure Group.

I don't know if they will lack Mora and write tomb robbery novels to make extra money.

Just as she was thinking so, the door of the hall opened.

Fang Qiu got up and carried Tingyu, who was already asleep, to the hall.

Seeing that Shen He was putting away his umbrella, he walked in through the gate.

"Welcome back, take a bath first or eat first? I went to Wanmintang to make a bag today, and I can eat it after warming it up."

Fang Qiu said with a smile.

Tingyu in his arms took advantage of Fang Qiu's inattention, jumped off the ground, and ran to the back hall in a flash.

"Let's eat."

Shen He said.

"Eh? Wait, Shen He, what happened to your hand? Why is there blood?"

Fang Qiu was about to help Shen He heat up the meal, when he suddenly saw that Shen He's hand was stained with blood, he hurried up and grabbed Shen He's wrist to check.

However, she checked, but she didn't find a wound on Shen He's hand at all.

"On the way back, I saw two little thieves from the Treasure Thieves Group blackmailing others, so I beat them both up."

Shen He said in a low voice.

"In other words, this is their blood?"

Fang Qiu was a little puzzled.

"Ah."

Shen He nodded.

"Those two members of the Treasure Thieves Group... Are you okay?"

Fang Qiu swallowed, and asked.

"Don't worry, I can't die, I just suffered a lot."

Shen He said lightly.

"The next time something like this happens, it's better to call it Qianyan Army."

Fang Qiu said.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine if I deal with two little thieves."

Shen He said in a low voice.

"Uh... that's fine, you go and wash your hands, and I'll help you warm up something to eat."

Fang Qiu hesitated for a moment, but in the end she couldn't tell if she was worried that the other party would be beaten to death by her.

And... Shen He seems to be joining a unit similar to the Qianyan Army...

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Ps: I thought I would change my schedule yesterday, but I slept through the night...

Another update today.

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Chapter 280 IX This Child Has Really Repented ([-] words, [-] in [-])

The wind and snow in Liyue Port were howling, and the snow was getting bigger and bigger.

There are few pedestrians on the road, and those who set up stalls closed their stalls early.

Only the sonorous and forceful voice of the storyteller can be heard from the illuminated indoor teahouse by the roadside.

"Sedum's sword is like a mountain and an ocean. In an instant, the wind and clouds change color, the sun and the moon mutiny. If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next chapter to break it down!"

Then there was a burst of noise.

"Old Zhangtou, you have been talking about Sedum and Chonglou War for three days, when will you be tall?"

"Yeah, you're at the most exciting place again, it's a bit unreasonable."

"What's the difference between you and those broken-book dogs? The last time I read a book, everyone thought the protagonist was dead, and those villains who were suppressed usually went to bully the protagonist's relatives, just when the villain was about to kill the protagonist. Relatives, the protagonist nailed a sword in front of the villain and said, "I'm waiting for death, and then I'm gone..."

"Ahem, everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient. This adaptation is not a random compilation. Fang Qiu's book has a system of its own. The story of "Legend of Heroes" is wonderful, it is extremely difficult to adapt it, and my ability is limited, next time, next time, I will make sure that everyone enjoys listening to it, how about it?"

"I believe you again, if I can't finish this fight next time, I'll go to Sanwanbugang to listen to it. I heard there's a recent talk about the Demon Realm War in Chonglou."

"That's it."

The teahouse is very lively.

And on the cold street.

One fat, one thin, two bruised and swollen faces, blood-stained members of the Treasure Squad are supporting each other, walking in the cold wind of a winter night.

When they walk a certain distance, a little scarlet blood will drip on the snow.

Very eye-catching.

"Brother... your nosebleed is coming out again..."

said the fat man.

"Hiss... It hurts... That bitch is too harsh... I just asked someone to borrow some pocket money to spend... I broke the law, can I ask the law to punish me..."

The thin man grinned in pain.

"Big...Big brother...how about...next time we don't...rob...let's sell books...just...when we line up to buy books for those two people, we can buy more books and sell them... How...how?"

The fat man kept wiping his nosebleeds, tears flowed out uncontrollably, and said.

"This hatred, I remember it!"

The thin man scolded: "Don't let me know where her home is!"

"Brother...Brother, don't, that woman is too strong, we can't deal with it at all."

The fat man turned pale with shock, and said hastily.

"Of course I know, that woman is as strong as a monster, and I'm not stupid."

The thin man wiped away the tears shed from the pain, and said bitterly: "When I know where her home is, I will block the keyhole of her door with something every day, so that she cannot open the door."

"Then will we be mistaken for picking the lock and caught by the Qianyan army?"

the fat man asked.

"What are you afraid of?"

The thin man scolded.

While scolding, the two walked towards Bu Bu Lu.

Just as they were swearing vigorously, three people walked over on the street facing them.

Two women and one man, one tall and two short.

The wind and snow were too heavy, and they were beaten badly, and they couldn't see their faces clearly. They just felt that the three people were looking at them.

The thin man was suddenly furious.

"What are you looking at? Have you ever seen such a handsome group of robbers? Hurry up, get out of here, be careful, I will beat you guys."

The thin man scolded angrily.

Generally speaking, after he said this, ordinary people would have already sped up and ran away.

After all, the reputation of the Treasure Bandit is here.

Which one is not frightened?

Baby Liyue didn't dare to cry when she heard about their reputation as a treasure robber group.

However, to his surprise, the three people not only did not run away quickly, but stood where they were.

Instead, he walked towards them.

"Huo? Walking towards us? It's fine if you don't get out, but you still take the initiative to approach and fight? After all, I'm in a good mood today, and I plan to let you go. You don't cherish it."

The thin man spat a mouthful of blood into the snow, embellishing the white snow with a layer of scarlet.

He pushed away the fat man who was supporting him, and exercised his muscles and bones reluctantly.

Eyes sharp as a wolf.

Can't stand it!

He will educate these three people well today, and let them experience the fate of offending the treasure robbers.

Otherwise, a cat or a dog would dare to break ground on the head of the treasure robbers in the future.

Vent the anger of being beaten up just now.

Just make these three people look like pigs like yourself.

The fat man on the side was also ready to make a move.

"If you don't go in, how can you beat you up?"