Yuanshin: The sickly Leishen is in my class

"Ahhh——" Shenzi covered his ears, "Stop talking, old man!!"

Seeing her acting like I don't listen to me, Huang Xing smiled even more happily.

"I'm afraid you'll forget about your childhood. What a wonderful time childhood is. I'll help you recall memories. Once you..."

"Lu - Chen -!"

The Son of God glared at him furiously, and Huang Xing smiled brightly, and began to tell all kinds of dark history about her back then like beans in a bamboo tube.

"Okay, I'll eat, can't I eat it!" Shenzi rarely showed a begging look.

She glanced at the grilled fish near her mouth, and then took a bite.

Huang Xing handed her all the grilled fish in his hand.

Shenzi ate sullenly, while eating, he also looked at Huang Xing with warning eyes.

Huang Chen shook his head and laughed.

The way the two get along is like this, noisy and noisy, if one day the son of God becomes polite with him, Huang Xing will not be used to it.

Chapter 118 Disturbance Deep Underground

After eating barbecue, night fell unconsciously, and everyone went back to the RV to prepare for camping on the spot.

In the dark mountains at night, there are no lights except for the RV. Even the moon is hidden in the clouds, and the whole world is dim.

The wind blew the trees and made rustling sounds, making the black silhouette feel like it was showing its teeth and claws. Huang Xing closed the window, thinking that this is a real wilderness, and those who don't have the guts to come here at night will probably be scared to death.

But it's a different vibe in the RV.

The warm lights surrounded everyone, some were bragging and playing cards, and some were tasting desserts after dinner.

Holding the remote control, Qi Qi kept switching between intermittent online programs due to poor signal.

Miko leaned against the single chair by the window, sliding her fingers lightly on the tablet.

It seems to be reading a novel, not the light novels she usually collects, because her novels are all paper books.

Huang Xing took a closer look, and it turned out to be his "Liyue Floating World Among Thousand Rocks".

Finding that it was Huang Xing, Shen Zi raised his head.

"I said, your readers are scolding you, why are you not moved at all?"

"Huh?" Huang Xing picked up her tablet and glanced at it casually.

"Oh..."

He has been out for two days because he came out to play with everyone, and the irritable old buddies in the book review area have already started to spit lotus flowers.

In the past two days, because of the disappearance of the author, the editor has been unable to hold his breath. It was probably during the barbecue in the afternoon that he sent five text messages in a row.

Huang Xing only replied three words.

"It's Calvin."

Not daring to answer the call from the follow-up editor, Huang Xing muted it.

He didn't lie, he was really Calvin, he didn't forget the code words after having fun with everyone.

Huang Xing took out his mobile phone and looked at the data. The reading volume of "Liyue Floating World and Thousand Rocks" is still increasing in an orderly manner, almost reaching 200w+.

No wonder the editors are in such a hurry. The year-end award depends on this book. What if the author refuses to write it?

However, Huang Xing understands the difficulties of those irascible book friends, because the current plot line has reached the most anxious time.

In Guiliyuan, which was originally prosperous, the war first started. In an instant, the sky was full of dust, thousands of stones were shattered, and demon gods, immortals and people fought bloody battles together.

In that long war of demon gods, there were many epic stories.

The sergeants who followed the Emperor Yanwang spontaneously formed the Qianyan Army. Under the banner of Yanshen and Liyue, they advanced and retreated together without collapsing.

"Thousands of rocks are firm, and the mountains will not move"

All the soldiers of Qianyan abide by this teaching, take themselves as a shield, and always guard the homeland behind them even though they die without regret.

During the fierce battle between Morax and the hostile demon god, Tianzhen Lord Yitian among the immortals saw that the demon god destroyed Tianheng Mountain, and the rocks collapsed. Tianheng Mountain.

After that, he continued to fight desperately until the last drop of blood was shed.

Today, Tianheng Mountain is still standing, and the blood shed by the immortal has turned into today's Clear Water River.

But even so, the war is still difficult.

Under the urging of this group of irritable old buddies, Huang Xing sat on the sofa, and finally planned to start writing the next chapter.

He sighed slightly, because it was finally the day of parting.

The Son of God came behind him unknowingly.

"When all the demons and gods sought positions, great chaos ensued. Although the immortals fought hard to protect themselves, the battle was chaotic."

"Gui Liyuan suffered from the melee, and the God of Dust died in it after all"

After all, he died on the field of glass lilies.

Before leaving, she entrusted her people to Emperor Yan Wang.

'Those little people are as small and fragile as a mote of dust. '

'Because of its insignificance, I don't know when it will die in natural disasters and man-made disasters.So always be afraid. '

'Because I'm afraid, I'm always trying to be smarter.I understand. '

'So I thought, since the power gap with you is too big, then use technology and wisdom. '

'With your power and my mind at the same time... this city will be amazing. '

'It seems that I still can't go on with you.Forget about that lock thing. '

She finally smiled a little lonely, and slowly turned into extremely fine dust.

Morax stopped in the open field, feeling lost.

He remembered the first time they met, the girl with the big sleeves pretended to be solemn and excited when she presented the token.

'This is the token of the covenant and my challenge to you. '

'All my wisdom is hidden in this stone lock. '

After typing the last word, Huang Xing put down the tablet, and his mind was empty for a long time.

Until the voice of the Son of God came from behind.

"After you publish these, those irritable readers may become even more irritable."

Huang Xing turned his head, met her gaze, and smiled bitterly.

"Should... yes."

The editor-in-chief Yae, who was the first to read the manuscript before all the book friends, nodded in satisfaction, as if he had already imagined the big scene in the book review area.

"But..." She looked at Zhongli thinking, "It turned out that Yanshen gave him a lock after all. Is this lock still there?"

Huang Xing took back the tablet from her hand, "Why don't you ask?"

"Forget it..." Shenzi seldom teases Zhongli, "After all, it's someone else's sad thing, so don't go there and sprinkle salt on the wound..."

"You underestimate him too." Huang Xing shook his head and laughed, the Morax in the book and the real Morax were two people.

In front of him, Mr. Zhong, who was pulled by Wendy to play poker, was as solid as a rock in his heart.

"What are you talking about?" Ying Ye came over, and she handed the two of them a cup of black tea.

"I'm chatting about the gossip story of the king and emperor of Yanyan." Shenzi gracefully blew on the steam rising from the teacup.

"Oh?" Shenzi sat beside Huang Xing, looking at him with an expression of 'I want to hear it too'.

At this moment, Zhong Li's gaze finally moved over.

"Look, I've been arrested!" Huang Xing strongly wanted to end this topic, avoiding Zhongli's silent gaze.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Li was still looking at him, and that look became more and more strange.

"Eh..." Huang Chen said silently: "Mr. Dijun, I really didn't say anything bad about you in the novel, don't look at me like that..."

Zhong Li shook his head, "It's not about this."

"What was that?" Huang Xing couldn't think of anything else that he had offended him.

Zhong Li slowly stood up from his seat, looked around, and then turned his gaze out of the car window.

"Have you ever felt that there is a strange disturbance deep underground?"

"Strange disturbance?"

Everyone was surprised, Ying and Huang Xing looked at each other, Huang Xing immediately got up and opened the car window.

The opening of the window allowed many mosquitoes to come in, Huang Xing waved his hand quickly, and he looked at Maojun Mountain in the dead of night.

"I didn't hear the sound from deep underground..." Huang Xing said slowly, after all, he is not as sensitive as Yanshen in this regard.

"However, I did hear movement outside, and..."

Ying also frowned, "Getting closer."

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Comes with a small episode

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Could it be that Ah Ying really can't cook?

Huang Xing is actually a person who doesn't believe in evil, he can't do complicated things, so it's okay to cook noodles, right?

One day, after a huge inner struggle, he finally gave Ying the full right to use the kitchen.

Ying blankly picked up the spoon and looked at everyone who was ten meters away from him.

Even Huang Xing hid behind the sofa.

Without the guidance of the cooking book, without the assistance of Huang Xing, all the processes had to go through Ying's hands. This was her first time cooking in a real sense.

"Wait first!"

Wendy opened the door and whispered, "I'll add a wind field to her first!"

As a result, a circle of wind field slowly surrounds the kitchen.

"Please wait a moment."

Zhong Li also spoke, and after he finished speaking, a shield of metal and stone circled around the kitchen.

Huang Xing also thought about it, and prepared all the doctor's and girl's sets, so that the wounded can be rescued when the kitchen explodes later.

Shenzi pulled away Qi Qi who was watching curiously, and the audience entered a state of first-level alert.

Shadow's trembling hands finally touched the kitchen utensils.

Pour water.

Fire.

Next article.

wait...

As time passed by, Huang Xing wiped off his cold sweat, feeling like a ticking time bomb was stuck in his heart.

Finally, a steaming bowl of noodles came out of the pan.

With trembling hands, Ying held the noodles to the trembling Huang Xing as well.

"Ah Chen, it's time to eat..."

"Oh, okay, I'll try it first."

Before tasting the noodles, Huang Xing looked back at everyone.

Wendy saw determination and a trace of nostalgia for life in those eyes.