Memorandum of Understanding of the Heavens and Worlds

Chapter 71 Conveying Documents
Looking at the way the little boy appeared on the stage, he knew that he was not an ordinary person. Lin Zhihui relaxed a little and stood on the side as a mural. Looking at this posture, today's fight will definitely not be completed, and it may be postponed indefinitely. Regarding this point However, Lin Zhihui didn't have any objections. He is a ghost clan, and he is not afraid of losing arms and legs. He is a human being with flesh and blood.

Well, in fact, these are just excuses. The real reason is that Lin Zhihui has no idea whether he can defeat Yan Jie. Although he has the Linglong Tower to protect him, this thing is always ineffective at critical moments. If he loses the chain, if he is defeated by the opponent, he will lose face and lose his life, and no matter what, he will not be able to produce what he wants.

"Bi Jie, there is no matter here, and there is no agreement between the worlds." But Yan Jie was not polite at all, the crescent shovel had already condensed into shape, and swung down from midair, the sickle-like shovel head volleyed at the little boy's head: "Before you meddle in other things, you'd better weigh yourself first."

"Don't be impulsive." The little boy called Bi Jie patted his chest with an exaggerated expression, took half a step back and looked around, and simply dodged his figure and hid behind Lin Zhihui.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just here to send a message, and I'm not here to send you when the two countries are at war, not to mention that I'm here to save you." Bi Jie bent his lips at Lin Zhihui, with a pure face, indicating that he is a good person , while touching his waist, he threw something like a glass ball at Yan Jie.

Yan Yan raised his hand to catch it, his palm shone slightly, and a translucent light curtain bloomed in front of her, with golden light shining.

Lin Zhihui turned his head to look at the little boy with his short legs crossed, floating beside him: "What is that? Imperial decree?"

Bi Jie was not aloof at all, and he didn't have the airs of a god. He blinked at him, and waved his hand in a quack manner: "Almost, but it's not called that anymore, that's too old-fashioned, and we gods have to keep up with the times, right?" , This is an official document issued by the Committee of All Realms, which is much more powerful than the imperial decree."

"What's the content, can you reveal a little bit?" Lin Zhihui couldn't hide his curiosity and couldn't help asking.

Bi Jie looked a bit embarrassed, touched his chubby chin and hesitated for a moment: "It is reasonable to say that it cannot be revealed, but well, you are also half of the party involved." As he spoke, he glanced at the silent An Jie, very pleased He leaned forward and patted Lin Zhihui's shoulder sympathetically, and said in the tone of someone who came here: "What an ignorant young man, how dare you provoke her, but your luck is not bad. This period of time is a big competition for civilizations and regions in all worlds, and there are documents on it Do not fight privately in any situation, once you find out, you will be dealt with immediately, this time the force is very strong, no one dares to commit crimes against the wind, don't worry, at least you will be safe until the end of the competition."

Lin Zhihui was confused, but he was sure that today's fight could be postponed, so he was relieved. This means that he still has a chance to go home and try to find a way to make a joke for himself, or ask King Chujiang to return the goods. , Change to a magic weapon with a little bit of aura, and you don't have to be afraid of this difficult woman like Yan Ji.

The two people on this side murmured, while Yan Jie on the other side also finished reading the official documents, he raised his hand and threw the glass ball back, the black energy all over his body was exhausted, Bi Jie stretched out his hand, put the glass ball into his sleeve, and said to the two: " Alright, my mission has been completed, I’ll leave first if there’s nothing else to do.” He stood up and walked to the window, and said, “I’ve been very busy these days, and I have an exchange meeting in a few days, so I have to go Receiving guests from the underworld, I don't have time to practice, I really want to find a place to squint, oh, I'm so busy."

The voice was still echoing in the air, Bi Jie had already jumped out of the window, and disappeared in a flash.

The last few words were vague, it sounded like a casual complaint, but it seemed to have some other meaning, Lin Zhihui scratched his head, turned to look at Yan Yan, couldn't help being taken aback, subconsciously said: "Where are you going?"

Yan Yan's face was very ugly, he ignored Lin Zhihui at all, turned around and opened the door and walked away.

"It's really a needle in the bottom of a woman's heart. The ancients don't deceive me." Lin Zhihui was speechless for a while, and saw Yan Jie walk out of the hotel from the window, got into a taxi, and then went downstairs to leave. What about the Nian Chuan, who knows if An Jie will follow him secretly.

When passing by the hotel lobby, Lin Zhihui ran into a previous waiter head-on. Under the other's meaningful gaze, he immediately stepped up and walked out of the door pretending to be calm. far behind.

After eating breakfast at a small shop on the pedestrian street, Lin Zhihui took the subway home. He still has to update his book today, and he must never let his book open.

Originally, he came to look for inspiration from the information, but he was somehow involved in a supernatural incident. Not only did he fight with ghosts, but he was also beaten up by Xingjun, chased by the land lord, and saw a man who looked like The child's Bijie, after processing these experiences, is enough for him to open a dungeon.

Lin Zhihui sat in the last carriage, thinking about the plot to be written today. He felt that his head was in a mess and he couldn't concentrate at all. He simply changed his mind and began to follow yesterday's experience. Inspiration, he just needs to change the face of this matter while it is hot, isn't it a good plot, or the real feeling of first-hand information, it is definitely not good to write it out.

At the door of the house, Lin Zhihui has basically finished the draft, and then added some background and character settings, and then he can start to work.

……

Chuangdian website headquarters.

Urban Editorial Group.

Led by Chuangdian.com and Dazheng Group, the "Top Ten Writers on the Internet" selection activity jointly organized by multiple websites started with a huge momentum. Once it was announced, it aroused enthusiastic responses on the Internet.

The number of online votes on the first day reached tens of millions, and the major websites were almost paralyzed. The editors in charge of this selection event had to work overtime to sort out the data, and handed it over to the temporary working group set up by the organizer for summary and screening.

Chu Qianning also participated in this selection activity. The first round of auditions ended today, and a total of 1000 people were selected from various websites to enter the next round of elimination. As the main editor of urban novels on Chuangdian.com, she naturally also cares about some of them. How many of their own writers are shortlisted, and how many places can the masters of the urban group occupy.

"The result is out." The mobile phone next to it rang, and Xiaoyu picked it up to take a look, and called out.

Chu Qianning immediately put down the work at hand, opened the work mailbox to receive emails, opened the document and quickly scanned it, and the masters of the Chuangdian website were indeed at the top of the list, accounting for two-thirds of the top ten. As a member of the website, she feels very honored.

Looking at the bottom of the page, Chu Qianning was slightly taken aback when she saw a familiar name, and then smiled.

(End of this chapter)