Martial arts, start by picking up Huang Rong as a cook

Only when writing, do you hold a position about a third of the way from the top of the brush.

Therefore, the first time they saw Li Changan's action, the four girls all had conjectures in their hearts one after another.

Perhaps the reaction of Huang Rong's daughters was too obvious, which caused Yu Yaoyue and Dongfang's Invincible daughters to look towards Li Changan because of Huang Rong's reaction.

You must know that in the books written by Li Changan last year, with the tragic love and the ups and downs of the plot, Li Changan has a large number of book fans who want to send blades to Li Changan in just one year.

In the room, Huang Rong and the other girls were the most loyal and die-hard book fans.

Mahjong, games, where is the original fun to watch?

After a few breaths, the women who had been around the mahjong table before stood up and gathered around Li Changan.

Dongfang Invincible and Yaoyue two women, one on the left and one on the right, looked at the rice paper with hundreds of words written in front of Li Changan.

The first sentence "Entering my lovesickness gate, I know that I am suffering from lovesickness, long-term lovesickness reminds me of long-term lovesickness, short lovesickness is endless." It was printed in the eyes of the two women at the first time.

Afterwards, when their eyes moved down slightly, the two women also followed the contents written by Li Changan carefully.

"On a rainy night, in Nanyang City, at the gate of the Dongcheng Gate, there are book children playing in groups in the distance, and the children's voices circle around, and Xu Chonglou, whose face is as cold as snow like an axe, quietly steps into the city gate."

"The man's appearance is extremely handsome, he looks like Pan An, and along the way, he can't help but attract the eyes of Yingying Yanyan from the street and between the buildings to look back frequently."

"It's just that Xu Zhonglou turned a deaf ear to the sight of the surroundings, and even the murderous intent filled his eyes like black gems, and there was a faint glow of blood flowing."

"After 20 years of investigation, Xu Zhonglou came to this Nanyang City today, just to avenge the annihilation of 130 members of his Xu family."

"And the revenge of destroying the door can only be avenged by destroying the door."

"........"

The drizzle was drizzling outside the window.

The eyes of several women in the house were beginning to be attracted by the newsbook that Li Changan was writing at the moment.

Gradually, under the gathering clouds outside, in Li Changan's room, there were only the faint rustling sounds of brush strokes on the paper and the sound from the paper circulation room.

And when looking at the gradually fascinating content, Huang Rong and the girls also smiled because of the sweetness between the hero and the heroine in the plot.

It's just that, with the continuous progress of the plot in the storybook.

After being stunned, smiling, and solemn.

In the eyes of several women, water mist continued to gather in succession.

And when watching the male protagonist in order to save the female protagonist, after going through three knives and six holes, and being seriously injured, the female protagonist was stabbed in the abdomen with a knife.

You must know that the pictures created by the brain are often the ones that can most affect a person's mind and emotions.

Therefore, under Li Changan's meticulous description, which exhausted a lot of gorgeous words, the stunned, surprised, sad but somewhat relieved eyes of the male protagonist seemed to emerge in the minds of the women reading.

Afterwards, tears began to flow out from the eyes of Huang Rong and the girls incessantly.

After sucking her nose hard, Huang Rong looked at Li Changan with her head down and still writing hard with tears in her eyes. Suddenly, she had the thought of going to the kitchen to get it.

"Sure enough, this guy is a professional regardless of being a human being."

PS: Halfway through writing, there was a power outage at home, so I had to go to an Internet cafe to rewrite, so it was a bit late!Not much to say, continue to code words!Kneeling for subscription support! .

Chapter 478 Have you considered the feeling of sword intent?

After a few months, Li Changan has accumulated a lot of inspiration.

Naturally, when writing this script, I feel that the value should not be too smooth.

And what Li Changan wrote here can be described as hearty, and Huang Rong and the girls on the side watched as the sadness gradually deepened. The content and the plot also gradually became sad.

At the back, it is normal for the male protagonist to be injured, and even every time he appears, he will say that he will not leave because the female protagonist is injured.

However, when she saw that the male protagonist had spent all his skills and even his lifespan turning white in order to save the female protagonist, and then was beaten by some street gangsters who were originally ants, he was rescued by the female protagonist. The female protagonist did not recognize the male protagonist. He and the other girls were all teardrops constantly - popping out.

Not just because of the plot.

It is even more because Li Changan actually added a picture below the plot.

In the painting, the male protagonist was saved by the female protagonist and left with his back to the female protagonist. The female protagonist was in a good mood because he saved a person, and the male protagonist remained calm.

The descriptions in other places are very simple and extraordinarily hazy.

But only the eyes of the male protagonist and the female protagonist are drawn lifelike.

And the most extreme thing is that Li Changan even added Weigu Jianyi when he painted the male protagonist's eyes.

The feeling of loneliness, combined with what I watched before, gave people a feeling of loneliness and sadness that came directly from the face.

In response to this, Huang Rong couldn't help but looked at Li Changan with tears in her eyes and said, "You only use Gu Jianyi to paint this?"

This is sword intent!

The thing that all swordsmen in the arena dream of.

Just hearing the word "Sword Intent" can give people a feeling of being tall and ignorant.

On the side of ordinary swordsmen, it will not be revealed easily.

It will only be used as a killer.

Precious is not.

But what about Li Changan?

Use this sword intent to paint something like a storybook?

Have you considered the feeling of sword intent?

Hearing Huang Rong's question, Li Changan grinned and said, "Does it feel good from time to time?"

In his words, Li Changan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this behavior, instead he was complacent.

Facing Li Changan's expression and reaction, Huang Rong choked.

Not to mention Huang Rong's daughters, at this moment, even Dongfang Invincible and Yaoyue were calm for a while when they saw the painting.

Seeing the reactions of the women, Li Changan nodded with satisfaction as if he had been affirmed.

"The sword is not old!"

Even Li Changan felt that the decision to stop for a while before writing the story book seemed good.

After all, there is no previous precipitation, where is the inspiration of my own just now, I thought of inserting some pictures in the script to resonate with the readers.

This discovery felt that Li Changan also opened the door to a new world.

Next, I wrote the script, and even interrupted from time to time and simply drew some pictures.

And the only sword intent is also integrated into it.

As a result, after continuing to read a few pages, and then seeing Li Changan's illustration for the book again, Huang Rong, whose eyes were already red from crying, put the manuscript in her hand on the table next to her.

With a bit of choking in his tone, he said, "I'll go out slowly."

Huang Rong is like this.

Not to mention Xiao Zhao, Lin Shiyin and Jiang Yuyan, who are more emotional in themselves.

Almost all followed up and went out to breathe the fresh air outside to calm down and calm down.

After a while, only Li Changan, Yaoyue and Dongfang Invincible were left in the room.

Even though Dongfang Invincible and Yaoyue did not leave, the two girls looked at Li Changan with faint expressions in their eyes.

Then, for the next time, Huang Rong was a little tormented.

Check it out!Because of Li Changan's illustrations, he basically stopped watching for a while and went out crying.

But after the mood calmed down, I was curious about the next plot.

This also caused Huang Rong to wait for a few girls to go in and out all afternoon.

The progress of viewing is greatly reduced.

Although Dongfang Invincible and Yaoyue have been sitting firmly on Mount Tai, from the time when the two women put down their manuscripts and then close their eyes for half an hour or more, it can be seen that the reading progress of the two women was obviously affected.

Only the little dragon girl who was on the bed at the moment, romping and playing, looked at the girls coming in and out with a puzzled expression on her face.

After jumping down and looking at Xiao Zhao, Xiao Longnv felt bored and went outside to swing again.

As for the reason!

It's also very simple.

The little dragon girl now can't even recognize the words.

As far as Li Changan's manuscripts are concerned, within [-] words, at least [-]% of the little dragon girls feel that they are extraordinarily unfamiliar.

If it is said that in the eyes of several women such as Dongfang Invincible and Yaoyue, Li Changan himself can be said to be close to perfection from any angle and aspect.

Even people like Lian Xing couldn't pick out any faults.

For people like Li Changan, Yaoyue and Dongfang Invincible are too late, so naturally they will not have other ideas.

And such a premise is when he is not looking at the words written by Li Changan.

Otherwise, it's like Dongfang Invincible and Yueyue now.

Looking at Li Changan with a smile at the corner of his mouth, he always felt that this handsome and fascinating face was inexplicably a little bit beaten.

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night.

Soak in the cool pool, feel the coolness spreading slowly, and the drizzle on the top of the head also brings a little coolness.

But in this comfortable bath time, perhaps it is because the illustrations and plots in the storybooks in the afternoon are still vivid in my mind.

At this moment in the cool pool, Huang Rong, Wei Wei and other girls were a little quiet.

Inexplicably, like Lin Shiyin, there was a bit of sadness on her body.

As the initiator of all this, he rested his head on the edge of the cool pool with a smile on the corner of his mouth like a normal person.

Enjoy the feeling of a little drizzle falling on your face.

At this moment, Li Changan, who had been busy all afternoon, actually had a feeling of resting after working overtime in his previous life.

And this feeling also made Li Changan feel a little more happy when he was soaking in this cool pool at the moment.

Under the combination of work and rest, work is more bitter, and rest is more fragrant.

Just like Li Changan is now.

After I settled down, at least there was no thought of continuing to write the unfinished words in my mind.

What I thought was to soak my body white in this cool pool at this moment.

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at the same time.

Ming dynasty.

It is on the slope of Baishan, ten miles south of Emei.

Compared with the drizzle in Changshan City, the rain on the white mountain slope at this moment is pouring and pouring.

But at this moment, on the slope of White Mountain, in the rain, there is a graceful figure walking slowly.

The woman has a slender figure, her blue skirt is dragging on the ground, and she is beautiful and elegant, and her complexion is extremely beautiful.

It was Zhou Zhiruo who had followed Tian Boguang to Changshan City with other Emei disciples.

I don't know if it's because of the rain or because of other reasons, it's a little paler, which makes the original soft face a little more poignant.

Makes me feel pity.

While walking slowly, Zhou Zhiruo's steps felt a little sluggish, and the long sword in her hand was also a little weak.

however.

Just as Zhou Zhiruo was walking slowly, fluctuations in internal strength or infuriating qi suddenly echoed from a distance.

Sensing the fluctuations behind her, Zhou Zhiruo quickly turned her head.

In the line of sight, more than ten firelights quickly approached from the distance where Mount Emei was located.

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