Tang Daxia wrote a thousand original novels

"But you also did Ye Xiaoyan, didn't you?"

When I heard this at the time, my whole body felt as if I had been slashed on the head by a knife. The rational part was chopped everywhere, and the irrational part was shrunk into a ball. There is also a kind of fluke mentality wandering around - longing for things not to go this far.

After half a second, I started thinking.

Is this the vest torn off?

That's why he thinks I'm Ye Xiaoyan?

But if the vest was torn, how could Qiu Lianzheng's tone be so weak, hesitant, almost pleading?

This is not like him.

According to his character, if Ye Xiaoyan is still dead, he must add a filter as thick as [-] layers to erase all the faults of Ye Xiaoyan during his lifetime, and strengthen and miss this person infinitely. It's not impossible to make a whole white moonlight.

But what if Ye Xiaoyan is alive?

What if Ye Xiaoyan became Tang Yue with many vests?

What if he is just a very thin epitome, a side profile of Tang Yue?

Where else can there be such a thick filter?

It's still white moonlight, at most it's just an energy-saving light.

So if Mao Maochou is really sure of something, then he will lose all the filters, angrily attack me first, and then count all the sins I have lied to him. He won't just sit here so honestly and let him I give an answer.

So I just met his sharp eyes with calm eyes.

Then sighed.

Sighs are often the vanguard of an attack.

"Of course I used to be Ye Xiaoyan."

Qiu Lianzheng was taken aback.

I didn't expect to admit it so quickly.

Xiao Chang was immediately dumbfounded.

The whole person becomes a piece of stone on the magma, a piece of charred wood, a freshly baked fiery statue.

Then I looked at the statue of this person and said slowly: "Of course I have been betrayed and hurt by others, and I have also been that stupid Ye Xiaoyan."

Qiu Lianzheng's face darkened, as if some conjecture in his heart had been rejected again.

"So, you're not actually..."

I said in a solemn voice: "So... when I know what you did to Ye Xiaoyan, I will be even more indignant and uncomfortable."

"But I saw that you were full of pain and deep regret, as if you were more saddened and desperate by Ye Xiaoyan's death than anyone else... I couldn't help but think of someone or something in the past... I hope that you can start from here I learned some truth from the matter, and then come out, don't be depressed and decadent, and just be an open and honest enemy with me."

I smiled: "It's a bit stupid to do this, I also want to ask - in the eyes of Clan Master Qiu, am I very similar to Ye Xiaoyan when I am so stupid?"

Qiu Lianzheng's gaze sank, and the questioning expression on his face eased.

It was as if something soft and sad in his heart had leaked out of the solid barrier, and then swelled, enlarged, and gradually filled his entire atrium.

He sighed and said, "It's very similar."

I laughed and said, "But being Ye Xiaoyan once in a while is better than never being Ye Xiaoyan all my life. Maybe when we fight in the future, I will regret that I didn't finish you when you were weak and frustrated, but at least at this moment, I It’s true that you sincerely want to ask for advice, and you also sincerely want to help you realize some truth, isn’t that enough?”

Qiu Lianzheng's expression changed several times.

There seems to be a fresh answer.

"So, you also live for the momentary mood?"

I smiled and said, "I don't often live like this, but at least now, when I'm with you, I seem to be acting out of my will and living out of my will."

Qiu Lianzheng said inexplicably: "Why do people like you follow Xu Liangming instead of joining the Yiqimen?"

I laughed back: "A person like you, why did you join the ghostly place like Yiqimen halfway, why didn't you come and join the Dongming Gang?"

Qiu Lianzheng's eyes trembled slightly, and his eyebrows raised like a knife.

He immediately smiled, a chuckle without irony.

"Tang Yue, you are still Tang Yue after all."

What he said was inexplicable and illogical.

But it is full of joy and freedom, chic and uninhibited.

It is like a monk or a Taoist priest who has been wandering for several years without enlightenment, but at the moment when he is most disappointed, most despondent, and about to give up his pursuit, he catches a glimpse of a very accidental and beautiful landscape, and then he is instantly enlightened and no longer attached.

Then he gathered up the most intense sorrow, and the most passionate question together,

"I understand."

What do you understand?

Why do I feel like he suddenly understands a little bit more?

Qiu Lianzheng said in a natural tone: "It doesn't matter who you are and what you keep me for. Even if I want to become an enemy in the future, I just want to listen to you say something completely different from me here and now. Unrelated book, telling a love story that has absolutely nothing to do with me. I don’t necessarily like the characters you’re talking about, but I like to do it.”

He was inexplicably relaxed, which made me curious: "What do you like to do?"

He paused.

"I just like... listening to you talk about this book!"

The words and sentences are heavy and powerful, like a heavy knife.

It was also like a flash of a long sword raised suddenly, his whole body brightened because of this sentence, and his eyes, which were smoldering with the wind, also became bright and hot.

Good guy, after putting it aside for a long time and complaining about it for a long time, you still like it in your heart.

I pissed off my favorite readers with the bloody and thunderous plot, but you pissed off your favorite author with mentally handicapped sand sculpture comments, right?

Very good.

It's a perfect match.

Xiao Chang also laughed and said, "I also like to listen to Xiao Tang's storytelling. I like the feeling of never being able to guess what's going on and my mood fluctuating."

Then you just calm down, don't just take off with your ass and break the beams or tea sheds.

Seeing that the conversation had a decent ending, Zhong Yanzhen also smiled easily: "The book that Tang Daxia said is really interesting like never before. Even I, who have never met A'Du, feel that I only listen to it two or three times. In a word, it seems to understand this person."

That's not true, even A'Du dare not say that he fully understands himself.

Liu Qixing said sullenly: "That's what this book says, but if I don't hear the ending, I will always feel unhappy."

I think you are trapped on this thief ship, and you won't be able to get off for the time being.

I finally looked at Gao Youyou, only to see this beautiful AI raised her face and said with a blank expression: "If there is nothing wrong, don't come to ask my opinion."

Others just thought he was being cool again.

But if others don't understand him, don't I understand him?

He was afraid that he would relax again and accidentally say the wrong thing again.

But this guy just put on the appearance of a stinky reader who refuses to be thousands of miles away, as if he hates listening to books.

If he is really annoying, why stay on the roof to catch up?How about sitting next to me and listening more clearly?

I smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you can post comments whenever you want, we don't bother you, and you don't do other things."

As long as you don't bring out the earrings and ask, we can talk about everything.

Gao Youyou glanced at me casually, taking it as an answer, and then returned to the expressionless AI state.

I put my gaze on the face of Qiu Lianzheng on the opposite side. Seeing that the other party showed a focused and serious reader's expression for the first time, I felt a little warm in my heart.

I actually think the look of the caterpillar looking forward to it is kind of cute.

Wouldn't it be nice to be so frank earlier, really.

I just smiled and went on to tell the story.

After hearing the two sentences Feng Bishu said, A'Du would tease and lightly mock him a few times.

Unexpectedly, Feng Bishu finished this sentence, and then turned his head very calmly.

No more, no further.

As if he was just stating a fact.

A beautiful fact about A'Du.

Then Feng Bishu turned his eyes away, turned away his appreciation and amazement without hesitation, his eyes were already calm, and he had put all his attention on the enemy.

On the contrary, this made A'Du feel a little interesting.

He turned to "Yao Shi" Han Buli and said: "Among the three demons, apart from you and the 'Yao Wang' Wang Budou, there is also a 'Yao Puppet' Zheng Buzheng, where is he now?"

He honestly asked what was in his heart, but how could the enemy answer honestly?

Han Buli said coldly: "Why should I answer you? Feng Bishu, although you are strong, you are not without flaws!"

He flipped his hands in an instant, and five stones flew out at once, hitting three different innocent diners.One hid under the table, one cowered in a corner, and one almost escaped the door!

All completely irrelevant people!

Feng Bishu made an impressive move!

He dodged to the right, and a sword knocked down a rock that hit a diner's neck!

At the same time, he threw a knife with his left hand!

The knife went out of his hand and flew straight to another diner's forehead!

As a result, a stone was encountered in mid-air, and with a "bang", the stone flew obliquely from the edge of the diner's body, and the knife did not really fall on the innocent person's forehead.

And the last stone didn't really fall on any innocent person.

Not long after it set off, it landed on the tip of A'Du's sword.

A'Du's sword tip moves up, down, in the middle, and obliquely, all nine points of its strength are lost!

The stone hovered in the air!

So the tip of the sword was picked up again, stabbing 21 times in an instant!

An ordinary stone was carved out of a lotus shape.

And it just fell on the tip of the sword, just like the lotus flower slowly blooming on the tip of the sword!

Feng Bishu couldn't help showing appreciation.

Honestly boasted a word.

"nice."

A sentence is a word.

A'Du was waiting for the next sentence.

But the following is gone.

He couldn't help asking: "Is it just beauty? Nothing else?"

Feng Bishu nodded honestly.

He only gave such a compliment, nothing else.

Another compliment with no words!

A'Du couldn't help frowning.

Feng Bishu, who just talked about the truth in the little book of novelty hunting, was very logical. Now it's his turn to praise swords and people. He only has one "beautiful", and another "good-looking", and then it's gone.

It's that simple?

But he suddenly noticed that Feng Bishu only had one sword in his hand now!

He doesn't have a knife in his other hand!

How could Han Buli let this gap go! ?

He threw three stones in a row in an instant, hitting Feng Bishu one after another!

But when Feng Bishu pulled his wrist, the knife returned directly to his hand!

Because this knife is a gentleman's knife.

Junzi Dao is a chain knife.

A fine silver chain was wrapped around the handle of the knife, and the other end of the silver chain was wrapped around Feng Bishu's wrist.

Delicate as the decoration on a woman's wrist, he just swiped the sword horizontally and stabbed with the sword.

Two monster stones that were like wind and thunder were smashed by a knife!

There was also a stone, which was directly bounced by the tip of his sword, and it bounced back!

It just happened to return to Han Buli's chest!

Feng Bishu's sword and sword stabbing speed may not be as fast as A'Du.

But the strength and coordination of the hands are outrageous and unmatched!

Han Buli was shocked by the stone, and flew backwards in an instant, but his men took advantage of their strength to escape, grabbing the pillar in mid-air, pointing their toes, trying to take the opportunity to go up and dig out of the inn from the beam !

As soon as he raised his head, he met A'Du.

A'Du was waiting for him on the beam.

Han Buli sneered, flashed his sleeves, and was about to shoot out the ten boulders left on his body like bolides!

He wants to let this person be buried under the firearm, and turn this inn and tavern into a terrifying sea of ​​flames!

But just raised his arms.

His people fell down first!

He himself didn't realize why he fell down. He was in mid-air, and his fingertips wanted to instinctively eject stones, but suddenly felt cold.

The heels wanted to use their strength to fly upwards, but they were suddenly lazy and powerless.

Han Buli then looked at himself.

It seemed that a huge cut had been made on his forearm, wrist, and knee.

How did that happen?

When did you get hurt?

He raised his head in extreme astonishment, and with the last corner of his vision, he saw that the lotus-shaped stone on Adu's sword tip, which was sitting securely, finally dripped a drop of blood.

Han Buli's blood.

When Han Buli fell down, he still didn't understand.

How can a person's sword be so fast?

From the beginning to the end, he didn't see clearly how A'Du used the sword! !

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The first update of the double update, the new vest in the next chapter XD